About Love: Poems and Inspiration

Bushmon

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Tic Toc
Her lips moved escaped a trickle of fidelity.
I dislike confrontation she left my heart no option.
A warrior cannot battle without destruction.
Love the tell tale begs for mercy.
Forgiveness my want avenge my need.
Whom captive whom the capture.
Imprisoned by her lies truth offers the key.
Freedom at sunrise not a moment past.
Affront the door I ask the time.
She said six when it was way past nine……….


Bushmon
©2009


 

Izayoi

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Tic Toc
Her lips moved escaped a trickle of fidelity.
I dislike confrontation she left my heart no option.
A warrior cannot battle without destruction.
Love the tell tale begs for mercy.
Forgiveness my want avenge my need.
Whom captive whom the capture.
Imprisoned by her lies truth offers the key.
Freedom at sunrise not a moment past.
Affront the door I ask the time.
She said six when it was way past nine……….


Bushmon
©2009



You made my bgol visit today exceptional. :):):):)
 

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An original from yours truly

State of Mind, State of Heart, State of Soul

Don't ask me how I feel if you don't want to know
That's how I've operated for about 10 years or so
But what happens when that feeling gets to be something even you can't stand?
When your own misery and annoyance now go hand in hand?
You want a change, but you're not sure how to start
You just know you're tired of a troubled, lonely heart
I guess that's why they say loneliness is a state of mind
But it's also the state of my heart and soul
and I'll be damned if it isn't getting old
The tired routine of work and home is just that
Tired like grocery stores overrun with spoiled brats
Imprisoned by my own past, I guess I can share some of the blame
But I still wish for one woman to prove to me they're not all the same
"Faith without works is dead" is what The Almighty says
So I guess I need to work on my faith to get ahead
Faith that I am worthy, faith that there are many instead of few
Faith that the some day I'll have a love made for just us two
I'm scared, but I'm ready
Taking the steps towards happiness has never been more necessary
This state of heart, state of mind, state of soul is getting to be old
It's up to me now to find the courage to step out of my shell and take on what the future holds
 

onyxfemme

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Tic Toc
Her lips moved escaped a trickle of fidelity.
I dislike confrontation she left my heart no option.
A warrior cannot battle without destruction.
Love the tell tale begs for mercy.
Forgiveness my want avenge my need.
Whom captive whom the capture.
Imprisoned by her lies truth offers the key.
Freedom at sunrise not a moment past.
Affront the door I ask the time.
She said six when it was way past nine……….


Bushmon
©2009


 

mcguyver

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THE PERFECT ONE FOR ME



In my mind a solo debate
should I leave, will she be here soon, how much longer will it take
anxiety flows through my body like ripples on a lake
I gotta calm down plan the next move I make
repeating over and over: "'m a playa, a 'G', I'm a Bawse
I've gotta keep it together at all cost
I've never lost or come up short
I'm that 'G' with the most heart."
Ok wait,there she is, AWWWW shit,she shining so bright
the moonlight reflecting, accentuating her curves.
Describing her beauty there are very few words
She is everything I've been looking for, so perfect
I know we were meant to be cause I'm sure she had a thousand hits.
And I'm the one she ended up with
See I've found the perfect one on craigslist
She caught my eye even though a bit expensive
But I couldn't resist
My only Issue was getting in contact with some chick named chris
But after a few phone calls we agreed on a price, time date and a meeting place.
So this is how I've now come face to face
with the perfect one for me, and dam she was a site to see.
Chris stepped out with lace, stockings and heels
I hand her the money, she hands me the title and keys.
A 2002, cherry red MUSTANG COBRA SVT is the perfect one for me.​
 

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In Reminisce of Her​


I gave her the key to a secure heart

And allowed my self-destruction to be in the palm of her hands,

In hopes to be of fairytales; the pursuit of happiness only tore me apart

Leaving the broken soul to be her puppet as the man that stands,

Alone and ever so cold without destination

But a happiness that is often spoke of… seeming so far away,

Drowning in the same raging oceans

That I once rescued her from, that day turned me into her clay,

All in the name of chasing happily ever after

Only for the “princess” to remain in her castle, unwilling to be free.

