Silver Star - 3,193 Points [jesusatcalvary]


81. The Color Of Our Skin 2/22/2017
82. The Day Before 2/22/2017
83. Black History Our History 2/22/2017
84. Breeze Of Her Walk 3/2/2017
85. Queen Of The Nile 3/3/2017
86. You Did This To Me 3/6/2017
87. I Am Not Worthy (Naika Venant) 3/16/2017
88. An Icon (Ms Angela Davis) 3/24/2017
89. Anger Within 3/24/2017
90. Dark And Beautiful 3/24/2017
91. Flowers Of Love 3/24/2017
92. You Are 3/24/2017
93. You Belong To Another 3/24/2017
94. Above The Storm 9/14/2017
95. Beauty Comes From Within 9/14/2017
96. Bed Of Sex 9/14/2017
97. Behold Thy Mother 9/14/2017
98. Black Panther 9/14/2017
99. Black Woman 9/14/2017
100. Can I Kiss You 9/14/2017
101. Civil Rights 9/14/2017
102. Commitment 9/14/2017
103. Controls Me 9/14/2017
104. Crying Heart 9/14/2017
105. Enchantress 9/14/2017
106. Grass Is Not Greener 9/14/2017
107. Heaven Looked For You 9/14/2017
108. Hell 9/14/2017
109. Her Smile 9/15/2017
110. Her Walk 9/15/2017
111. I Can Stop 9/15/2017
112. Into The Darkness 9/15/2017
113. Is This Real 9/15/2017
114. Let Me Go 9/15/2017
115. Lied To Me 9/15/2017
116. Make Me Do 9/15/2017
117. Midnight 9/15/2017
118. Night Falls 9/15/2017
119. Ocean 9/15/2017
120. Rapture Her Body 9/15/2017

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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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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The Eyes Of A Dove


When she wakes up, the morning raindrop caresses her smile with honeysuckle songs.

The dew gathers her hair with the rainbow and flowers begin to sing to the ocean.

The moon is whispering to the eyes of a dove as she rides the wings of Pegasus to earth.

Serenity of love plays from her curves and the night dreams of her return to the Milky Way.

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