Shes an angel at heart a talented staradorned and lovedyet her eyes are sad She's fair and quaintand has a smilethat lights up your daysyet shes sad,and teary eyedwith a scary
He rests encaged
his heart entangled as the Little Red Raven has done.
The school children shout, they jeer, and laugh, as they say:
Aye! It’s you who got pecked by the Little Red Raven
It has been a long tiresome day .
But for some reason, I don’t want to go home .
Oh, I know why I don’t want to go home yet.
I need to put a few in me first.
I lay in a bed of rose flowers.
The thorns pricked
blood trickled down
Into the forever decaying soil
I was named after a rose
My name is Emitt Scott and I am 48 years old. I am currently suffering with a disease that is familiar to a lot of people and the disease that I'm suffering with is HIV AIDS.
You love to lieWhy does love die
Diseases that have changed the life of so many
They are just HUMANS
Be treated as Humans
Why did I get so offended when someone talked about cancer or aids
It can be given to you
It can be passed on
There’s no way to avoid it
As long as you move along
10101: my home.
A place of beauty, nature, tranquility,
And yet here we are.
Homelessness, poverty, pride, HIV
there's somthing wrong
It's not fair
I need care
I'm just not strong
I don't have long
We all want to be happy. Fall in love, get married.
We all want that fairy tale ending.
We fail to see the evil in the poeple we say we love. Because we don't know what love is. Or the damage it does.
What kind of monster am I? What kind of monster am I?
His kissesDragged her through the night..And she knewThat the time was right..But patienceIt was her virtue..
They are RED
men and women of all races
stamped like belonging to a caste
like those without a caste
to inevitable darkness and death
through their choices
Hear me out, he said
And as the tears drip down my face
My energy begin depleting
This happens to over one in 45 people
i wish i could look at you
and say i feel nothing
but that'd be a lie
cause I do feel something
I feel the pain
of all the one night stands
when you wanted somebdy to hold you
She’s not that popular
Not many know her name
She’s not the type to play around
She’s not with those games
Independence and self-worth
Not looking for a Net Worth
Just wants to be successful
I press myself against the cold, haggard, stone wall
"You don't know what I say in my mind
Close to my heart"--"get your face out of their behind!"
"You think you're so this and so that
all that pride and ego talking, take a seat"...so she sat
Depression kicks thy neighbor down,
Right smack in the face,
Listening to music,
Lana Del Rey,
It was a scare, an awakening
Old cat calls and ethanol teeth
the cat calls
sex calls her
the enemy is calling and she answers every time
she hears me never, she listens always, anyways
one day in this dark lonely world a girl by the name of alice pilcher was born. She wasnt any other kind of ordinary girl. She had a special touch to her. By the age of 12 she lost her parents in a car accident.
He gave it to me
A disease that
I will never be free
He cursed me
insensitive eyes with
words that promised
me everything will be alright
He declared me then closed me
in this jail
We met,we talked,I smiled
You laugh,we looked,we kissed
we bond,we held,we looked
I smiled,you laughed,we kissed.
I change,I wonder,I ignored
we talked,we bond,we held some more
Her blood was filled with viruses,
and nothing could be done.
Passed without me even knowing how it came about.
Left with sorrow
and questioning if
I'll make to the morrow
Tender age made me naive,
Every day a star is born
And the next one dies
Rolls of film tucked behind these eyes
Record the injustices, the shame, the sorrow
Waking up to find out your tomorrow
I was young and eavesdropping, listening to them discuss my mother. That's when I heard it. I knew what it was and i knew i had heard it. It meant she was dying, it meant she was dirty. I screamed, I had to, my mother had AIDS.
Living in secret is just too hard
My whole life has changed and now I’m scarred
Feeling abandoned, alone, and afraid
I’ll admit sleeping at night is impossible but I realize that my bed is made
Oh the irony,
To be in such disparity,
And yet so merry and gay,
Is this right is this O.K.?
Do you think he was the same way?
Witty Whitman and his writing foreplay?
I’m from ice cold sweet tea on the hot summers days, little girls selling lemonade on the corner for fifty cents a cup.
Hi Dad, can you hear me? Wait...
