Cries

Cries

A Poem by peacebeyondpassion


 

 

I cry the forsaken cry
Obatala
I deny.

Oshun
Leads me to her
Rivers.
I am dismissed with
Creative bliss.

I cry the forsaken cry
Oya
Changes the wind
Thunder claps
I let out a sigh.

Crumbles does my life
When you deny.
Oggun I think you are
Hide if you must
Honey from my lips
Draws you into this
Bliss...
Creative
Reflective
Futility and indolence
Dismissed.

------------©Sheenae Westmoreland

© 2008 peacebeyondpassion


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Added on June 11, 2008

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peacebeyondpassion
peacebeyondpassion

Birmingham, AL



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I have been writing since I have been able to spell. Over the years I've taken my own tone, gathered my own thoughts about life, love and the pursuit of happiness. What I feel I either write it down.. more..

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