March 23

Go Black girl go
Arm swayin
Legs moving
Feet walking
At pace unknowingly to man
A pace put running rudeness and slick tongue speaking
Go black girl go pass spit laced ground
Making roads gold with each step
Reminisce of crown stolen from crown of throne
But they didn't know you are the kingdom
Go black woman go
Furthermore into galactic destination for you are aerial view
Of the truth of the world

March 9th

Filled belly
Of home memories
And hunger thoughts
Taking route on tracks
Mine
Mind
Less worry
Focuses on betterment

March 8th

Rosary swinging
Lips and minds moving
Money exchanged in handshakes
Stop
Start
Destinations
To track
In stress
And money
Change in Palm touching
Yet all leaving my pocket

Why I started Just Malanb poem of the day

So recently I decided to start a writing exercise where I will write one poem a day reflecting on my current mode, locations, personal struggles and triumphs.  As you all may not know I was a published poet in grade school and college. After leaving college and working on blogging and in fashion,  sadly my focus on writing poetry took a backseat.

Now that I running three blogs,Heavy on Fashion, Just Malanb, and Milan Malan word on the street, I that I should not only stay true to my brand but also myself. Poetry has been therapeutic for me through the years.  Since Just Malanb is all about my personal journey in life, why not post a daily glimpse of my life to all of you.

Just Malanb poem - March 11th 2015

Rorschach test on floor
Turns realities
In future thoughts written on screen and earbuds
To new path
On railway
To mediocrity
And deposit met as payments
For dreams unfortunately employees
Find empty
And time keeps changing
Yet the reality is repose
To stationary position
in of slow death of fantasy

-by Malan Heydecke