were we meant to be daffodils caught in a tree? floating endlessly? tangling in the stinger of a bee? i could never tell because you meant more to me; your smile having me list these silly things ✨🌙 @amateur_poet
meant to be?
Tag: poems
city lights
it’s the city lights and crazy nights that distract me until i collapse. it’s the flashy signs and boys who capture pensive drearies with nothing less than a dime. it’s the way you make me feel cool and lost around three in the morning, windows down, wind tearing at my hair that reminds that i [...]
puppet
so small, you reduced me to. never petite in my waist, thighs, or the fire burning in my eyes, did you feel big, because you reduced me until i was weak? @amateur__poet ✨
you were nothing
you were spurned by my fire. you retaliated. you failed. you claim victimhood, trail and error, you were a boy playing a very manly game. you came to me with eyes golden and words silver. you nibbled words into my ear like the rest; sitting back with unfurling petals sprinkled across my back, i spurned [...]
scraps
i use to live off of the scraps he once gave me. i was emaciated. skeletal. i needed more than meager compliments and sparse commitments. i am full now. i am curvy. i am finally healthy. never again will i ever accept scraps when I have a Queen's appetite❤️❤️💕 @amateur__poet
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 