Posts Tagged ‘ power ’

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….

From The Ground Up

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don’t rush to plant

or else it wont,

grow with love

the earth absorbs…

all of which

stems from it,

if now isn’t ripe

then when is it?

bright ideas

don’t just fall from lips,

it takes more than a sowers intention

& the seeds knowledge from within,

to develop any sort

of relationship…

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

Excuse Me, Pardon Me

I must admit

patience

has never been

my strongest suite,

and because of that

ill never quit

what drives me is

the hot pursuit,

of something that

is in my way

I could give less than two squirts of a shhh

If I want then I’ll want and then I’ll show and I’ll prove,

to be the victor

seeing the bigger picture

a friend I am not

of any obstacle,

maybe going

a little bit beyond

what was necessary

but I can’t help it im either nothing or extraordinary

when I’m next to the impossible,

…(split second pause for breathe)…

arrogance

at full charge

can I get an Amen

or at least a #Woo

How iT appears

objects

may appear closer

when held up

against the glass,

visions a bit

hazy

when your inside

is full of wrath,

others will measure

what you amount to

when hunting down

like fast math,

no matter what the signs say

the horizon is never too far away

because this too shall pass

and the rain storm, no matter how hard, never does last

I Feel A lil’Freddie

with the simplest touch

im on stage

feeling the rush

blood flowing

to my head

then the body’s going numb

which is nothing much

then a  sign

that im

on my way going up

and there’s nothing that

anything else can give, to make anything else enough

to be equal to because no equivalence

can never ever match up

to an amazing grace

that can only come from up above

that good that pure

that holy stuff

Dont Look Here

i cant be

every where at once

so where ever i go

i have to leave my mark,

sometimes

to seduce
sometimes

just to create a checkpoint

where i can restart,

feelings of the past

leave behind

and ahead

a guilty spark,

that can ignite

at any moment

choosing the time

is what becomes

the art..

 

a matador

never fights the bull

unless its

a little hurt and tired out,

the element

of surprise

leaves jaws open

uncovering the mouth,

that breathes in

all that i need

to some how

get you to shout,

in pain

from my void

that it creates

even more doubt..

 

you’ve combed

a cleaned out your house

but i tend to leave

tinier bread crumbs behind,

that blends into

the carpets the floors

your soul

your mind,

the heart

is easy to manipulate

because wounds heal

with time,

but they also

leave gaps

that reminisce

yearning for what is no longer thine…

 

in hopes that

reverse psychology

triggers your

anatomy,

touching

the same spots

i would when it was

just you and me,

whispering

the same words

that would set

your mind at ease,

is done not only

to appease

but to also

keep you at your knees…

 

give not

attention

to what isn’t

deserved,

what hurt

once before

will hurt

even worse,

the enemy

clings

to what isn’t

so for sure,

any doubt

and hope

can be used

to make you slur,

what ever lines

that may have

taken so long

to even paint and curve,

what goes up

must come down

hence how gravity

brings us down to earth…