by Lala
I hold onto the railing
While I look into sky
Thinking about my life
Seeing it through black and white
Seem worried What would I say to God?
Taking my time
to heaven
28 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
in Poetry
by Lala
I hold onto the railing
While I look into sky
Thinking about my life
Seeing it through black and white
Seem worried What would I say to God?
Taking my time
to heaven
24 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
in Poetry Tags: poems, poetry, waiting
By Niki Robergethe
From the Women Moving Forward Program
She
who sits
in the warmth of the sunlight
while no one else is there
cool dark shadows linger
the sunlight reflects off her fiery red hair
looking out the window
for a glimmer of hope
she continues to wait
the sunlight reflects of her fiery red hair
looking out the window
for a glimmer of hope
she continues to wait
sunlight reflects off her fiery red hair
looking out the window
for a glimmer of hope
she continues to wait
24 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
By Shanci Boyce
From the Women Moving Forward Program
Black & White
Try my life
Call me what you want imma make it
You don’t know what I been through
Scary trees no leaves
Eyes are dark face is screwed
24 Feb 2011 2 Comments
in Poetry Tags: identity, poetry, Women Moving Forward
By: Georgina Ontiveros-Ruiz
From Women Moving Forward
I am
I am my mirror, deep and square
I see it blank, an empty space
It looks so cold,
It looks so strange
Its light so dim,
Its face so pale…
I am hungry for knowledge
To empower myself
A place to belong
Where I feel I’m safe,
Where I feel accepted
Despite imperfections
I am eating a cake of protection.
I am my dignity,
I am my freedom
I hide my secrets, my life
Inside this rock you cannot have
I am a pink quartz
With lots of heart
Whose soul you cannot scar.
I am my grandma’s house,
Where I grew up
So warm and loving
My place to hide
Myself, my life…
I am the sea,
An endless ocean
Fulfilled with tears
Where I hide my pain,
Where I hide my fear.
10 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
New single by Erykah Badu from the New Amerykah Part II: Return of the Ankh album
08 Feb 2011 1 Comment
in Drama, Poetry Tags: drama, hennessy, monologue, poetry, writing
by Amahnee
The memories tracing my skin disguise themselves
as your fingertips. When I lick my lips
I taste stale Hennessy-stained kisses,
like bitter grains of sugar,
and wonda
how long before the sweat of your flesh
no longer chokes me? Your phantom smile,
that playground grin of mischief,
still lingers in the shadows.
My breath smells of your promises,
the ones you whispered into my lungs like smoke.
I still cough up the blackened, unfulfilled hopes
and spit childhood dreams unto dirty concrete streets,
pretty rings and first kisses chasing the gutter.
Mommi always said, ‘watch yuhself.’
But images in a mirror aren’t always what they appear;
no matter how long you look.
I try to kill the fear buried in my belly –
but it’s already a dried-up seed, starved of light and love.
How did one mid-summa night touch
become my only truth?
July heat pressin’ down
on our bodies like a heavy hand,
strangling the air,
tryin’ to suffocate those sinista sounds.
But nothin’ can drown the symphony of a city soaked
with sweat, rum and lust.
Those cries grab the heavens,
dance around a mango-coloured moon and fall with the stars
like the glitter from my eyes.
I smelt you,
smelt you before I saw you.
Hennessey.
07 Feb 2011 1 Comment
in Musik, Video Tags: music, Shad, women
Check the debut of Northside emcee SHAD’s brand new video ”Keep Shining” featuring cameos by poet Sheniz, pioneering Hip Hop artist Michie Mee and Womenz Wordz own Amahnee. This one’s for the ladeez!
07 Feb 2011 1 Comment
in Poetry Tags: God, love, poems, poetry, sex
sex isn’t just sex you know
every man i lay with has left something behind
something that i am left to deal with
sometimes i’d be going through things
and not even know why
It could be physical
it was an s.t.d the first time chlamydia and the second trichonomas
these things went
and could have caused great damaged if i left them untreated
how would i explain this to my future husband
when i can’t have kids because of my careless actions that could very much lead to my dismay
Theres time i’ve felt like im not myself
theres time i’ve felt depressed, oppressed and just a hot mess
i’ve heard the saying that the men i sleep with leave their problems behind.
so why do i do it?
it doesn’t make any sense
it definetly wasn’t worth the risks i choose
i need to wait until God blesses me with a man especially made for me
when i feel its too hard to wait
and i feel like i need someone with me
instead of givin in to my fleshy desires
i find things to occupy my time
and i realize that i need to go back to the basics
when my life was only about me and God
Even with everything in the world
i always feel lonely without God in my life
walking side by side
A living sacrifice for the Lord is what i strive to be
living a life fullfilled
and marching onward to my destiny