She had this tall stature. All in all It was a small factor. Could never charm u with non genuine love. I'm not that good of an actor. But my heart is vacant again. Broken record that repeats in each chapter. You sit back in laughter... Ha ha or lol... I can't even tell what victory feels like, let alone the smell. No longer interested. I guess I'm consumed by bad luck. But if u told me one plus one equals two, I'd tell you that shit still doesn't add up. Cuz I still stand here alone. But never lonely. I guess 3 am convos were phony. Actress of the year, you deserve a tony. Award and a round of applause. Nah this ain't a poem dissing you. Not even about missing you. It's about moving on with class so this is me dismissing you. Failed subject matter with whatever matters because the subject was subject of opinion. As the glass shatters the pieces are picked up with precise precision. Heart beating like a drummer on drums beating the instrument to near concussion. I'll love again. I'm never reluctant. A sad shame that the game of life is confused with things we have to prove. And we are more scared to lose than to give a chance. But if given the chance you could never lose out when dealing with a guy like I. But blinded by societies views of excellence and you refuse to even try to do things that aren't in the norm. You women need to realize, your dealing the with a man that's the closest thing to the perfect form. Morals and values that your parents never had. But I'd be willing to share as long as you allow me to hold your hand. Walk through the fire of loves ring, so let love ring out as we figure out what's the best path to walk down. I've found my road. Now I wait for my queen to find the path on her own.
Thoughts of a Mad Black Man
Words of wisdom and hope. To let you know that you are not alone in your struggle to find love and happiness. Poems and quotes to let you know that you can overcome any pain and heartbreak, and over come any heartaches.
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Friday, January 16, 2015
Closed Chapter
This chapter is complete, but when will the story of frustration end. When will the happiness begin. Looming doubts of self pride and pity surrounds your heart like the plague. They feel as if they know you. But those thoughts are vague. Feeling like a slave to your own emotions. When all you wanna do, is give unparalleled devotion. To the one woman that has that secret potion, or the notion of love and allow you to cater to her needs as you drop to your knees and rub her down with lotion as u cautiously pull the ring out of your back pocket, and your nerves are racing, but your thought process won't allow you to stop it. The hot topic of discussion as you and yours dance to the sounds of percussions. But DAMN. You can't even find a woman that can go half and half on a TV dinner. Gold standard values, but you never end up the winner. Catch your breath. It's like your running too hard for a love and the pace doesn't seem to make sense. Love doesn't represent happiness. Happiness represents the love that can be shared, but it never seems to appear on your side of the spectrum. Guess things would be better if you acted like a rectum. And their hearts, you wrecked them. Be a yes man instead of correct them. A foggy mirror, instead of a clear reflection, searching the world for a man of perfection. Searching in the wrong direction, but you just have an uncountable collection of failures, SO WHY NOT TRY THE MAN THAT WOULDNT FAIL YUH. But that would be too easy. You want a difficult man. Cuz it reminds you of the past. But get mad when all they want is some ass. And they keep you around for that reason only. You search for year round love, but your only around for that season only. All these niggas is fake. A familiar war cry. So here's an idea. Go after the values to the core guy. You broken bitches want unspoken riches. But all you get is broke niggas with excuses and glitches. Miss me with that bullshit. Imma be screaming out your foolish. Imma just just let that dick prove this. I'm prolifically gifted to the crown of my head to the souls of my feet. Cuz my head is held high. Even in defeat. Peace.
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Mr. Perfect
Now there is no such thing as mr perfect. So baby girl. Please stop searching. That is a figment of your imagination. So if you stop, then you will stop hurting. Gotta find who is mr perfect for you. That man does exist. But you will end up lonely. Always around your homies. If these feelings always persist. You resist the man that holds you tight. But give attention to the one that sneaks out at night. And you wonder why you can't find mr right. Looking for mr right now. In the time and present. But the man in your presence could never measure up. Even if his stature stands taller than the man of dreams height and essence. You smell the aroma of wanting something perfect. But it's the ones below par that you study and worship. Tryna find a 52. But the one you choose never shows you his full deck of cards. But the one that adores you would never play games with your heart. Never would fold or make you go fish. Cuz he would declare war and make them draw four if anyone ever took a slice from your uno dish. Reverse your fortunes and skip over the bullshit. Cuz in your dreams, that's the man you kiss when your standing on the pulpit. But you want mr perfect. You want mr right. But you settle for the guy that rather fight. Be little you and make feel worthless. That's what happens when you search the wrong places for Mr perfect. But again baby girl I don't think that man was ever created. So find the perfect man for you. That's something that could never be debated.
