Posts Tagged ‘ leave ’

cant find a two way street

oh love

right now

you seem

tobe,

so one way…

all intersections

are closed,

maybe they’ll

soon change…

my heart

is open

for such

but not,

lately…

either I’m

blind to

the touch,

or my soul,

can’t play…

pretend

for too long,

because,

the mind

strays…

I don’t

want to lie,

but the hurt,

seems great…

I’m too

unworthy of,

to cause,

such pain…

my right

mind

is so far off

whats left

is lame…

I double back

all the way

just to stay

in the same lane…

expecting

different results

now that’s

insane…

pull me out

from the seams

and punch out

the frame….

one thing

for sure,

we’re not,

working…

Something to hold for the moment

The clothes

don’t make the man

the man

makes the clothes,

from the highest him self

this woman was perfectly fitted

in a league

all of her own,

with a smile that gets me dizzy

and curves

like I’ve never

seen before,

how her body

contains it all

must be a God blessing

and it shows,

like a lace up corset

it hooks your eyes from the back

 lacing up the sides of your mind

oh how her light skin can hold,

such majestic

causing temptation

with the simple scent

of many a rose,

I’m smitten

and she’s bitten

on to the concept

that I’ve sold,

I product placed

then replaced

what I truly was

unworthy to hold,

she figures me out

undresses her self

and tells me that

my confession was bold,

soon after we embraced

 face to face

and from that point

she couldn’t let go,

her shape

I crave

so I then engrave

my soul into her mold,

she accepts

with blissful breathes

that I now

have to go…

You Break IT, You Buy IT.

not always

is the customer always right,

and if you think your checks and balances are worth the  receipt

well then you must be in dire need of a fight,

there’s some things that you

just can’t put a label on or price,

no algorithm theory

of the beauty in the spirit or what is appealing to the eyes,

can match the stains and debt you leave

when you crush, because you break, you buy!

How eye see

The way eye see

is rather strange

technology advances

but some methods hardly change

in order of importance

more than often rearrange

how eye look at big picture

settling for the wallet size in exchange

oh how our differences

range

Side swiped at the perfect time

People Hate

What They (can’t have and)

 Dont

Understand,

LIfe

is happening

with or without you

so to fait, what is your primary plan?

you may think

your playing poker

and the main hazard here

is not, to not let any one else see your hand,

 this is chess

with carefully calculated steps

properly matched and set

 to meet and get their demands,

so clap your hands

and wish evil’s

just will

goes away,

like a domino effect

touching every single thing

that slips in/ falls out or that gets

in or around its way,

all that slander

and all those lies

strictly and only for you self satisfies

leaving little to be happy about when I am given the “bad news of the day”,

so clouded in my self

I hardly had

any feeling

left to feel,

when the enemy

that’s been on my tail

sees her window

and complains to those that also see its appeal,

I’m threatening

because their bullshitting

does little to scare me or make me submit to the

kiss ass and wait in line sort of parade,

I answer to those who ask

so if ever given a task

and those in which are thirsty and ask

for water and flask,

in which case I have

do I shew them away?

 and say for those comments/that answer/this water

this company (my employer)

does not pay for me to relay?

heavens no

I pour until I can’t no more

and if in conversation we both agree

that we are all in the final end of days,

why should you be offended

if what we’re grieving over

isn’t in your interest

if it isn’t within your grasp

then this subject matter

is not for you, at least not today!

not everything

is meant for you

or against all of you

who happen to think and feel

the same way,

let the dead

Barrie the dead

the blind

lead the blind

and you your self

can go on and about

your own merry way!

I’m not soliciting

or trying to make commission

some one has a dollar

I have 4 quarters

and they have a feeling

I’m carrying change,

do I ignore whats been left at my door

my response is

I have nothing more

what I’ve been given

and what you’re asking for

I give freely

because it’s what ive been given

to gave,

my god has

set me in my path

forgiven my awful past

and set me in my ways,

I was side swiped

at the perfect time

because at this time

I wasnt going to move

until the building came down

in flames,

so now

by no other choice

I move away,

oh how

comments

pave

(this is the first installment

of a week-long series

of how people

who can’t grasp the situation

they only caught

a fraction of a piece of

can jump to conclusions

further building

an excerpt catalog

that led to my termination

from a company that

is supposed to help

those that are less fortunate

down and out

on their luck

know them selves

what is needed

but wanting confirmation

who am I to deny

what is placed in my heart

not by choice?)

///my termination letter will be uploaded at the end of the week

to show case and better illistrate the up coming poems ///

shoo away


Anywhere

but here

any place

will do,

slap me

gift wrap me

up-stream/down the river

just say shoo,

im waiting

for it

I’ve been expecting it

I see it in the queue,

having

to wait

is what has me

all bent up and confused,

hoping

for the best

expecting

what I’m so use to,

my eye lids

grow heavy

tears have no room

for “its too soon”,

these walls

are empty

their plain

making it all the more blue,

the scenery

is bland

my “once” moments are what use to be “had”

and that part is true,

if we don’t

learn from the past

what else

can the future prove,

if sadness

is all that re-occurs

give me

something new,

if you love

the way I lie

then my dear

it seems like you have something to prove,

what ever you’re trying

to change

is not for you

to change into,

it’s strategically

developed

for you’s and yours

to consume,

in jest

reflect

and somehow from that

device/avoid your doom,

we’ve made

our mess

so now here’s

the broom,

I rather you

not say a thing

or if you do

carefully choose,

what words

you’ll win with

everything

is  a matter of win or lose,

take me home

anywhere away from here

or please with the up most respect

MOVE

Building

when given instructions

it isn’t wise not to skip steps,

sure A to C is quicker

but B might have provided some much-needed strength,

I got my  clean cut and shave

but I’m still not the social butterfly that God had originally made,

still annoyed by those around me

seeing nothing special in what they do or have to say,

I’m not the type to be full of my self

but then again that’s what they all say,

I think things then believe it

word

sound

power

from the imagination of my brain,

so disillusioned by my views and beliefs

I feel clinically insane,

I’m out of breath from my huff an puff

maybe I need a different trade?

which is why I don’t want to say anything at all

since lately I havent had anything nice to say,

one commented that I’m not a talker

that’s incorrect it depends on the conversation and what/where it paves way,

I wont pursue if im not interested

and not building upon my advances is as good as saying “F-U, your too late”,

I don’t like being ignored denied

and asked again what I couldn’t make any more plain,

I stand still in angst even though

I want to yell from hiding such pain,

but I don’t want to attract the attention

of others that don’t feel the same way,

so I continue on

silent waiting patiently to break away,

slowly building a catalogue

so I can bid my 9 to 5 a good day