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[pnutbutter72]

Real TALK!!! #seriousINTROSPECTION Posted @withrepost • @dqwali Basics #respect #loyalty #love #blkexp #mindofaking #panthfrica #hungerpangs #pure #afrofuturism (at Elmwood Village) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByQXmxQHKL6/?igshid=10zq0umcnxm6m

[definegodliness]

Poetry Game May Recap:

@onewhosenamewaswritwithwater (poem) @cruxymox (poem) @oceansabove (poem) @r2poetry (poem) @hopebe (poem) @silveryladystar (poem) @songofsutarima (poem) @celestinaswitch15 (poem) @autumnsunshine10 (poem) @aubriestar (poem) @stained-glass-salamander (poem) @poetic-psychic (poem) @elycwinters (poem) @illbeyouranchor (poem) @rhyme-my-mind (poem) @chucklingpecan (poem) @wordrummager (poem) @betweenthetimeandsound (poem) @scribblersobia (poem) @pomegranatepithos (poem) @timberva (poem) @arrynnat (poem) @syntaxandsemantics (poem) @melodiesandwords (poem) @delightsofmysoul (poem) @mkaugust (poem) @poppiesandpromises (poem) @mindofaking (poem) @nightlesspoems (poem) @pjamjams (poem) @definegodliness (poem) @escapingthroughword (poem) @praggya1993 (poem) @jasongrabowski (poem) @sdbea (poem) @wayward-birdie (poem)

@becomingpoet (poem) @astro-edge (poem) @timberva (poem) @betweenthetimeandsound (poem)

Thank you all so much for partaking! The next prompt will be up a bit later as I am not around the first few days of June.

[theartistformallyknownasnovastar]

Thank you to all the black queens and kings I follow on this platform that make me realize black writers need to use our voice and our power to shine. 2 o'clock in the morning I woke up with a pounding head and a heart heavy. I needed to write this for me and all my queens and kings in our community. Thank you @writingsbyserendipity @mindofaking @blackmissfrizzle @l1tyung1 @yagyaljoanna @highasfantasy @thebloodstainedquill

A few days ago I spoke with a poet about courage, so, here is my courage in poem form:

WHILE BLACK

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights. That among these are: Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.

I hold our truths; their tatted on my skin in new news headlines.

I feel them in my brain.

Circling like vultures actions pick at my entity.

Pumping in my blood words simmer down to society's perception of crime.

While black is the crime-

Please feel free to call me culprit.

In the grips of authority my life becomes of game of which one.

Should I die in the streets like an animal or be raided like pest?

While black.

That's my crime.

To walk, maybe jog, skip, or hop I become a threat.

Disney's imaginary villain.

Taking part in this act I become another face in the smoke of black outrage.

Who am I to play with toy guns? Walk home from the store, sleep in my own bed.

I don't have the rights, right?

I'm a criminal.

The bad guy.

The one mommy zips her purse for, the one daddy shoots down for looking in the wrong direction.

While black is the crime.

Face to face with Karen and her telephone I'm not allowed in comfortable spaces- even the one's that just happen to be my own dorm.

Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness fade into the background; the sound of freedom bells are over rang by the jingle of handcuffs.

My palate of skin is offensive, threatening, too much power, history and story.

Too much truth.

Too many roots.

While black becomes me.

The words assume position in my mind.

I'm not a citizen, but a negroe caged in the zoo of institutionalized racism, capitalism, and hate.

The funny thing is...

they don't even know my name.

I'm just a face, another number, another black looking to live in the world that doesn't shake when I open my eyes.

While black is crime, while living, breathing, feeling is crime.

We aren't equal.

I'm just another villain in a diluted story full of fictional victims with real guns.

I am George Floyd

I am Breonna Taylor

I am Ahmaud Arbrey

I am my community

Another face, another number, another movement.

While black is not a crime.

So don't you dare call us culprits.

[iamevaflow]

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Was only a #MatterOfTime before we hear the #MindOfAKing... Congrats to @protoje @indiggcollective on the release of his fourth album 💫✨ Produced by @wintafreshness ... The songwriting and the musicality is class A... The song in the video "Flames🔥" is the first track on the album which features the mighty @chronixxmusic... Is a easy listen, check it out.. Link in his bio.. Congrats again bro! 🙌 Up! 🏄 (at Anchor Recording Studio)

[theblackpoets]

Balcony

On my balcony you’ll find two chairs, a bike and burnt out blacks On the balcony I used to sit in one of the two chairs and relax But now I don’t do that anymore On my balcony I used to drink some type of liquor and smoke blacks But now I don’t that anymore On my balcony I used to find motivation and inspiration But now I can’t find it anymore On my balcony I used to dream dreams and see visions But now I don’t see them anymore On my balcony I used to sing love songs But now I don’t sing them anymore Maybe it’s because the chairs got uncomfortable Maybe it’s because the bike ruined the decor Maybe it’s because the liquor and blacks don’t give me a buzz no more Maybe it’s because my dreams and visions grew too big for the balcony Maybe it’s because it’s hard to find any love songs these days Maybe it’s because winters cold winds blew my vibe away @mindofaking

