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SEE FROM YOUR KNEE

My spirit on the lanes low In particular, with nowhere to go, To and fro, I can't explain That's what causes me pain. Things fall apart too fast. My heart respond not to haste My life is in a continuous spin. Struggling to force you out of in My pen keeps on crying. The inks running low My hands numb and dying Tired of the business of scribbling My soul staggering to make My body still from the constant shake. My entire life aches To death shall I make my way? Shall hades make my eternity gay? My mother says I go by knees. Only he who goes by knees sees. I will give it a chance Afterall who gave hasn't taken © Demetrius White ✍

JOY AT DAWN

In the morning I wake to do the mourning Of the dark, rusted and dusted love That has made my heart make a move To leave. Though I hate to live Without you, I surely have to leave You make me shiver in pain You let me save my brain You cause me much drain As I thought love would rain Showers of love within Our hearts at dawn Weeping has endured all night How I hope for the dawn-light To see the face of the knight In me. Did I do it right? The wayward weeping in the great Whips at my spirit's height? Your sunny smile of your glance The kiss of your words in my ears The cares of your gentle breathe Is the deep creed from yours Lost heart ¶*          ¶*            ¶* Hey dear Let me bring this burden finaly Let me pin down my piece of art to you Let me say I didn't want it this way But I've heard your lament I've heard your painful grief 😧 I'm sorry that I've been the cause The cause of your tears...

END OF LOVELORN

*Back to the Roots* My heart caught the core of your countenance And if truth should be told You my idle man Let not your heart bleed more sweetheart Weep less oh man of my life Because I have come to pick the broken piece of your heart Sorry for the years I allowed the line between us thicken Now I'm here to bridge the distance and brighten your face I'm yearning for the mornings That I'll wake up to the charmness of your voice To feel the warmth of your embrace And your essential milky kiss 😜 I write this art to you Evoked from my empty heart Weeping for stimulating a painful cut, My conscience criticizing my acts I hope it gets to you That you are more than a friend Because what we share is a lot more That is to say; I love you ¶*          ¶*            ¶* I'm glad you're back My heart was broken into pieces Each to its direction I was left coerced to stager To no direction at all If I was to fo...

ANTISHOKARIZING MEN

Written by a MAN: The recent incidences of murder and violence against women is a clear indication of what kind of men the society is raising. We are raising insecure sissies and salmons with fickle emotional bones. We must teach our boys that it is OK not to be loved back, it is OK to be rejected, it is OK to be dumped....that it is OK for a woman to make personal decisions on her love life without being victimized. The things we are punishing women for are things men do everyday and no one has killed us. Men cheat everyday, men dump women everyday, men use women everyday, men reject women everyday......men commit all manner of emotional evils against women every other time and no one has been slaughtered. Men, we are expected to protect women not to harm them. Not every woman you want will want you back however much money you spend trying to buy her feelings and you must respect that. Na hii ushenzi ya ety ooh I spent my money on a woman ikome......were you robbed? A...

SOWING AND REAPING

DON'T GUILD WHEN NOT READY! With the chirping of the bewitching bird Ko! Ko! Ko! The woodpecker went Its voice as caressing to the smiling heart Its knock enticing the grow-able bud It is the sound that precedes the dawn And the seed in Canaan starts the sprouting And the seedling begins the growing And the gardeners commence to mourn Weren't you pleased with the sweet guild? Now you aren't ready for the blessed commodity? Did you expect one to do the multiplicity? Yet to each other, you are glued. When the day dawns at dusk Life will patently use its chalk ©Wr. Demetrius White Berry.