Sho85
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Poem: Still holding Still holding When they throw shade and a glass of hate. Like the hands of time still moving forward no expiration date. I have love in my heart and people get it misunderstood for being a fool. And I think to myself even if I take a power nap I'll never be a tool. Dedicated to the mission because success is the ultimate vision. Shout out to all my secure ladies moving even when they try to push us down like the sun we rise anyway. Still Holding
Created & Written By: Sho85
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COMMENTS
mrmelody7 says: This poetry takes me back to the 70s when the sistas with them nice lookinAfros were a powerful lot this is one of those outside the box write nicely done |
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Sho85 says: Thank you for the positive feedback. Are there any poems that I can improve on?. |
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mrmelody7 says: Am under the school of thought each person developes their style their subject the more one writes the more they grow as a writer poet I myself tyr to paint a pic let the reader see what they see I like poetry in motion you have a good handle on words and the English language |
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Sho85 says: Thanks. And any feedback or critique of my poems I am open to. Because I want to be a great poet and well recognized for my poetry. |
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