The Conversation
The conversation
It was all good about a week ago. One bad leaf. So you no longer water the plant not allowing it to grow? Or do you nip it in the bud and allow the love to show? Because one bad stem shouldn't be enough to take away from something so beautiful. Jumping the gun. With your heart on the run. How could I be so dumb? Didn't i already know the outcome? I thought this time was different. What made you think that? Because she was from a another place on the map. You shoulda known better. Ain't nothing really changed. I guess I'm used to defeat. Yea bro what a shame. But let me explain. Morning texts came like rapid fire. But I ain't duck. I stuck around and let her words hit the soul. But silly me. It was the same ending even though it was a different story that was told. But this feeling is getting old. They attach then detach at point blank. With pin point accuracy. Delving in their romantic fallacies. All the while not allowing their story book fantasies to come true. More than a few. More like all that crossed my paths. You laugh. But mean while you want to cry. Cuz frustration isn't something you should get used too. After all, your one of those guys that's useful. So what's a guy like I to do next? Fuck em then duck em. Because that's what they are expecting. Teach them a lesson before they get a chance to dig in. Use you for the time being. And let the next asshole slip in. Nah that ain't me. I could never stoop to that level. Ok. Live your life pretending your special. See where it got you right now. Crying over bitches while you should be in stitches laughing at their short comings. Dealing with a guy with short Cummings. And I'm not even talking about his Short cummins. So what your saying is, I should change my stance on life. Fuck em. Dump em. And walk away with a good bone. Now you got it. Disrespect them before you get friend zoned. After all you are the president and a resident. Good guys finish last kid. That shit is so evident. Yea no further evidence needed. I'm depleted. Defeated. And I'm needing a change of scene. Rewrite the book on your life. Maybe then they will see that your the king and they coulda been your queen.
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Frozen Moments
It's cold. Matter fact it's freezing. My heart turned bitter when u told me u were leaving. What could i do. Or what could I say. Did I make the wrong move in the game of chest that we play? Did i drop my head wrong on your chest when we lay? Couldn't imagine a day, going on without a text. Now I'm screaming next, cuz I don't want you as my ex. Them other girls is hyped cuz they think they got a chance. Took a glance at a prospect, saw it when we danced but they were looking at me as an object. Now they in a trance. Cuz my heart is what they tryna conquest. But I'm holding down my stance. But little do they know. I will never give them a heartbeat. Cuz even when my heart beats. It's only you that my heart seeks. Because of you. My heart could not cheat. You listen to the nay Sayers. Because they got reset by the every day game players. Wishing that they heart did, like a cartridge, and they feelings could eject. Favorite line is, this ain't no game boy. And Just cuz you got your game gear. You can't fight with your nemesis. Because best believe girl. You were never his genesis. So why you listen to the lies from your friends that were defeated. My love ain't a game. This ain't child's play like a wii kid. Damn I was lucky when I had you wrapped up. Now you wanna act up. Cuz your friends now backed up. Cuz they mind frame got hacked up. It's ight tho. You go chill with your homegirl. Chilling in they own world. Ain't got no man, but don't fuck up on your own girl. You layed it down, now you gotta deal with outcome. How come? Cuz your new man ain't me. And I could never be outdone.
Monday, September 8, 2014
Beyond A Dream
All she wants is to be wanted. Good looks so she flaunts it. She's had bad dreams, but those nightmares never keep her haunted. She knows her time will come. Love is a task that's never daunting... Wake up some mornings. With her on my mind. Thoughts of making her mine. I hope you don't mind the Butterflies in my stomach swirling around in a bunch. Emotions running quick. I guess they have a hunch. Because all I want to do is, take you on the town. Dinner by candlelight. Hands held tight. Wake you up to breakfast in bed and end it all with a cool lunch. Those thoughts and such. May work in my favor. Love your complexion. And I bet your lips has a nice flavor. Seems like the type that doesn't like dating. Hard to find the one worth being around Ms Dayton. Didn't think id ever fall quick, don't worry not at all love sick. But future conversations I'm pretty sure I will love it. I'm pretty sure i'd love your insides and out. So it's my pleasure to learn you inside and out. I won't apply pressure. Because they tend to burst pipes. But was hooked off of the first like. Sprung on the first word. Knew it was real when I wrote down the first adjective and verb. Quite absurd when I heard, no man has your heart. Rare bread indeed with beauty and intellect that's off the charts. Clearly feeling a feeling that has me reeling. You threw the bait, I got hooked, and you reeled me in. So it goes without saying, that a gentleman I'm portraying, because what I am praying is that you see me in your heart and I'm worth staying. Because the only thing worse than a love worth saving after you think its ending. Is not giving the chance to have a love worth beginning.
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Peace of mind
A bullet with no name traveling at insane speeds trying to invade your frame. When will it hit? when it doesn't travel in a certain lane. The innocent gets slain with blood staining their garments as if it were a design. But never would they expect that their end would be designed this way. Is it an error. That we live in terror. That the man next to you, can take you out if your misery forever. Kids in playgrounds on merry go rounds not worrying about the un merry that go round. Letting off rounds for the one that sold them a square of raw. But the bullet hits the first thing it ever saw. Once it leaves the chamber. Not seeing the danger, bullet aquatinted with a perfect stranger. But can we get a piece of mind. Or even peace in the mind. So the innocence of man don't get left behind. Is it a left design. Or the right to be blind. Closing our eyes. To the violence that climbs. Into the reality of our hearts. With actions that are sharp. Because the cheese wasn't cut correctly on our parts. Kids on the corner eating a BLT. But since u couldn't bring home the bacon. Let us not stain the innocents clothes red like tomatoes. Because you couldn't muster to stand it. Meaning u chose to kill because you lost your meal. So your in a pickle because you can't eat and you just can't dil. That's the reason to war with each other? Rather than explore one another and grab the peace of mind that wouldn't deter from your brother. Ignore the fact that violence is around us. and get some peace of mind to surround us.
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