Eddie Phillips : Writing

The Female Form

The Female Form

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


She is sculpted by the divine
Plight of the Obssessed

Plight of the Obssessed

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


It is not easy to admit when you are obsessed.It is scary to realize that you are a slave to a person's requests.You long for their smile and the ener..
The Emotional Cost of Lust

The Emotional Cost of Lust

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


Don't engage if you can't pay the cost
COMPLY! COMPLY! COMPLY!

COMPLY! COMPLY! COMPLY!

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


You can comply and still die!
The Good Son

The Good Son

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


Just being good isn't quite enough!
In The Darkness of Love

In The Darkness of Love

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


The mind is tortured when love is dark and pitiless.
Social Anger of the Black Poetic Mind

Social Anger of the Black Poetic Mind

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


I feel we should all be tired of losing our children to these evil streets.We should all be sick of the heartache that makes mothers scream and father..
Blood Ties

Blood Ties

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


HelloI know you see me.I am the b*****d you ignore every day.I am the progeny of your Granddaddies.My ancestors were used and thrown away.Our mutual G..
You Meant The World To Me

You Meant The World To Me

A Poem by Eddie Phillips


I spoke with a man that lost his wife and this poem came out of me.

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