About Love: Poems and Inspiration

[CybaCipha]

Another one from she who wishes to remain ....

Anonymous

Ugh..
i swear life will punch you every chance it gets
an upper cut to the jaw, or a blow to the chest
falling down to the grown as low as can be
for others to gawk and laugh at your misery
although you don't know my wounds but feel my pain
the tragedies of the world are driving me insane
From politics to religion, segregation is on the rise
God said that armagedden will come and its no surprise
Blacks always talkin they want 40 acres and a mule
you cryin black pride but didn't finish high school
blood was shed so you could get 12 years for free
but money was fast, the streets is where you needed to be
but wait my sista, miss hot in the ass with a fresh hall pass
always skippin school cause this nigga swore he loved you
now your 16 with a 6 month old and a story to tell
cause your baby daddy either died or ended up in jail
and now that crime is on the rise its surely no surprise
not the white but the black killin blacks, hear my cries
Black people be smarter the one thing "the Man" cant take
stop being too lazy to learn, rise above the white mans hate
hear what i speak, if knowledge is the key i hand you the lock
to release you future and and condemn ignorance, the mental block
Enough is enough this strife must end! the white man wont help
so support your families and teach our children, that is our wealth
Knowing that we can raise a generation to survive and i don't mean attica
if we dont, we become extint here, they might as well send us back to africa

 

[Hellfish]

Another one from she who wishes to remain ....

Anonymous

Ugh..
i swear life will punch you every chance it gets
an upper cut to the jaw, or a blow to the chest
falling down to the grown as low as can be
for others to gawk and laugh at your misery
although you don't know my wounds but feel my pain
the tragedies of the world are driving me insane
From politics to religion, segregation is on the rise
God said that armagedden will come and its no surprise
Blacks always talkin they want 40 acres and a mule
you cryin black pride but didn't finish high school
blood was shed so you could get 12 years for free
but money was fast, the streets is where you needed to be
but wait my sista, miss hot in the ass with a fresh hall pass
always skippin school cause this nigga swore he loved you
now your 16 with a 6 month old and a story to tell
cause your baby daddy either died or ended up in jail
and now that crime is on the rise its surely no surprise
not the white but the black killin blacks, hear my cries
Black people be smarter the one thing "the Man" cant take
stop being too lazy to learn, rise above the white mans hate
hear what i speak, if knowledge is the key i hand you the lock
to release you future and and condemn ignorance, the mental block
Enough is enough this strife must end! the white man wont help
so support your families and teach our children, that is our wealth
Knowing that we can raise a generation to survive and i don't mean attica
if we dont, we become extint here, they might as well send us back to africa

The truth!!! I think about this subject every day.

 

[Izayoi]

Another one from she who wishes to remain ....

Anonymous

Ugh..
i swear life will punch you every chance it gets
an upper cut to the jaw, or a blow to the chest
falling down to the grown as low as can be
for others to gawk and laugh at your misery
although you don't know my wounds but feel my pain
the tragedies of the world are driving me insane
From politics to religion, segregation is on the rise
God said that armagedden will come and its no surprise
Blacks always talkin they want 40 acres and a mule
you cryin black pride but didn't finish high school
blood was shed so you could get 12 years for free
but money was fast, the streets is where you needed to be
but wait my sista, miss hot in the ass with a fresh hall pass
always skippin school cause this nigga swore he loved you
now your 16 with a 6 month old and a story to tell
cause your baby daddy either died or ended up in jail
and now that crime is on the rise its surely no surprise
not the white but the black killin blacks, hear my cries
Black people be smarter the one thing "the Man" cant take
stop being too lazy to learn, rise above the white mans hate
hear what i speak, if knowledge is the key i hand you the lock
to release you future and and condemn ignorance, the mental block
Enough is enough this strife must end! the white man wont help
so support your families and teach our children, that is our wealth
Knowing that we can raise a generation to survive and i don't mean attica
if we dont, we become extint here, they might as well send us back to africa

Mystery poster has outdone herself.
True and timely.
Most excellent.

 

[Izayoi]

Some Saturday Love- or self love as the case may be ...this one for you Cyba
I love the idea that the author is watching her masturbate.Mmmmmm.