She looked me in the eye without a single tear and murdered Cupid

Expressing we drifted alone apart, robbing pieces of my soul,

Sweet lips moved through a temple as the wicked

Tainting paradise: She said she loves me more then I’ll never know, yet there she goes

And What tore us apart I never knew until she was gone.


Sometimes, I find myself at complete ease

Sometimes, I'm on my knees in conversations with God Begging please.
 

onyxfemme

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Are you my male twin?
This poem says everything and I mean everything I am going through:eek: I swear it should be titled
"In Reminisce of Him"

((((((((((((((((((HUGZ)))))))))))))))))))))
In Reminisce of Her​



I gave her the key to a secure heart

And allowed my self-destruction to be in the palm of her hands,

In hopes to be of fairytales; the pursuit of happiness only tore me apart

Leaving the broken soul to be her puppet as the man that stands,

Alone and ever so cold without destination

But a happiness that is often spoke of… seeming so far away,

Drowning in the same raging oceans

That I once rescued her from, that day turned me into her clay,

All in the name of chasing happily ever after

Only for the “princess” to remain in her castle, unwilling to be free.

She looked me in the eye without a single tear and murdered Cupid

Expressing we drifted alone apart, robbing pieces of my soul,

Sweet lips moved through a temple as the wicked

Tainting paradise: She said she loves me more then I’ll never know, yet there she goes

And What tore us apart I never knew until she was gone.


Sometimes, I find myself at complete ease

Sometimes, I'm on my knees in conversations with God Begging please.
 

owl

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She bathes me
Not in your typical style
I mean showers of thunder storms
warmth embraced without touching
passion without movement
steamed oil faith soothing;
she motivates with the curves of her face
smiles that intoxicate
intellectual inebriation
my calendar stopped having bad days;
the heat of her breast melts me into ice:
I'm on chill like an old skool melody...
sex feels like I successfully committed a million dollar felony.
I'm a chocolate glazed glass of port
she sips me with no mention of the bitter taste of the cork
screwy how she plays the keys of my soul
every note is involved with a pitch evolved
the darkness of her texture is an infernal pleasure
even if I'm falling, I'm flying...
and I'm high in that water dripping cloud flawlessly
As I splash into the ground, I keep thinking:
damn, i don't think it ever felt this good...
 

onyxfemme

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ATTRACTED


Attracted
The most inner parts of my mind

Bringing memories to my attention

I find myself staring at the wall

With thoughts of beauty from her description

Saying things I can’t imagine,
But
My heart will be sure to mention

I’m suffocating from her touch
Trapped by the walls of her suspension

Like sand at the beach, listening to wave’s pound the shore

Watching your lips strut the sound of music, is something that I always adore

Seen her more than once
But like Next Friday, I’m waiting to see you again
Hoping,
A guy like me would catch her eye
To explore the beauty you have within

I ‘m her number one fan
So please write a letter for me

If I seem lost trying to discover her thoughts
Then lost in a voyage
I shall be

I wandered if she ever noticed, the cute the dimples placed on her face
Or, maybe
The way she looked when she laughed
As my thoughts carve an image below her lovely waist

She is more than picture perfect,
A painting from Mona Lisa’s collection
A glimpse of her is priceless,
But I will settle for a reflection


Attracted
 

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props and bump for this thread. I don't get over to this side that often but there are beautiful words in here! I might post something else myself.
 

bigdaddi1314

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This is Better as a spoken piece but...



