Poems from shambrica walker
The lingering taste of her is what I wish my tongue was filled with. I’m left with the taste of raw black floating around in my inner...
As a child she was instructed to stay upon her knees nightly, for forgiveness, for praise. Life progressed on; and times turned for the...
Fear keeps you upon your tipie toes,
ambition is what pulls us down,
as the general motivation pushes you through each test life throws...
As women we conseal our fears behind faces painted up so pretty. when will the true beauty show ?
Addiction consumes us all.
Who will be the next to fall.
Warnings and labels we do not adhear to.
Our minds clouded by a simple desire....