Untitled by Catullus

Sweet sparrow, my lover's pet
she fondles between her thighs
attacking with long fingers
whenever she hungers for its sharp bite
I do not know why she should get
such pleasure by hurting her little pet,
the solace which delights her heart.
I wish as well the bite of its beak
could give my troubled soul relief

 

[CybaCipha]

Some Saturday Love- or self love as the case may be ...this one for you Cyba
I love the idea that the author is watching her masturbate.Mmmmmm.

Untitled by Catullus

Sweet sparrow, my lover's pet
she fondles between her thighs
attacking with long fingers
whenever she hungers for its sharp bite
I do not know why she should get
such pleasure by hurting her little pet,
the solace which delights her heart.
I wish as well the bite of its beak
could give my troubled soul relief

Absolutely lovely,
you know I can't let this slide Iz

Here's one for you

from me

Good things come in small packages
or so they say
One particular package believes that
she is
Obnoxious to the point of being
unpleasant
But not in my eyes
because I see
someone who ...
sounds good
and yet
something more
a need to be
explored
a desire to be
satiated
while at the same time
satisfying her partner to a point opposite of
saturation

They also say
that a picture speaks a thousand words
Well,
I picture a sixty-four inch frame placed in positions
beyond compromise
How many words would
such a picture speak
to those pristine artists
who have come before me?
Would they include the verbal dissonance
that accompany this symphony of forbidden chaos?

Chaotic only because it Iz ...
taboo?
forbidden only because
"I shouldn't even be doing this"
....
or so they say​

© 1995 CybaCipha

 

[Izayoi]

Absolutely lovely,
you know I can't let this slide Iz

Here's one for you

from me

Good things come in small packages
or so they say
One particular package believes that
she is
Obnoxious to the point of being
unpleasant
But not in my eyes
because I see
someone who ...
sounds good
and yet
something more
a need to be
explored
a desire to be
satiated
while at the same time
satisfying her partner to a point opposite of
saturation

They also say
that a picture speaks a thousand words
Well,
I picture a sixty-four inch frame placed in positions
beyond compromise
How many words would
such a picture speak
to those pristine artists
who have come before me?
Would they include the verbal dissonance
that accompany this symphony of forbidden chaos?

Chaotic only because it is ...
taboo?
forbidden only because
"I shouldn't even be doing this"
....
or so they say​

© 1995 CybaCipha

I think you know me too well my friend

This is a gem all around! Beautiful.

Thank you!

 

[danyo30]

Thank you!

Danyo this is sweet and the fact it is inspired by your wife makes it all the more special- real love.

Thanks for contributing to the thread.

 

[danyo30]

I am loving this. Thank you for sharing Danyo. Please share some more

Thank you Lady S. per your request:
As always this is dedicated to my loving wife Shaunte' who I just found out on Valentine's day is carrying our first baby! I have not told anyone yet since she is only 6 weeks. I had to tell some one so I shared with you guys. I am so exctied and scared anyway here is another poem I hope you guys like it.

The Rhythm of Pleasure

Complex, perplexed
Yet still not vexed
To the rhythm of my rhyme
We both do flex

Laying wet in our sweat
Without a single regret
Filled with pleasure beyond measure
Since the day that we met

All night until twilight
Never leaving my sight
Kissing, caressing, constantly undressing
Loving you right, in the mist of moonlight


Daniel Andre' Redick
Copyright ©2008 Daniel Andre' Redick​

 

[Izayoi]

Thank you Lady S. per your request:
As always this is dedicated to my loving wife Shaunte' who I just found out on Valentine's day is carrying our first baby! I have not told anyone yet since she is only 6 weeks. I had to tell some one so I shared with you guys. I am so exctied and scared anyway here is another poem I hope you guys like it.

Wonderful!!!!

The Rhythm of Pleasure

Complex, perplexed
Yet still not vexed
To the rhythm of my rhyme
We both do flex

Laying wet in our sweat
Without a single regret
Filled with pleasure beyond measure
Since the day that we met

All night until twilight
Never leaving my sight
Kissing, caressing, constantly undressing
Loving you right, in the mist of moonlight


Daniel Andre' Redick
Copyright ©2008 Daniel Andre' Redick​

Brother you are in LOVE!!!! I am so happy for you and yours. That's wonderful.

 

[Izayoi]

Some more beauty from a mystery poster.
I'm going to title it, hope that's ok!