[flourishmylove]

Flourish my love                            ��                                                                  One day your love will                                                                               flourish into something that is                so divine Something that will remain beyond the end the time                               Black Queen your beauty warms my heart like radiant beams of light from the sun You can’t even dream or imagine of the great woman you will become Remember you are beautiful You are worthy And You are valuable

mindofaking

[supranatural85]

#mindcontrol #sunnydays #wolvestown 🐺#mindofaking 🦁#bored 🙉 (at Wolverhampton) https://www.instagram.com/p/BopDrpEj-Y-qGUm6CjRqqThT4TmCoifUib9oRY0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11psl257bgmrp

[mindofaking]

Heartbreak lane, Yeah I’ve traveled for miles

God bless this broken road

No infrastructure deal, cause there’s no hand to hold at this lonely table

[kingdiamonblack]

I laugh when certain people think they know me when i'm still learning more about myself with each day. "The Past is gone, the future isn't promised, all we got is now so just enjoy your gift thats why it's called the "PRESENT" #MindOfaKing

[theblackpoets]

Poetry story: Conversation before the approach

Bruh see that girl sitting over there 

Nahhhhhh bruh where 

The girl sitting in the corner, my right your left 

Oh I see her the one with the dress 

Yeahhhhhh the one with the dress 

Yeah bruh what about her 

Man I think I wanna holla 

Nigga pleaseeee she way out yo league 

Bruh, chill stop trying to play me 

I ain’t playing you bruh 

I stating facts 

Nah nigga you mad cause she wouldn’t give yo ass a chance 

Whatever, anyways what you gon say to her 

Hello beautiful my name king, can I get your name and your number 

Mannn she gon curve yo ass, let me go over there and talk to her for you 

Nah bruh I got this, 

I don’t need no help from you 

Fine, I’m just trying to help yo ass, cause I bet you won’t get the number

Alright, BET! 

I bet that when I come back to this table imma have the number 

Bruh I’m bout to go shoot my shot 

Alright den I bet that shit gon get blocked 

Bruh let me go talk to her before she leave 

Boy this bout to be a curve like you won’t believe 

This Nigga really walking over there, I bet she gon say no 

I’m really walking over here, 

I hope she don’t say no………. 

To Be Continued

-  @mindofaking

[mindofaking]

Abandoned home

Brick by brick

Each brick covered with my ancestors fingerprints

Windows stained with pain because it reflects my true color

Pictures still hanging up on the wall

holding a thousand words but they don’t know how to hold a conversation

Closet still full of skeletons and the ones that couldn’t fit were placed in the attic

The basement is full of dusty dreams that couldn’t be turned into reality

The guard rails on the stairs are loose

Just like me anytime someone try’s to lean on me for support because I can barely support myself

I am just like this abandoned house

Leaving me to ask the question

How did I get like this?

I was not built alone

But I was left with no tools to keep up the maintenance on this abandoned body that my soul calls home

[mindofaking]

Cravings

I crave it in the morning

I absolutely need by the evening

The best sleep that I’ve had is right after it

I Start acting out without it

Am I addicted?

Have I put too much thought into it?

Is it a phase ?

Will I grow out of it?

Or am i addicted ?

Cause If I don’t get it In

Then insecurities start creep out

Which cause me to take matters into my own hands

And even that leaves me feeling incomplete

Ashamed to talk about it so I keep it real discreet

Am I addicted?

Have I put too much thought into it?

Is it a phase ?

Will I grow out of it?

Or am i addicted ?

I wonder where I got this from

I Don’t know my father well enough

To ask him about him about this kind of stuff

I would ask my mother but I don’t know how the conversation is going to go

Or maybe through a mother’s intuition she already knows.

Am I addicted?

Have I put too much thought into it?

Is it a phase ?

Will I grow out of it?

Or am i addicted ?

[mindofaking]

How am I supposed to be me

When everybody telling me what they would do if they were me

How am I supposed to dream

If one wrong decision can turn it into a nightmare

How am I supposed to be anything I wanna be

When I know life’s not fair

[mindofaking]

Cycle repeats

I thought I was in love

I really believed that I was in love

But you knew that I wasn’t

I really tried to make you believe that I was

You saw right through me

You saw the hopeless romantic in me

You knew we were to young to carry love’s responsibilities

Even though you knew that I wasn’t really in love

Somehow I got you to believe that I was

You thought I was in love

You really believed I was in love

Until you discovered that I really wasn’t

I really made you believe

Now the cycle repeats

You thought you were in love

You really do believe you’re in love

[mindofaking]

Questions that need answers⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

How you gon make me your priority?

You don’t even have all of yours together

There’s no way you can love me better

You already had your chance

And you ruined that

How could I possibly be your number one?

If I’m not your only one

Why would you think I couldn’t find anyone better to take your place?

You haven’t even traveled out of state

How come you can say “I’m sorry” now?

But when we were together those words never came out your mouth

HOW?!?!?!

Answer that for me

-@mindofaking