POETRY #9 - IS IT TOO LATE!!!!!!!

"IS IT TOO LATE?"

We used to make plans to take over the world together

Late night conversations when everybody else was asleep

Your friends thought I was cool but you just thought I was clever

You kept on telling them it's just because y'all here why you don't hear a peep

We talked about everything, what we wanna do and what we wanna be

We talked about getting old together, on the porch, in the rocking chair watching TV

We played fight, had real fights but the best were always the pillow ones

Heads pounding after we were done because we both delivered some killer ones

Now we hardly text, no call, we damn dear don't even speak

But no matter what the circumstance is I think about you every single day of the week

You know I love you and I know you love me still

But it seems like when we don't see each other in person to communicate its against our own will

We grew up and apart but I never imagined losing touch like this

We were suppose to be the ones who made people want to touch like this

Guess it wasn't in the cards for us but its so hard to believe

I think it's our stubborn nature which sometimes drives us to leave

But when you love somebody more than anything in this universe

No matter what happens in life, never forget to communicate and even converse

Because its so hard to build a bond but yet so easy to break

So always and I emphasize always express how you truly feel before it's too late

POETRY #8 - HONEYCOMB!!!!!!!

"HONEYCOMB"

Sweet like a honeycomb that’s just how she appeals to me

Looking at her smiling face, only brings me serenity

Longing to stroke her body with my fingers so tenderly

An angel in my eyes, true definition of what is heavenly

It’s hard to fall in love but when you do, you get excited

Not knowing at first, just living in the moment, no fear of being misguided

You feel on high, on top the sky; feelings not close to be subsided

The one you’re with, your perfect gift, it’s like God listened when you confided

Love is definitely like war, very easy to start but hard to stop

It will have you chasing down your target like a criminal by a cop

Having that earnest and zeal, embodying happiness, you don’t want to stop

Because it rids your soul of negativity, like how a farmer weeds out bad crops

A relationship is like a rose, how long it lasts, no one knows

Love can erase an awful past like rerecording over old shows

So when you find that special one, don’t you ever let them go

Love them, cherish them, stick together and let that love grow 

POETRY #7 - LIFE IS A BEAUTIFUL STRUGGLE!!!!!!!

"LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL STRUGGLE"

We love to live and we live to love has always been the relation 

It’s been in our mindset and thought processes since the beginning of creation 

But with so much violence in the world, there has been so much incarceration 

That now it’s like we live to kill instead and doing harm is our only motivation 

The color of our skin determines what we are and represents us in certain equations 

And for that very same reason, our pigmentation at times cause us great humiliation 

At times the bondage we face makes us wish for some sort of reincarnation 

Because we get weak and timid somewhat, so we only hope for a different situation 

But what will it take for us to be content and exude actions of jubilation 

Do we face our fears: our obstacles or do we hide by changing our identification? 

Do we forget about peace and love and turn to war as a form of retaliation? 

Or do we become the solution, the change, by gaining knowledge through education 

Push forward towards progression and offer the youth some needed inspiration 

Teach them that we are stars, starters on the team of life, so there is no substitution 

We need a change from the old constitution, even if it’s by a new age revolution 

A doctrine that we all instill in our souls, so we can all give some form of contribution 

We are in a new world, no longer much love and clean heart but filled with pollution 

And in order to survive, we have to devise a way to let love reign through proper execution 

So be strong, no matter what class you are in society or what you look like but show strong resolution 

Because in the end, you will realize once again that love is the only solution

POETRY #6 - ROUGH RIDER!!!!!!

"ROUGH RIDER"

Straight to the point no wasting time I want to explore inside your body

Sex appeal, what you need, ride me fast like a Ducati

We can slow it up a bit, just to make it feel intense

Your body, my body, I want you climb me like a fence

Touch your skin because its slippery, massaging oil it's time for sex

Tease you with my foreplay because I love it when you do it vex

Rough riding like a rough rider but we not using rough riders

And even though Im not a pro, I can keep up with the deep divers

Tongue muscle like a lightweight, legs up, my face is downstate

Tingle the clitoris once again, I bet I make both your legs shake

Fluids looking like a milk shake; taste sweeter than some cupcakes

After round number one I had her twisting like a ground snake 

This poem was meant to turn you on; best believe Im not scared to lick it 

Now squeeze your breast while I feast, don’t you dare be scared to touch it

Call me a freak if you want, but don’t you dare be scared to suck it

You can be shy if you want, but when Im done Im gonna want seconds

Whether it’s my soldier or my hand, my goal is to make you get an orgasm

I love to pleasure when its hairy but my fetish is just a little trim

I like it when my girl gets buck wild and even tell me to pull her hair

She wanna be bad and don’t care because it aint fun if the neighbors can’t hear

She can’t get enough of me, haha, all she want to do is bounce back

Even though she screams, she still takes it all and believe me I love that

Sex is supposed to be fun, make love and then come

I need a rough rider in my life and I aint talking about no condom

POETRY #5- BECAUSE OF YOU!!!!!