Abscentia by Anonymous titled by Izayoi

Destiny has chosen this path
When I lost you, I lost my life
It was a break in an already
Dying heart..
You had brought the joy back
If only for the moment
There was hope like none
I'd ever known
Then....rejection
Like something ripped to pieces
Broken glass shattered
You left me...
I'd never know you
Never touch you as you had touched me
The world needed you more
A star had been missing from the night sky
A ray of light from the burning sun
As you had come, you were gone
All that is left is that pain in my soul
A break in a heart already broken...

 

[AlexandMorgan]

Alone

I stand here alone
No pm's, no instant messages
No ringing cell phone
No booty calls
No late night calls
Just aching, slightly blue balls

I sit here alone
Am i waiting on that phone to ring
Female calling begging me to make her pussy sing
No it aint happening for me
Did i choose to be lonely
Don't matter cause i sit here alone.

I lay down here alone
No hair spread out on my bed
No chick with her mouth around my cock head
No scratches in my back
Me begging her to cut me some slack from her relentless attack
I just lay down here alone.

Even in my dreams i seem to be alone
A monster chases me but i fight it on my own
The world ends and it just is me there everyone else is gone
Even when i dream of sex i end up with my being the only one
Never a face on the lady just me being there alone
Even in my dreams i just am alone.

Everyone i know seems to be with someone
Yes they fight and they yell at each other
But i still envy them their battles
Because when you are fighting you can not be alone
The nagging, the jealousy and uncertainty of relationships
Do these things beat and are they worth not being alone.

 

[ladyscorpio]

Alone

I stand here alone
No pm's, no instant messages
No ringing cell phone
No booty calls
No late night calls
Just aching, slightly blue balls

I sit here alone
Am i waiting on that phone to ring
Female calling begging me to make her pussy sing
No it aint happening for me
Did i choose to be lonely
Don't matter cause i sit here alone.

I lay down here alone
No hair spread out on my bed
No chick with her mouth around my cock head
No scratches in my back
Me begging her to cut me some slack from her relentless attack
I just lay down here alone.

Even in my dreams i seem to be alone
A monster chases me but i fight it on my own
The world ends and it just is me there everyone else is gone
Even when i dream of sex i end up with my being the only one
Never a face on the lady just me being there alone
Even in my dreams i just am alone.

Everyone i know seems to be with someone
Yes they fight and they yell at each other
But i still envy them their battles
Because when you are fighting you can not be alone
The nagging, the jealousy and uncertainty of relationships
Do these things beat and are they worth not being alone.

Alexand this is so heartfelt, I wanna come keep you company now.

Thanks for sharing hun.

 

[ladyscorpio]

Congratulations on the lil blessing bredren Beautiful poetry as always

Thank you Lady S. per your request:
As always this is dedicated to my loving wife Shaunte' who I just found out on Valentine's day is carrying our first baby! I have not told anyone yet since she is only 6 weeks. I had to tell some one so I shared with you guys. I am so exctied and scared anyway here is another poem I hope you guys like it.

The Rhythm of Pleasure

Complex, perplexed
Yet still not vexed
To the rhythm of my rhyme
We both do flex

Laying wet in our sweat
Without a single regret
Filled with pleasure beyond measure
Since the day that we met

All night until twilight
Never leaving my sight
Kissing, caressing, constantly undressing
Loving you right, in the mist of moonlight


Daniel Andre' Redick
Copyright ©2008 Daniel Andre' Redick​

 

[bigdaddi1314]

Something from Love Jones the movie. I haven't seen it in a minute.

For all the fine BGOL brothers doing their Love Jones tonight.

