Archive for June, 2012

suspended

crooked

corrupt

unfair

unjust,

woe

to what choice

and greed

has taken me away from,

humble beginnings

of barefoot

walks

on rough,

gravel

that has allowed me

to appreciate

a soft touch,

and in

that essence

it makes everything

“never enough”,

for having to

wait so long

I feel some sort of

entitlement,

not accurately

accounting

for every cause

and where iT is spent,

being blessed

abundantly

yet not wanting

to pay rent,

ignoring what others are due

further postponing the dew

that I long for

from  every touching my lips,

revelations

walk freely

my everything however

remains suspended

Beg to differ?

she doesn’t want much

but im not willing to give

what she does,

it’s all a matter of love

and where my hearts come from

a slight push automatically receives a shove,

her right hook

has never been mistook

for some kind type of hug,

she’s mistaken

what is agape

with generic physical attraction,

considering how one meets

depicts what repeats

and what isn’t at random,

 “just” is just that

and there are no promises made

when we’re “just having fun”,

what you put up with

you end up with

 oh you beg to differ? I hope you have a good run

up

she doesn’t care

she just wants to break free,

no longer looking at her self

crying constantly comparing,

to others-her want

is never fleeting,

there are far too many options & things

for someone to be,

the essence of your self

isn’t quite as unique as you thought it to be,

looking for love in this club

that others simply go for mating,

being out and about at 2am

isn’t going to find you that love your forever seeking,

being of this world

is similar to a cat stuck in a tree,

may the servants of your God

hurry up and beam thee,

up

up

up

farther than the eye can see,

keep your arms wide open

and never cease from praying.

believe

parting

really is

of rich sorrow,

this moment here

is not so much priceless-more so

tells there will not be a tomorrow,

and if there was

views from each other

would be of something incomplete &  hollow,

there-but not here

honest

with beliefs that tower,

over the “right now”

which is no more than

the hope in word-sound-power,

getting around

hurt

is one feeling

I don’t intend

on passing on,

but I can’t help

the role I play

if I’m not

floating on a cloud,

I carry heavy weight

burdens

that wont

allow me to carry on,

my god took them away

but I picked them back up

as soon as I felt

grown…

I

can handle this

this is only

but a kiss,

if cupid

shoot

then

may she miss,

I don’t know

if I’m ready

to just

up and quit,

I just

realized

the power of my words

oh how passion stems from the lips,

my dear if you

lay lifeless

understand its just shock

in time you’ll get over this

She doesnt care

she’s a wild one

and yet she speaks so well,

so much so she’s the type to interrupt me mid speech

because she wants to hear me get excited & yell,

she’s one  tough cookie

a no discount offer, hard to  sell,

I try to resist from being too abrasive

but the temptation is hot as hell,

she acts very controlling

but I’m thinking/hoping that it’s just a shell,

she puts on her collar/sees me pick up the leash

do I tug or just let her chill, I think to my self,

I refrain from moving to quickly

the signs are there but its hard to tell,

she secluded me to a separate room to sleep

knowing if we share it wont take long before we become a pair,

In the morning I burst in through her opened room door

halfway catching my self, doing my best not to scare,

grabbed her by the ankle then stomach-shake she awakes-says my name

then without skipping a beat asks how long was I standing there,

 before I can reply she mentions having a dream

I wait to find out about what, and she just stares,

I demanded that she tell me-she didn’t

I grew frustrated and my nostrils flared,

 I lay down next to her-grab her by the neck

shes doesn’t move, it’d appear as if she doesn’t care,

is it my responsibility to push start the engine

and here I was blue completely unaware,

it’s so funny how

the times knowledgelikes to share

Price Match

All she needed

was a reason

another hard to swallow thing

down the hatch,

one thinking

one could pull one over

doesn’t know

she lives to price match,

claims to want

to be treated as an equal

yet expects special privileges

that doesn’t match,

fool her once

shame on your

you’ll be lucky if

you get a second chance,

 but if you do

you poor fool

pray

and watch your back,

a broken heart

is a fully loaded gun

that’s sometimes is

more literal and FACT