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31.12.10

The Forgotten One

I wish I could be with you
To hold you close in my arms
And touch your hair in the breeze
Your an angel from the heavens

Your wings just out of my reach

Yearning the chance to be with you
So lonely out here without you
Waiting to walk hand and hand with you

Is this dream to much to ask for

The thought of walking on a beach
With you only on my mind
Making love to each other forever

I wish I could tell you everything

Everything that's happened
And everything I've seen
My world to you so open

A New Year's Wish

A New Year's Wish 
Sent to you 

May you flourish 
In all you do 

May you have friendship, 
Love that's kind 

More happiness, 
Than most would find

May you have courage, 
Strength and peace 

Your purpose in life, 
May it never cease. 

May you have wisdom, 
To keep strong. 

Forgiveness from others, 
When you do wrong. 

May God guide you,
In all you do

My Words (just listen)

My words
starts when emotions begin to flow
and as I begin to speak
my heart will soon let me know.
My words
are consumed when you start to explore
and as I search my inner thoughts
my voice begins to soar.

My words
come from the heart
so please listen to what I say
as I close my eyes
I let them guide the way.
My words
can be silent and oh so still
as long as you understand
the point I'm trying to reveal.

My words
are written in many forms
and also is spoken from the heart
just listen to my words
because they are a work of art.

29.12.10

Skeptic Heaven {collab feat. Juan Johnson}

I have been in this war far too long....I have waited to come home so long.....I haven't opened the letter that I got from my sweetie, cause I'm afraid its a "dear john".  I love to hear her voice and to see her eyes in the machine we call the computer.....I open the letter and it reads....:

"In your tears you make me soft, you gently blow to dry me, your anger stirs my soul, your warm sun walks through my fields where I let you lay, waiting for me to cover you....but I can't wait, I long for you, yet can't have you. Searched for you., but can't see you. You ignite my thoughts, then leave me suspended. The envisage is more than physical, a vision unable to be touched. A moment conceptualized in the mind of the leery, anticipated by the deprived. "

I cry....I don't know what to say but I do know what to write. So I sit down to pen my thoughts to my anxious awaiting at home:

I can't wait until I fulfill every thought you have been having, every touch you wanted,  and to satisfy your mind so that you will know that I too, am attracted to you for more than that of the physical. My life rests in you, you are what I live for and the distance between us can never be the void that it looks to be.  Not even death will keep me from coming home to you. Your waiting arms....your warm heart....your soft lips....your loving legs.....your caressing eyes....your gentle touch... If I ignite your thoughts, you set my soul a blaze! I dare to touch such a wonderful creature of GOD without care and caution.  GOD has blessed me with more than an angel....He has given me you...My own personal heaven...
I pace the floor, walking back and forth in my confusement. Anxiously awaiting. Knowing. It will have his scent, posses his touch. Has been licked with the softness of..., him. It will arrive with his word vacating the envelope taking refuge in my heart. Alas the carrier drops his decadence into my waiting hands.., my heart skips. I slowly raise the letter to get a whiff of what I have been anticipating for so long. Slowly running my finger across the seal of love that has been given to me. 

Gently I open it's edge and remove any sureties or absoluteness. I glare at the words glaring at me. "satisfy your mind so that you will know that I too". Damn can he be feeling my every thought? "Am attracted to you for more than that of the physical" but I've heard that line before. "If I ignite your thoughts, you set my soul a blaze", I know I can't be the only one but he makes me feels as if there is none. What is this man doing to me.. I know more of what I want.., I can't have. He was given to me, and I to him but what kind of heaven can we have.? When we're heavens apart.

