Endure
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Though I am not repelled by Death
and though his glances toy with me
I’d like to stay and chat awhile
With charming Eternity
And though our love will not last
My heart will break to leave
a tree in the forest
standing tall
will it not bend
to the winter's song ?
a rock in the river
holding fast
through storm and flood
will the stone last?
a flower in the meadow
The greatest moments of despair and sadness stem from the polar opposite, triumph.
It's the realization that you gave, fought, battled, strove, and despite your final breath,
Superficial faces
Superficial smiles
Superficial places
Traveling superficial miles
Give me something real
Give me somthing pure
Give me somthing needy
Something to endure
People often realize
they can endure more
than they thought they could
when enduring becomes the only option.
But sometimes-
when people can't endure-
they break.
break a little,
Is it not interesting, the way a single daisy grows through a crack in the sidewalk?
Layer upon layer of cement and sweat and exertion were
Smoothed into place there and were never meant to be disturbed my man’s efforts.
Is it not interesting, the way a single daisy grows through a crack in the sidewalk?
Layer upon layer of cement and sweat and exertion were
Smoothed into place there and were never meant to be disturbed my man’s efforts.
My eyes open slowly, as my bones and muscles ache and crack.
The pains of an illegal twelve year, pains no other boy should have.
An education is the most important in life, my mother engraved into my head.
Something about this room
Holds a ghost of you
In the dark it makes me cringe
Causing me to check shadows
When you dwelled here
Your words where nine-tail whips
Every vowel cracked mid swing
From a mother who makes it her life's mission to put you down at every word
To the friends that can't even read between the lines let alone read your facial expression,
It just makes you wonder if anyone really cares.
Seek out the meadows
Upon this day
Into the night
Come out upon my sight
As silent as a ghost
Many of us have doubt when we see that God is taking too long to answer, many of us do not seek the kingdom first and wonder why all the other good things aren't coming we tend to lean on our own understanding which means not Trusting in the Lord
A woman of Black gold, gave birth to an olive child,
Strong and mighty was she to stand by a father who stood to just pretend.
Made sure her little peice of hope in this world was warm, fed, and fast asleep everynight
With grace and power she stands there
Light soothing hands with a maternal touch
Gentle eyes that cut through glass and fair hair that falls upon her shoulders
Dependable, she is everyone's crutch
Momma always used to say, “God laughs at the plans you make.”
But that was just a chance I had to be willing to take.
Empathetic, kind-hearted, containing the true values of life
Pace.
not back and forth,
Forward.
i set a pace,
and amble steadily on.
there is a road stretched out before me,
long,
with no end
in sight
nor turns
I once met love at the front door!
And, when I glaced it's direction
Love, beautifully, smiled back at me.
That was love. My first sight!
I became instantly drawn to love.
when the Sun is alive
so am I
the unimaginable dream is mine
fog will remain in my path
but fire in my eyes, boldly.
there is a dawn that rises
unshakeable and endless
like the core of soul
Why I write? I write because you told me to
Because you encountered history and literature but never met a pen or page
Why did you have to love me?
I can promise you that it’s nothing against you. But, I turn away because I keep love close, maybe too close, and I think that I will only remember and love you.
Entitled: Najarri Samuel Whitehead
But that's all you read.
Skipped past the prologue, and examined the pictures.
So in reality you only saw the happiness, the joy.
Never walking the heartache and pain.
My biggest fear will never visit me
Never will I allow myself to fall in
To cave in, to wither, to fall.
For I will stand as strong as a weeping willow.
In the darkness he lurks, always behind me.
I once was lost,
I felt alone in this world and empty,
I felt like life was not worth the cost,
My insides were hollow,
And my heart feeling hefty,
Why to live?
What do I have to give?
White angel of the calm night,
Your elegance truly shines so bright,
A white speckale falls on your porcelian skin,
As it touched sending a echo that cleanses all sins,
The cold morning air brushes against your dress,
So as we walk and listen upon thy word,
people cry as they look up into the sky,
feathers falls towards us from the birds,
within ourselves we begin to cry,
One seems to cry and falls
The beliverance is but all
The sorrow and pain
Burns faster the the acid of rain
Your heart is broken
Your feelings are frozen
Your will is but all gone
