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Chef’s Special
Sitting here, feeling kind of crazy Recalling all of the lies he fed her She chewed and swallowed it all As he seasoned each lie better each time The delicious taste of deceit on her taste buds Never tasted sweeter, than when he spoon fed her Sometimes, she would choke trying to swallow But of…
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Love don’t live here anymore
In the midst of laughter And three drinks, thereafter She looked me dead in the eyes Before throwing her head back hysterically She took a sip and shook her head As if to say, “oh no silly girl” Before uttering the words “Love don’t live here anymore”
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Happy Mother’s Day
As we celebrate Mother’s Day today, I would like to dedicate my acrostic poem to all of the mothers. To all of the Haitian mothers, my mother included, who get to celebrate Mother’s Day twice, Happy American Mother’s Day to you all…until May 28th!
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If the walls could talk
If the walls could talk They would tell stories Of my dirty little secrets Subjecting me to judgement For my vices If the walls could talk They would shed light On my negative traits Bearing my weaknesses in the open Breaking me down in embarrassment If the walls could talk They would reveal My unstable…
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The Forbidden Fruit
Scrumptious, the forbidden fruit Soft to the touch Appetizing to the eyes Intoxicating to breathe in Melts in the mouth Addictive from the first bite As sweet nectar touch the taste buds Melting on the tongue A flow of the succulent fruit Satiated from licking the last drop Juiciest fruit hidden in the jungle Will…
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Traveling Down Memory Lane
Insane… A slain heart with no restrain Traveling down memory lane Or a sane mind enchain Holding on to hope in vain All that remains is the stain When hope has begun to wane Marking the memories of the pain Leaving behind feelings of disdain
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Alone, but not lonely
In a world That thrives on social connections I became secluded Antisocial and weird They call it I gained self-awareness Who dares to be alone? And therefore, lonely I found happiness In search for validation The actual self suffers I fell in love with me For, you can’t truly love others Until you love yourself…
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Until I
I did not, until yesterday I have not, until today I wait not, until tomorrow I may not, until I should I dare not, until I must I cannot, until I did I thrive not, until I do
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Move Your Feet
Life is a dance floor Your passion is the music Sing the wishes in your heart Move to the beat of your own dreams Dance like nobody is watching Choreograph your own dance moves Take as many steps as you want In as many directions you choose Don’t worry about being off-beat Just get lost…
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Tracks to your Heart
Lucky, I feel Watching the layers peel back Uncovering the beautiful mystery Hidden deep inside From my eyes, the tears slowly escape Blurring my vision for a purpose Inviting me to feel the energy Connecting me to the soul Giving me the courage and trust To travel on the tracks to your heart Until I…
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