Octavious Harper

Octavious Harper Poems

In the vast tundra
The young wolf howls at the wind
Saying, 'Where are you? '
...

Every night before I go to bed,
I find many thoughts flowing
through my head.
...

This the last hope as I look to the sky,
pondering my head asking 'Why God,
Why? ' Was it something so wrong?
Was it something I did? That has me
...

Empty hearts, small minds
Set in a glorious orb
All they want is war.
...

Early sunny day
Cute girl, ugly attitude
Not so bright I guess.
...

Warm house, comfy bed
Food cooking not too special
At last, I am home.
...

Wake, bathe, work, eat, sleep
Out of the ordinary
I would suppose not.
...

Set in stone I am
Upon a stormy ocean
Life is crushing me.
...

Most put labels on me, because I'm so unassuming.
Unaware of the depths of me, discarded gifts they were losing.
Spoiled rotten with jealousy, for the mediocrity they were given.
Begging God everyday, to let me live how they were livin.
...

Lately, I've been falling into a pit of
sadness and shame, wondering if my
life will really ever be the same, cursed
with the extreme emotion that I cover
...

Octavious Harper Biography

I started to experiment with poetry in 2009. I was living in the outskirts of Atlanta. Depressed, lonely, and extremely suicidal poetry gave me something that I always wanted and needed... Expression! I was born on January 16,1994 in Memphis. I'm of African, French, Italian, & Native American descent to name the more prominent. As well as Colombian & Irish. I was raised for the most part in Chicago by a single mother. Along with me, my sister, and mother we moved around very often. More than likely living with particularly negative family or friends. Just hoping for a better life somewhere, but now life is getting better. I'm living in Los Angeles with my mother and sister. Working to better my life and that of the people I love. While also showing every person who reads my poetry that the feelings you feel are no different than what a thousand others feel maybe more. See, because in my eyes one of the greatest tricks the Devil ever pulled was making us all believe that were a black sheep. Through words though and creativity period we show all our follow man that we're the same.)

The Best Poem Of Octavious Harper

The Lone Wolf (Haiku)

In the vast tundra
The young wolf howls at the wind
Saying, 'Where are you? '

(Also, please check out my latest poems, "So Much More" & "All of the Above".)

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