A Blues for Nina from Love Jones

Say baby, can I be your slave
I’ve got to admit girl, you’re the shit girl
And I’m diggin’ you like a grave
Now do they call you daughter to the spinnin post, or
Or maybe Queen of 2,000 moons
Sister to the distant, yet risin’ star
Is your name Yimmy-Ya
Oh hell nah, it’s got to be Oshun
Ooo, is that a smile me put on your face child
Wide as a field of Jasmine and Glover
Talk that talk honey, walk that walk money
Hound legs that’ll spank Jehovah
Shit, who am I?
It’s not important
But they call me brother to the Night
And right now
I’m the blues in your left thigh
Tryin to become the funk in your right

Who am I?
I’ll be whoever you say
But right now, I’m the sight raped hunter
Blindly pursuing you as my prey
And I just wanna give you injections, of sublime erections
And get you to dance to my rhythm
Make you dream archaetypes, of black angels in flight
Upon wings, of distorted, contorted, metaphoric jism
Come on slim
Fuck yo’ man, I ain’t worried about him
It’s you who I wanna step to my scene
Cause rather than deal with the fallacy
Of this dry ass reality
I rather dance and romance your sweet ass, in a wet dream
Who am I?
Well they all call me brother to the Night
And right now, I’m the blues in your left thigh
Trying to become the funk in your right
Is that alright

Darius Lovehall

This poem from this movie turned me onto the pen!

 

[Chicutie]

Some more beauty from a mystery poster.
I'm going to title it, hope that's ok!


Abscentia by Anonymous titled by Izayoi

Destiny has chosen this path
When I lost you, I lost my life
It was a break in an already
Dying heart..
You had brought the joy back
If only for the moment
There was hope like none
I'd ever known
Then....rejection
Like something ripped to pieces
Broken glass shattered
You left me...
I'd never know you
Never touch you as you had touched me
The world needed you more
A star had been missing from the night sky
A ray of light from the burning sun
As you had come, you were gone
All that is left is that pain in my soul
A break in a heart already broken...

That was sad . . . but really beautiful. A lot of people can probably relate to that. I definitely can. . .

 

[bigdaddi1314]

*steps out the shadows to spit an old peice...*


How am I supposed to feel
You leaving my bed to go back to that man
Telling me how much you need me with his ring on your hand
How am I supposed to feel
Coming in second in this race for your heart
Feeling special because you care
Making myself content with contrived thoughts
Like she’s here with me now, and at least that’s a start
How am I supposed to feel
Buying dreams that you’re selling because I need to believe
And watching your belly swelling
Wondering if it was with he or I with which you conceived
How am I supposed to feel
Wondering if that life is from me that your carrying around
And him not even knowing there’ a chance that that is not his child
How am I supposed to feel
I already know your whole life is with that man
And you’re not going to leave your happy home for me
That much I finally understand
But that child has my eyes that he’s holding in his hands
How am I supposed to feel
Something inside me is telling me to leave it alone
I’ve never been one to break up a happy home
but these are the thoughts that tear me apart when I’m all alone
I understand what’s done is done
And what’s left is with which we have to deal
But would someone please explain to me
HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO FEEL?

 

[bigdaddi1314]

This is me
With all my flaws
Not clean and groomed
But just waking up
With sleep in my eyes, breath funky as hell with the same pair of draws
This is me
Not the smooth confident man that you met
But a scared little boy trapped by his fears and regret
This is me
Not the sum of all the praise that I’ve won
But the result of the shame from all the dirt that I’ve done
This is me
IN ALL MY GLORY
But you already know all this because you’ve long ago seen through my bullshit story
You knew me
Before I knew me
And you would tell me every once in a while
That you like me
NO
YOU LOVED ME
More than the me I pretended to be
But to be myself, and accept my self just wasn’t ready
So you walked by my side
Often acted as a guide
On my road to self discovery
And when I found myself you were there
Just as you said you would be
And it took me too long
To learn how to be me

 

[bigdaddi1314]

I want to write
But
Right now I’m not feeling very poetic
Right now I’m feeling like drop’n my pen and saying fuck it
Forget it
I mean what has poetry really ever done for me?


Maybe helped me maintain my sanity
Revealed what I am not so I can work on becoming the man I want to be
Or allowed me to express myself in a way that makes me understand who I am
Made me really look at myself when I can’t stand to see that man
To deconstruct me and rebuild me internally

And yea
Maybe in my more childish stage it was a useful way to encourage the opposite sex to notice me
Putting a few words together to show others a hidden part of me
Or eloquently describing myself to others…
Not as I am but how I wish I could be
That was all just bullshit see…
hidden just enough behind those lines was my ability to expose secret parts of me
Naa
Poetry ain’t never did shit for me
Besides helping me find my own direction
Or swimming through my own shallow mentality
Into Deep moments of introspective reflection
This poetry thang ain’t all it’s cracked up to be
Poetry ain’t never did shit for me

 

[bigdaddi1314]

*one of my first peices*


I want to make love to you
I want to TASTE you
I want to be inside you
And hear you scream my name
And feel you shake
And see you cum
And sleep next to you when mutual exhaustion says were done.
See…
I want to make love to you
And wake up and fix us breakfast
And see you walk out of my room with my old Rick james superfreak tour tee-shirt and your panties on
just Because you know that turns me on.
And then I want to make love to you
Again
And again
And again
So
Can I make love to you?

