Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
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Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998

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if i set my teeth into the flesh of your arm and rest there know that i do not mean to tear it away only to latch myself onto you in some more permanent way
i feel your blood on my tongue but do not fear the hunger in my eyes i am a wild thing at best and my love is a violent guest
Nothing feels real anymore.
I haven’t believed in an afterlife in years, but I still feel damned.
Nothing better to do though, I’ll try again tomorrow.
Either something else will give or I will. And I don’t have anything better to do.
Embarassed
Thoughts roll through the cavernous expanse of brain
Filling the cracks and crevices like fiery rain
These memories rain down like lava and brimstone
Striking down confidence, security, and trust
Breaking down progress and leaving the pain alone
Corroding away comfort into a form of rust
The molten assault burst of scenes left behind
Searing liquid cutting deep ridges into the mind
The onslaught hails down with harsh tone
Leaving one and all; to each their own

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Please
If I could ask one question;
Would you marry me please?
I’d even beg, get down on my knees.
It wouldn’t matter where we are,
Or if others were judging from afar,
My feelings for you are much too strong
So I’ll wait here patiently to prove them wrong
Even if you say no, the offer will stay
You could accept or decline, it will be your way
My fate and life could be so easily twirled
Around your finger if you agreed to be my world
Dream
Is this dream really a dream?
Or is reality more than it would seem?
Is this life real, as believed?
Or is it a phantasm perceived?
Would it be known it is reality?
Or a nightmare of brutality?
Are these thoughts even mine?
Or are they cast from another line?
Is this fantasy from another lore?
Or is this another’s thoughts engaged in war?
But who could come up with such a past?
How could a world such as this even last?
If the world is as terrible as it would seem,
Perhaps it would be better if reality were a dream.
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Regardless
Like the sun shining on a flower in bloom
Or all the beauty that tags along
Your presence alone is enough to fill a room
The very sight forces the heart to song
To accompany your beauty is a heart of gold
Often overlooked, but present all the same
Having all who glimpse of it wish to, with you, grow old
Your strength of spirit makes a lion’s seem tame
Whether or not you notice is irrelevant
Only those that perceive you could understand
That no matter the intentions sent
Your image is crisp while all else turns bland
Regardless what it is you believe
Regardless whether these facts ring true
Regardless of how yourself you do perceive
Keep in regards, that never any less do I regard you
Tarnish
Oh, the days of yesteryear lathered in a light acrylic that belied a sense of fantastical wonder. The golden decades of excitement give way to sleepy silver linings stuffed into the dreary hours of the night reserved for yourself. Until eventually even those melancholy years are illuminated so brightly compared to the brazen bronze of creaky bones that yearn for the youth of yesteryear.

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Heart
Isn’t it strange that I don’t where you are?
Yet I can still feel when you hear and you scar
Every piece is kept alive by this part
So intricate and beautiful; it is all but art
The source of all joy, light and uplifting
Also of despair, heavily drifting
The center of all dramas and feats
Continually pulsing rhythmic beats
It can leave a man light as air
It can also show him the meaning of despair
Beware how you handle a heart given over
A bruised or battered soul will gladly crossover
Maybe
Maybe if I saw you
Gazing plain as day
Maybe if I had said hello
It would have made you sway
Maybe if I listened
This wouldn’t be the case
Maybe if I had been brave
I wouldn’t of found you in this place
Maybe if I had been there
You would of know that I cared
Maybe if I had noticed
You wouldn’t of picked the path to nowhere
Difficult
Strong as an ox, with a skull to match
People always said I was the best of the batch
But when I get scared, I tend to bold
Trust me I know, it makes your life difficult
Built up my entire life upon a pedestal
Always working for an impossible goal
Until one day I realized it was all for naught
Now I put things aside until I feel the are forgot
At the top of a bottle without to the courage to dive in
If I forget it ever happened, can it really be a sin?
Whoever said life was easy just didn’t have a clue
Whomever says that doesn’t know me like you
These trials grow harder and manifest daily
I miss the walk and talks so gaily
Maybe that’s why I do what I do
It takes someone blue to understand you
Virtuareality
Reality is an illusion?
Does that mean I’m just code?
Stuck in this fusion
Within an unholy abode
Just trying to make sense of it
The programmer must be laughing
At the bug that is me
A glitch that can not be had;
An error that can not be free
Swimming in conspiracy
The reality is what reality was
No use trying to decode
Let the program continue with a buzz
As it carries on with its’ mode
The illusion of knowledge holds
Peers
Sometimes I’m lazy, sometimes life’s hazy,
Sometime I act a little bit crazy
But that isn’t me
People accuse me, set up, and ruse me
So forgive my occasional atrocity
That just isn’t me
Let the masses purport to be some sort of mythic authority
That controls my whims and gratuity
It will be as it will be, I will be me

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Lapis
Did you see me...
Walking across the room
You know I saw you
Leaving a trail sensing of doom
But in a world that is so stagnant
You had me enthralled
Leading me by my fingertips
Time and space seem stalled
So when you disappeared
To reveal nothing is what it would seem
I still remember you vividly
And you still haunt my every dream
Willpower
What does not kill you makes you stronger?
Not a more repeated phrase can be found in life
Shouldn’t I then be invulnerable to all this strife?
The stronger one is the harder they are hit
Yet here I get up again and again and again.
Not as a glutton for pain but for a need to win.
So let the world hear me roar.
Let them try to keep me from the soar.
Let them watch as all the strings are tore.
Let them wallow as I thrive,
I will not allow them to stop my drive.