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Shiquita James

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United States
United States
📝Poetry: The creation of art through words!!
October 10, 2018
Fayetteville, United States

Oh how I love the way she flirts
The way her lips twerks
At the beginning of her smile
The sparks in her eyes
As her lashes bat a million times
A million times my heart flutters
As it skips beats every other
Beat
Oh how her voice is so sweet
Tickling my ears as to tease
Like the softness of whisper
As her breath enters
Like a gentle breeze
Light but heavy ... enough
To sweep you off your feet
Ascend
Into the depths of outer space
By entering the inner places
Where secrets and wonders lie
Waiting to be realized
Of the greatness bestowed
Hiding deep within her soul
Yearning
To become of the knowing
Of unconditional love
As two hearts beat as one
That they form an union
Bearing no possibility ...

WHITE CLOCK
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October 5, 2018
Douglasville, United States

She doesn’t know her true worth, still out trying to search. For that one kind that reminds her of the last kind. Wanting new is nothing bad, but you block your blessings hold on to the past. When your future is waiting.

10/05/18 SMJ

ORIGINAL
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September 17, 2018
Lovejoy, United States

Dear Stranger,
I do not know your name nor life but I what I do know is that you exist. Because you are matter that matters, who bears a purpose deeper than the surface. Do not let the trials of yesterday make you lose sight of today, blinding you from what’s to come tomorrow. Through these words I transmit positive energy and love, and with these two combined, may your light shine.
From A Stranger

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BE KIND
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September 17, 2018
Fairburn, United States

Chills from the vibrations of the depth of the voice. As the wind from the train brushed her skin ... gentle ... just has they would hold her close. Heart pounding as she anticipated turning to met their eyes, once again. For distance and time kept them apart long enough.
09/17/18 SMJ

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BE KIND
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September 17, 2018
Fairburn, United States

As each page Is ripped out, my heart aches
Because the words I can no longer erase. For the ink has set in, forever imprinted. Tears has moistened the page, memories continue to invade. Creating a war between my heart and mind. She was my Queen to reign for all time. But no longer is she mine. But still my heart is confined.

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BE KIND
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September 29, 2018
Lovejoy, United States

Lost .. feeling like leaves in fall
Shook by the winds call
All that withers away
As the seasons change
Ridding the old
For change that is to come
Planting of new seeds
To blossom in the spring
After the bearing of trees
Of the lost of its leaves
From the crisp of winters breeze
Burying of the old
Beneath the snows cold
As this season goes
Another is surely to come
Rebirthing things of new
From what use to be
Everything is a cycle
And recycle
Living a situation
On repetition
Never under standing the reason
For each season
Failing to acknowledge and see
That the lesson is in the trees.
-07/10/18 SMJ

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NEVER FORGET
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September 17, 2018
Lovejoy, United States

The art of manifesting
Is the process of becoming
The becoming of a greater self
Within the beat of every breathe
Feeling the exalting of life
Overcoming every fight
As you take flight
To unimaginable heights
09/09/18 SMJ

#👁AM

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NEVER FORGET
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September 17, 2018
Lovejoy, United States

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We are seed
From strange fruits
That hung from trees
While their nectars bleed
Upon the roots
And from it stronger they grew
Bearing leaves of truths untold
Of lives that’ll never grow old
As from the branches they hung
Until their voices no longer sung
The cries of becoming the unknown
Like silent words over an instrumental
Uprooted from their land of origin
Where the sun kissed their skin
Blackened with Melanin
Flavored and well seasoned
The Originals ones
The Children of the Sun
09/17/18 SMJ

*How my tears formed into words listening to STRANGE FRUIT by NINA SIMONE

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NEVER FORGET
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August 23, 2018
Fayetteville, United States

The canvas behind the paint
Is excitingly blank
To a creative mind
That even the blind
Can create
Wonders on its blank space
Like the mask we often place
Upon our face
To hide the emptiness
That suppresses our greatness
Because one is blind
To the creativity of their mind
Failing to see past
The paint on the canvas
SMJ 8/23/18

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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August 23, 2018
Saint Pauls, United States

I think I known you before
But it was thousands of lives ago
Your were just a seed
And I was your soil
I nurtured and watched you grow
As I shelters the roots of your soul
From a seed your flourished
Rising above the erosion
Fertilized by societies demise
To cause a divide
Between you and I
The soil that births the seed
Into the greatness it’s meant to be
A beautiful flower
That blossoms only to one day wither
But can never erase its existence
Planted at the very beginning
Of time
Thousands of life times... ago
When you first were planted in my soul!!
SMJ 8/23/18

