This was never supposed to happen But this is not a mistake how ever that may sound. You were never supposed to love me but I was meant to love you, what ever that means. We were never meant to cross paths but we were meant to be part of each others life. What a perfect imperfection a great irony a complex simplicity.
This is that cruel trick that the heart plays on the mind or is it the other way around. Was this love meant to be or was there ever supposed to be a love between us to begin. Such a burden is something no one should have to bare but what doesn't kill you makes you stronger or does it wear you down? Wow what's the meaning of this why so many questions and so few answers, each question leading to another but yet through all the confusion I'm still certain about all these uncertainties and that such a situation just means that the love we share is a rare love not bound by rules or answers or maybe I just think to much who knows? I don't know but I do feel and what I feel does feel real.
This won't be easy but does it mean that its supposed to be hard? More questions lead to more questions and less answers. Maybe I shouldn't look for the answers and that way there will be no need for questions, but then how will I know what I need to know, or do I already know and not need to ask? So many questions so few answers will it ever end?
Friday, August 21, 2009
Who Am I .....By Poetic D
Who am I ?
I am my son's father and my father's son, my sister's brother and to my mother the eldest one.
I am the manifestation of past dreams, as well as the foundation for new hope. I am also part of this present nightmare and the reason why spirits are broke.
I am a man among boys, and at times a boy among men.I am also one who chose to support and defend.To support a system through all its iniquities, and to defend my soul through all the impurities.I am a man with the weight of the world on my shoulders.
I am the revelation of prophecy foretold by those who were older.Who am I? For that question is not as easy as it seems. For the answer to that remains to be seen
I am my son's father and my father's son, my sister's brother and to my mother the eldest one.
I am the manifestation of past dreams, as well as the foundation for new hope. I am also part of this present nightmare and the reason why spirits are broke.
I am a man among boys, and at times a boy among men.I am also one who chose to support and defend.To support a system through all its iniquities, and to defend my soul through all the impurities.I am a man with the weight of the world on my shoulders.
I am the revelation of prophecy foretold by those who were older.Who am I? For that question is not as easy as it seems. For the answer to that remains to be seen
Poetic Seduction .......By Poetic D
Are you ready to be poetically seduced? Are you ready for the expirience that my words will produce?I see you, bracing for my words to enter deep inside your mind, strongly and firmly, yet slowly and controlled.I see you again, this time sizing the magnitude of my words.Your nervous, but dont be, im just beginning.
Let my words slowly undress the clothes of your inner most thoughts, because you wont need them for whats about to take place.Let the taste of my words entice you as they roll off of your tounge when you speak them.when my words nibble on your ear you close your eyes and bite your lips.Feel my words as they become harder as the penitrate the depths of your
most personal fantasies.Embrace my words as they thrust deeply inside of your most secret of places.Your breathing heavy. Can you handle it? You want me to stop, but I cant stop, and i wont stop.Not until my words cause a climatic eruption.Then and only then will i conclude my poetic seduction........
Let my words slowly undress the clothes of your inner most thoughts, because you wont need them for whats about to take place.Let the taste of my words entice you as they roll off of your tounge when you speak them.when my words nibble on your ear you close your eyes and bite your lips.Feel my words as they become harder as the penitrate the depths of your
most personal fantasies.Embrace my words as they thrust deeply inside of your most secret of places.Your breathing heavy. Can you handle it? You want me to stop, but I cant stop, and i wont stop.Not until my words cause a climatic eruption.Then and only then will i conclude my poetic seduction........
Still I Pray........ BY Poetic D
Throughout my life I've faced many adversities, and still I pray.I have endured pain and heart ache, and still I pray.
I've often felt that things can never get any worse than what they already are, and still I pray.
I've failed numerous times at a number of things and yet still I prayed. Even when I felt defeated and like I couldn't go any further, still I prayed.
I prayed for strength in my weakest of times, I prayed for endurance in my hardest of times. I prayed for motivation in my lowest of times. I prayed for courage in my most fearfull of times. And I prayed for faith in the darkest of times.
