Posts Tagged ‘ balance ’

The Couple With Two Left Feet

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How I long to know,

Where these things

Have brought you from. ..

its simply

to understand

And

i swear,

It’s not

to judge…

The reasons why you’re here

acting so nonchalant

And why you speak

In such nimble tongues…

Leaves me curious

As to how it

lullabies

My def heart.

And turns my brain

Into

such mush…

I’m a man of strength

Who loves

to exercise

Control…

Then we engage,

And it seems like

I have little

to neither of both…

I wonder to my self,

Am I ever suppose to

Love like this?

I see no good thing,

In ever being so weak…

Then I realize

You could be a judge

Meant to cut me off

Because I stood too tall

spoke too bold

Oh so very proud

When on the tippy toes

of my feet…

Have the hearts

That I’ve broken

Form together Reincarnated,

Forcing me to taste

Such bitter defeat…?

If that’s the case

Slay me now

Or tell me when will I

Be able to love

And have an other

Feel iT for me

mutually!!!!

Or am I

To wonder around

In circles

Until my ways

Are chiseled

Straight

In purity?…

There isn’t

Any rest for the wicked,

And I suppose

That’s why we’re both

Still dancing….

Still Soul Thirsty

iT pants

and

iT pants

whats

long-lasting

and

quenches  thirst?

one tries

to make

minor changes

but iT

usually

only makes things

worse,

abundant

when giving others

energy

but iT drains

self

like a drink on its last slurp,

is this that

yang

to the yin

of being gifted

with a curse,

is not

the medic

service intended

to heal

and

to nurse?

to give a slap

across the ass

encourage

to get out there

and work,

your faith

has made you

strong

so go on

 and

show off

your worth,

like gills

that have gone

dry

breathing iT

makes iT

hurt,

missing

a LOVE

that completes

giving an understanding

beyond a simple soft serve,

woe to how hard iT is

when the body is full

and iTs only

your soul

that

 thirsts

The Cost

I AM thirsty

& my throat is often parched,

I drink what every body’s drinking

but satisfaction has yet to start,

diluting my attention

from searching other types of charts,

that can possibly

approach & penetrate the deep vaults of the heart,

way beyond the bridge

of what ladies have already arched,

way past the pain of what mighty men

have often marched,

battling to the death, with a balance more won

then most have lost,

figured it gave a reason

to wear a smile with a slightly jaded gloss,

but exhaustion has left warriors confused

with their mind’s eye crisscrossed,

with ethics & morals

off to the side heaved & tossed,

out in to the cold

still yet to defrost,

from the shakes & the quakes

and what victory has often cost