Jacob Nambe Poems

Where are you all headed in such a hurry
Wait, where am i headed in this one-way heart of mine
Slow it down a bit, there is a hold-up ahead
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If my state of mind were to be reflected on skin,
Blood would be the ink i'd use
As am choked to a point beyound which, words loose meaning
My strenght lies in my imagination of a place nature calls home, and my present dare not dwell
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Where are the birds at least
Some sound, though inanimate i seek
This silence is deafening!
And the memories slowly killing me
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If my state of mind were to be reflected on skin,
Blood would be the ink I'd use
As am choked to a point beyond which words loose meaning.
My strength lies in my imagination of a place nature calls home, and my present dare not dwell..
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There are no exceptions with you, are there?
You care less for yonder plans of men,
Nor for who, to whom they communed the hour before.
Against you, gallantry stands no chance, and
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If only she danced;
To waste would'nt go such gait,
To the music would the pleasure be
Every subtle twist, to every being, bait be.
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my heart sinks with the rain,
as it reluctantly makes its way home,
not to rise again, till the heat is come.
in steady patters, it bids farewell,
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This is not just me being afraid I swear.
I know she is wrong for me.
But this silence, this ache, I want to share it with her.
I want to know how last night's thunder, made her feel. I know, but I want her to tell me anyway.
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That man was weird I swear.
Enough to be feared.
Whatever had him, got him point blank.
Stripped him of his senses of curiosity and crank.
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He settled for the girl of his youth.
His love for a good time call.
Never did he imagine a life time with her,
Without doubts, thinking he should do better.
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