Danger

She is danger
babygirl is so fine that blood rushes and I can’t walk away
my Mind races...

to a complete standstill
and I have nothing to say
I’m only able to dumbly smile and nod my head yes
:yes:
Because anything she’s saying
is ok
To me
No matter what the words are I’m guaranteed to agree
As long as it’s her voice I hear
her pitch
and delivery
sound like melody
to me
and I’m as the Argonauts were
lost at sea
so what I’m saying is she’s more deadly than the sirens were
and I Still can only smile dumbly and enjoy the song she sings.
To me
you see...
She is danger personified
because I usually play it safe
but I would willingly take that leap...
blindly
SHE makes me want to live dangerously...
makes me see the potential to get sentimental with her before we even MAKE MEMORIES.
Before the punchline is ever spoken,
I can see us laugh at our own inside jokes ...
and...
right now she’s making me write with this raw emotion
and I'm still just getting to know her...
I mean damn I barely know her
but I feel like I KNOW HER
so well
that we should be finishing each others sentences by the end of the week.
Can’t even imagine how we could be in a month
Just the thought of her makes me weak
Man you don’t understand
She is danger
JUST LISTEN TO ME….
She has me referencing greek mythology….
Writing poetry
and it’s still early yet
But I’m daydreaming about seeing her face early
Yea
Well, honestly
Late too
And everywhere in between
And this is why she Is so damn dangerous to my emotional well being
Cause I think about her and get emotional in my DAYDREAMS
Meanwhile I think about her logically
And understand she has told me rather clearly
That shes not available
At least emotionally
To me
I want to be her everything
want to give her everything
she already makes my heart sing
I
I need her for the duet
just
want her harmony
FUCK
man you don't understand why she is so dangerous for me
I wanna step out on that tall branch knowing the limb is weak
and fall
like a masochist maybe the possibility of pain is what I seek
after all
she already said she's been hurt, she's not ready for what I want her to be
time still hasn't healed her wounds and now it's hurting me
Yea, She
is most defiantly
danger

for me.​
 

onyxfemme

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This is Better as a spoken piece but...



Danger

She is danger
babygirl is so fine that blood rushes and I can’t walk away
my Mind races...

to a complete standstill
and I have nothing to say
I’m only able to dumbly smile and nod my head yes
:yes:
Because anything she’s saying
is ok
To me
No matter what the words are I’m guaranteed to agree
As long as it’s her voice I hear
her pitch
and delivery
sound like melody
to me
and I’m as the Argonauts were
lost at sea
so what I’m saying is she’s more deadly than the sirens were
and I Still can only smile dumbly and enjoy the song she sings.
To me
you see...
She is danger personified
because I usually play it safe
but I would willingly take that leap...
blindly
SHE makes me want to live dangerously...
makes me see the potential to get sentimental with her before we even MAKE MEMORIES.
Before the punchline is ever spoken,
I can see us laugh at our own inside jokes ...
and...
right now she’s making me write with this raw emotion
and I'm still just getting to know her...
I mean damn I barely know her
but I feel like I KNOW HER
so well
that we should be finishing each others sentences by the end of the week.
Can’t even imagine how we could be in a month
Just the thought of her makes me weak
Man you don’t understand
She is danger
JUST LISTEN TO ME….
She has me referencing greek mythology….
Writing poetry
and it’s still early yet
But I’m daydreaming about seeing her face early
Yea
Well, honestly
Late too
And everywhere in between
And this is why she Is so damn dangerous to my emotional well being
Cause I think about her and get emotional in my DAYDREAMS
Meanwhile I think about her logically
And understand she has told me rather clearly
That shes not available
At least emotionally
To me
I want to be her everything
want to give her everything
she already makes my heart sing
I
I need her for the duet
just
want her harmony
FUCK
man you don't understand why she is so dangerous for me
I wanna step out on that tall branch knowing the limb is weak
and fall
like a masochist maybe the possibility of pain is what I seek
after all
she already said she's been hurt, she's not ready for what I want her to be
time still hasn't healed her wounds and now it's hurting me
Yea, She
is most defiantly
danger

