Showing posts with label Words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Words. Show all posts

Friday, August 30, 2013

It's been a while

It's been a while 
A very long time since that last time I thought about you
However that distance in time was much need 
To realize you were never worth the pursuit
Never worth my truth
The sky that day our eyes met, showered something for me to love
But those droplets were never intended to land on
Rather they were meant to fall and flow along a stream that would eventually 
Grace the bare feet of a man 
That would only love me from the water he stands on to however far "up" ..travels

Monday, August 12, 2013

I want to be what makes you honest.

"On Things of Which I am Ashamed" Zora Howard



Friday, July 26, 2013

To stand next to you is torture.
To look into your eyes is agony.
To feel your embrace is to rip apart my soul
Love is cruel and unusual punishment.
And I savor every last drop of the pain

- my boy Druw

source/peep: Bananaclipse.com
made it to the midnight hour

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Feel the way that you want, just make sure it's real.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Social Networking Bust

Social Networking all I have to say to you
During this rough time in my life about
85 percent of the time I can’t stand you
For the reason that
I think you were personally made to set me up
to constantly go through my mental roller deck and
want to deck every memory that I ever shared with him
And  I cant push all the blame on you because I added to it
By  making the biggest mistake
posting past moments together and informing others that I am now taken
and I despise going down my old twitter feeds, because back then I wish I had an awaken
So for quite some time I excused my timelines and newfeeds
Because there was no way I wanted to scroll down my screen
in my deplorable and miserable state
And see pictures and words from you that pertain to what we use to be
 now  on instgram the only place I thought we were detached
But you always find back, in my life you find your way to latch
Even if that means making it you priority to follow every last one of my closest friends
 Then you make sure you like every photo that I appear in
Then occasionally like a photo of mine to reassure me that I may no longer be personable in your life
but I for damn sure going to remind you that I exist in your life
Once you see this notification for this like
Hoping in return I will finally decide to follow you back, it’s not happening
Mainly because I can no longer stand your face, and in scrolling down my Instargram
I can’t even imagine seeing a happy photo of someone that has shattered my heart in ways that I can’t seem to put back in place
When trying to escape you from instagram I make my way to facebook in hope that I can have some clarity there because your deactivated
But after some time not speaking your activated,
after  a couple minutes discovering I’m also on facebook,
you suddenly write positive quotes, right after I would post,
to indirectly convince me that you have moved on, but its actually saying that
I finally decided to un-deactive my facebook and I’m  going to continue to write meaningless quotes until you noticed I’m on
And if that doesn’t work, your  facebook is asking you what’s on your mind, so you decide to be that guy and post an update to your  status
with the lyrics to my  favorite song
Why do you find ways to emotionally drag me along?
Especially when you send messages describing how much you love me then
Blaming it on the fact that you are not connected to with natural self,
In other words, you chose to make excuses, and blame it on the alcohol that you say you’re abusing
When we both know at that moment, alcohol was not what you were using
You’re just making excuses to quickly cover up those three words, that soberly you’re not man enough to speak of
 so I can find myself,  tossing over and turning all night over your so called “drunk text”  wondering if it  any truth to it
 And I fight myself so much I excuse it
When going through what feels like a breakup, I cant help but be socially drained.
Because I hate to log on and see your name
and be updated on how you are happy (happy) without me today
Or how a trip we planned on taken was experienced with another
And you even had the opportunity to visually display how much fun you both had together
I can’t stand you social networking, because every time I see your name on my display
My heart can never bare it all and just runs away
Or how you find ways to hang out with my best friend
When we both know you’re doing it because that is the only way you can receive updates on how I have been
or when social networking isn’t enough and you just happen to appear in the same place that I am in
And many times I have thought about
uncommencing our friendship like it never had a start
and in reality  I rather not look at your face
because everything inside of me would reminisce back to when we were in that place
and sometimes participating in the same networks as you
never prepares me for when I have to look at you in the face
so I will continue to ignore facebook messages
instagram likes and act like I didn’t see tweets about you about
how you saw me from a face and I looked nice today
because I will never  be able to believe in any word that you say
especially when you are only able you express how you feel
when it is delivered as a notification on my iphone display