In prosperity I will pray,in joy I will pray, through pain I will pray, in victory I will pray, and even in Gods grace I will pray. So even though it may seem as if things are not what they should be, when I'm alone, beaten and distraught, I don't worry, because still I pray
I've often felt that things can never get any worse than what they already are, and still I pray.
I've failed numerous times at a number of things and yet still I prayed. Even when I felt defeated and like I couldn't go any further, still I prayed.
I prayed for strength in my weakest of times, I prayed for endurance in my hardest of times. I prayed for motivation in my lowest of times. I prayed for courage in my most fearfull of times. And I prayed for faith in the darkest of times.
In prosperity I will pray,in joy I will pray, through pain I will pray, in victory I will pray, and even in Gods grace I will pray. So even though it may seem as if things are not what they should be, when I'm alone, beaten and distraught, I don't worry, because still I pray
Real Woman.....BY Poetic D
What's a real woman?A real woman is the complete compliment to a real man with out a doubt.A real woman knows what being a woman is all about.A real woman will seldom be intimidated, but if so will turn that intimidation into motivation and will attack that situation with unmatched determination.
A real womans radiance will always shine. A real woman is ready at all times, ready for what ever may come her way, because a real woman is stong, is fierce, and will not stray.
A real woman is sexy, stimulating and smart.A real woman knows the way to a real mans heart.A real woman will nurture, will love, will support and protect.A real woman will always be there and never defect.
A real woman will always play her part according to plan, and always knows when to let a man be a man.A real woman without a doubt will always stand, not in front, sometimes behind, but always beside her real man
A real womans radiance will always shine. A real woman is ready at all times, ready for what ever may come her way, because a real woman is stong, is fierce, and will not stray.
A real woman is sexy, stimulating and smart.A real woman knows the way to a real mans heart.A real woman will nurture, will love, will support and protect.A real woman will always be there and never defect.
A real woman will always play her part according to plan, and always knows when to let a man be a man.A real woman without a doubt will always stand, not in front, sometimes behind, but always beside her real man
You.......BY Poetic D
You are the personification of beauty, and the embodiment of pure ecstasy.You are the love song that my heart keeps on repeat.You are as beautiful as when the sun bids farewell to the day and the sky embraces the moon as its new love.You are the reason why the sun and the moon can never meet but remain as parallels, because there is no force stronger than your love.
You are the reason why I believed in love even when love didn't believe in me.You are the reason why my soul burns with passion, a flame that only the taste of your lips can extinguish.You are the last piece to this complicated puzzle which is me, so with out you how can I ever be complete?You are the reason why I am, because without you there is no me.You are simply............ You
You are the reason why I believed in love even when love didn't believe in me.You are the reason why my soul burns with passion, a flame that only the taste of your lips can extinguish.You are the last piece to this complicated puzzle which is me, so with out you how can I ever be complete?You are the reason why I am, because without you there is no me.You are simply............ You
I Am .....By Poetic D
I am the first, the origin from which all men transpire.I am the son of pharaoh's, through my veins flow the blood of kings. In my chest beats the heart of a warrior, one who's battle scarred and fearless.I am what happens when an unstoppable force meets an unmovable object.
On my back a nation was built. A nation that will never truly accept me.I am who you hate to love, and love to hate.I am your deepest fear, but yet your greatest hope. I am the product of when dreamers dream and believers believe.I am what you see when you look into that dark place that your scared to go. When you look into that place it is me you see staring back at you from that place you dare not dwell.I am a living contradiction, a walking paradox, I am conflicted, but yet I still see clearly that I am what this world needs. I am untimely yet carefully thought out.I am destiny.
I am unbeaten no matter how many whips you bring, for my body is as hard as tempered steel and is only just a house for my omnipotent spirit.I , by all definitions and descriptions....... Am a black man......
On my back a nation was built. A nation that will never truly accept me.I am who you hate to love, and love to hate.I am your deepest fear, but yet your greatest hope. I am the product of when dreamers dream and believers believe.I am what you see when you look into that dark place that your scared to go. When you look into that place it is me you see staring back at you from that place you dare not dwell.I am a living contradiction, a walking paradox, I am conflicted, but yet I still see clearly that I am what this world needs. I am untimely yet carefully thought out.I am destiny.