Sometimes

Sometimes I cry with no tears in my eyes
the darkest of days
clouds full of rain
locked in my soul
unreleased rage...
Sometimes I cry with no tears in my eyes
tormented
celebrated
lonesome spirit

26.12.10

Don't Let Facebook® Get Your Dick Hard

I love it when a plan comes together
You're so predictable
So not on my level
think it's a joke
Cause you send me a poke
Smile and Tag me a few times
Seemingly walking a line
Pretending to be a
Gent when the truth is
You're going for the groans
Grown men and women
Know it is what it is
So make no mistakes
I am not shaken by your nonsense
You ask me to let down my wall
When your monkey ass couldn't even climb the fence
Seriously...
Did you think you could shoot from your hip
Try to be slick
Tell me if my head is good you'll be good to me
Put oil on your tongue
Use words like "fellatio / cunnilingus"
When you and I are not...will not...ever be us?
Trust it was about conversation
Verbal stimulation
The ability to see just how far you could woo me
However you fail to realize
Simply because you were so in a rush to part my thighs
That I am not her and she is not me
So I am as I were when you began to
Smile at me
send me a pass
Tagging my page hoping to tap my ass
On this cloud smiling at my sweetie
Kicking your monkey ass in the forehead with this poem
A lady with class
Detroit stupid on your ass
Yet a woman before anything
That's the reality of
Uncompromisable Beauty...

I Wonder When

When does she drop a tear for you
Your broken heart leaving you blue
who stands at your side to wipe your tears
hold you at night to sustain your fears
when does she realize the pain she's caused
the daily prayers of life in pause
fast forward or rewind it stays the same
while day in day out you take the blame
when do you get your happily ever after
no more lies just another chapter
who portrays a relationship behind closed doors
all the while wishing for more
when does she stop taking you for granted
Everyone knows her thought process is slanted
Time to stop the madness you hide deep inside
Take a step forward and let it ride
When will it be your time to shine
I say Now, so let it go and start the climb
Your heart is pure, a God send to many
time to realize your worth, time to have plenty

24.12.10

Christmas 2010

Right around the corner it sneaks up,
Christmas time;
People shopping for presents galore,
The perfect give for those they adore,
Through the store not many smiles,
Did someone take the gift they desire,

Is it the gifts we treasure so dear,
The hustle and bustle this time of year,
The idea of happiness that should fill the air,
And the coming of a New Year,

Well no,

It's the shed of a smile to those we hold dear,
The excitement in the eye of the children,
The coming together as family and friend,
For the smile of a stranger,
Just caused by saying hi,
The giving and caring,
The loving the sharing,
For the one born just for US!!!!!!

Wanted.., Apply Within

What do I want,
But a tender touch,
Sitting beside a fire,
Hearing just our hearts,
The warmth of our bodies,
Making us one,

The commitment,
The communication,
The trust,
The love,
All within us at this moment.

Wishes Dreams Reality

Wishes are hopes,
We wish for our families,
And for our friends,
For money,
There is no end,

Dreams are just pictures,
Of all we desire,
The visions,
That could be good or bad,
Wrapped in our souls,

Reality is what we live,
Through the days and years,
That combined,
Our wishes and dreams,
For happiness for all to see,
So give a smile,
Each and every day,
For in reality,
You touch another's soul.

Def Poetry: Phylicia Rashad- 'On Status'

Def Poetry: Floetry- "Fantasize"

23.12.10

Over -->B4 it began

How do I say goodbye to you
When we never really said hello?
Is it any easier to walk away from the seeds of a friendship
Never given time to root and grow?
(Grow into what – a bigger friendship? I don’t know.)

And how is it possible to miss someone
I hardly ever see?
How can I know if you were my hero,
When you rode into the sunset
Long before the credits rolled.
How can there be a formal end to something
Which had no real beginning?

I can only thank you for the rainbows you brought to my storms;
For the silver lining you stitched in my clouds.
It was refreshing to find,
In this Sea of Skepticism,
Another fish peering at the world through a prism.
So, thank you for the laughs we had
And those that might have been.
I really cannot say goodbye.
Please, always be my friend.

22.12.10

Deep

Grey sky, thundering waves
Wash away all my tears
Give me back the power to trust
Alleviate all of my fears.

I loved a man with a passion deep;
Yes, deeper than the sea,
Oh! talk to me with your breakers loud
How could he do this to me?

