Poets___Artists_Corner

And She strikes again with another hard hitting poem!! Want To be featured? Send Your poems into itsmyboo2@yahoo.com “I heard the screams of your heart,Like sirens sounding in the streets,Like sirens warning me to make way,Emergency, emergencyThis is how your heart screamed.And I felt the pain that you felt,I felt the pain that you felt,Its like that pain, that pain when you witness a child abused by the belt,That pain when you watch that person cry loud there last help,That pain, this pain I felt your painAnd I feel the rain that you stood in,This rain that you stood in,Drops that fall on you like a million and one pins,Drops that tear your clothes, Drops that scorch your skin,This is the rain that you stood in,This is the pain that you took inAnd there are the remains of what your soul lived in.The remains that held all of your feeling deep within,These remains are your bones and skin,This is now the remains of what your soul lived in” -Danae B

Poets Corner “Sober minded folk, in there so called place of consciousness, Yoking these ropes That choke the death out of The barely conscious. The ones who live in Far away land Trying to stand strong In between two worlds But these so called sober Minded folk! These sober minded folk Choke choke choke the death out of The creative mind, And find anything to label them as insane! Oh yes “Refrain from their Insane thoughts of life” Yoke that rope a little tighter And cut them off from their death And blind their artistic vision With their damn soberness What is a sober mind? What is a sober mind…” -Danae Beckford