THEODORE MOSLEY

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THEODORE MOSLEY Poems

1. Love Is 4/28/2015
2. Your Eyes 4/28/2015
3. The Eyes Of A Dove 4/28/2015
4. The Moon Is Still There 4/28/2015
5. The Uniform Of Justice (Black Lives Dont Matter) 5/27/2015
6. A Flame Of Love 6/2/2015
7. Sea Of Love 6/5/2015
8. A Rose Of Love 6/8/2015
9. Whisper Softly 6/10/2015
10. The Piano And The Rose 6/11/2015
11. Your Eiffel Tower Of Love 6/12/2015
12. Within A Dream 6/16/2015
13. Your Rhapsody Of Love 6/17/2015
14. Mother Emanuel 6/19/2015
15. The Blood 5/5/2015
16. The Moon In The Water 5/6/2015
17. The Red Sea 5/7/2015
18. Princess (Charlotte Elizabeth Diana) 5/8/2015
19. The Rain And I (Tears Of Love) 5/11/2015
20. A Mother To Love 4/30/2015
21. Stays At My Side (A Mother's Love) 4/30/2015
22. Eyes Of Fire 6/24/2015
23. A Black Man 1/19/2016
24. Blood On The Moon (A Tribute To Selma) 1/19/2016
25. Challenge Me (A Tribute To Black Women) 1/19/2016
26. Come Fight With Me 1/19/2016
27. His Hands On You 1/19/2016
28. On The Mountaintop (A Tribute To Mlk Jr) 1/19/2016
29. Times Of Life 1/25/2016
30. Inside Her Heart(Dedicated To My Wife) 2/1/2016
31. Mary Hattie Graham Turner 2/1/2016
32. Symone Nicole Marshall (Texas) 5/18/2016
33. Born Without Time 12/16/2016
34. Can You Hear Me 12/16/2016
35. Remember Me 12/16/2016
36. Lost In Love 12/16/2016
37. A Tribute To Prince Rogers Nelson 12/16/2016
38. All The Way 12/16/2016
39. I Want To Be President 12/16/2016
40. Streets Of Life 12/16/2016

Comments about THEODORE MOSLEY

  • Henry Hedgepeth (2/13/2017 10:44:00 AM)

    Theodore writes with a fire that searches the soul for answers and leaves the aftermath to your own personal experiences; fierce and relaxing; revolutionary and peaceful.

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Best Poem of THEODORE MOSLEY

I Can'T Breathe

I CAN'T BREATHE
My life is not mine to sojourn with others, as I live within my corridors of hatred.

I hear the silent thoughts of others, with temptations of actions that burn their desires.

Created in time, I became the insults of emotions that penetrated the features of mankind.

I can't breathe when I talk to my children about life that disposes them to unheralded death.

Escaping a dream to bring forth the calculated calligraphy, I expose them to the surveillance of my mind.

Without endangerment I succumb to their prison and freefall to the explanation...

Read the full of I Can'T Breathe

Your Eyes

YOUR EYES
When we look at you, we see the ocean dancing with the moon in your eyes.

The poetry of your skin causes fires as you walk through the waters of life.

We see your curves dismantling the overture of lips with your reward of kisses.

Escaping the volcanos of desires, your body becomes entombed with movements.

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