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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August 10, 2018
Atlanta, United States

You fed my soul before I even understood its hunger. You placed me on a high that lifted me when the ground didn’t feel solid. You kept me hoping when dreams didn’t seem real. When the world became chaotic you reminded me that there’s a limitless universe.
-SMJ 08/10/18

BE KIND
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May 21, 2018
 

I have a story to tell but don’t know where to begin. Feels like I’m looking at a blank black board with all the space to write. But Do I start right to left or left to right. If I start at the end to the beginning will the end never come. Or If from the beginning to end, will the beginning be forgotten. How do I start from the beginning when it’s hard to find? The roots of a bloodline. Will another continue the story when I no longer can? Or will the ending fade like the traces of the beginning. Captured, torn, drowned, burned, renamed, enslaved, branded, stolen, rewritten ... forms of BEING ERASED ... leaving the only truth that couldn’t be misplaced ... the color of our race. Many can liv...

LOVE IS ALL WE NEED
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April 21, 2018
 

I’ve learned and still learning spiritual love versus physical love. Physical entails sacrificing yourself only to lose yourself in another, spiritual entails gaining yourself while growing with another. -SMJ 04/21/18

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EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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April 20, 2018
 

Random thought: To become someone’s number one, you gotta be number one to yourself first. -SMJ

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EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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April 18, 2018
 

Monologue

Stop ... is this really how we want to live. Always looking back over our shoulders at the shadows of our past. Constantly fighting a war that no one will win, as long as we continue to meet ignorance with ignorance. It doesn’t matter how, when or what color we were born. We are all born in the middle, trying to understand our beginning before reaching our ending of this story called Life!!! Stop reacting and let’s start Acting!!

-SMJ 03/01/18

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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April 15, 2018
Norfolk, United States

❤️💜 Truth: It hasn’t always been easy to live in my skin. There’s many that wants us to be confined within the darkness of our skin but what they do not understand is that it’s within darkness that a light shines brighter. Like stars in the darkest of nights, but it takes more than one star to brighten the night and form constellations which makes the it beautiful. ❤️💜❤️💜

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EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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March 28, 2018
 

I loved her for years
Shed so many tears
Built up even more fears
Until my heart became seared
Leaving scars from wounds
As the pain I consumed
Until Love had no room
Nor strength to overcome
The disaster we had become
Having lost sight of the true
Meaning
Of I love you
Disconnected communication
From anger and frustration
Tho we saw the love in one another eyes
We couldn’t let go of our foolish pride
Words spoken demeaning ones soul
Makes the healing process more slow
My soul still aches for her presence
But I’m loving her from a distance
Because I can’t handle feeling I failed her twice
Though we both committed wrongs
We still couldn’t get it right
SMJ 03/24/18

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DAY OF TRUTH
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March 27, 2018
Norfolk, United States

I release that which was being held onto you. No matter how much it hurts, you are free. And freeing you frees me: heart, mind and soul. Love will always stand the test of time. Let your eagerness to be loved and touch manifest. In hopes you find that which is best. I will be Cheering you on and sending pure positivity into the universe for you.

DAY OF TRUTH
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March 26, 2018
Norfolk, United States

They want you to make time but what time are they making.

RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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February 15, 2018
 

I remember when the sun didn’t rise
Until I opened me eyes and saw your face.

I remember you lying on my chest,
As I’d try breathing in sync with your every breathe.

I remember feeling your heart beat as we lay chest to chest, as I watch you as you rest.

I remember my body knowing only your fingerprints. As they were imprinted in my skin.

I remember walking around with my head high, because I had you by my side.

I remember admiring you while you slept and dreamed, wonder how you dream when you are a dream.

02/15/17
SMJ

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GREY AND WHITE
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January 16, 2018
Norfolk, United States

I am the abyss in your odyssey
The muse within your darkness
Exposing the wonders of your inner-verse
That connects you to the universe
And when our paths divide
At that fork In the road
It’s not a means to say good-bye
For I’ll meet you again in another space in time
Our meeting wasn’t a coincidence
Within a well written plan
Nor an accident
Of us meeting by chance
Paths often come to unexpected crossings
With another of our unknowing
May have seen each other a thousand times
But vibration wasn’t meant to align
Because it’s wasn’t our destined time
But when they finally synced
Our hearts instantly beat
Rhythms we could not help
But we danced to the steps
Unrehearsed no need to practice
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MARTIN LUTHER KING JR
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January 14, 2018
 

