C. Davis @mrs_mesha_davis
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I am sultry like the fever, in a hot day's sun,
I am frigid lunar surfaces, of chilled nights unsung.
I am the dark-lighted dueling heiress, of antiquity's, blessings bane.
I am love; I am heartbreak; I am conquered; I am rage!
I am silver, polished, sovereign for royal crowns,
Yet, I am lavished wickedly, in perverse and unsuited bows.
I am power unearthed…unbridled and wildly free,
I am the extractions of consciousness, tasteful in defeat.
I am the prowling cadence, of death’s howling lull,
I am mysteries refined of life, inexplicably, resolved.
I am them; I am us; I am all; I am none,
I am the evolution of a whole, yet confinements of just one.
I am the dearly departed, featherweight contender,
I am the opposing heart enslaved, by retribution's splendor.
I am untamed peace, I am riot’s carnal brood,
I am flesh; I am blood; I am venerations, renewed.
I am the yoked apparitions, of love once deceased,
I am the channeled water-bearer, of life given, and released.
I am the manifestation, of traditionally, cultured woke,
Yet, I am a dream unawaken by a shaming, strangled throat.
I am gracefully divined in baptisms, paralleled,
I am the ritual of midnight’s chaos, Ancestrally compelled.
I am destruction; I am healing; I am saturated nations,
I am extroverted humility, with perfected imperfections.
Remorseless; Unrepentant; Unmercifully unapologetic--I am!
Writer's social media:
IG: @DavisCamesha @camesha0216