Poetry Contest Submission: "Soul Mate" - a poem written by Tarrance Branch

Soul Mate

Another rime?

It's about another time,

another night,

another day is gone of bright.

Another bill?

A dollar that I must reveal,

I feel a chill,

the "could" is giving me the ill's,

I have to go,

but yet I think I'm gonna stay,

she wants me now,

so yes we had to run away,

the girl was smart,

she has a decent sided heart,

a pretty smile,

can make a nigga walk a mile.

just to see her face,

I mean the girl is not a waste.

Who takes her place?

You're holding hands when at the Taste,

but she's your baby,

for ever, ever, ever? 

Maybe...

she's got me crazy,

because she's more than just a lady, 

my soul mate, 

 I tell you that she's more than great,

like five lakes,

and when I meet her I can't wait! 

But did I meet her?

Or did I let her slip away?

The girl was could,

could as my city I can say,...

this was deep, 

deep as the ocean past the creek,

I go to sleep,

wake up to sounds her rested beat!

So what's the matter?

Maybe I'm tweaking, nothing's wrong!

I ride around, 

thinking of never going home,

but it's a phase,

and maybe you then, had the blaze,

I walk away...

but tomorrow's yet to stay. 

Poetry Contest Submission : " Who Are You? " - a poem written by Dejah Mcgrew-Stephens

Who Are You?

A world of destruction behind those eyes...

Whose tongue with words cut sharper than knives. 

But you shed a past of pain, darkness, and lies,

I wonder...who are you?

Father, mother, sister, brother...

Do I want to dig any further?

Who are you?

Child reborn unto the sand,

An untold story just began,

& simply want those to understand,

who are you?

Your apart of this world that was created.

A presence so powerful it was belated.

A knowledge so unknown that it seemed outdated...

But I know who you are,

You're a sense of imagination,

That produces a tone of gratification,

That makes me say "thank God we made it!" 

Poetry Contest Submission: "Black" - a poem written by Keisha A.

Black 

We are born into a world that automatically hate us.

We are black people.

Ancestors of Africans and grandchildren of rapists.

You see... they freed us physically, 

but left our minds in cages.

Racism no longer lives under white sheets,

 but instead in the hearts of black faces.

Divisions of hue separate us.

Beauty measured not by brains, not by heart, but by tones and textures.

Dark skinned little girls praying for lighter complexions.

Didn’t know then, but now I know better.

How can I expect God to deliver to me sins of the devil?

Brainwashed into thinking that I was wasn’t good enough,

 but that was before I discovered what beauty really was.

B. Beyond because you are beautiful beyond a complexion.

E. Every. Every time you look in the mirror love your reflection.

A. Amazing in every sense of the word.

U. Unified from the most precious things on earth.

T. Trust. Always trust and know your worth.

Y. You for you are black and beau-ti-ful.

And wherever you go I want you to know……

BLACK girls who are brown and who are light are still black and equal as one, but brown girls are

special because they get more kisses from the sun ;).

Poetry Contest Submission: "Rape Culture" - a poem written by Kween K

Rape Culture 

We live in a world where rape culture is idolized...

But tell that to the broad who got her innocence taken from her...

First, when she was 14 by a boy who was 4 years older than her,

and then two more times by a men who attacked her while she was in a drunken state...

Rape culture is idolized...

But tell that to the little boy who's mother's boyfriend came to his room in the still of the night,

ravaging in his body everyday for 12 years, since he was 5 years old....

Rape culture is idolized...

But y'all blame it on the victims...

saying "Her skirt was too short"

"She drank too much vodka "

"She danced too nasty"

"He smoked too much weed"

"He should've fought back"

"She was too innocent"

"B*tches know what they be doing"

"She's a hoe for getting drunk like that "

"It's YOUR fault"

Rape culture is idolized...

Until it happens to Your girlfriend. 

Your sister. Your cousin. 

Your mother. Your daughter. 

Rape culture is idolized...

But when will enough be enough?

When will we stop idolizing it and  realize it's NOT okay?

Poetry Contest Submission: The Past of Pain - a poem written by Dominque Conston

The Past of Pain

It's all said but not done.

Helpless and lost as one. 

Searching for the light that shines in the dark.

Clueless, in a world of so many.

Praying and hoping that it all gets washed away.

The life of becoming a stray.

Trying to communicate but nothing answers.

Pleading the case but nothing matters.

Yeah, the mind knows.

Simplifying the process, slowing down the progress.

Maybe you'll guess...

Unidentified lonely steps, becoming one who regrets.

What's worse? He who forgets.

Forgotten in a place that consists of hypocrites.

Idiots, who put lives in danger of the innocence.

But in a sense, it makes sense...

The people, the population, specified by location, struggling, praying it doesn't get taken.

Oriented by culture, the few, the tortured, homeless and less fortunate.

Defiance in a whole.

The abundance in a soul, which seeks drugs and abuses, becoming cold and useless.

Lets optimize that...

Imagine life on a mountain,

Where alcohol becomes a fountain of inspiration,

And drugs become useful medication instead of someone's sweet temptation.

Call it an odd examination, but it's no test, when it's written and laminated. 

Falsified information is what you see.

Description for the blind.

So what's the key?

Faith, in most cases.

No matter your religion or belief.

No more stressing, you determine what you're destined.

Life's written, just read your lesson.

Poetry Contest Submission: RnR Mixed with RnB - a poem by Kimberly Gail

"RnR Mixed with RnB"

Check out this poem titled "RnR Mixed with RnB" and decide if you'd like to vote for Kimberly in the AntiWeak poetry contest!

National Poetry Month Contest!!!

National Poetry Month!

For those interested in submitting a poem for the AntiWeak contest, the rules go as follows:

• Each person is allowed to submit more than one poem to the blog
• ONLY ONE POEM CAN BE SUBMITTED INTO THE ACTUAL CONTEST
• The deadline for submissions is Monday, April 22nd. 
• The official contest winner will be announced at the end of April 

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