To every ill that stalks this Earth
A cure in nature is found
So speak to me with your watery voice
Why did MY love run aground?

21.12.10

HIM

It’s been so long! Forever! Since I’ve felt...YOU!
Truly! Known...YOU!Looked! Upon...YOU! SMILED! Seen!
The true, reflection! Of...YOU! Within, my eyes!Reflecting...HIM!
Circled! Encompassed! Your, body! With, mine!Felt! The sweat!
Upon, your skin! Kissed! Your, loving lips!Felt! The eternal! Essence! Of...YOU!
WITHIN! It’s...ME! Always! Remembering...YOU!An eternal! IMAGE! All up in my, head!
Captured! Deep, within!Under! Lock and key!Because! It’s, been so long!
Since I’ve...Held, your hand! With, mine!Seen! The smile, upon your face! Looking, back at me!Held...YOU!
Within, my mind! Searching...YOU! Through-out!Touched! Your, tender...face! Kissed! Your, body...WILD!Wrapped!
My loving arms, around...YOU! Embracing, every...inch!Far too long! Since, I’ve...Held your body! Entwined! With mine!Felt! Your, delicate...legs! Wrapped, in mine! Feeling, every...TWIST!Held! Your love, with mine! SMILED!
From, deep, within! Embraced!The sweet! Taste! Of...HE! The flavour! Of...HIM! Enticing! ME!It’s! Never, ending! With...HIM! HE’S! Always! On my mind!Always! Can’t control! Always! Taking, hold! Of...ME!Always! Apart! Of...ME!Knowing! I will, always! Want...YOU! HIM! Forever!Always! Captured! By...HIM! HE’S! A natural thing! Exciting...ME! Nature! Doing, it’s...THING!It’s...YOU! HE! Breathing! Life! Around...ME!

It's Written...Collab with Juan Johnson

She says to him..."I can't be on a whim like you and that makes me feel bad
and you understand it's not about sex"

He says..."I know that...
it's about beauty...
and touch..."

She says..."that's the best part"

20.12.10

These Things I Need

these things I need are not hard to give
just a necessity these things I need to live

I will be everything I possibly can
in return all I ask is that you be a man

be a comfort in my hour of need
be the band aid when I bleed

absorb my tears as they fall
lend me your strength be my brick wall

My Yin to Your Yang

19.12.10

Tears like Rain

I wouldn’t complain if love gives you
Me
And you’ll pull me away from that bitch name karma
And the dark spots that linger over me
would be replaced with the sun’s rays
Shining light on our destiny
Dreams chased with us being side by side
And us holding hands Somewhere over the rain bow

And We

will become each other's pot of gold
And tomorrow will seem like a couple of lifetimes away
when really
It’s only a few seconds
and

Intellectual Intercourse

I've invited you
to whisper
sweet nothings, everything
and whatever
is in between
your thoughts
about me
to me....

Your lips
close to
my ear
enticing
my lips
to be
near yours
but I want
to hear
of this
explicit desire
to be closer
not just
to my body
but
my heart
as well....

