Guns shoots falling like rain drops, everybody getting wet. Last month a little black boy got shot in the chest, granting his mother’s worst nightmare. How many more parents will be alive to see their children’s death? How many little brothers will lose their older brothers, how many little girls will grow up without sisters … Continue reading Poetry: “Aim for Change” By Chalice
I’m in recovery, I had an accident and it left me in pieces, now I’m scattered like bit size Reese’s. I snapped like a kit-kat and no one can put me back together, I’m full of fluff like a 3 musketeer but I’m getting better, starting to find a grip with my butterfingers but my … Continue reading Poetry: “The Sweetest Recovery” By Chalice
She’s sun kissed, honey dipped, mixed with a few chocolate chips, she is sweet… so sweet I could eat a bowl full of her. She is a pure mixture of strawberries, blueberries, and can’t forget the cherries, she is fruity… she is a fruit smoothie, she is better than popcorn in the movies, she is … Continue reading Poetry: “The Perfect Ingredient” By Chalice
One day I stumbled upon an injured songbird She had the most beautiful colors I had ever seen And sang the most beautiful songs I had ever heard I carried her home and claimed her as my own At first I clipped her wings so she wouldn’t injured herself more I took care of her … Continue reading Poetry: “The Beautiful Songbird” by Chalice
Excuse me, can I have a tall caramel swirl, you know the one with short light skin girl, with a head full of curls and a smile so bright cause she shines through the darkest of nights? Oh you don’t have that? Ok, hmm let me see, what about the mocha dream, with a the dark … Continue reading Poetry: “The Black Starbucks” by Chalice
I fear that you’ll leave me… Because you’ll realize I’m not worth it and although I try, it’s just “worth less” than what another man can offer you. You constantly excuse me like a tissue but one day your unsatisfaction will be an issue. I’m hurting on the inside with that as a possibility and … Continue reading Poetry: “My Biggest Fear” By Chalice
I like you… like Instagram and if I could I would triple tap because two is not enough to display the affection I have for you… 15 seconds isn’t enough video time for me to look at you. 1700 followers, yet you’re the only one that matters, that’s 1699 people that couldn’t even star as … Continue reading Poetry: “Social Media Love” by Chalice