 

[Melts In Ur Mouth]

Within My Mind

I think of you all the time
I can’t seem to release you from my mind
I just wanted to ask a favor
So I can find a way to savor
The beautiful, sweet, magnificent
Masterpiece of your creator

Can you step outta my mind for a secon’
So that I can be a blessin’
To you…
In everything that you do

Can you step outta my mind for a secon’
So that I can connect wit
The beauty that’s within
Hell, I’ll even take your sins

Can you step outta my mind for a minute
So that I can feel it
I want your deepness
To take over my spirit

Can you step outta my mind for a minute
So I can reveal it
I want the world to see
Just how precious you are to me.

But don’t go for too long
Thoughts of you keep me strong
Through the endless days and lonely nights
Your ever present essence is what holds me tight

The days that linger between
Me being held in your captivity
Now feel like decades
And im lacking the patience it takes to wait

Ok, now you can step back in
I need the comfort of your aura again
Even that second, that minute took a lifetime
I want you with me ...even if its just within my mind!

 

[Melts In Ur Mouth]

Im Ready

In the words of R. Kelly
"It seems like Im Ready"
In the words of India.Arie
"I want to be held in your captivity."
Im twenty-four
And im starting to get that urge
To be submerged
In the blissfulness
That we call the gift of….

Ive been able to plan my
Associates, Bachelors, and Master's degree
But this is the one thing
I cant seem to plan for the life of me.

IM READY

Im ready to cook that hot plate
And have dinner wait
For you when you return home
After working hard for so long.
Im ready to massage your neck,
Shoulders, back & feet,
As you sit back & recline
In your favorite seat.

Im ready to do things to you
That your mind cant even conceive,
Giving you sensations in places
That people only dream
Three days later, have you still
Shaking your head in disbelief.

IM READY

But this is something that takes two.
I cant be ready by myself
I have to wait on you.
But who knows when that will be
I guess ill have to be patient
And maybe you'll come to me
But until that day,
Ill sit & contemplate
Just how beautiful it will be
When you too are READY for me.

 

[Melts In Ur Mouth]

Alone

I stand here alone
No pm's, no instant messages
No ringing cell phone
No booty calls
No late night calls
Just aching, slightly blue balls

I sit here alone
Am i waiting on that phone to ring
Female calling begging me to make her pussy sing
No it aint happening for me
Did i choose to be lonely
Don't matter cause i sit here alone.

I lay down here alone
No hair spread out on my bed
No chick with her mouth around my cock head
No scratches in my back
Me begging her to cut me some slack from her relentless attack
I just lay down here alone.

Even in my dreams i seem to be alone
A monster chases me but i fight it on my own
The world ends and it just is me there everyone else is gone
Even when i dream of sex i end up with my being the only one
Never a face on the lady just me being there alone
Even in my dreams i just am alone.

Everyone i know seems to be with someone
Yes they fight and they yell at each other
But i still envy them their battles
Because when you are fighting you can not be alone
The nagging, the jealousy and uncertainty of relationships
Do these things beat and are they worth not being alone.

Awwww....I think everyone has felt this way at one point. Sometimes that alone time is needed for self improvement...and other times its some depressing Bullshit.Either way there's been times where I can relate! Thanks 4 sharing it.

 

[ladyscorpio]

Im Ready

In the words of R. Kelly
"It seems like Im Ready"
In the words of India.Arie
"I want to be held in your captivity."
Im twenty-four
And im starting to get that urge
To be submerged
In the blissfulness
That we call the gift of….

Ive been able to plan my
Associates, Bachelors, and Master's degree
But this is the one thing
I cant seem to plan for the life of me.

IM READY

Im ready to cook that hot plate
And have dinner wait
For you when you return home
After working hard for so long.
Im ready to massage your neck,
Shoulders, back & feet,
As you sit back & recline
In your favorite seat.