Looking For

I ponder what happened to chivalry and romance. Don't get me wrong, I know it's out there. I've seen it and experienced it - what women look for (or at least any women with sense would look for). But I often wonder why it's so hard to find.
I used to believe, when I was much younger and naive, that if you give it, you will receive it...then as I got a little older and more experienced, I began to see that if it's not in their core - their DNA, it won't be there later and it can't be taught, not even by example.
There's also a more unpopular school of thought that your "flavor" of romance and chivalry aren't everyone's flavor. That requires being introspective and self aware. Trust me on this one...being self aware is a skill and requires practice, but I digress. What I'm trying to say here is it's possible to overlook attempts at romance. If you're looking for a red bird in the trees, you might miss all of the other beautiful birds because you were focused on red. Get my drift?
I read something recently where someone asked what romantic thing they did for their Valentine and a very proud young man answered, "I took a nude picture of myself and sent it to my jumpoff". SMH...One lady received flowers every day at work the week of Valentines and she shared with me that the person that sent them, her fiance, expected lude acts in return every night (not the regularly loving we all like...I mean lude).
Have we lost sight of what romance is? Have we lost our way in courtship before and during relationships? Have we lost ourselves? So, I pose the question out there...where in the hell is romance and chivalry?
I was sipping my coffee when I saw him....tall, broad, bald, and dressed as if he respected himself and others.  He walked in with a strength and commitment to his place in the universe. 
Many men are lost; not in the way you may think - and as painful as this may be to some women, we are the bread crumbs men have followed into the dark caves some of them live their lives.
We have contributed to our men losing their way to their inner peace and love destiny.
Told by their inner circles to do better with no coaxing or stroking, just the demands to "do more", society has led them to believe they are nothing without an expensive car, fancy clothes, or cash in their pocket.
Told by women they're nothing to them - through their actions not their words, we all have lost.
The very females that complain they're doing things alone, don't get enough attention, aren't satisfied at home, and have no money to spend are the very same vixens that failed their men - failed to lift them up. They've given nothing to fill his cup, and never tell him he's what's up.
The strength of a woman is more than her smile, her style, her losing or winning.  It is measured by her ability to embrace her man, her king, her knight shining. It's how a woman is in the moment, is present, and how she looks in his eyes and finds his style, his strength, his weakness, her place in his heart, where he begins and where he ends.
Know the very moment that brings his soul to you.  Know how you've built what you have together and keep it alive.  Know how to keep his attention...keep him thinking forever.
Thank Him for allowing you another day with him.
Show your appreciation for him, about him, with him

17.12.10

Confusion

How do you find love in darkness or is 
that why they say love is blind? It's the simple things I crave but does it seem
illusive because life is so complicated or is life complicated because I live a
life of illusion? I struggle and fight to feel your passion or can I not find
where your passion lies because it's been lost in a frustrating trail of regret?
Its my lonesome tears that keeps me fighting for a love as blind as ours but how
do you hold on to hope when it has been lost in deceit created by others? Faith
in you is faith in me longing to love free, but where do we find the space to be
free when from the beginning it was faulted by those un-willing to see? The
spirit of a love so strong binded my insecurity followed by hatred understood
with compassion yet falling quickly in to a pool of devastation, where does the
trust in us begin and the outer evils ignored to find that place where fate
brought us together and a love so meant to be can become worthy of all things
great? Sincerity lost in a sea of judgment where we once held each other dear
and true, how do we begin to move on when there was no end? Closure they say can
help us heal but how do we heal when the pain was inflicted with cruel
intentions not by you or I but by hands of outsiders looking in on something
they do not understand?  How do I let go of something I believed
in that has touched my very soul leaving me confused with bewilderment that it
has happened again leaving me unsure and afraid to love again? How do I say I'm
being selfish with out being vein, when true I want what I want but only to keep
me sane? Lost in your shadow, cold, lifeless and unstable fighting to see me,
how do I tell you I'm tired with sleepless nights and hectic days with out
inflicting sorrow upon your heart?

To be free of me is to be free of you,
can you imagine the possibilities of life with out us? I am now beginning to
see!

25.11.10

Did I Tell You My New Address???

I have moved out from Beggars Alley, located at 2 Poverty Lane at the corner of Down and Out Circle. As of today, I have a brand new home.
My new address is Living Well on 231 Abundance Terrace, located at the corner of Blessings Drive and Prosperity Peak . It's in the God Can neighborhood No longer will I allow myself to travel to the other side of town on Begging Peter to Pay Paul Route, located at a dead end intersection called I Don't Have, which connects with Borrowers Junction!
I no longer hang out at Failure's Place, near Excuses Avenue , next to Procrastination Point. I've moved to an upscale community called Higher Heights with unlimited potential and opportunities for me to succeed. I can do ALL things through CHRIST who strengthens me!
Life is good because God is good! Care to change your address? There are many vacancies!
GREAT IS THY FAITHFULNESS Oh LORD!
I AM WELL BLESSED AND SO ARE YOU, in spite of temporary circumstances!!!!!!
DON'T TELL GOD HOW BIG YOUR STORMS ARE; TELL YOUR STORMS HOW BIG YOUR GOD IS!!

