Blackpoetry Stories

Vontell, complicated, self-aware, exhausted twenty-something takes the summer to recoup from the success of his first award-winning film. Running from the intensity of love and the sureity of friendship, he falls into a deep pit of uncertainty and gets pulled out by the exact people he's been hiding from and unknowingly pulls them out of a few things too. Von and his friends are all just trying to make it through the toughest of ages; the twenty somethings. [published 1/2021]

*sigh*

#10 in black poetry I wrote this a few years ago, but as things tend to do in this country, nothing has changed since then. If you look at Black American history, all of our leaders have been assassinated, imprisoned, exiled, or otherwise done away with in order to prevent or quell uprisings in the black community. This poem examines the incessant phenomena of what happens after shedding the ignorance taught to us by American culture, schooling, and mass media. It examines how once you become "woke" you suddenly have a target on your back... and how many have been taken from us like Malcom, like Martin, like Fred, and like so many other Black leaders that try to take their people higher and are murdered for it. The truth will set you free.

Steal my heart

june '26- ongoing ⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆

J A H R A

There was a voice. It was not loud. It did not shout or threaten. It simply whispered, quietly and persistently, just beneath the surface of everything she showed the world. It said she was not capable. It smiled at her mistakes. It dragged her past before her, her failures, her rejections, her moments of discouragement, and it clapped. For a long time, she listened. Then one day, she picked up a pen. Not because she had everything figured out. Not because the voice had gone quiet. But because she was tired of letting it have the last word. My Weakness Lied to Me is what happened next. It is ten poems written in the space between doubt and courage, between falling and rising, between the lie and the truth. It moves through three seasons of the soul: the weight of the lie we believe, the moment we choose to stop believing it, and the quiet, stubborn growth that follows.

Finding peace

A Collection of poems about being a black person in America during the 20Teens.

Some poetry for my fellow black people to relate to.

A person being wrongfully shot and no one listens to the words of them say they were innocent

how it feels to be dropped

Unchained Melodies is an ongoing collection of old and recent poems written by e'carg, a seventeen year old writer and musician hailing from the south side of chicago .

This book contains twenty-four poems about a broken heart. It's straight from the soul and if tears of a broken heart are words, they are definitely these!

A verse about longing for someone special

A short little poem I wrote randomly at 1:00am

Remove a delicate flower from rich soil, that flower may still have a chance to bloom. Uprooted, yet alive and well. Unborn beauty only to be appreciated by the Heavens. Before any eye might behold it. The sun sets it's sights on the seed, watches it wither at the hands of old age. Without the flower the sun shines on; without the sun the flower is no more.....in a pitch black room, would the flower yet bloom?