THEODORE MOSLEY

Silver Star - 3,245 Points [jesusatcalvary]

THEODORE MOSLEY Poems

121. She Did Not 9/18/2017
122. Sitting By The Lake 9/18/2017
123. Treasure Within 9/19/2017
124. Trees Of Nature 9/19/2017
125. What If 9/19/2017
126. Your Breeze 9/20/2017
127. Black Rose 9/20/2017
128. The Way She Moves 9/20/2017
129. Hurricane 9/20/2017
130. Damaged Heart 9/27/2017
131. The Doors Of Our Lives 11/17/2015
132. Sanctified 11/19/2015
133. Your Glory Without End 12/17/2015
134. Black Lives Matter 11/13/2015
135. Distant Love 11/13/2015
136. Do You Love Me (A Women's Heart) 2/16/2018
137. Your Lips 5/15/2018
138. Your Curves 6/15/2018
139. A Man In Time (Tribute To Nelson Mandela) 11/20/2014
140. In The Storm Of The Night 12/4/2014
141. Treasures Hidden 12/15/2014
142. Where Are We Headed 4/30/2015
143. Imitation Of Life 6/23/2015
144. Streets Of Time (Paul Gaston) 2/26/2016
145. We Live Here 6/26/2015
146. Tulsa (Black Wall Street Massacre) 5/15/2015
147. African Queen 3/30/2017
148. We Cry Out 11/16/2015
149. Today (George Junius Stinney Jr) 1/14/2016
150. Contrite Heart 9/28/2017
151. Cries In The Night 4/30/2015
152. Taken From Home 9/18/2017
153. Trees Dancing In The Moonlight 12/15/2014
154. I Can'T Breathe 4/30/2015

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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