The Man With a Divided Heart

When u fall in love with a man who has a divided heart,
Your relationship is doomed right from the start.
As he tries to convince u that things are better than they seem,
he leads u down a path of empty promises and unfulfilled dreams.
Hot and steamy lovemaking filled with passionate cries
are followed by unanswered calls, disappearing acts and insulting lies.
His smooth and crafty words resonate in ur head,
as u lie awake at night in a cold empty bed.
Being shuffled about like a deck of card and feeling like a fool,
is the price u pay for being in love with a man who's totally confused.
U deserve to be loved by a God-fearing man who is stable and sincere,
not a man who has become an expert at saying things every woman wants to hear.
Get out of this mess, Girlfriend! God has better plans for u.
He wants to rebuild ur inner spirit and make it better than new.
U are a precious Child of God. U are beautiful and way to smart,
to stay in a damaging relationship with a man who has a divided heart...

Ever SO Thankful

I sit and watch the beginning of a new day,
I come to Jesus, I begin to pray.
Every time I open my front door,
I see things to thank him for.
I thank him for the smells of spring,
And all of the beautiful things it brings.
I thank him for the blue of the sky,
And the pretty birds that fly so high.
I thank him for the grass so green,
I thank him for the gentle rains that makes the tranquil streams.
I thank him for the clean air each day,
As I stop and smell the flowers along the way.
I thank him for the Cristian life I live,
For we all know what he had to give.
As I am thanking him I see his eyes, I see his face,
For only he could create such a beautiful place.

s(HE) be(LIE)veD

With my undivided attention
I used to listen without fear
From negligence in return
Now I can't even hear
My taste was once sweet
Like a bee on a flower
But now my tongue is numb
and has turned sour
I used to be able to smell the breeze
During the winter, summer, fall and spring
but the days have changed because now
I can't even differentiate aroma
From Stink
When I cared
my acquaintances didn't act real
Therefore as time went by
from loving deeply with my heart
I saw everything Red
From getting absolutely no response
my senses are completely dead
My eyesight, hearing, taste, touch and smell
were once like a shooting star
Now blind, deaf, tasteless, can't smell
Because my feelings are dead, they are!

24.11.10

I believed (and this May be Just me)

I believe that the sun shines after the rain
I believe if you don't get hurt you'll never gain
I believe in not doing things the easy way
I believe that being selfish doesn’t pay

I believe in a second chance

I believe in a life long romance
I believe there is life after death
And standing up to a life of mess

I believe in love at first sight

I believe that revenge isn’t right
I believe that first impressions last
And there is nothing better then a good laugh

I believe that dreams do come true

I believe there's destiny for me and you
I believe that good things come to those who wait
I believe love never arrives too late

I believe something good comes from something bad

I believe that for tears of happiness there are tears of sad
I believe everyone has a guardian angel
And the good you do will be rewarded well

I believe sometimes there is no explanation

I believe money can't buy people's affection
I believe you don't know what you've got until it's gone
I believe a new day arrives with every dawn

I believe a smile can be contagious

I believe in being very outrageous
I believe in living with no regrets
I believe that life is as good as it gets

I believe that God watches over us

I believe the little things are worth the fuss
I believe you have each friend for a reason
I believe you will get punished for treason

Women

By the time the Lord made woman, he was into his sixth day of working overtime. An angel appeared and said, "Why are you spending so much time on this one?" And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart -and she will do everything with only two hands." The angel was astounded at the requirements. "Only two hands!”? No way! And that's just on the standard model? That's too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish. But I won't," the Lord protested. "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can work 18 hour days." The angel moved closer and touched the woman. "But you have made her so soft, Lord." "She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish. "Will she be able to think?” asked the angel. The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate." The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the woman’s cheek.
"Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one." "That's not a leak," the Lord corrected, "that's a tear!" "What's the tear for?" the angel asked. The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride." The angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything! Woman is truly amazing." And she is! Women have strengths that amaze men. They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their family can have. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart. Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. They’ll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning. They bring joy, hope and love. They have compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their family and friends Women have vital things to say and everything to give....... HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.