for me.​
 

dux

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his majestic head rised above the bushes
the onslaught of spears from the sun had left his skin bruised
damaged,
he felt the cracks of his armour , weary of the way he persists
a lonely existence on this battle field

the dry earth littered with spoils of dry bones
a reminder of the many that have fallen

his thoughts felt heavy, his knees crackled
like an old engine
why does life's journey linger with misfortune
why is pain and lose trickling about like fat merchants
trading our blissful moments for something so fowl ..so dire

so few time he could remember, as a child with a mind in tune with the earth
every moment a discovery , such a beautiful thing, the innocense
that was once but now life has bled him slowly of
his confidence,
his trust lost in those around him ,
that took his love and corrupted it with darkness, selfish and sick

those that traded their bodies for favors
those that never had love but needed it desperately

he stood in his tracks, the light blinding
the thud of his sweat hitting the ground echoed in his ears
he felt his heart beating, slowing, fading ... the silence of the moment
overwhelming him

Is this death, this sudden calm ,
he felt his eyes closing, the darkness surrounding him
that despicable void that had accompanied him all his life
Is this death?.... have you finally come?
he felt a sudden thump, a small ball of light glowing in his chest
this thing in him growing bigger and bigger
he say the threads separating from it
like the branches of rivers and streams that find there way to the ocean
I am dying?...is this my soul leaving me ?
he raised his majestic head and turn around
smiling hard , an outpouring of dignity is this , his final insurrection
a man resigned to his fate of life, not death
as he watched her beautiful frame glide towards him , hand firmly gripping
the tiny hand of his children
and he realize for the first time in a long time that what filled him was love

---a day at the beach with my family--
:hmm:
 

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still working on this one

she stays on the tip of my tongue
meanwhile I hear her calling out to me
emphaticly
but
she can only
pause...
breath...
then repeat...
ocasionally she's
simultaneously screaming out loud while mumbling quietly, because sometimes words are just
too hard to speak
so I pay her CLOSE attention
undivided actually
and it's true actions are louder cause I hear her so clearly begging me...
telling me...
I better not have the audacity
to stop
and I'm not
I just change the rhythm
meanwhile I'm listen'n to her breath arrhythmic-ally
see, I can't dance for shit
but I know how to follow her lead
and while her hips jerk in a Jamaican style wind
I'm
determined to make her sing
alto
then falsetto
even with my ears covered I can hear her hit that high E​
 

onyxfemme

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Black Sweater….

Black sweater laying against his skin-

Makes me envious of the article of clothing that was purchased for him.

That should be me, laying on his chest-

Smothered in his fragrance..Polo Black is my guess.

I could compliment his skin-my tone against his-

His shade represents the sensual sun and I a moonlight kiss.

You can tell he only partakes of the best-

A well dressed smooth brother in black and gray wont settle for less

So when he purchased that sweater, I know he didn’t second glance the rest-

Because he recognizes perfection-but still that should be me laying on his chest.

Hanging on his arm, and hugging his back-

His movement is artistry in motion, and I just…………mmmmmmmmmm

I love that…..

Maybe the other sweaters were flawed, wrong color and loose threads?

If I were his black sweater would he be gentle w/ me and lay me across his bed?

Keep me isolated from the others that were not worthy of my presence?

Shelter and protect me-from the harsh weather elements?

In return I would aways make him look good and be his best accessory-

Never fray or loose value, because he chose me.

But in reality-he would never notice me-

I am still on the hanger praying my beauty he would see.

Look at me love jones at the highest stress…

Because I feel that black sweater should be me, laying on his chest.