Checking back to reality
All cause of 4 letters, AIDS
I wish you were here
You know it's been 11 years
You've been dead to me for half of my life
they look at us, with no solutionthey look at us, like we're pollutantswe have problems, there's no doubtwe have problems, with no way outwe want a cure, we need it nowwe want a cure, to live somehow
If you would have told me a year ago that I would be another statistic
I probably would have laughed in your face
I never thought that, that one night under the stars would change my life forever
Are you human?
You witness the destruction of lives around you,
But are you human?
You stereotype the sufferers who need your acceptance,
So are you human?
Don’t be afraid of me.I am HIV but don’t be afraid of me, I can’t and won’t hurt you.AIDS will, but I won’t and can’t hurt you.You are my friend; I am just like you, Yes I am sick and I am HIV, But I can’t and won’t hurt you.You are my friend, so
I know the steps you take to death
when the killer is AIDS and your body is the victim
I watched my cousin diminish piece by piece
Due to the lack of well-needed protection
Fear of the unknown sparks the uneasiness in man
Spontaneous gestures and feelings growing stronger and stronger as time moves slowly on a clock that seems to define one's future
Listen to the beat of her heart, it beats rapidly like an African drum.
Listen to the sound of her voice, it's rhythm and sweetness hits the cool, night air.
Enjoyed moments of backward penetration
Commotion of body parts I had no idea existed
unlocked with every touch
Calling his name while I assume the next position
i walked into the room feeling my heart beat through my chest
i held my metal bat with the tightest grip
Tears were running like faucet water down my cheeks
Every tear scorched
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,"
Where's the thought in that?
I asked you
You said you loved me
Sometimes I didnt see
But that night
O, every sweet word you whispered
A little boy on the grass
A young teen in the bed
He's a fag, he loves it in his ass
Obscene, vulgar, crass
I was what I wanted, so I thought
Living fast, dying slow
The clock stopped moving on the dot
No one taught me how to be "Human"
Becoming Immune to this life Deficiency
Hello my name is Virus
Standing in the line of fire
I became the desire
Of two whom were unprotected
And now share my infectious
(poems go here) Her eyes speak words that her mouth won't say,
fingers trembling, she touches his arm
and wonders if he would allow her
if he knew
would his lips part easily against hers
if he knew?
From a very young age you are told to keep your cookies in the cookie jar until you get married. In my generation, I don't know anyone who is waiting that long.
As it always is
That metallic taste was
Creates a fire
He was a sad one a bad one,
Always asked the foster staff about his pops but they said he never had one,
He was young tall and handsome and always threw a tantrum and when he saw nuclear families he’d grimace and imagine,
There is no way this is happening to me
I've done nothing wrong, can't you see?
I got caught up in the moment,
I didn't know to fight it.
I thought it was right, I didn’t know I could die from it
Just finish talking to my friend
I heard she got aids
From a guy she dated only for 6 days
H.I.V positive is what she told me
I didn’t want to believe her until she showed me
Scarlet Letter , a message to the masses
There's a killer in our sheets, so rap it up before you catch it
Or check it up before you pass it , no exceptions
To the slash list, so please avoid, the dash, on that
Just because he touches you that doesn't mean you RUN AWAY.
She holds his hand only if she is wearing gloves. He begs her to not RUN AWAY.
Let me guide you to the way of their hearts.
(poems go here) I laid on her
like paper did to rock and suddenly we both refused to shoot out what exactly it is that sizer through our layers of mentally striped blue margins,
Not looking for love
Just the next buck
A lil bit of lust
And she ran out of luck..
She played & ran,
Man after man,
Only because she thought she can.
Red, the color of passion
Red, the color of hate
Red, the color of pure blood
Red, the color of a curse
Outcasted by the world,
His body is my hearse
War rages inside, the immune system taken the toll
Fevers hallucinate; burn away the pain but save my soul
Invisible as the women the deadly thing breeds
Stretched through my veins infecting everything, heaven’s door shut.
There he stood with the thing that could change her life drastically as
she eyed the man quizzically.
She thought back to the boy she met months before
And the night he came knocking at her door.
Think before you do it
Think before you risk everything
Yeah he’s cute
And he has a great smile
But think before you do it
There’s always a chance you will not be respected
“Is it only the flu?”
“Will I be well soon?”
“Is this a brutal killer?”
“Will it destroy me from the inside out?”
She still remembers him.
The only man to know her touch
She gave him all she had to offer
but he didn't leave her much
more than some memories.
The only ones she'll ever know.