Sagittarius 'A' (Sestina)

( Sestina: a lyrical fixed form consisting of six 6-line usually unrhymed stanzas in which the end words of the first stanza recur as end words of the following five stanzas in a successively rotating order and as the middle and end words of the three verses of the concluding tercet.)

Hallowed; coming forth from darkness to light
appearing as the event horizon,
you black hole articulate origins.
Transcending the memory of eons
you challenge all to recall their purpose
while remaining tethered to you, the source.

You are Sagittarius “A” the source,
the omnivorous consumer of light.
Residing way beyond the horizon
you provide insights into origins.
Imparting the wisdom of the eons
like foreknowledge, destiny, and purpose

YOU convince all to remain on purpose.
Deferential I bow before the source
acknowledging what is devoid of light
begot the inaugural horizon.
Antecedency phantoms origin
but it’s not the begetter of eons

However derivative of eons
the past is a result of grand purpose.
Singular and principle is the source.
Yes, a natural phenomena, light
does shine and orient the horizon
but again it is not the origin.

Sagittarius “A” the origin
is whence we came forth among the eons.
Clearly elucidating my purpose
I’m compelled to contribute to the source.
Embolden over the passage of light
years, retrograde to the first horizon

I am vim of the event horizon.
No longer to contemplate origins.
Privilege to know the root of eons,
the architects primordial purpose,
I acknowledge and promulgate the source.
Source that’s begotten the heavens first light.

The womb of first light’s event horizon
speaks to origin, the foremost eon,
as does purposing THE BLACK HOLE as source.

Freedom in Knowing

Body restrained - eyes unable to see
Fingers and mouths enveloping me
Sucking and biting, the harder the better
My body is hot, my darkness is wetter

Before I know it someone’s deep inside

I move my body and relish the ride
I haven’t a clue who this lover might be
Never felt so alive, never felt so damned free

Somewhere in the distance I hear someone screaming

This is too good to be true I just have to be dreaming
Multiple manipulations tasting and touching
Hands and fingers probing and clutching

Skillfully somebody slips in between

Raising me up as if I were a machine
Hands spreading my butt cheeks apart
Pushing in deep I jump with a start

Too much stimulation to wait any longer

The orgasmic bliss is getting much stronger
Trapped in this orgy with nowhere to run
I’m a blood thirsty tigress who now needs to come

Lost in lust and perpetual pleasure

My body is like a new found treasure
Open-mindedness can take you far
There’s a freedom in knowing just who you are

Those Fuckin "FairyTales"

I once was told a story
of how my life would be
With a happily ever after
Such a childish fantasy

It wasn't till much later

That I knew I needed more
And that fairy tales and wishes
Wouldn't satisfy this whore

The prince rescued sleeping beauty

And loved her with all his might
But someone else was in her bedroom
Fucking her goodnight

Cinderella was a naughty one

And liked it from behind
She liked to be punished
She liked to be confined


Did snow white touch herself

When the seven dwarfs would sleep?
Dreaming of another lover
Who would fuck her oh so deep

Alice dreamed of wonderland

On those restless summer days
But at night her body belonged
To the mad hatter and his wicked ways

Love is overrated

Love’s just not enough
It's those dark needs that control us
Dark and dirty and rough

So when you wish upon a star

It makes a difference who you are
There is no happily ever after
Unless it leaves a scar

My Offering

Waiting on the edge of addiction
Standing on the ledge with restriction
Part of me wants to stay
Part of me wants to run away

The darkness of my needs are returning

The part of me that bleeds is now burning
Touch me if you dare
I don’t easily scare

Help me lose control and possess me

Reach inside my soul and caress me
I know you can taste it
Would be a shame to waste it

My lust is like a siren’s call

So trust yourself and start to fall
Let go of what’s inside
Reveal all you try to hide

