The stench of fear lures like blood,
Sharks at sea level, vultures hovering above.
Venoms of the Earth with agendas overdue,
prayers going up hoping the fires don’t engulf you.
The darkness of night wakes me today,
only cause survival reigned last night,
If I had to choose a side..I’d have to say win,
Funny how it tends to rhyme with sin.
So I was having a good time then I realized I was all alone
Who told my sanity to leave or go home?
I mean he was the only friend I had in this world so cold
And when my motivation loses focus, my sanity says be bold
Damn…why did someone insult my mind to influence a departure
Of the only thing there as my friend, comrade, allowing me to be an author
When the pen hits the pad or the keystrokes equal something riveting
I feel good, but without it…my well-being is inhibited.
Who in the hell told my sanity to leave….Damn You!!!!
I can’t even be mad, when I don’t know who to gear my anger towards
You don’t understand my sanity keeps me cool when I wanna act a fool
My sanity sad no when I was considering shit that would have caused harm to me and you
My sanity keeps me kosher, when I say I’m going crazy cause I haven’t seen the smile on my daughter’s face
My sanity says let it go, when I’m thinking of lost loves my mind has yet to erase
Its sanity that keeps us sane, but if you haven’t lost it and its still crazy
Who should you blame?
Somebody tell me…..Where in the hell did my sanity go?
My sanity, man…I tell you sometimes he can be so rude
If he was leaving, common courtesy would have said let me know what he’s going to do
I calmly hit him on the jack……Please come back
So sanity you just gon’ leave and not even give me a heads up?
I know it’s crazy, but with or without you..I refuse to be lackadaisical
Sanity, you left me… without letting me know or even asking for permission
Whether I can continue without you…..guess that’s my decision.
Where in the hell did my sanity go?
Finding you has become the ultimate mission
A pantry of thoughts fulfilling to even the most sacred of one’s desires
as lustful urges burn towards your flame
Patience leaves me no choice but to hold steady
riding home on this evening train
Thoughts of you and I forever lingering in my brain
Exotic measures and its pleasure upon two souls seeking the same
Captivated by your aura here I am wondering if these pheromones are to blame
for this love stricken token making its way to play in our little crazy game
One for breakfast, 2 for lunch, a photo of what? I’d rather not say
Anticipating your reply to numerous texts I’ve sent today
Exotic measures put pressures on even the most treasured jewels
All those bedridden taboos just waiting to take place by love smitten fools
Who knew we’d come this far in such little time
I knew you’d be ready once you heard the doorbell chime
Chances we take for the chance to go further
Uptown and down, around the corner to street 69.
I took the time to wait
and for that it was all in vain
I ran another dollar to my thoughts
they too ended in shame
I gave it a little more time
walked alone to fuel these determined woes
If time ever reveals an answer
It is in this life I would prefer it chose
One day long gone after a bid complete
the mirror will reveal those angles so sweet
Knowing left from right to face reality again
I’ll realize just what made Life a treat…
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If I could quickly transform these thought waves to patterns, I’d probably be somewhere orbiting next to Saturn,
or swimming in an ocean of my own free will amidst lost emotions…
contemplating my destiny next to a fork in the road of fiery notions
Here comes the Yellow Brick Road…Karma is like that sometimes
Perhaps the crossroads of my soul carry a touch to a game thats long been sold
But it ain’t no hearts I’m after…broke a few of my own,
been living life as such since the day I left home
I’d much rather bury a hatchet than a casket but sometimes we just miss the signs
flag on the play and we just get left behind
It’s Heaven we’re all after but sometimes just forget to unwind
My image may not be the same as yours but we all deserve to enjoy quality time.
4 shots
3 positions
2 bodies
1 good night
After those 4 shots we feel pretty good,
Instead of “Headboard Games” we gonna try something
new…
The countdown begins and here is what we shall do…
Take 4 steps closer, undressing as you move near
My heart is beating 3 times faster cause I’ve been
waiting to get you here…that’s unusual.
2 sweet kisses both long and passionate,
I’m feeling this, don’t even wanna say I’m “Smashin” it,
Tonight I’m “making love”….maybe you’re the… 1.
4play for the both of us, 3 entities; you; me, and
both our souls combined as one,
similar to the trinity…
2 hearts pulsating, 1 set of lips gyrating, the other ….vibrating, zero ignored…
How are you feeling?
