Island Soul City Dreams

I love New York, but my heart has a Caribbean beat. It pulsates to the traditions of my people. Attuned to the rhythms of this City, I stay West Indian to the bone. I reflect. I analyze. I speak my mind. ~ I Keep it Irie ~

Single Life

Old friend, I see you’re back to visit again,

Thought I’d banished you to eternity.

But slowly, stealthily you crept back in

Haunting my spirits, tormenting me.

Thought I kicked you to the curb that sunshine day,

The day your enemy wrapped me in his embrace,

Swore I warned you never to look my way,

To flee far, never again show your face!

Yet there you hover, around and within

The walls of my sanctum, bringing sad stories

Of lost love, unrequited and one still yearning,

Making my healing heart tremble at the memories.

But I have no desire for your cold company,

Alone, dejected, I know now as I knew then,

Even with no love, I dare not give you victory,

‘Cause you loneliness, you are no one’s friend!

by Maquita “Queenie” Peters

~ I Keep it Irie ~

Be gone loneliness!

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2 thoughts on “Single Life

  1. you found a face for loneliness. I really enjoyed the imagery you painted with words Queenie!! Great job

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