I'm a poet.
My black is immortal- It’s spiritual. My melanin mysticism will gather all; And when it leads unbelievers to evangelistic wars,
By Jasmine Anderson4 years ago in Poets
I’m not as well read as I want to be. I find it hard to finish a few words to Leo Tolstoy’s sublime pieces, and sometimes I stare cluelessly at Gerard’s perfectly written sonnets -
The majestic ambience of the blue skies are becoming nothing more than color. The soothing cadence of the birds translate to an aggressive conversation.
