Poem: A Romantic love Poetry

Written by empressjournee

Photo credit: Carolyn V

If I could write a romantic love poetry,

I would dedicate it to you Black and White oppressors—despised the lies,

To tell you how I admire the way you speak, walk, play the wealth game, so graciously:

You inspire me to be somewhat like you—a genius, strong, brilliant, efficient, powerful and wise:

You have opened my eyes that my color is insignificant, no matter the lies, without support, wealth,

I’ll be assigned to a place that haunts me, repeatedly, reminding me of my greatest fear—being poor,

And the many souls that were genocide: If I could write you a romantic poetic love letter,

Black and white oppressors, I would thank you—that you’ve, allowed me to see my path and touched my broken

heart, an illusion, I had, that true love was here to stay; But it was only in my head—a fairy tale I once read:

You tore down my ego, and woke me up to face the truth, of my ignorance that there is no me without you:

You’ve push me to see the depths of my greatest self, and allowed me to reconnect, to the black soil of my sacred

Universe, The Divine Essence—The Ancient Mother, the lover of my soul,

That corrects, instruct and guide me back, to the truth of my roots—my birthright:

If I could write a romantic love letter, without a tear, my Black and White oppressors,

To live amongst you, as difficult as it may be—for me,

I know now, I have to be obedient, humble, wise and discreet,

For there are players that live and know the street, don’t care about boundaries,

When hunger strike, they are looking for fresh meat; roll a dice, work, hustle;

Starve, sell your soul, find away, they don’t care who can’t take the heat,

in a land that is rich—the home and the free: One must be swift and wise!!

Empress Journee


About the author


I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College (M.E.C.); mother of three, grandmother and great grand. I love to read great books and listen to podcasts that uplift my consciousness; sharing historical view of the different shades of color, the various culture, the way we all are connected, the musical genius throughout the world and the works that are done to help us tap into ourselves and know that we are worthy. I also love to write poetry and sing. There was a moment that now phase in another aspiration of my life, I felt singing was a forum—a path to take, that helps to voice, express my thoughts, in time where I was struggling, battling something I did not understand and what I was going through; feeling unsupportive. Although, there was some support, especially from my love ones, the challenges I faced was mostly internal.
I am so grateful for the grace I have been given to be able to write my poetic thoughts, that is my freedom. I was a part of a journey that taught me lessons and motivate me that preparation is a must to face a world that may not be ready for a new rising star. Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry. I especially wanted to give honor to my mother who is no longer in the physical, as well as my natural father for the knowledge of health before he departed from this planet. Also, I would like to thank you my supporter for being on this journey with me even at times when the journey seems unclear. May we appreciate the blessings that has been given to us, as we continue to soar, as we reach a place of true jubilee.
Empress Journee