All The Same | A Poem

I can always find myself in my poetry, even though I never have any recollection of putting myself there. I am who am. And I really do have head pains.

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My head hurts
I know pain
 To live
To die
To me it’s all the same

Night and day
They’re all the same
When you leak shadows
From your brain
It’s all the same
I am who am
But who’s to blame?
All I have is numbness
To my name
Since my ruin
I’ve remained the same

Fight or flight
It’s all the same
When I kill my demons
They come back all the same


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image: Numbness by Thomas C. Fredo
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SHE (WAS SO BEAUTIFUL)

She is whoever you want her to be as long as she is beauty to your eyes. Plainly, she is woman.

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Beautiful

And she was so
                                 beautiful.
It might have been a curse
For she was the moon
She bought the tide
And she was the breeze
She fashioned breathing

And she was the ocean
She made the sky blue
She gave the earth hues
She makes the day new
For she keeps the night true


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image by Norman Duenas
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