Satellite

Show me your Heaven and

Your Hell

Allow me to explore every inch of your untapped oceans no matter the depth,

I promise your hidden deep I’ll never tell

Caresses the land of your body and
Reveal to me your buried scars

As I read them with my hand like braille

Let me illuminate the darkness of your night

Let my light show you things you never knew

Treat me not like the stars

They only wish to watch light years apart

You see I’m trapped by the rune of your gravity,

See me not as your Sun but your Moon,

Give me every piece of you,

Down to the parts you hide from view

The parts some may find taboo,

Yea, that bittersweet you.

©Kwamè “Amir” H.

Artist: Davian Chester

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Clipping an Angel’s wings

Astral gazing under the dim moonlight

Mesmerized by all her wonders and bountiful lights,

In the star shine I see a beautiful Queen,

I prayed for a seed and met an angel

Clothed in celestial wings and pure divinity

Anchored to the lunar floor by my love.

Knowing her flight may not bring her back, she’d take my heart in her ascent.

Too live without a heart?

Or to keep her from heaven?

©Kwamè “Amir” H.

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Champagne on the Darkside of the Moon

I couldn’t resist staring into the perpetual night sky.
Resting under the tree of knowledge, I feel so alone.
I contemplate just who am I, living right or dying wrong?
What’s the weight of my accomplishments?
My mind conflicted with the who’s and whys.
If time is God given, what do I get if I just want to split?
The mirror is no longer black and white, which of the reflection is true
So much on the line, from you I can’t hide
The pain you see in my eyes.
How many worn smiles do I still have stashed?
Just how much of me is still left from a broken past?

This life of mental woes and sickness;
I vomit the shells of the bullets I’ve had to bite
Is heaven truly what the churches advertise? Is hell the reflection of what’s inside?
Living hurts so why not attempt suicide?
I’m not swayed by the consequence or shame
Just the will to survive
Contradictory mindset
The snake and I speak parseltongue,
I swallow the truth in his lies
No Eve, no fruit, just him and I
As we sip champagne on the darkest side of the moon of this barren Eden.

©Amir Hollis

We burned brighter when we first met.

Lunar petal 25

Some people just want to see you burn and fail, even throw gasoline just to speed up the process. There’s no doubt in my mind they’ll succeed in this task. So burn… burn so bright and beautiful it’ll light up the night of their ugly lives.

Lunar Petals 6 (Flowers that grew from Tears)

Round and round this Merry go,

the sun shines so brightly,

the warm light feels so good to her face as she stares down at the flowers that grow on her windowsill,

Eyes swollen from the tears of another fight, he is her heart and soul but the pain of sharing him with another… she wonders just how could these flowers grow here.