My stomach is touching my back. I haven't eaten in days. I'm sitting in class not able to concentrate. My mama is never home, she say money is to be made. My dad went out for food, that's been years now. My mama many boyfriends like to touch and feel. I tried telling my mama but she don't give a damn. I made up in my mind, this isn't the life I want to live forever. I'm determined to make something of myself. I'm hungry for success. No lights, sleepless nights due to hunger pain is my motivation. I want to eat steak and lobster one day. I'm tired of seeing men go upside my mother, my aunt, my grandmother's heads. Lord I want to be the one to break the cycle. My friends call me lame because I prefer to hit the library than a club, faded out in a book than on some drugs, cherish my body than let some little boy have as his personally use. I refuse to live in the ghetto all my life, I deserve better than this. My education is my way out this mess. The sky is the limit. My dreams are endless. I see my face in the moon. I see my future accomplishments in the clouds. I close my eyes forgetting the world I live now, picturing only success. My ambition never rest.
Phenomenal Paris
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The Immortal Wize says: Success does not sleep nor eat...don't you give up on your dream. |
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Phenomenal Paris says: Wise words.. Thank you |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Phenomenal Paris
SheHer hair was part of her nature and soft as a cloud. Radiant like the sun. What a beautiful glow she beholds? The earth bows at her feet. For she is a mighty Queen. She brings light into darkness as if she is a descendant of the moon. She stand tall and strong side by side with the trees. Yet, she lays with the flowers because she too, is fragile and sweet. She is a gift from Heaven to Earth. She is the essence of life.  |
Angry Black WomanI am an angry black woman because I do not I will not tolerate disrespect I think I am all of that because I refuse to settle for less I am under valued unappreciated The most hated Yet the most imitated Seen as intimidating My strength make me a b××ch For I rather stand up before I ever lay down to be f××ked without consent by this world ever again I wear my crown proudly unapologetically I refuse to live by the image society painted of me Yelling, I AM QUEEN my throne will never again be stripped away from me I will forever protect my king that's just the soldier in me I am a Goddess that's just the God within me I am strong I am intellectual I am inspiration I am nourishing I am the blessing from Heaven placed on the earth to birth the g... |
Know Your WorthSilly, silly girls blinded by the images painted by the world believing Photoshop is the new beautiful bad es get chose not knowing bad es are place on a leash until he feels like throwing her a bone
Half a man is better than no man at all Becoming just an object Reducing your standards for the guys with no standards Providing him with all of you just to be used for his pleasure
Know your worth You are a Queen place on this Earth to be loved, cherished, and nourished by a King Make him fight for a spot in your heart never allow him to steal it.
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Spiritually ConnectedMy body, he wants me to submit. He takes this as rejection, and negligence.
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BitternessI don't want to be bitter because of my past. I want to be able to love, trust and forgive. I don't want to be on the defense everytime someone new cross my path. I want to be the loving woman deep down inside, I am. The woman that was once lost and broken at the hands of men. I want this bitterness to end. I want my healing process to begin. I want God to give me peace. I want to be free of all the things that's weighting me down. I want to be happy and not fake a smile. I no longer want to feel like I'm dying but living again. I lost myself, I want to find Paris again. I want to conquer this bitterness. |
RESPECTYou blab about respect, respect, show me some respect. What for? You don't respect yourself! You call yourself a bitc#, a hoe, you let the world know, you the baddest, on Instagram in your throng or panties. Respect is a gift, not something to be demanded. People go by what you put on display, so who fault is it, you was labeled a hoe? Dude want to be treated like a respectable man. Yet every time people see you, you're sagging below your a$$, your hand on your d!ck, you can't even use a proper sentence. So you mad when classified as a thug. Take a really good look at how you carry yourself. Stop belittling yourself, trying to impress! Learn to self love, then will come self respect. Before you expect to have respect, first analyze yourself! |
Get Your Act Right!!!I'm scared to bring kids into this world. People smoking to make a fashion statement. Everybody want to be a thug, not educated. The club is the new church, everybody getting their twerking on. Paying $100 for a pair of jeans, $200 for a bundle of weave. A victim of material things. More focused on buying the latest Jay 's, less concern if the rent is pay. This world is so pathetic. Our minds, are omitted! To ignorance we submit it! People when are you going to pay attention! Wake the hell up! No one is going to help us but us! Stop blaming society for your f*ck ups. Take responsibility for your wealth. Stop looking for hand outs. Dang, aren't you tired of being assed out? I think your brains been whacked out! Stop trying to ball out! No time to be in these streets wildin out. IT'S TIME TO GET OUR ACT RIGHT! |
AmbitionMy stomach is touching my back. I haven't eaten in days. I'm sitting in class not able to concentrate. My mama is never home, she say money is to be made. My dad went out for food, that's been years now. My mama many boyfriends like to touch and feel. I tried telling my mama but she don't give a damn. I made up in my mind, this isn't the life I want to live forever. I'm determined to make something of myself. I'm hungry for success. No lights, sleepless nights due to hunger pain is my motivation. I want to eat steak and lobster one day. I'm tired of seeing men go upside my mother, my aunt, my grandmother's heads. Lord I want to be the one to break the cycle. My friends call me lame because I prefer to hit the library than a club, faded out in a book than on some drugs, cherish my body than let some little boy have as his personally use. I refuse to live in the ghetto all my life, I deserve better than this. My education is my way out this mess. The sky is the limit. My dreams are en... |
I am not ashamed... I am BlackI guess I'm not black. Because my a$s not fat. Have long colorful weave down my back. My hair don't have naps. My skin is lighter than the average. I rather eat a burrito than fried chicken and watermelon. I don't have a poor education. My sentences do not constant of profanity. I have graduated High School and a College degree in pursuit. I rather work before collecting welfare checks. Why must you be offended when there is a book in my hand? What's wrong, never saw a black person read before? Surely, I'm must be a mixed breed. I once shown a teacher a photo of my family and me. The first thing she asked, "Are you adopted?" Why are people so stereotypic? Why must all black people have dark skin? Why must I love greasy food? Why must I be ghetto and loud mouth? Why must we all be poor, living off the government? Why is it so hard to believe? This is me! This is me! My predecessors were bought here in chains. My people fight for their rights. My people always b... |
Oh Right... You are SavedI love it when people turn a new leaf, then start passing judgment towards me. You shouldn't be shackin up with a man, you shouldn't do this or that. One thing about me, I live life the way I see please. God knows my heart, He isn't done with me just yet. I am a working progress. Sometimes I do things I shouldn't do, act a certain way, I have a reckless mouth. I don't try to cover up the truth. This is who I am. These Christian people sometimes trip me out. Acting like they have it all together, forgetting who they were 5 years ago, better yet 5 minutes ago. They are the main ones in the church falling out saying, Oh thank you Lord, when church over they are gossiping with their friends. Oh right but you're saved. You never sin, you been holy all your life. Oh now all of a sudden, you have an opinion on my way of living, must I mention, the type of lifestyle I was raised into? Do you need a reality check? I would gladly point out all the things that were around, that shouldn't surro... |