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Unfolding

I saw you, again
not in person though
and I should probably be thankful for that
because I do not know how I would react if both of our eye sights made contact
like the sun settling in behind the night,
the vision of you disappeared a soon as my mind wished that just a glimpse of you really did appear
and when I saw you, everything was different
a different place, a different space, different people and being there, feeling something like this felt much easier
all this I took in on my own
no games, no whispers, no stares, just me catching glances of something I pray won't end like everything else did
And before ever hoping for something quiet in my world full of noise
I prayed for you before I was even introduced to who you are.
I prayed I would not regret you
and when I saw you again
I just wish I could give you a reason to love me again
Because to me just like when flowers stop blooming, that means maybe paradise has ended,
and one can't help but take that as a sign, that when words stop exchanging there is a possibility this has all come to an end
So if I ever see you again that doesn't mean my feelings for you would never be the same or changed
I just choose to forget because I want all new emotions too bring all new feelings again
to go on and on and on and bring a girl back to being the one who can trust again
so soon,
maybe I will see you or maybe not but if I ever do when I stand in front of you know I'm no longer broken
just unfolding for something that's here to stay.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Sunday, September 9, 2012

For the Love Enthusiasts

“Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.”

-Sigmund Freud

Friday, September 7, 2012

First Times

They always say "there's a first time for everything" but why can't this one thing be my last something that I can finally hold onto with out leaving this grasp I wish the first times that happen in certain things can start all over again with just one wish upon shooting star and lasts then it starts all over again in a flash and if there is a first time for everything I then find myself usually anticipating the last because good things come to an end if there is a smalll amount of doubt somewhere in me stashed the first time for anything will never get the chance to live again if uncertainty does pass and the first time for anything thing probably will never be thought again because the first time for anything was never given the second chance

Friday, December 23, 2011

Thinking...

Sometimes answers aren't always clear, so Ima leave it up to you...

Love Supreme

What am I fighting for?
For some reason I still ponder
On this hard to answer inevitable question
I need to mention
It’s the first thing that comes to my mind n the morning after I say my prayers to my lord
It’s the last thing that comes to my mind at night after I pray once more
The question is what disables all my actions
what am I fighting for?I consider this question with my eyes shut closed
With eyelids laid over to conceal my eyes
And your eyes will stay away with no contact with mine
Because my eyes see and they never lie
And know that your still on My mind
So What am I fight for?
My mouth still contains nothing to say
I’m not willing to speak up and fall for just anything
I’m asking why I can’t take this and why my heart is still breaking and why are emotions kept silent
And when I see you it feels like my heart is crying teardrops of fire…
High emotions filled with flames that are hotter then any other poetic pros
and are burning better then any bad metaphors
and I’m drawn to a love that sets my soul on fire and no one else could be a replacer
and your love is the fire extinguisher
So what am I fighting this for?

-Deneen

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Take Control of Me

Is it wrong for me to say that I want it ALL.

The Meeting You
The Feeling That You're Feeling Me
The Sleepless Nights of Thinking
The Considering
The Thought of Not Leaving You Alone
The Companionship.
The Security
The Fondness for the Words You Speak
The Completeness
The Trust
The Time That It Takes
The Joy
The Unbreakable Affection
The Compassion
The Simplicity You Bring
The Everlasting Feelings
The Unending Alliance With Your Eyes
The Tenderness
The Deep Considerations
The Sacrifices
The Where I Want To Be
The Pains
The Fighting Tears
The Lasting Moments
The Spreading Warmth in My Heart
The Personal (Healthy) Attachment to Each Other
The Point when Nothing Else Even Matters
The Agains
The Never Reaching the End
The Feeling Like This
The Beliefs that You Have In Me
The Closeness
The Sensitivity
The Over-Powerment of Understanding
The Beauty of Commitment
The Me
The You
The Love

....Could be too much?

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Monday, April 26, 2010

“ It’s good to be just plain happy; it’s a little better to know that you’re happy; but to understand that you’re happy and to know why and how… and still be happy, be happy in the being and the knowing, well that is beyond happiness, that is bliss."

-Henry Miller 1941

Thursday, April 1, 2010

He Saw The Best In Me

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

DON'T SHATTER THE HEART

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

I need you to want me
I need you to miss me
I need your attention
I need you next to me
I need someone to clap for me
I need your Affection

- Erykah Badu
Window Seat

come back, come back baby

Monday, March 15, 2010

And I'm Outta Here.
Peace, Love, Joy