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Gray Ndiaye Sep 2021
This place
Continues
To move
Steadily
As above
So below
I have seen
Glimpses
Of The Promised Land
I know where
I need to go
As above
So below
Growth
Does not ask
For permission
It forces you
Into submission
Until you become
Secure in your
Position
As above
So below
We are unconsciously
Interconnected
A reflection
Of one another
In this realm
Of imperfection
As above
So below
You and I
Will never know
Until we
Try
You and I
Must uncover
Our individual purpose
Before we die
Gray Ndiaye Sep 2021
Why do you love
Me from a distance
Is it because I am
Unfamiliar
A deviation from
Everything you were
Told was acceptable
To love
Am I enough?
Am I too much?
I know I am
Short
Beautifully Black
Crafted
By The Potter’s
Mighty hand
Maybe it just isn’t
My time
Maybe you
Are simply
Not supposed to be
Mine
My heart is at
Home
I just want someone
Outside of myself
To share it with
Gray Ndiaye Aug 2021
I touch
The tip of Antarctica
As I navigate
Through your heart
Ice caps
Remain unmoved
Solidified
To the surface
Having spread
Gradually
Over the years
Covering
The sea of insecurity
And fears
How did you
Become the glacier
That stands before me
Was this your intention?
Is this your best condition?
Are you willing
To melt with me?
Or stay planted
In the same
Position…
Gray Ndiaye Mar 2021
after years of
false hope
dangling karats of
fool’s gold
in my face
for years
after years
after years
feeding into
my fears
of failure
without you
by my side
weariness
set in
evolving into
bitterness
cementing itself
as hatred
which is an emotion
i never
thought i could
harbor
towards you
an emotion
i never would have
envisioned
existing between us
disconnection
is the only resolution
did you ever love me?
did you ever value my presence?
or did you just anticipate
the presents i gave
without a thought
of hesitation
new vision
has been bestowed
upon me
no longer will
i contribute
to my own
sadness
no longer will
i entertain your
madness
Gray Ndiaye Mar 2021
I dreamed
About you
Last night
Into the early
Morning
You
And
I
Will never be
Anything
Ever again
But you cross
My mind
I wonder
If you have eaten
If you have a
Roof
Over your head
If it is secure
Or if it will
Cave in
At any point
If the food
You consume
Is not mass produced
I just want
To know
I just want
To know
...if you are ok
Gray Ndiaye Feb 2021
echoes of death ricochet
children wail
to no avail
fathers lay lifeless
mothers fight
not only
for themselves
but more so
for their children
where is God?
who exactly is
God?
in this moment
we are unsure
we have no clarity
for all we know
God
Is the Heaven
And
Hell
we experience
simultaneously
God may be
two sides
of the same coin
good
and
bad
in these moments
these seconds
that last lifetimes
God is
All of the above
Gray Ndiaye Feb 2021
bloom
where there is
room
or bloom
where you need
to?
that is the question
i already know
the answer to
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