Memory of my playmates
teasing, running chasing me
and there was one
stand out whom I found
beautiful
so i loved to wait at
the window for his presence
his smile, his eyes, capture me
so i love to wait
outside by the bushes to see him
and we chase each other
playing fun games
until my heart say, he is the one
for me, so i told him
and that day, he kissed me
where the air was fresh
and for the sun to see
and I got happy forgetting
my playmates, my best friend,
forgotten me,
then he did a 360 degree
on me when I told him
my womb carries his image
he disappear, he left me
and the pain of his absence
made me, not be me===I was abandon
from his presence, left with out
hope, left alone to mourn, as I weep
asking the Universe to bring him
home to me, there I began to feel
death within me, memory of my playmates
in Queens.
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empressjournee
This bio will be short. I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College. Mother of three and grandmother. I love to read and write poetry.
To those who have been a great support in reading my website and those who just came across this poetry this will be the ending of my poetic journey for now. I hope there will be a new chapter in my life that will be a success and inspired people to be far better in their thoughts, words and deeds. I am working on myself and it’s been hard.... yet I am getting there. When I began my poetry, I felt so deeply inspired. Now when I write I just write (feeling burned out of all that has occurred and is occurring) and I am feeling as if my poetry isn’t moving in the manner that I feel it should because I have not place myself in a position to be active reading my poetry at live venues for my own personal reason. I wanted to thank those who took the time to read my poetry especially my love ones. Thank you for being on the journey with me. Peace and blessings.
Empress Journee