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Sometimes I feel like being tired is in my dna
My mind is constantly active
I try to keep m thoughts at bay
So I can fall asleep
But I'm not one for meditation
And I hate the taste of medication
Someday I pray for a release from this mortal form
I pray for release
I pray for the voices in my mind to get them to disappear
Because I didn't sign up for this
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tuesdaysonnet · 1 year
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there was a shift
i’ve been searching for an altar
i will lay on that altar and pierce the purity of the place with the spillings of my secrets, splatters and splotches ruining the white walls
after my confessions soil the once pure altar, my deepest desire will bubble up from my stomach and escape from the cavern of my mouth
it soars, smiles, and spins, that desire of mine
other desires are rumored to be angels, queens of beauty, or soft-spoken animals
mine is an ugly mess with wings
this ugly thing freed itself from my core and took flight and has no care for appearance
what is beauty in the face of flight? why be beautiful when you can brush against the clouds above?
sacrificial were the secrets i spilled, but this is what they were for
this ugly girl of glory was all flight and soft smiles and now i was positive this was my deepest desire
true beauty lied within acceptance and in seconds i was in awe of the odd mess that pried itself from my depths to seek the sky
how could i not want that too?
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vv3n0m · 2 years
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Today, I want peace. I want my brain relax for a bit, have a sip of wine accompanied by a candle lit dinner. I want my heart to slow down a bit but not completely stop. Today, I crave peace. I want the city noise to ease up just a bit, the birds to chirp a little louder, I want my thoughts to race a little slower. Can the fruit taste a bit sweeter ? Can the breeze blow a bit smoother? I want and want it’s time I get🌸
Just a little mood ✍🏾
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talesofa-dreamer · 2 years
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oro-y-0raciones · 1 year
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Rmbr me?
When I die, don’t put me on a pedestal. 
Pedestals are for stautes, frozen in one moment. But I am not a statue. 
Put me in a library, 
where I’ll always have more to learn, 
Put me in open water, 
where I can swim forth or float wherever it takes me. 
Put me in your heart, where I know there’s always room. 
But please don’t put me on a pedestal, 
because the only thing I can do there, is fall. 
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butteronmypen · 4 years
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we think pain is love.
we think pain is love.
we love pain like earth love rain.
we love us like come close and go away.
we don’t know what to be or who to say.
but we stay.
we wrapped tight round this unrequited space. 
we steal touch from arms brush we dream kiss from locked gaze. 
we not human we maze we ping pong our emotions, make ball and paddle of words we say. 
angry at the other for always choosing to play.
but we stay.
we too good for this gray. 
we too smart for this fray. 
we don’t know how to love so instead we give pain.
and we think pain is love. 
love pain like earth love rain. 
we say come close and really mean go away.
we know it’s not enough, we know it’s not okay.
but we stay.
C. 2020 Rashawna Wilson
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shaythepessimist · 4 years
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taylorlouise · 4 years
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Little Bodies [Excerpt]
https://www.taylorlouiseblog.com/post/little-bodies
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When I left that world for this one, a nation full of leaders and a people devoid of morals...a nation of global epicenters, greed, ignorance, unrest, racial disparity, and the hypocritical clamor of “freedom” that sets this paradox of a nation apart... I died.
Here I fight for life. The air doesn’t come easy to me. I choke it down unpurified, clogged with blood, screams, torture, smoke, smog. I choke it down and swallow. And accept and adapt.
And my golden skin lies hidden underneath long sleeves. My eyes lie sunken into my face full of sleep but devoid of rest, of peace.
My mind races, makes patterns, searches for solutions in a world where that does not lie solely up to me.
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honeyandblackmagic · 5 years
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Maybe if...
maybe if they solely stopped seeing Black women as magic but also real they’d stop thinking they have claim to our bodies
maybe if our big asses never led to us being called bumble bees they would have been better appreciated until they were seen on a Kardashian
maybe if my body wasn’t the site where they directed their sexual frustrations at, I would never have seen a white woman’s and thought it an aspiration
maybe if I stopped caring so hard they’d think it’s okay to continue
to steal;
our hair,
style,
accents,
heroes,
histories
and food.
give it a new name and Christopher Columbus the whole thing and say “look what we discovered happens to the chicken when you add some seasoning to it”
Yes we know it tastes better.
But they’ll forever see us in that dimly lit light, where only a few of us are allowed to shine
and the rest of us are left with hardly a food, history, heroes, accent, style, hair nor body to call mine.
- image: Michaela Coel; photographed by Joshua Kissi
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blackhippielove · 5 years
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urbansunflowerr · 5 years
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Wear Your Crown
Gold as honey and sweeter then the purest soul.
Darling you will always know to let your love glow.
The world doesn’t deserve your shine. 
Your wisdom, your grace, and ohhh your smile is divine.
Black girl don’t ever hide from the light.
Because you are the vision that gives so many sight.
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konscioussoul · 5 years
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Open & Connected
I want to reach for my friends, but they’re all in the ‘book.
And the ‘book is a trap by design.
For 15 years we’ve gathered there, and now, it owns our minds.
--and our likes, our wants, our needs, 
our “free time” everyday.
I want to reach out.          for happiness.
Instead, I log on...
& stay.
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tuesdaysonnet · 1 year
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𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 - 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞!!
hey!! i’m a black enby that desperately consumes media, laughs, and naps to cope with reality. i also write a lot of poems.
i’ve never really used tumblr for anything other than reading fics and looking at pretty pictures, but recently i’ve been trying to figure out what would be the best way for people to see my poetry, and this seemed like the best way.
i write cuz i wanna make other black people feel seen and heard and remind them they aren’t alone. this little poetry blog is how i plan on sharing my experience as a black enby and fully expressing myself. to all the black people reading, i hope my poetry makes you feel loved and seen.
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qveenjordin · 3 years
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A Black Woman’s Strength ✨ We do not owe explanations for our greatness, nor do we endure struggle for recognition ✨ Like | Comment | Share #explore #poetry #poet #blackpoet #blackgirlpoet #blackgirlpoetry #poetrymatters #creative #creativity #rochesterny #blacklivesmatter #blackliberation #blackwomen #blackwomxn #blacktranslivesmatter #allblacklivesmatter #rochesterpoetrycommunity #rochesterpoets #amplifyblackvoices #blackwomanpoet #poetrycommunity #blacklove #writercommunity #blackcreatives #blackart #blackwriters #blackwomenbloggers (at Rochester, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CS4amfgAlTQ/?utm_medium=tumblr
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talesofa-dreamer · 2 years
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I love you
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Dear Black Girl ❤ There is so much pressure to be perfect, to always be on game, to be beautiful forever, to hold the world together. We need you just as you are. Regardless of what society demands. There is so much power in your individuality. Whatever that may be. #blackgirlmagic #blackgurlmagic #blackgirlpoetry #poetrycommunityofig #poetsofinstagram #poetryaccount https://www.instagram.com/p/CDAcZ1GF2fN/?igshid=g5ve69oh1acv
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