Put your hand against my breast

Understand you have been blessed
Between my thighs
Is where beauty lies

Waiting on the edge of addiction

Standing on the edge with conviction
I release my fears
And offer you my tears

Fever

A thought turns into fantasy
A smell burns in my memory
A touch can last forever
If you let it

A dream can wake a nightmare
A desire becomes deadly
A whisper chases a scream
In an instant

Pleasure wrapped in pain
Don’t you dare complain
Try to break the chain
Nothing more to gain

A scar holds secret beauty
A laugh blends with the tears
A truth retells a lie
If you trust it

A caress leaves a bruise
A kiss lessens the wound
A heart has no limits
If you’re open

The choice is yours to make
Inside I feel the ache
There is so much at stake
For you my soul will shake

23.11.10

Strange Love 55

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all prepared their boats and left.

Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."


Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel, "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat." Vanity answered.


Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh.... Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"


Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her!


Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way.


Love realized how much he owed the elder and asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?


"Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because, only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."

Sensual Darkness

I might take a chance and show you a side of me
My openness is sometimes misconstrued
I am often misunderstood
Don’t mistake my honesty for arrogance
I know who I am and I embrace it

My darkness is not yours for the taking
But I can show you the beauty within
I can make you see things you’ve never seen before
Feel things that exist in your unspoken dreams
There is a great deal to discover if your mind is open

Do not abuse my sincerity
You will never meet anyone more real than me
I can teach you how I see things
How I feel things

I live within a different kind of darkness
Here there are no rules
No boundaries
You are free to show who you truly are
For me it can be no other way

I could never live in shadows
Masks won’t ever cover this face
I brazenly walk though uncharted territory
I shine in the darkest of nights
Can you feel the heat radiating from my soul?

There is a sensual side to the darkness
And I know this because I own it
It flows through me like an addiction
I feel the rush and live off the ecstasy that it brings
Take my hand and let me show you

~>Ms. Misunderstood "KMA" c.2009

There's no prerequisite
my etiquette is eloquent
decadence is evident
As people show their irrelevance
To the authentic arsenal
Delivered by the parcel
These anthrax lines were
Snorted by government marshals
In an underground take over
A kingpin's make over
I bitch slap sap suckas
Time's up, break's over
While you're wastin years
I'm revvin up, shiftin gears
Blowing the old gas out my tank
As my path veers
To an unplanned destination
with no procrastination
I deliver this defecation
with no hesitation
I remove impurities
along with INSECURITIES
Give you pure perfection
along with the surety
that I will turn things
Upside down when I'm around
Turn thought inside out and
leave heads spellbound
My vibe is ridiculous
I shed poet leaves in the fall
call me deciduous
incredulous minds
conceive perpetual blinds
I open unscrupulous eyes
to intellectual shine
the sound of the locusts
put my mind in focus
I take a moment of silence....
to enjoy my opus

Writing Again..

Society does not want to see minorities succeed
Especially Blacks who are in so much need
Poverty is an issue for us and counseling has become a must
We become teenage mothers and quit school
We have no one to guide us and that's not cool
They rate us in statistics and judge us by the majority
We do not get a turn to learn and earn and we get no priority
They might call us ghetto, Low-Income and use other racial comments
They hate to view us as important as Lawyers, Doctors,or Sergeants
We go through embarrassment & sometimes even through harassment
What they do not know is that we are,in fact,intelligent
I would like to see my people accomplish more in the game
To show our cruel society we are not all the blame
We need to stick together to prove we are the same
And of our culture,we have no shame

I Gave You My Soul

I gave you my soul: handful of shimmering leaves from the treetop of a birch reached towards the Sun...
few rays of Moon and a few flowers of healing meadow's herbs tied by thread of the spool of magic
whose thread I follow through darkness up to the place where your soul is lonesome
brooding into the sky Forgive me because of the modest gift,
I didn't know how to become a star to lighten you glance because 
in this moment in life I learned just how to be a human, woman carried by whirlpools
of the red river which springs from the heart and again pour in it

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