As sweat pours like never b4…I’ve pulled 3 tracks…
2 rugburns, and one satisfied p*$$y in fact…lol
I want you to take score, you have 1….I have zero….guess there’s more work to do.
I want you to dip down low then make that little arch in your back,
You throw it my way, and I throw it right back,
feels so good being “tit” for “tat.”
Whispering in one another’s heart, I know you’ve been hurt b4,
But I swear on everything times 3…. you have to worry no more…I am here.
9 months alter, We are 2 beings together for our love child… as 1.
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Words that are never heard seem to mean the most
Only because it is a reflection of life’s pivot on a scale of Hope emancipated by true Justice
Visions of unity assimilated by gladness is only a foundation of the competition and madness
Who knows what it holds in this web of existence as we walk frailly through the doorway of faith
Many times we fail to see truth simple because we’ve missed it
Other times the distractions of shadow games, blind thoughts, and misguided factions cause us to simply resist it
Yet amongst these actions, how can one define speaking louder than words?
Funny that all we’ve strived for still seems to end up scuffed and unheard
More burdens, no laughter…Another day, another chapter… through the rubble we maintain focus…in Life’s book
Only the wise will realize wishing and waiting does nothing
Is it the evil within ourselves that has scathed myopic views and trivial pursuits
Or perhaps it is our own darkness tucked away deep down in memories that we rebuke?
Love Obscures Very Easily
We sometimes get confused at love
And what it really does.
Love can also be a hindrance and a nuisance too.
Love in my opinion can slow down progress,
Or discombobulate what he or she may have intended to do.
Now look who’s stuck over there,
dispelling love because you never meant to.
A person’s potential and motivation is only a test,
But if you let love lead you down the wrong path,
It very well could end in a mess.
Not saying that love isn’t good.
Its just that people mistake love for this grand objective,
It can absorb you at times and other times be deflective.
Love can cherish but don’t let it render you as complete,
Love makes you high & grounded at the same time
But damn sure should never leave you hurt nor is it something to defeat.
The countdown begins
Beers, Buckeye fans and cheers
Big Ten rules Again
Rain clouds frolic in the distance while thunder plays nearby.
A drizzle begins to refresh my window
every single drop from the sky
Refreshing to my parched sill,
sift upon the stage of nature’s calming tryst
A nuisance to commuters traveling but to me its all a gift
Students scattering already running late for class
Laughter on the patio as some know the storm will always pass.
Listening to birds of enchantment perhaps they still see light
The truth of this beauty is that we’ll be alright.
Briefly Interrupted,
Bewildered, our minds freed in the distance I noticed.
Gifted in our antics we both lost focus.
As we lay in the consequences of our very own little thrill
No…was never an option when the attraction was brewing still
You adjusted your sundress making access much easier
Perhaps a few snaps on instagram
catching you in those positions would make things a bit sleazier
Embedded in the quiet of still…just you and I….upon a desolate land
Warmth made whole and souls bonding as the effects of our auras
cause ripples on the shores of the Beaches of Hot Sands…
Am I not the keeper of my brother?
I learned to read from obituaries
I understand that I need not worry but for so many others… I’m concerned..
Soaking in the flames lost in a darkness we steal from ourselves here and then
Tears frozen in this cold world from the chains of hypocrisy again.
who said a king at heart could never show pain
From the depths of his soul
I feel a slight quiver from hearts of the same
A world of villains thrive while the heroes are gone… who can you blame?
although my divine attributes do sometimes tend to fail
the life I know saw passed these atrocities
while others minds still seem to be staled.
Not that I’m complaining or grown frail
there is just so much you could not guess
and if I’m not a keeper of my brother
the ideas of servitude have all gone a mess.
From dog tags lost to those fallen by the hands of another…
We’ve clearly lost focus with no attempts to get it better.
Through the storm we are still brothers.
Birthed by different but of the same Mother…Earth.
When did we stop being brothers?
I thought I could count on you and from me you can feel the same.
Instead we’re playing games…lost hugs and misdirected our love.
For what?
Aqua dreams run free
as blue skies choose to come near
still beacons shine bright
Loose lips have often sunk ships
from the shores of my observatory
While some wait frantic manifesting their own frustration & worry
Well whats to come of small boats
Solitude and faith have always seemed to keep them afloat
Bearing away from the apparent while steering closer to greatness
Furled away with the rest of those burdens taking note
A captain of my own..what have these galleys steamed today
For fate is only a figment of a Catamaran that’s been cast away.
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