THEODORE MOSLEY

Silver Star - 3,193 Points [jesusatcalvary]

THEODORE MOSLEY Poems

41. Streets Of Life 12/16/2016
42. The Champ Is Here (Muhammad Ali) 12/16/2016
43. Where Does It End 12/16/2016
44. Change 1/20/2017
45. Family Reunion 1/20/2017
46. The Love Of You 1/20/2017
47. Yesterday 1/20/2017
48. Rain 1/23/2017
49. Rainbow 1/24/2017
50. The Lord Is Not Satisfied 1/25/2017
51. Chains On My Life 1/26/2017
52. Hidden In Time 1/31/2017
53. Happy New Year 2/3/2017
54. I Am Innocent (Henry Devon Hedgepth) 2/3/2017
55. Blood Stain Streets 2/3/2017
56. Our Hands Up 2/3/2017
57. The Anguish Of A Mother 2/3/2017
58. The Black Woman I Am 2/3/2017
59. Treasures Of Love 2/3/2017
60. Hidden Agenda 2/6/2017
61. Secrets And Lies 2/6/2017
62. Goddess Of Love 2/7/2017
63. Sanctuary Of Nature 2/7/2017
64. Sunday Morning 2/7/2017
65. Trumpet Of Love 2/8/2017
66. Doves Of The Night 2/9/2017
67. A Mother 2/9/2017
68. Flame Of His Kisses 2/9/2017
69. Broken Dreams 2/10/2017
70. Desires 2/13/2017
71. Black Widow Of Love 2/15/2017
72. He Lost Her 2/15/2017
73. Within Her Heart 2/15/2017
74. Forgiveness 2/16/2017
75. Fire In The Heart 2/16/2017
76. Our Freedom 2/17/2017
77. Missing Him 2/17/2017
78. Sleeping In Her Mirage 2/17/2017
79. The Color Of Our Skin 2/22/2017
80. The Day Before 2/22/2017

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...

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Love Is

LOVE IS
When you fall from the heavens and the hands of her eyes embrace you.

Love is singing on rivers of fires as you melt the captive hearts of oppression.

Time took away your walk on summer nights and your breathing started to expire.

Love is swimming on your mind to unleash the graves of life to occupy your room.

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