LOVE IS DOPE

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!!! 

Love is so dope, and Valentine's Day is one of those days that we pay homage to how great it is. For some of us we don't have a date, and that's okay. Because guess what!?!? The SistaGurl team is your Valentine. We love y'all so much that we dedicated this day, to positive energy, and written expressions of love! 

We hosted a LOVE IS DOPE spotlight on our social media pages where POETS all around the US, submitted poems to us to exalt the day. 

Please check out these authors, and feel free to share with ALL OF YOUR LOVED ONES. 

Neroamee Alucard 

I can't feel so I tried to touch
I grabbed the tree and found only air
I held fruit in my hand only for it to rot then and there

I looked into the sky, blue and vivid
The colors drained as this was written
Then I reached for you
I felt hope and walls built strong over years of disappointment began to erode
It's almost as if life didn't choose me for yet another practical joke

The color returned to the sky and flutters had come back to my heart
Feelings came back, with plenty of room to spare

Now, it seems. I can truly care.

Lyrical Paradigm 

Dear Future Husband

I know sometimes its hard to find the words you want to tell me, truthfully, I too am not that great at telling, even with all the nouns I know by heart, where to start becomes just a little to far, so I won't write you poetry

I won't recite lyrics that you already know from me no metaphors, no similes, no dictating,
instead I rather just tell you in actions,
Minus all the acting, show you in fractions, because every little bit counts, down to the smallest ounce of intention, I won't rely on silly phonetics to display what I say,
besides who listens to hearing anyway
my mother always said that seeing is believing,
and believing is what my hoping,
hopping greedily in to knowing, I know there is wisdom in having survived the test of time,

I know there's there is loving in having tested minds, besides, who wants to be stuck behind a disguise, I only want you to see the real thing,
get a clear vision of what real meansand be willing to jump head first with out fearing, there really is nothing to be afraid of,
there's a different kind of beauty in the roughness of the ways we make love,
 even coal had to take a little pressure to become what diamonds are made of,
and there are not enough words to describe our endless measures
no equation to divide our blended textures,
it wont be hard to add up what we subtracted to distract us,
but don't look back love,
Because we'll be seasoned with more than just salt pillars,
We'll be perfected to taste, no preservatives or fillers,
 we'll share a classically organic dynamic,
and all that shit behind us, let the past have it,
let it be another mans treasure to find,
consume their time, while only thoughts of we consume mine,

I can see past the wall you build to hide
and I'll be patient working on it one brick at a time,
I wont give up when it gets hard either,
I got the tenacity of ten men in just one little finger,
but you just wait and see,
and please, when you tell me your dreams,
don't forget to tell me the things that hurt you,
the little shit that irks you,
these are the things I wanna help you work through,
there is nothing we cant solve together
and I really mean anything, whatever,
if it can get bad, please believe it can always get better,
and I promise never to give you a reason to question my loyalty,
don't ever wonder if I appreciate you,
for me its real easy to give you kingdoms to bow down to your royalty,
you will never have to assume your purpose, 

I met God when I met you with certainty,
so don't become stressed with worrying,
because I have you covered,
You'll find safety in the lines of my sheets for comfort
read between them,
understand their meaning,
give them power in aloud reading,
because they can only manifest in your speaking,
and I will always have a prayer with your name on it
fill it with myself when i say it,
seal it with a kiss for protection from Heru,
from the (a)mun in me to the (a)she in you,
and no, 

I won't write fairy tales,
instead tell tales of your totem,they way you were molded,
the strength of your shoulders,
the beauty from the eye of this beholder,
you will have no choice but to live forever
and there will be no punch lines nothing overly cleaver,
I will just show you what I know,
reflect the god in you in my growth,
constantly pledge you in oaths,
just one heart and one soul and one mind and one breath,
And whatever comes next comes next, I don't plan in regrets,
Only falling asleep on chests, and being right by your side if things ever go left,
Just know I'm prepared to take it,
I'm willing to fight with you till we make it,
And we'll make it,

That's just something I know,
I just have the hardest time finding the words,
so...
I promise,
I won't write you poetry....

Aliyah Young 

Angel

I am an angel. I don’t belong here trapped in his fury. Standing with his feet on my heart.

Big brown eyes on his beautiful face. Soft, pink lips smooth talking me into submission. Strong, firm hands on my body. Tall, slender frame loving on mine.

