I aspire to be a poet who can relate to many through my work of art.
My Beautiful Woman Skin I see male faces in different spaces Frowns and torment conforming to their despair I stare upon their eyes and find myself lost within their souls
By Shemya Wilson5 years ago in Poets
I loved I loved a man and he didn’t love me back And ooouuu I loved him hard I gave him all my light I smiled I laughed
When I have my daughter she’ll know She won’t contemplate Or be confused She won’t question Or fear she’ll lose She’ll know
