Reflection(Lune Style Poem)

Ebb & Flow (Haiku)

Ebb & Flow

Our mood vast cross- currents

Enfold, Stir, Swell, Bend, Dip, Whirling Flux

Rippling tides of immature Emotions.

™BrownChild

Ebb & Flow

Ebb & Flow

Our mood vast cross- currents

Enfold, Stir, Swell, Bend, Dip, Whirling Flux

Rippling tides of immature Emotions.

™BrownChild

Flippant Alibi

Flippant Alibi(Limerick style)

He feeling some type of way.

By what I had to say.

What narrative will I spin.

What tattle can I tell.

What omissions won’t I convey. 

™BrownChild

Unrequited

Unrequited 

He hoped to be her next.

She longing for the past,

Prying her Ex.

New, next don’t last.

™BrownChild

Discern Indication

Discern Indication(lune style)

Questioning now, whom you are 

Because then you

Didn’t know who He was

™BrownChild

Last Goodbye

Last Goodbye

"Stop worrying, we'll be fine.." 
"I know girl.. I know.." 
Like that the dreams were gone. Like always the dreams were the same. Casha didn't know why she was having these dreams of her mother. Whom had passed away four years earlier. The dreams seem to always be short and foggy. Casha never remembers the beginning or the end. All that she can recall when fully conscious.
Are those words. Her mother said to her, right before she died. 
"I know girl.. I know.. I know."
Were the words Casha thought she heard her mother say. 
Casha has never been sure. Since the doctors and her siblings.
Swear Casha's mother expired at 11:29p.m.
However Casha for serval months after their mother's death. 
Swore their mother had stood next to her at 11:32p.m. 
In front of the vending machine. Both being pickie with the variet...

Matters of the Heart

Matters of the heart

No matter how many tears I cry.

No matter how many times I ask God why?

My tears wont bring you back to me.

My prayers wont take us back to how it use to be.

Sometime I forget and call out your name.

Some days are good some days, I can hardly bare this this pain.

Days when I can not clear my mind.

Nights I search for sleep I can not find.

You were my anchor, now my heart so heavy.

This pain weighs me down.

I wish you were not taken from me..

I wish we could go back to what it use to be.

™BrownChild

Divided State

Divided State

Ashy skin, knotty naps

Clothes made out of

Burlap sacks.

Rice fields- filled

With whipped backs.

Built riches and wealth

for outsiders, Interlopers.

Who allied in arms with those 

they shackled.

To separate from the the 

Crown that owned the keys to their chains.

Instead of a beautiful Reconstruction.

Arrogant ignorance took hold.

Using infiltration 

Generations of African descendants 

are plagued by separation.

As valuable as pure Gold

Cane Sugar, Tobacco and Human Cargo

Sustained a foothold.

™BrownChild

Granted

Granted

Want it, yet afraid 

just when I’m happy.

It will all be taken away.

Do

What I want out weigh 

what I need?

Will

My intent justify the impact

other than I could face?

Can

What I wish be dealt to

me in the worse way?

OR

Will it lead me to one day 

say, what I wanted wasn’t for 

me in the first place?

™BrownChild

Vex(Lyrics)

Vex

Want to

Kick, cry and scream 

Got to go need to leave..

Your driving me crazy, insane

Feels like, all the air

You steal from me..

Sometimes make it hard to breathe

Want to kick, cry and scream..

Feels like all the air

You steal from me..

Make it so hard to breathe 

Let me be..

â„¢BrownChild