Im ready to do things to you
That your mind cant even conceive,
Giving you sensations in places
That people only dream
Three days later, have you still
Shaking your head in disbelief.

IM READY

But this is something that takes two.
I cant be ready by myself
I have to wait on you.
But who knows when that will be
I guess ill have to be patient
And maybe you'll come to me
But until that day,
Ill sit & contemplate
Just how beautiful it will be
When you too are READY for me.

MIUM this is great stuff right here Thank you for sharing sis

 

[ladyscorpio]

bigdaddi thank you sir

 

[Hellfish]

I've been gone to long. Rather than quote all the latest entry's. I just want to say thanks to all that have contributed to this great thread. Enjoy

DREAMS

From shattered dreams you came to me
Your innocent sincerity
Cased my fall into a dream,
To see it only as it seemed,
The door was opened ancient keys,
Scent of orchids sweetened breeze,
But hopes and dreams become despair,
The page you turned began to tear.

Broken clouds a light streaked sky,
Broken promise a child that cries,
Sun dripping warmth and glow,
Tears dripping sting and flow,
From glassy eyes my vision blurred,
To understand your mind and words,
A shattered heart the scattered light,
Bewildered soul that spins the night.

No cloud or pillow to break the fall,
Broken pieces of a porcelain doll,
A thread of hope weaves through her locks,
Lost in tones of a musical box,
The sweetness of your voice so pure,
Tips the bottle that holds the cure,
His star stolen from an endless sky,
Lingering dreams will fade and die.



© Nob1e​

 

[Izayoi]

Alone

I stand here alone
No pm's, no instant messages
No ringing cell phone
No booty calls
No late night calls
Just aching, slightly blue balls

I sit here alone
Am i waiting on that phone to ring
Female calling begging me to make her pussy sing
No it aint happening for me
Did i choose to be lonely
Don't matter cause i sit here alone.

I lay down here alone
No hair spread out on my bed
No chick with her mouth around my cock head
No scratches in my back
Me begging her to cut me some slack from her relentless attack
I just lay down here alone.

Even in my dreams i seem to be alone
A monster chases me but i fight it on my own
The world ends and it just is me there everyone else is gone
Even when i dream of sex i end up with my being the only one
Never a face on the lady just me being there alone
Even in my dreams i just am alone.

Everyone i know seems to be with someone
Yes they fight and they yell at each other
But i still envy them their battles
Because when you are fighting you can not be alone
The nagging, the jealousy and uncertainty of relationships
Do these things beat and are they worth not being alone.

That breaks my heart a little.

This is me
With all my flaws
Not clean and groomed
But just waking up
With sleep in my eyes, breath funky as hell with the same pair of draws
This is me
Not the smooth confident man that you met
But a scared little boy trapped by his fears and regret
This is me
Not the sum of all the praise that I’ve won
But the result of the shame from all the dirt that I’ve done
This is me
IN ALL MY GLORY
But you already know all this because you’ve long ago seen through my bullshit story
You knew me
Before I knew me
And you would tell me every once in a while
That you like me
NO
YOU LOVED ME
More than the me I pretended to be
But to be myself, and accept my self just wasn’t ready
So you walked by my side
Often acted as a guide
On my road to self discovery
And when I found myself you were there
Just as you said you would be
And it took me too long
To learn how to be me

This is such a powerful message bigdaddi- thanks for this and all the other works you posted. I think you posted once before when the thread first started Welcome back.

In the words of R. Kelly
"It seems like Im Ready"
In the words of India.Arie
"I want to be held in your captivity."
Im twenty-four
And im starting to get that urge
To be submerged
In the blissfulness
That we call the gift of….

Ive been able to plan my
Associates, Bachelors, and Master's degree
But this is the one thing
I cant seem to plan for the life of me.

IM READY

Im ready to cook that hot plate
And have dinner wait
For you when you return home
After working hard for so long.
Im ready to massage your neck,
Shoulders, back & feet,
As you sit back & recline
In your favorite seat.

Im ready to do things to you
That your mind cant even conceive,
Giving you sensations in places
That people only dream
Three days later, have you still
Shaking your head in disbelief.

