Monday, February 18, 2013

happy valentines day

i didnt realize how much i put you off.
how much you gave me the opportunity to do right
but i chose not to.
You gave me the will power to for give but i chose not to.
i can not explain how much I need you.
i wish we could just start all over again.
i will for get if you will
and hopefully in due time i can communicate with you like a best friend

i just miss the days we actually were in the same time and space
i miss the loving moments especially the smile on your face
i can not recall what you look like even with this picture to fill the void
im sorry i left you and i hope we can get to know each other again

I love you and miss you happy birthday on this sweet valentines day.

old poetry

this is a video of me last year inspired by my father who is locked up behind bars.

I wanted to breathe and release the tension that i had absorbed so long ago.  I am a poet, I am an artist I am Imani.

abuse

i never realized i myself was being abused
I just though it was love and i was amused
But i  am suffering from a lack of passion
and missing  the image statement of fashion

I feel empty when i am full
and when the room is full I feel alone
My best friend doesn't know the story
and probably doesn't care to carry
carry a conversation
when it is me that needs the fixing

I am always a friend to others
but who is a friend to me
I need the people I love in my life
and i refuse to see love to tight

tight around my arms hurt around my shoulders
un able to breathe because i am having a panic attack
thats not love
i can't explain my emotions in words but im trying
trying to save myself with words from abuse of the unheard
 he yelled repeatedly and i yelled back he was ready to let me go
and know i know that im tsick of the pain screaming and yelling
I want more for myself so now i as you please let me out of this thing called abuse
because i dont want to be amused and im sick of being confused

its not love itis hate
and i refuse another date
you were nice in the beginning
only to fall short in the end

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

notitle


 I appreciate you copying a poem from a website that makes your thoughts come to life.
I just wanted to here your thoughts your voice not the voice of some one else.
  I appreciate the thought of poetry from another person but i never wanted that to be an issue.
 i love you and appreciate what you do for me.
 i  have heard your heart and feel that we should start
a new beginning instead
from the lips of imani whitaker
further than far
i know exactly who you are.
it is unfair to see your love one down
expecially when you want to see them up.
i love when you where living and here
and now it seems you are never around
 You call and you write me and that's what I asked
But i need more is it too much to ask
you did it before and now there is no more
I wanted what you have given me from the start
never have i had to cry silently to myself about the disappointment
in  myself and in you
but what about the innocent that is in your shoes
I can't believe i have fallen so low
not to have the will power to get up out of my cycle.
i love you and i care beyond the moon.
But time will tell..I hope soon

i want to have faith that we will work.
but the stress just keeps building and building.
I need fresh are and i don't me there
not here  not any where
I need a new begining and if you want you can join
but i want the life i asked for
The joy the laughter the tears not the pain
Happiness doesn't last for ever, but joy does.

Im tired  i tired of the unessesary arguments