"BECAUSE OF  YOU"

So many days I waited on you

So many nights I wasted on you

No thoughts of me ever leaving but I guess I should have vacated from you

So many tears I cried without you

So many fears I tried because you

Said you'd always be there, now I guess no more vacation with you

So many feelings of pain because of you

So many healing frames I had to go through

What's gonna happen to the horse and carriage since theres no more me and you

So many sleepless nights without you

So many restless fights with only you

What's really left right now is strain and baggage all because of you

So many heartbroken memories

So many grief stricken tendencies

I guess you never saw the end in sight, too many damn complacencies

So many times we spoke of centuries

So many arguments like inmates in penitentiaries

I guess we never thought that we'd break up like a bunch of Celeries

So many false hope given

So many fake promise driven

Into something that we both thought was suppose to feel like heaven

So many times over I let down my shield

So many times I told myself I wanted to feel

Real happiness, but how can it happen if the other person continues to conceal

So many secrets and skeletons

So many hidden traits for very long

Because of you, you make me believed that me and destiny definitely don't belong

POETRY #4 - I LOVE MY BEST FRIEND!!!!!!!

"I LOVE MY BEST FRIEND"

Every time I think about her my mind begins to wonder

What if, what was, what could be, is what my mind begins to ponder

So passionate and lively and full of so much compassion

So unique and extraordinary yet humble and full of adoration

Her actions are sincere and make others seem like their slacking

The way she speaks and treatS me, make others actions seem lacking

She has been heart broken just like every single one of us

But it has never taken away from the love she shares to everyone, even those who are anonymous

Natural in beauty on the outside and pure with spirit from the inside

Simplicity is her virtue and privileged is what you are when you are by her side

Her identity makes her personality so approachable and easy flowing

She always stays in control through stressful times, so easy going

Her concentration to succeed and her focus on success

Has enable her to motivate others just by sharing what she does best

I can go on and on, on how wonderful and amazing she is

No matter what you ask me about her, I will say something positive

I wish she was mine, wish I had her now and wish we could be

However she is not mine to keep, but I'm just glad she is a best friend to me

POETRY #3 - A POOR GIRL'S COURAGE!!!!!

“A POOR GIRL’S COURAGE”

May I have a dollar please, she asked as she saw me come out of the car

I was a bit surprised because she was so small, and not to mention her expression

Hair half did, torn up under shirt, no slippers, feet looked like she walked from afar

Couldn’t believe what I saw so my mind lost track of the question

Where is your mother? Where are your shoes? Why are you not in school?

With some bright eyes, and loud as a bull horn, she screamed school is for fools

“Im from the streets, Im in the streets, that’s all I know” she bellowed

You could have stayed a mile away and hear the vibration as her little voice echoed

Still plagued as to why such a young girl with so much spontaneity was on the streets

She screamed at me and said “mister, you gonna give me or what, because I want something to eat?”

So I reached down in my pocket and I gave her a 5 and 2 singles which was all I had

She said thank you, walked away, then came back, hugged me and said Im not that bad

I walked with her to the store as she bought a bun and cheese and a small soda

Her movements were so vibrant that of any strong and sturdy child

She ate it right there and then but was kind enough to ask me if I wanted back the money that was left over

In an instance my heart melted and I was lost for words and all I could do is smile

I asked again for her parents but it seems as if she knew why she didn’t answer

She looked up at me then down again, then said “I heard my mom died from cancer”

I felt so bad but at the same time worried, then I asked, where is your family

She said I have none, she only knew that they left her lonely when she was a baby

8 years old walking the streets, begging for money with no food to eat

I can’t possibly think how the life she lives is her fault at all

I wanted to feed her, I wanted to clothe her, I wanted to put a shoe on her feet

But I couldn’t so Im thinking what could I do and who could I call

So all I could do I did, so I took her home and I made her a part of my family

Now that little eight year old, is twenty two, and as happy as you can ever be

And ever so often she comes around and say thank you for being kind to me and not leaving me

And every time I hear that voice I remind myself that family isn’t only about blood but also about loyalty