Tamika Finley : Writing

Why Stay?

Why Stay?

A Poem by Tamika Finley


You've become something more to me,something more than green grass,clear glass,pretty smiles,dressed with style,you've become something much more grea..
Essence

Essence

A Poem by Tamika Finley


Essence.When you think of Essence, what do you picture?When I think of Essence I visualize a sour but sweet picture.A young, yellow, girl who likes to..
Love songs and poems

Love songs and poems

A Poem by Tamika Finley


You've probably grown sick,tired,and bored..of these love songs,and poems..but what else am I to write..when this love feels so right?As if the univer..
Stressed

Stressed

A Poem by Tamika Finley


Allow me to rage on..This business they put us in..Is bringing the stress on.I can't think straight..Or eat right..Or laugh at all.Most times I want t..
September 23, 2015

September 23, 2015

A Story by Tamika Finley


Josh, my brother, asked me to go to the mall with him today.I usually don't like to go to the mall. Too many people.. Too much going on around me for ..
Drunken Thoughts

Drunken Thoughts

A Poem by Tamika Finley


When I wake in the morning..With no memory of tonight's events..Should I take that in a negative light or positive?Because, yes..I would like to forge..
September 11, 2015

September 11, 2015

A Story by Tamika Finley


"I had nothing to do with 9/11,I've never even heard of an Osama Bin Laden before then,I'm just as hurt as the other American residents,I lost an uncl..
Hey there Kyle

Hey there Kyle

A Poem by Tamika Finley


Hey there Kyle..I like your dimples when you smile..And how it's so easy for you to make people laugh..The sense of style that you possess..Never unde..
Not My Mother

Not My Mother

A Poem by Tamika Finley


When you're bullied before you're in middle school..And you're afraid to leave females around your significant other before high school..And they're a..
"You're so kind."

"You're so kind."

A Poem by Tamika Finley


The smiles..The small talk..The "Thank you"s.."Please"sAnd "Your'e welcome"s..The genuine gestures..The politeness in my voice..When I would speak to ..