I am an angel. I don’t belong here trapped inside of the insecurities this “love” has planted with him. I smell something. It isn’t pleasant. He says it’s just rain.

How am I hurt yet intrigued? Love. Is it dysfunction? That’s what I feel around him. I look at him and he demands respect. A walk of true grace. Swooning me into submission.

I am an angel. I don’t belong here burning inside of his fury. The color of what’s pouring down on me doesn’t match the color of rain. Still, he says it’s raining. I believe him.

Selfish. That’s what I call him when he’s giving away the sweetest things he’s ever given to me to another woman.

Hopeless. In love I am with a man that was once mine except he’s not solely mine anymore. Not how I want him to be. Infidelity infiltrated into every part of this relationship.

I am an angel. I don’t belong here fighting for my breath, my life, my love, burning in his fury. He won’t take his feet off of my heart or his hands from my body. I know what’s pouring down on me. Piss. But him, he said it’s raining. I don’t believe him.

Free me from this dysfunction. I am an angel. I don’t belong here trapped in his fury.

Sierra Pepin

Me, admiring them

Their song Feels like their hand

Cradling one side of your neck

while

their mouth

Kisses

the other.

Imagine,

Each

Vibration of their voice elevating you

Higher

and

Higher

And

Bringing you Home

At

the same time.

Blackness

is their Instrument.

Their talent is their Corazon negro.

Black

in the way it Pulses,

Black

in the way it Beats

for our people

to a metronome rhythm.

While mine,

Well,

it Beats

Faster

at the Sight of their

Relentless

Passion.

Passion

that Grows from the

Roots of their Locs

to the bottom of their Soles

as they March

the Holy ground

of our Ancestors.

Each

Footstep

is a Tap that adds to their beat.

Each

Curve of their Brown skin

is

Soul

and

Funk.

And

All

I

Want

All

I want,

is to be their

Vixen.

To be your Muse.

The one you

Create for.

The one you

Create with.

The one you

Create

Because of.

And I didn’t know I wanted it.

I

didn’t

know

I Wanted it

until you said

Good Morning.

Because

I’ve never heard someone make a

Simple salutation

sound like a

Maya Angelou

poem

and

“hey baby”

sound like

Nikki Giovanni.

But

As the syllables

fall off of your lips

and

upon my ears,

I realize,

that I am standing

in front of

Someone,

Something,

 

That is both

Artist

And

Art.

Someone

who is

Divinity

times two.

Grace

and

Love

and

Craft

and

Magic

of the most High

and of Everyday Actions

all wrapped up

in their being.

You

Are

the

Blackest

masterpiece.

And

quite frankly,

That

is my

Favorite

kind.

DAWOUD THE POET

Heart
You have my heart on lock cardiac arrest

Like Sanford with one hand on my chest

The other to heaven reaching to the one to be with

Yelling your name because you’re my Elizabeth

Telling u baby I’m coming home

Without you I cant do this alone

Two right people living in a world so wrong

Found peace amongst chaos when you came along

Without you my heart always skips a beat

Saying I miss you like a broken record on repeat

Our love pumped this dull heart full of adrenaline and ecstasy

You gave my life a much longer expectancy

Everywhere I go there’s a seat for two because I want you next to me

KING ROCK DAVID 

At Night I Dream About You and Me.

As night goes on I dream about us,

Having the perfect relationship that you’ve ever had,
Being that protection that creates intimacy,
That certain moment in life that makes you laugh.

As night goes on I dream about us,

The certain type of game that we play,
The art that we create the madness other’s can’t understand.
In a moment or fraction of a second what? There goes that great smile of yours.

As night goes on I dream about us,

Many, many, many, times I’ve laid awake at night just thinking about how it will be in a relationship with you.
Relationship: is a composite of things or involvement put together to make some person want them more.
Real: being honest with yourself and others too!
Ship: love that you have for this person that makes you believe that you’ve been floating on river of love and you don’t won’t this ship to stop,

As night goes on I dream about us,

The different concern that you may have for us and yourself,
Hoping to put all your concerns out of your mind,
As night goes on I dream about us,
Just trying to make it through the night.

We hope you enjoy reading these, because we love them all. For additional information about the writers please email at thesistagurlblog@gmail.com or Lauramillerwroteit@gmail.com Have a WONDERFUL DAY!