Poetry: Multi-Syllable Criminal
Posted on 29. Nov, 2009 by Broadband in Education, Poetry
Description: 6′8 mixed race; Police have distaste for his face, he’s labelled a mixed-race shit face, whose morals are misplaced and a disgrace to his race, they vow to handle his case and put him in his place
I wouldn’t take this from these racists but lets face it, the guy’s a rapist who takes kids, [...]
Poetry
Posted on 10. Nov, 2009 by Natasha C in Education, Poetry
I sit here alone and wonder why,
I see people suffering, broken and wanting to die,
its a harsh truth which we face every day,
that this life is to suffer we’re not here to stay,
in my room at night I cry out to God pleading from my soul to see a ray of his light,
to see his [...]
Poetry: In Search Of..
Posted on 26. Oct, 2009 by admin in Education, Poetry
In Search Of,
Unanswered questions,
That stand the test of time,
Maybe in the next life time,
I’ll have someone to call mine
In this crazy journey called life,
My chosen place,
Has no resting destination,
I need to find the pace,
To rest this ailing heart.
I’m going around in circles,
Retracing the footsteps.
I’m trapped in this cycle
Of understood misconceptions
I’m travelling through emotions
Of distant relations.
I [...]
Poetry: SHE
Posted on 26. Oct, 2009 by admin in Education, Poetry
She is.
the girl that looks at you
Tiger eyes
Jaded heart.
Seduction.Destruction
She hides her flaws
the claws
of a panther
The deeper she goes,
The more you bleed
Purity flows from her mouth
But Her words, Her words
her woes, the sorrows,
a vivid visage
of her sins,
sordid sweaty scenes
Weeds,
poison she sells to your soul
And you buy it
Because
She promises
To make you a man
She claims to know you
But [...]
Poetry: The “Plight” Of A Black Man
Posted on 13. Oct, 2009 by Broadband in Education, Poetry
The Innocence bestowed in a newborn is overshadowed by the guilty pleads of it’s emerging haters,
The child of colour is ironically simplified as a figure of darkness by a few the day it is born,
Not their fault, they are catapaulted into a world where obstacles are made harder because of the colour of their skin,
The [...]
BLACK HISTORY MONTH (Poetry): Moment In Time
Posted on 06. Oct, 2009 by admin in Education, Poetry
Written By Caroline Gbolade
I am the weeks, I am the months, I am the years that have gone by. I am the days, hours, minutes, and seconds, that each day beckons. I am my fore fathers and my ancestors, whose memories will live on throughout my soul a story be told, of a moment in [...]
Poetry: Father Figure
Posted on 05. Oct, 2009 by Broadband in Education, Poetry
I Figure a Father Figure is one who does more than bring home Further Figures. In Fact A Father Figure is A Figure of speech; for fathers unlike our forefathers have the power of four fathers and so are more than just one figure.
I Figure a Father Figure is determined by the two definitions of [...]
Poetry: Electrified
Posted on 24. Aug, 2009 by Cheryl Frances in Education, Poetry
My Medulla Oblongata is electrified, or my mind is on fire…filled with thoughts, images and sounds that should really take me higher…but they don’t.
Instead they often bewilder me, twisting and tangling the wires inside me, taking me on flights of fantasy…only to throw me back down to reality…with a thud.
All day, every day, sparks fly, [...]
Poetry: Scented Warmth
Posted on 18. Aug, 2009 by Cheryl Frances in Poetry
I breathe in your secrets,
Soft as angel wings, Cold like infant death,
And my heart aches.
A little too soon and…
You slip into my leather notebook,
Smooth as wine from promised dusk.
Brush…Your skin against mine,
Tender like sacred fingers.
Hold…Your eyes inline with mine,
Adorned with ribbons,
Each one telling a lie.
I move onto you.
You shed yourself of musky cotton,
But you’re still [...]
Poetry: Electric Relaxation
Posted on 11. Aug, 2009 by Broadband in Poetry
I Press Play and lay back in Electric Relaxation,
All Eyez on Me, as I zone out with no Reasonable Doubt
that these Words and Sounds will take me to Where I Wanna Be,
All necessary thoughts are confined to this serene state of mind
as the similes and metaphors of each lyric “Outcast” my “Common”
visions to the “Far [...]
