Biography of Dimitri Jagodinski
Since I was very young I started writing short stories, songs and poetry. I am also an artist. I did not have a easy life as a child and I learned even though life was tough for me I still love life and people. I realized words can change people and create emotions some people never have felt before. Writers are artists and we paint life in away that can inspire people to look at life differently and to see things in life they never notice before. As artists we open the doors of a new world for people to experience. Writers are gifted and we have a responsibility to create places for people to escape too or to face the truth in their lives. Writers make fantasies seem real, writers relive history and writers change the world.
Dimitri Jagodinski Poems
Faith Hope Love Joy Pride
Faith is hard to conceive When you cannot see beyond your troubles Hope is hard to have When your life is spiraling out of control
Sunrise... A Love Poem
The sun's rays spread as they seep through the silky curtains Breathing life into the once blackened room The warmth from it's tentacles arouse my senses I awaken with a great sense of exhiliration
An Old Black Man And A Young Gangster......
I was in my office one day And an old black truck driver came my way As we were talking a ganster walked in Cussing all the white men
When I moved to the South Racism is all I heard about It was a black and white issue I tried to tell them that was not true
I Met An Angel One Night... Love Poem
I met an angel She was the most beautiful angel I lost my heart that night Eyes so captivating
You Are So Beautiful.... A Love Song
You are so beautiful... I wake up in the morning Anxious to see your smile Yearning to hear your sweet voice
The People Must Unite To Defeat Terroris...
For the sake of your loved ones and your freedom Unite for one massive attack Become a unified massive vigilant army of death for one day An army unlike the world has ever seen
Spoiled In America There Is No Life Bett...
We complain about our government We complain about our riches We complain about our laws We complain about racism
How Beautiful Is The Love Of A Mother
Timeless and endearing Is the love of a mother Beautiful and unselfish Never judging
God Brought You Into My Life... A Love P...
It was by chance we met On a day so beautiful and serene It seemed God's hand was at play I believed at first you were an illusion
Am I Nothing? Baby Birthing Rhyming In I...
Am I nothing? Will I be anything? Is that not astonishing? Or is it bewildering?
The Black And White Zealots.. Reality In...
The sad reality of Ferguson Tragedy is any death A young man was shot and killed But before the investigation was over
What? Who are you? Why are you talking to me? No that is not true!
I Dont Have To But I Love You Blues Song
I don't have to wake up every morning with you But I love you Yea I love you I don't have to make you coffee before I leave to work
When I moved to the South
Racism is all I heard about
It was a black and white issue
I tried to tell them that was not true
Everywhere I have been and in other countries
Racism has existed for centuries
In Africa black Africans fight against Africans that are black
Just different tribal packs
In the Middle East