here before

Poem title: Here Before
Written by: Luchetta (Cookee) Manus ©2014

Maybe somewhere back in history
We lived Greek Mythology 
And divine entities were jealous
Of what you and i shared
Punished us unaware

Maybe in our past lives
I perished before you
I returned as something else
You never knew
It was me
The gods were being cruel

Or maybe you were my Romeo
and I your Juliet
And just as we met
It was time to go
Our love not having the chance to grow

What if today
In the modern world
We are many worlds apart
Figuratively speaking
Literally seeing you
everyday
We are living with these
unexplained voids in our hearts
Our wandering souls
Searching for each whole half of us to be a complete whole part

Or maybe its not you its me with girly dreams and womanly fantasies
Trying to remain delusional
To the meaning
That maybe it wasn't meant to be

arrested development

Poem title: Arrested Development
Wrirten By: Luchetta (Cookee) Manus
Poem the Spitmagazine Chapbook @2014

Can you show me who love is?
Put out an APB?
Love
He is infamous
Can put love in a line up?
Point him out to me?
I am a victim of loves imposturous abuse
Love
Was taken upon my birth, and violently ripped from me
Extracted from the warmth of this world
I never asked to be apart of that
I was a product of what i guess was love
Maybe...
I admit
I used love's name a few time
It fell from my lips upon favored ears
But it wasn't real love
I've heard stories about love
Songs about love
People giving up their lives all in the name of love
But love,he passed me by
Love is mysterious and far removed from me
I am envious
Of those who have found him

new world order

Poem title: New World Order
Written by: Luchetta (Cookee) Manus
©2014

Liars
Thieves
Fakes, frauds, and phonies Wolves in sheep's clothing Talkin like y'all know me Government Officials Spiritual Wickedness in high places While the righteous occupy Lowly spaces
Poverty fills our nation
The sane Is the new "crazy" Manson's babies
Women Having surgeries to fit in Natural is a sin They've taken the throne from our men
Kings and queens
Are who we really are Numerous as the stars
We can be better Than what we are

hugs

Title: no title yet
Written by: Luchetta (cookee) Manus
@2014

Four arms embraced and intertwined with one another
Two souls
Making both parts one whole

glory

"I wanna make it to the finish line in life where my ultimate prize for me is death and glory" -Luchetta (Cookee) Manus
©2014

Skilled silence

Written by: Luchetta (Cookee) Manus 
©2015

Poem Title: Skilled Silence

My smile is deceptive
Sometimes I keep my thoughts silent in my head, so that devils, or people cannot hear my weaknesses.

I choke my fears as to silence them, so they cannot be heard, and the only evidence of them are my tears that I shed alone in private without chocking my voice.

I attempt to suffocate my fears a failed attempt to withhold my tears, yet the fears just will not die. My emotions lay still and dormant. I become numb and they wait until it is their time. Time for them to invade my mind and cause confusion as they often do.
This leaves me blind to my potential and ultimately, I am invisible.

In the hallway

POEM TITLE: IN THE HALLWAY
WRITTEN BY: LUCHETTA (COOKEE) MANUS
©2015

I harbor 
Passions inside me
A yearning to become
All that I was
meant to be
I have dreams as big as football fields
Refusing to yield
To my fading will
I stand still and firm
Preparedness
For when it is my turn
I moved from point A
I want to make it to point B
Asking God to
be content with
What is in between