Author: Dolisha DeVonne

Poetry has always been my first love. I decided to start this blog as a way of sharing my love of writing with the world. I look forward to sharing my original work, new and old, as well as from other poets that have inspired me. Thank you guys for visiting and be sure to join!
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How To Be A Black Girl

This is for the Black girl who’s tired of shrinking…I wrote this book for the woman who’s still healing.

The woman who’s been carrying strength for so long, she forgot softness was her birthright.The one who’s learning to trust her voice, her timing, and her power even when the world told her she needed to be more, or less, or anything but herself.✨

My new ebook is here: How to Be a Black GirlA 10-step soul guide to self-discovery, healing, and walking boldly in who you really are.Inside, you’ll find:Personal stories from my own journeyConfidence shiftsSpiritual healingAffirmations that speak life into youAnd real talk — no fluff, no filter

If you’ve ever questioned your beauty, your timeline, your worth, or your purpose…This is for you.

You can download it now. And start reclaiming all of you.

Link in bio.

#BlackGirlHealing #DigitalProduct #SelfLove #HowToBeABlackGirl

https://beacons.ai/dolishadevonne

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A Poem of Friendship by Nikki Giovanni

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We are not lovers
because of the love
we make
but the love
we have
We are not friends
because of the laughs
we spend
but the tears
we save

I don’t want to be near you
for the thoughts we share
but the words we never have
to speak
I will never miss you
because of what we do
but what we are
together

In Loving Memory of Nikki Giovanni

June 7 1943-December 9 2024

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What If- By Dolisha DeVonne

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Never been the best at lucid expression,

So, I’ve developed this writing obsession,

Hoping you understand the love within,

The cursive strokes of my pen,

Yet I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t know,

In face to face encounters, I’d never show,

Hiding, because I’ve never dare told,

These hidden gems of my soul,

But I wish I were Bold.

Confident.

Sure.

I’d wish for one moment,

A one-on-one to explore.

No more hiding behind rhythmic lines,

No poetic jive,

No unintelligible babble, of nothing that matters.

But to say and be real,

In all sincerity how I feel,

And not one word will I forget,

And when I’m done, no regrets.

But I’ve been terrible from the start,

In separating my mind from my heart,

The only thing that would make me remotely brave,

Was if you agreed to meet me half way,

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Trips To Vegas

Dolisha DeVonne

I hopped on a plane, because you were too scared to fly,

Got on the High Roller, when you were afraid of heights,

Inhaled the Nevada air, a place you’ve never been,

Danced in the night,

Brought my friends,

Maybe sinned.

The coaster at New York, New York, made me fear for my life,

And I walked til my feet hurt embodying visions of lights,

At night, in a hotel room, I slept on the highest floor,

All the curtains open for city lights to allure.

I dreamed,

I relaxed,

Didn’t worry about home.

I talked,

I laughed,

Endless memories captured in my phone,

All these things I’ve done, you never got the chance to do,

I lived for you.

For Mama…Love Dolisha