Mosquito Plea – poem Oh, mossie bite on my left knee, Would you please resist itching me? A world of pain I did land when, I lost the battle with my hand. The challenge exquisite. My skin I need to quit. End. By Samantha “unextraordinarybint” Harris
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Pretty Is – poem
encourage me beautifulthen rip apartshame me for your desiresnot for my heart by Samantha “unextraordinarybint” Harris
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Pagan Freedom – Poem
Christian, Muslim, Hindi, Jew Do I need protection from you? In trade and morals I am ‘fair game’ This thought is slightly profane Like white man’s drug prices and black man dues It has no place in an equal race. I feel persecuted, neglected and used And, it’s all because of you! Religious folks speak […]
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Today – A Poem
{Observational ramblings of a sick mind} How much is a reaction worth? To get those tears to fall down to Earth? Today I feel back in tune. The sun shines, I feel renewed. But, I’d even by judged by your spirit As I lived my life for love, innit? I am a different breed. One […]
That fucking twat who thinks he’s all thatTurns up on my facebook ‘for a chat’So, I told him to fuck off End By Samantha unextraordinarybint Harris.
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Ping – a poem
Ping went the strings On the canopy of everything. By Samantha “unextraordinarybint” Harris
Down on kneesFeeling squeezedThe silent warScoresThose who believePush heads upBreatheSoul strongerForeThose that knowThe wheel turnsHistory burnsFaloreLand runningLearn cunningCarry onAs before The End by Samantha Harris England. I hope this resonates with someone.
The grateful stood back Watched While we attacked The blood spewed Our eyes avoiding The tortured They knew The Great Four sat Surveyed, reviewed. Others, apathetic, Reigned Bonded to greedy games Enemy brought in Boxed bright Fuelling winnable fights. She slips out from within Unwanted, ugly, thin. Her plan, simply to survive To build, to […]
Isolating for covid nineteen All social distancing It’s now twenty twenty-one Another lock down has begun Pfizer, Astra Zeneca and J & J Motivated with shares and graphs They wipe us away Like fleas on an arse Looking back to where to begin I came across the story of Aspirin Linked to Spanish Flu, who […]
The war machine swims unseen It slides, drifts in between Hammer, hammer, hammer Push, push, push Making their need a must Jobs for the many Death for the due It could be me It could be You. *** <p id="destruction_poem_samanthaharris" value="<amp-fit-text layout="fixed-height" min-font-size="6" max-font-size="72" height="80">by Samantha "unextraordinarybint" Harris.by Samantha “unextraordinarybint” Harris.
Ancestors tell me In voices clear Be close, but not near. For centuries they took us Never seen again Ancient bones remain hidden Under greed, envy and pain. Wrath settles in dust. Waken state they wake Soldiers shoulders wide Enemies show their scales Poking the bear on the line. Snakes rattle and spit Ancestors remind […]
Jerks chase without Understanding Speak without Truth and feeling Sing without engaging The heart strings And know only Yesterday Come the hour All powers Leave behind confused Minds… ******* By Samantha unextraordinarybint Harris.
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I Remember You
Duck egg blue Footwell smell Proud feeling Bumping apologies Fleeing scenes Visiting Backward speeding Flat shoes Pavement bounce Driver blues Sticky shift Steamy views I still fondly smile When I remember you. End. By Samantha unextraordinarybint Harris This is about my first car. Light blue Moris Minor Traveller. I broke the front axle on it. […]
Three tears of pain I give to gain The power of three I give them of my own accord To help with history’s discord A golden apple seed The tears belonged to me Disperse the atoms of hurt From those who pain want to see Understand this land Remains protected By Natures’s charm I invoke […]
We’ve massive love for males Hatred I will rise to too We swim with them eternally It’s what we’re built to do. His best aim for success Is witnessed every day Though his actions May be brushed aside Through his darkest hour Loyal we will say and stay. There is no reason to fight Hate […]
Pewe, Trwe and Jowe All sat in a tree Along came beauty. Who eyed them, Suspiciously. “Aha, what do you do?” “Why, we await you.” Looking upon the three Sure her eyes decieve; Trwe’s a balloon, Jowe’s a mop, And, Pewe’s a stingy bee. “To habour my switch You must make a pitch How will […]
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