IM READY

But this is something that takes two.
I cant be ready by myself
I have to wait on you.
But who knows when that will be
I guess ill have to be patient
And maybe you'll come to me
But until that day,
Ill sit & contemplate
Just how beautiful it will be
When you too are READY for me.

Melts welcome and I feel this. Your screen name is perfect

Hellfish- Always extraordinary!

This verse killed:

Broken clouds a light streaked sky,
Broken promise a child that cries,
Sun dripping warmth and glow,
Tears dripping sting and flow,
From glassy eyes my vision blurred,
To understand your mind and words,
A shattered heart the scattered light,
Bewildered soul that spins the night.

 

[mcguyver]

Im Ready

In the words of R. Kelly
"It seems like Im Ready"
In the words of India.Arie
"I want to be held in your captivity."
Im twenty-four
And im starting to get that urge
To be submerged
In the blissfulness
That we call the gift of….

Ive been able to plan my
Associates, Bachelors, and Master's degree
But this is the one thing
I cant seem to plan for the life of me.

IM READY

Im ready to cook that hot plate
And have dinner wait
For you when you return home
After working hard for so long.
Im ready to massage your neck,
Shoulders, back & feet,
As you sit back & recline
In your favorite seat.

Im ready to do things to you
That your mind cant even conceive,
Giving you sensations in places
That people only dream
Three days later, have you still
Shaking your head in disbelief.

IM READY

But this is something that takes two.
I cant be ready by myself
I have to wait on you.
But who knows when that will be
I guess ill have to be patient
And maybe you'll come to me
But until that day,
Ill sit & contemplate
Just how beautiful it will be
When you too are READY for me.

 

[Bushmon]

Greetings family let me first apologize for being away so long. There are too many hot pieces to reply individually, so let me just express my thanks for everyone contributing, maintaining the positive momentum of this thread.

Am I…

Am I the child, paralyzed, incessant trauma
The child, regretful, captive mamma
I am the man, evasive, self-induced drama.

Am I the child, fruitless, tilling past
I am the man, seeding, prospect last.

Am I the child, scraps, fortuitous table
I am the man, hunter, voracious stable.

Am I the child, sheltered, surpass happiness
The child, manifest, God bless
I am the man, nothing more nothing less.

Bushmon
©2008​

 

[Bushmon]

Bump!!!!

 

[Izayoi]

Greetings family let me first apologize for being away so long. There are too many hot pieces to reply individually, so let me just express my thanks for everyone contributing, maintaining the positive momentum of this thread.

Am I…

Am I the child, paralyzed, incessant trauma
The child, regretful, captive mamma
I am the man, evasive, self-induced drama.

Am I the child, fruitless, tilling past
I am the man, seeding, prospect last.

Am I the child, scraps, fortuitous table
I am the man, hunter, voracious stable.

Am I the child, sheltered, surpass happiness
The child, manifest, God bless
I am the man, nothing more nothing less.

Bushmon
©2008​

You are!

Bump!!!!

Thanks Bush- I was giving the other rhyme threads some room to breathe but man we sure do need the love back on SOL- folks going thread bait crazy over here!

Thanks always for sharing your gifts Bush.

 

[AlexandMorgan]

Going to give this thread a little bump
SOL right now is in the middle of a negative slump
Anger and hatred are on the board being dumped
So anything even remotely positive will be bumped
Saying something negative only proves you are a chump.

 

[mechanical_animal]

MUTED SONG

Sing to me
That muted song within bated breath
Soundscape of ecstatic staccato moan
Waiting an eternity for you to die and live again
with every stroke
Is this the sound of Delilah's sheer delight?
Tenacious tone of Samson's brawny, bald undoing?
The dark secretly glows for me and lays the brilliant hue upon hazel chassis
I think of you as star radiance
Illuminating silhouette
Sweat shines off cozy pores and downy fuzz
The blessed slide
The ardent push
The desperate pull
The gentle rock
Constant Ebb and flow
Charmed karmic Kama sutra contortions
Yearn for yin-yang, Lingam-Yoni connection
Grant me divine passage
to the sacred temple where I worship
Deceptively prostrated
Like Lion on verge of attack
Satiated once soothed by Shakti's embrace personified
You are she
Of that there is no doubt
I am him
Of that there is no doubt
Every mewl, every child like whimper
breathes innocence into cynical, jaded thoughts
And we, both breathless, chant in silence
The quiet chorus croons coitus consensio
Lapsed in labyrinthine gazes the hushed hymn crescendos and fades
Only to be hummed again.

