Calm through the trees, rough through the bushes,This sunset told me “your time will come no pushing” “As I go so does your time arrive, the fact that you saw means your alive. You’ve made it through the day, not all bush is hay. Just like you saw me through this tree and above the…
Tag: Trinidad and Tobago
A Hakeen Jones Original
Her eyes, says something to me that I can’t define, her words captures my soul each and every time. I have never met her but it seems as though I knew her my entire life. Her essence screams at me in a language that I cannot understand, glowing with confidence but not because of her…
Robber Talk by Chantelle Anthony
Some may know me by my impressive vernacular others may know about my perilous nature. My name is the midnight robber, as you say that name fear consumes your anatomy. My history is implanted and showcased through my devious yet sly character. People are summoned by my prudent and malevolent persona. I am immutable no…
I Salute Thee by Chantelle Anthony
Hi Everyone, we’ve reached our 100th poem on the site! Here is a very deep poem that will touch your minds, souls and hearts. Happy 100th poem from the Random Poem Tree. This piece was inspired by my grandmother who died last year. I never really got the opportunity to tell her how much her…
Hello by Quevon Adams
A gaze, a stare, four eyes, two pairs, my hands, your hair. To say hi, do I dare?
Guitar Strings by Quevon Adams
Guitar strings, Drum skins, Black and white keys, Bass teasr, Harmonize as one, One sweet night, Such great fun
Distraction by Quevon Adams
I love what we have now.I loved what we had back then. From the ashes like a Phoenix, A friend. No words but jesters A dance, a flow, Water of the Nile Winds can blow, Form a storm Like the Saturday sheets. No fan the tease, trees.
An Ode To Chocolate by Dylan Leeloo
Give me a chocolate girl With a melanin glow Let our love unfurl Like the red carpet at an awards show Her dark skin complimented by her deep roots A history of beauty and elegance, that’s the deep truth Tell me again that she’s “pretty for a black girl” Open your eyes cuz you must…
The Woman Missed……… by Sharon Constantine
The Woman missed many things She missed the comfort a man’s arms brings She missed making love early in the morn It was the best way to meet a new dawn The woman missed having a friend in whom she can confide Someone she could talk to when her feelings got low tide She…
In Love by Sharon Constantine
There is a love that’s hidden It could be allowed or forbidden It’s one where the person is not aware That the more you see her, the more you care You are already friendly You admire her discreetly You focus on the reality To keep your sanity Because though you love her endlessly There is…
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