Tag Archive | Poetry

Lines of Time…

old, beautiful, aging, life cycle

With each engraved wrinkle

that time etched on

she lost her youthful looks

but never her twinkle.

Her beauty’s matured

as her heart’s nurtured

the canvas of lines of time

stories of a precious lifetime.

 

Our beauty stays with us irrespective of how old and wrinkled we become. We only become a much more beautiful and limited edition 😉

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One shot, Two shots…

firearm, revolver, bullets, gun, shooting

one shot,

two shots,

three shots

… twenty more 

target is down,

and he’s stone cold dead.

 

A life is lost,

a son is gone,

a brother is taken,

a husband is no more,

a father is killed,

a friend is dead

the list goes on…

 

To them,

he’s just another

disposable black man.

His phone,

a weapon

that struck fear

in their hearts.

How is it that a black man can be killed in his own backyard where even his phone is mistaken as a weapon. He’s riddled with enough bullets to take a small army, yet serial killers get taken peacefully, living at the expense of taxpayers and they get to have their day in court?

America, you are pathetic!

weapon, gun violence, mass shooting, America, Poetry

Please save your thoughts and prayers
for they no longer count

These empty thoughts and prayers
only exacerbates the mind

Please keep the gun barrels rolling
for they are worth more than children’s lives

Lives you proclaim to value in the womb
yet assaulted for the price of ridiculous guns

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Can you hear the silent cries of little children
hidden in cupboards, under desks and mortified in fear

There’s so much blood flowing freely
leaving stains that no one can ever mop up

Yet you stand on your podiums
and proclaim non-existent freedom and rights

where are the rights of these young ones
who can never go home anymore?

Jacqueline

#Americasomethingishorriblywrong
#Americayouarepathetic

 

Stifle…

Imagination, Creativity, Poems

you cut my tongue

 took it to the morgue

 to stifle my words;

you chopped my fingers

 burnt them to cinders

to bridle my vigour;

yet my thoughts

cease to staunch

from fluttering out

©

Jacqueline

Excerpt from my work-in-progress poetry book 3 – Check out Unbridled

Wedded Bliss…

Romantic, Couple, Rainbow, Poetry

 

 

 

 

We undulate to the hum of the night breeze
our bodies in sync with time and rhythm
our eyes hold on to each other for endless moments.

We’re caught in the euphoria of wedded bliss,
where everything melts away into oblivion
we are caught in our own whole new world
where what matters is just you and I.

©

Jacqueline

Daily Post – undulate

image credit – pexels

I See Through You…

person, eyes, woman, face

The veil before my eyes are torn,
now, I truly see your colours in high definition.

The thing is that you never hid them,
‘cos you let them show.

The fault is all mine,
‘cos I spent ages repainting you,

with the hope that my dabs of love
would soften the horridness,

but no amount of glitter I place on you
can hide your ugly sides;

now, I withdraw my paintbox,
I’m done with you.

© Jacqueline

#whenitsdoneitsdone, #stopsugarcoating, #sometimeswehurtourselves, #iseethroughyou

The Daily Post – Torn