BLOOMING
Poems by Jalen Taylor

 


About

Nephesh
  1. Nephesh 
  2. Deaf Ears 
  3. Eye Spy 
  4. My Evils & My Sanctuary 
  5. Growth 
  6. Going Out 
  7. Vent 
  8. Reborn 
  9. Hunger 
  10. Once 
  11. Essence of Life 
  12. Work 
  13. Fogetting 
  14. Whitley
  15. People of America 
  16. Visibility 
  17. Voiceless in America 
  18. Take Space


The Uncovering
  1. 3 
  2. Mirror Mirror 


Prayers & Revelations 
  1. When Love 
  2. The Lesson
  3. Affirmations 
  4. Cycles 
  5. Repetition 


Archive 
  1. Transitions of my state of mind 
  2. Beauty? 
  3. My Kings 
  4. Bruh Please 
  5. Revive 
  6. The Beauty in Your Scars 
  7. Soul Ties 
  8. Bloodstained Hands 
  9. Journeys End 








    Beauty? 


    They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

    But if I am the beholder how am I to define

    beauty within itself?

    I turn into the world to give me clarity.

    I find curvaceous women with honeysuckle skin,

    soft to the touch and light as a feather.

    They glide so beautifully like gazelles effortlessly.

    With hearts of gold and deep pockets of possibilities.

    Was that beauty?

    Is this what it is meant to be to be beautiful?

    Because when I look at me, I was just me.

    A previous woman with a little extra to love.

    Caramel skinned with a unique texture.

    I didn't glide effortlessly but strategically placed

    my steps to keep from falling.

    A tender heart full of love, passion, rage, and sadness.

    I had to work hard to earn what I wanted causing sleepless

    nights and early mornings that could be seen in the bags

    under my eyes and the quality of my being.

    I look at them and back at myself and wonder

    is beauty me or them?



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