I wish I could see myself in the light which your presence casts on me. My reality is one a bit more twisted than you see on an average day, but were it not for you there'd be no days. You inspire me to look beyond the physical realm of my existence beyond my pragmatic mental metal bars, but more importantly you inspire me to get out of bed every morning which is much more than anybody has ever done for me. It is more than what I have ever done for myself to be honest. I know that dealing with me cannot be an easy task. The fact that it is a task alone isn't easy, but believe me that my intentions are not to complicate your life but to enrich it with whatever I can offer you. Or better yet, with whatever you choose to accept. Please bear with me, it is hard for me to cope with all this love and understanding... and as I read this back I realize that my own self-loathing is my true obstacle. This is something that comes almost self-evident when dealing with me. Just remember my background, my family history, my society's stance on women and my genetic predisposition for this sort of behavior. And remember that I am lost without you.

P.S. No pressure!
P.S.S. I love WE.

 

[Izayoi]

I wish I could see myself in the light which your presence casts on me. My reality is one a bit more twisted than you see on an average day, but were it not for you there'd be no days. You inspire me to look beyond the physical realm of my existence beyond my pragmatic mental metal bars, but more importantly you inspire me to get out of bed every morning which is much more than anybody has ever done for me. It is more than what I have ever done for myself to be honest. I know that dealing with me cannot be an easy task. The fact that it is a task alone isn't easy, but believe me that my intentions are not to complicate your life but to enrich it with whatever I can offer you. Or better yet, with whatever you choose to accept. Please bear with me, it is hard for me to cope with all this love and understanding... and as I read this back I realize that my own self-loathing is my true obstacle. This is something that comes almost self-evident when dealing with me. Just remember my background, my family history, my society's stance on women and my genetic predisposition for this sort of behavior. And remember that I am lost without you.

P.S. No pressure!
P.S.S. I love WE.

Now that's LOVE! Thanks MA for bringing us back to what really important.

I wish yall the best

 

[andusay]

I wish I could see myself in the light which your presence casts on me. My reality is one a bit more twisted than you see on an average day, but were it not for you there'd be no days. You inspire me to look beyond the physical realm of my existence beyond my pragmatic mental metal bars, but more importantly you inspire me to get out of bed every morning which is much more than anybody has ever done for me. It is more than what I have ever done for myself to be honest. I know that dealing with me cannot be an easy task. The fact that it is a task alone isn't easy, but believe me that my intentions are not to complicate your life but to enrich it with whatever I can offer you. Or better yet, with whatever you choose to accept. Please bear with me, it is hard for me to cope with all this love and understanding... and as I read this back I realize that my own self-loathing is my true obstacle. This is something that comes almost self-evident when dealing with me. Just remember my background, my family history, my society's stance on women and my genetic predisposition for this sort of behavior. And remember that I am lost without you.

P.S. No pressure!
P.S.S. I love WE.

I hope you were able to get what I left on your pillow.

 

[ladyscorpio]

I wish I could see myself in the light which your presence casts on me. My reality is one a bit more twisted than you see on an average day, but were it not for you there'd be no days. You inspire me to look beyond the physical realm of my existence beyond my pragmatic mental metal bars, but more importantly you inspire me to get out of bed every morning which is much more than anybody has ever done for me. It is more than what I have ever done for myself to be honest. I know that dealing with me cannot be an easy task. The fact that it is a task alone isn't easy, but believe me that my intentions are not to complicate your life but to enrich it with whatever I can offer you. Or better yet, with whatever you choose to accept. Please bear with me, it is hard for me to cope with all this love and understanding... and as I read this back I realize that my own self-loathing is my true obstacle. This is something that comes almost self-evident when dealing with me. Just remember my background, my family history, my society's stance on women and my genetic predisposition for this sort of behavior. And remember that I am lost without you.

P.S. No pressure!
P.S.S. I love WE.

This is reality right there. Love it.

Now that's LOVE! Thanks MA for bringing us back to what really important.

I wish yall the best

Isn't it refreshing Iz

I hope you were able to get what I left on your pillow.

niceness