I am unbeaten no matter how many whips you bring, for my body is as hard as tempered steel and is only just a house for my omnipotent spirit.I , by all definitions and descriptions....... Am a black man......
Running ......By Poetic D
I'm running, but where? There, there is my destination, but where is there? There is anywhere but here. And so I run as fast as I can just to get away from here and get to there, but where is here?Here is sorrow, here is hurt, and here is pain.
I don't wanna be here.So I run, as fast as I can, but it seems as if I still move at a snails pace.I have to get there.But again where is there? There is definitely not here, and so I continue running from here, from sorrow, from hurt, from pain, and now from tears.So I keep running to desperately reach there still not knowing where there is. Where is there? All I know is that there isn't here and here is where I don't need to be.But now a problem surfaces, I'm tired of running. Running no where fast but still trying to get there, which is away from here.
I'm so tired, should I turn back? But if I turn back I will never get there , get away from sorrow, from hurt, from pain, and lets not for get the tears.So I stop running because I now realize that as long as I run from here I will never get there because there is here, and here is there. Like a hamster in a wheel I've ran long and hard just to get nowhere. It seems i will never get there, there eludes me, I am forever stuck here , with sorrow , with hurt, with pain, and of course with tears.........
I don't wanna be here.So I run, as fast as I can, but it seems as if I still move at a snails pace.I have to get there.But again where is there? There is definitely not here, and so I continue running from here, from sorrow, from hurt, from pain, and now from tears.So I keep running to desperately reach there still not knowing where there is. Where is there? All I know is that there isn't here and here is where I don't need to be.But now a problem surfaces, I'm tired of running. Running no where fast but still trying to get there, which is away from here.
I'm so tired, should I turn back? But if I turn back I will never get there , get away from sorrow, from hurt, from pain, and lets not for get the tears.So I stop running because I now realize that as long as I run from here I will never get there because there is here, and here is there. Like a hamster in a wheel I've ran long and hard just to get nowhere. It seems i will never get there, there eludes me, I am forever stuck here , with sorrow , with hurt, with pain, and of course with tears.........
Love.......... by Poetic D
When I met her she told me her name was Love. I wanted to know Love, I needed to know Love, and I needed love to know me.I asked Love how old are you and Love said I am ageless and eternal as well as undying, but yet I am easily lost and hard to find.
I embraced Love, I cherished Love. I asked love from where do you come from. Love said that I come from a sacred place deep within the depths of the heart. Love was like water, gentle and soft but can be strong and fierce like a waterfall.I was drawn to Love even though I feared Love. I ran from Love, but love was willing to wait for me. I asked Love for how long and Love said longer than forever and just after eternity for our bond was stronger than life because even in death Love would exist. Love would die a thousand times just to be reborn in my heart, so Love said.
I loved Love and Love loved me back.Love introduced me to Passion and took me to a place called Exstacy, but warned me never to go there without Love because the outcome wouldn't be good.I went deep inside of Love and made love a pure and untainted love, a love that would carry on until the end of all endings. I am glad I met Love, because to live without love is to not live at all. Love.....................
I embraced Love, I cherished Love. I asked love from where do you come from. Love said that I come from a sacred place deep within the depths of the heart. Love was like water, gentle and soft but can be strong and fierce like a waterfall.I was drawn to Love even though I feared Love. I ran from Love, but love was willing to wait for me. I asked Love for how long and Love said longer than forever and just after eternity for our bond was stronger than life because even in death Love would exist. Love would die a thousand times just to be reborn in my heart, so Love said.
I loved Love and Love loved me back.Love introduced me to Passion and took me to a place called Exstacy, but warned me never to go there without Love because the outcome wouldn't be good.I went deep inside of Love and made love a pure and untainted love, a love that would carry on until the end of all endings. I am glad I met Love, because to live without love is to not live at all. Love.....................
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