Demons lurk in dark corners
Of their host minds
Draining all that is good
Erasing all that could
Exist
Beyond the pit ... falls
Into the unknown abyss
As beneath you it’s wisking
Open and ready to consume
All that is you
Darkened halls
Encased by glass walls
That no one can see into
But you’re able to see thru
Watching the world’s movement
While feeling alone and secluded
Out loud you try and scream
“The demons are holding me”
But no one hears nor sees
The torment and misery
Because for some reason
Beauty can’t be a demon
Many failing to believe
That beauty can be one’s worst enemy
What’s pretty on the outside
Doesn’t mean ones not dying inside
Waking up from haunting dreams
In a cold swea...

MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
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January 6, 2018
Norfolk, United States

Don’t judge my story by the chapter you walked in on !!!

-Rebekah Strickland (My Cousin)

A NEW DAY
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January 1, 2018
Norfolk, United States

Is Love a form of suicide
A game of Russian roulette
Damned if you go
Damned if you stay
The truth or a lie
Both can cause a divide
Is Love a form of war
Repeatedly keeping score
Who’s wrong
Who’s right
A never ending fight
-SMJ 12/2017

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December 31, 2017
Norfolk, United States

Dear 2018,

I will enter this year releasing any fear, doubt or insecurities that has consumed me. I will face my demons and truths regardless how painful it will be. I will lose, let go and gain people in my life; learning lessons as they are presented. I will forgive my past, myself and those in my past that has caused pain that still hides within my inner dark corners. I will forgive and accept that of myself that is not perfect.      I claim 2018 to be an year of peace, enlightenment, growth, strength, forgiveness, unity, positivity, spirituality and love. May we all have a Happy New Year filled with thankfulness and our year be the advancement from the lesson learned good and bad from 2...

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December 31, 2017
 

Just because I don’t reply
Doesn’t mean I’m not listening
Just because I’m silent
Doesn’t mean I’m not speaking
Just because I’m still
Doesn’t mean I’m not moving
Just because I smile
Doesn’t mean I’m not crying
Just because you are you
Doesn’t mean I’m not me
Just because ... Doesn’t mean!!
-SMJ 12/31/17

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December 31, 2017
Norfolk, United States

You keep looking through a shattered mirror
At your distorted face
But in your eyes everything’s in place
Seeing each crack as a flaw
Feeling you’re falling apart
Focused on the life of another
To avoid your own clutter
And the lacks there of
Blaming an unsuccessful love
That consisted of two parts
Damaging one another’s heart
I walked away
You wanted to stay
Just to correct your mistakes
While hearts still hung on stakes
Open wounds
Heart beating silent tunes
Where melodies once played aloud
And we danced to ever sound
To a love seemingly profound
Until it lost its ground
Bearing no source of foundation
Because errors blinded our vision
Of our preset destiny
Getting lost in loves travest...

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December 20, 2017
 

Random thought:

Soooooo if a book has no title does that mean a story can’t be told?
If so then when a tree loses it leaves, that means it’s no longer a tree?

-SMJ

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December 3, 2017
 

Lost feelings like leaves in fall
Shook by the winds call
All that withers away
As the seasons change
Ridding the old
For change that is to come
Planting of new seeds
To blossom in the spring
After the  bearing of trees
Of the lost of its leaves
From the crisp of winters breeze
Burying of the old
Beneath the snows cold
As this season goes
Another is surely to come
Rebirthing things of new
From what use to be
Everything is a cycle
And recycle
Living a situation
On repetition
Never under standing the reason
For each season
Failing to acknowledge and see
That the lesson is in the tree.

SMJ 12-03-17

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SAVE THE WORLD
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December 2, 2017
 

I experienced your falls
I've walked through your darken halls
Filled with anger and pain
As you timidly sat in the corner
Hiding in the dark
Afraid to face yourself in the light
Scared it'll expose your demons
And your hidden feelings
Of self neglect
Mistakes and regrets
I stood there before you
Reaching out my hand
But you pushed me away
Turning away your face
Wanting to be left alone
Yet wanting to be held in someone's arms
Drowning on the inside
From tears of silent cries
Screaming out for help
But your pride muffles your yelp
Feeling as if death
Was becoming your final step
How can you continue to be
When the heart no longer wants to beat
Is that evidence of defeat
When you’re feeling ...

SAVE THE WORLD
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