Onyx-
 

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Soul Sister

My dear Soul Sister
Strong as the fist that's raised
To fight oppression from the hands of the aggressor
Sweet as the peaches that preserves in the glass jar
My how far you have made it
No slave master can keep you from your destiny
Gone are the days your raised his bastard children
Take off that dirty maids dress
All of you, and put on your gown
Because tonight is the start of a new beginning
Rise up, and take what is yours
It is yours, it is yours
Tell that no good motherfucker
Say this to that motherfucker
Motherfucker, hears me, and hears me now
I'm no longer your bitch, your hoe, or your momma
I'm your soul sister
My soul sister
My dear sweet soul sister
I can smell your sweetness
From your curvaceous hip, full lips
Finger tips and your pettiness
Let me scratch your scalp, message your stress
gently release burden that fell upon your head today
Pour a nickel size of my love in your hair, cover your body
Moisturize your skin with my understanding
My Soul Sister
My Dear Soul Sister
Let me take care of you
Let me take care of that
That sound
It sound familiar
I've hear it before
The sound of summer breeze that come from between your knees
It looks delightful, preciously hidden in the bush
A treasure, I am Captain Jack, and I've found the treasure
Let me take a closer look
Ahh the aroma, the smell fresh cut flower
I must devour because it looks like an open peach
Ripe and ready to fulfill any adomine that ready to receive its nutrients
Here I am Ready
Mouth is anticipating the first feel
The first taste
And I see you’re ready too
Sticking out, swollen, throbbing
 

onyxfemme

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I like......
Soul Sister

My dear Soul Sister
Strong as the fist that's raised
To fight oppression from the hands of the aggressor
Sweet as the peaches that preserves in the glass jar
My how far you have made it
No slave master can keep you from your destiny
Gone are the days your raised his bastard children
Take off that dirty maids dress
All of you, and put on your gown
Because tonight is the start of a new beginning
Rise up, and take what is yours
It is yours, it is yours
Tell that no good motherfucker
Say this to that motherfucker
Motherfucker, hears me, and hears me now
I'm no longer your bitch, your hoe, or your momma
I'm your soul sister
My soul sister
My dear sweet soul sister
I can smell your sweetness
From your curvaceous hip, full lips
Finger tips and your pettiness
Let me scratch your scalp, message your stress
gently release burden that fell upon your head today
Pour a nickel size of my love in your hair, cover your body
Moisturize your skin with my understanding
My Soul Sister
My Dear Soul Sister
Let me take care of you
Let me take care of that
That sound
It sound familiar
I've hear it before
The sound of summer breeze that come from between your knees
It looks delightful, preciously hidden in the bush
A treasure, I am Captain Jack, and I've found the treasure
Let me take a closer look
Ahh the aroma, the smell fresh cut flower
I must devour because it looks like an open peach
Ripe and ready to fulfill any adomine that ready to receive its nutrients
Here I am Ready
Mouth is anticipating the first feel
The first taste
And I see you’re ready too
Sticking out, swollen, throbbing
 

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so alone

Expressions ( I'm So Alone)
I'm So Scared.. Scared of being different,different from others that can't accept me for who I really am, Scared of the not knowing the things I cant change. Scared... Scared of putting behind my past for without it I couldn't learn from my wrong ways. Scared ...Scared of putting down my guard to keep my life protected even knowing it will keep out my future (husband, or wife).. Scared... Scared of over coming addictions that hold me down "still" keeping in check with me weakness's telling me I'm still "Human".
Scared.. Scared If I just let you go I will not find another to take your place..Scared you will leave me and find better, live better, love better , even after all we been though together.... Scared that my skin is still not accepted into the world that holds grudges about what happened in the past , and not moved on to the future. Scared, Scared of you, Scared Of me,
( I'm So Alone )
 

NICKLEBAGKILLA

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Haven't seen anything in here in over a year so I'll bump it with this:

One Day

One day you said you loved me
And I started to believe
That anything was possible
But I guess I was naive

One day you said you had to go
Because you wanted more
It hurt like hell to do it
But I opened up the door

One day I know you will come back
Just as dusk will turn to dawn
And I will still be standing here
But my love will be gone
 
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