The South, Somewhere My Velvety Brown Skin Don't Fit In. Oh How Many Times Do I Pass The Fields My Ancestors Slaved In Singing Negro Spirituals Praying Their Sorrow Would End. Hoping That Their Red Sea Would Be Split & They Would Walk Into Their Motherland Again. Oh How Many Times Have I Heard Your Pretty To Be A Black Girl As If My People Are Ugly Ducklings And I Just So Happen To Be That One Beautiful Swan. Oh How Will I Ever Get Married In The South When My Own Kind Despise His Mother Womb So He Get A Trophy So Her Light Can Shine So Bright That His Black Skin Is Not As Dark & I'm Only Good For The White Guys Sexual Fantasy He Likes The Way This Chocolate Melts In His Mouth. But I Will Never Get To Meet His Momma Or Visit His Family House. And They Can Never Find Out Because What A Shame Momma Son Sleeping With A Seed Of A Slave. I Never Could Understand How You Can Be Born Guilty When You're Nothing But Innocent Flesh Depending On The Milk In Your Mothers Breast. Its As If I Am A Black Cat The Definition Of Bad News You Can't Win & You Can't Lose. This Brown Skin Has A Way To Block People From Seeing My Heart, They Become Uninterested Because Of The Skin I'm In Is Not Important. I Am A Reproduction Of Slaves & Oh How America Will Never Let Me Forget That I'm Nothing More Than A Swine In The Mud. The South Is Someone My Velvety Brown Skin Don't Belong In, The South Is Not My Friend.
Its Funny How Guys Say They Want Wifey Material Or A Faithful Women. But If She Is Keeping Her Purity Until Marriage They Pass Her By.Or If Her Skin Is A Bit To Dark For Your Comfort You Look Pass Her By Because America Is So Stuck On The Color Of Your Skin & Care less About The Love In Your Heart. You Can't Be A Two Looking For A Ten Humble Yourself..... And The Same Go For Us Women No Double Standard.
Random Facts About Me =)
I Am Up At 4am Bored & Can't Sleep So I Decided To Update My Profile With My Randomness Smh.....
I Am Only Interested In Local Men
I Am Only Interested In Godly Men
I Am Abstaining Until Marriage
I Am Intrigued By Genealogy
I Am A Loner
I Am A Very Deep Thinker
I Am A Lefty Shout Out To All The Lefties
I Am Very Competitive
I Love Tattoos
I Love All Races, Each Is Beautifully Different
I Love Accents They Make My Heart Melt
I Love Men Who Can Sing, Spit Poetry Or Can Intellectually Rap
I Love Men Who Can Play A Piano Or Guitar
It Takes More Than Good Looks & Muscles To Impress Me Such A Bore
I Don't Want A Trophy Husband
I Love The Food Channel
I Love Pizza
I Love Walking
I Love Video Games
I Love Reading
I Love The Quizup App Add Me If You Ever Download It
I Love Mark Wahlberg (Finest Man Ever)
I Love Tupac
I Love Adele
I Love JP Cooper
I Love Jazmine Sullivan
I Hate Walking Into Fart Clouds It Really Makes Me Angry
I Hate The DMV
I Hate Chicken Lol Just Kidding Unfortunately That Stereotype Is True In My Case
I Hate My Own Fart
Gym Fanatics Turn Me Off
I Love Watching Vine
I Dislike The News Its So Negative
Individualism Should Be My Middle Name
I Love Live Hockey
I Love To Travel
Music Is My Crack, I Love All Types
I'm A Total Loner
I'm Very Fiesty
I'm A Cornball At Times
I'm A Goofball Also
I Have A Intimate Relationship With God
I Am Totally Not A Judgemental Person
I Love Hobo's
Crab Ragoons Are The Mvp Of Appetizers
I Hate Public Bathrooms
I Hate Racism
I Hate Classism
I Love Tall Men
I Love Dimples
I Love Colorful Eyes
I Like When A Man Is Humble & Man Enough To Cry
I Like When A Man Can Express Himself
I Love To Hug
I Am Very Shy At Times
I Love Being Tall
I Love To Write (obviously)
I Love To Laugh
I Love To Play Fight
And That's All I Am Telling!!!!!!
Much Love People oxoxo ;)
Most Recent Poem
Can you please stay & not just walk away like everythings ok? I'm tired of being left all alone, only remaining as a memory that will only last so long, & eventually somewhere that I will no longer belong. Can you pray to God & ask him can you have my heart so we can be joined as one flesh & never be torn apart? Can you hold me tight in the middle of the night & remind me as long as I have God & you everything will be alright? Can you stay even when our better goes to worst and our riches goes to poor, will you still turn your back to the door? Can you stay so my heart will never get broken again which results in my eyes flooding from the pain my heart is throwing up? Can you love me till the angels call our names & we go to the place where theres no sickness nor pain? Whoever you are I will love you with my all, honor you like a king, catch you when you fall, make sweet love to you from the bed to the wall, continuously pray for you & lift you up to our father humbly on my knees, a proverbs 31 women is what I desire to be. Can you be patient & stay until God reveal to you that I am your helpmeet?
Im Yet Genuine With A Heart Of Gold But Guys Just Want Sex To Satisfy Their Lustful Souls?
I settled for sex so I wouldnt feel so numb but after a while i felt so dumb.....
Praying to god please forgive father for i sinned again but still feeling like a victim living in this world im in.
If we have sex it will be a connection and feelings will grow we will fall in love and where he take me i'll go..
So naive i was and still i am to sacrifice my purity to get love from a man.
Although I always have had protected sex i didnt protect my soul
Still was i paraniod of a pregnancy that i would have to abort
Because i didnt want to be another young single mother fighting for childs support.
I made up in my mind it was time to change my life before i run out of time to right my wrongs...
Im so grateful I have jesus christ my lord and savior.
Because he first loved me i can love you men who make me feel so low and empty within
He gives me the strength to stand for what i believe.
Seek my heart my mind and soul, and not my moans, wetness, and curling toes Speak to my heart and not in vain seek my story my happy days and yet the others that was left with pain Seek my weaknesses and my strengths understand that I am me and that will forever be Seek me and find me on my isolated days when my I set by and just daze wondering what will, life bring to me one of these days Who you are and who shall you be that will take this trash of what they left of me and find me as your rewarding treasury. I’m growing this guard like one of those beautiful exotic roses with the most sharpest thorns Cuts on my arms marked with all the times I been torn and harmed. Thought he was my protection but yet just another false alarm I yelled and yelled but still no help i cried and cried and i still wasn’t felt. Burning all the chapters that tortured me in my dreams I am jasmine I am free. My sight is no more blurry but I can see so who is she a beautiful women who is developing.
One Of My Very Short Poems
Defined by my age which is so judgmental?
How do a age define your maturity mentality or even your wisdom?