New journey to live for...

Open, hoping, timing, grinding, tempted, segmented...
A poets course...
A poets thoughts...
All this may leave you breathless.
Being censored if I did you'll never get this...I write for me to set my mind free. I entertain those of your so you can get through what your going through. I am Po3try inside and out...Journey with me.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Not what your used to

You want me to act like what your used to.
Someone with a slick mouth & a loose goose.
No I can't be that of what you want.
I'm me, not she, or what the world expects me to be.
See you want the baddest chick, mixed with your typical project mix.
I've come a long way & had my past not gone the way God planned many years ago, who would know what you'd get.
But my up bringing is not your typical choir singing, long skirt wearing type of style.
I may seem different to a few; who assume they know me.
See I've seen where the rough road takes you.
I've also seen what it feels like for someone to break you. All through the eyes of being a child.
Always been a child of God, even though I forgot about him for a while.
You want what your used to cause you can't escape yourself & your own insecurities.
But this woman is more than what you may see on the outside.
Growing up as one of many talents I'm one who lacks no pride.
Triumphs, mindful, humble, with every stride...

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Bertha


She doesn't speak she just creeps.
Attentive at what she wants whether its fried chicken or your typical ice cream taught.
We all have one of her inside of us.
She's our inner fat girl, kinda like the candy craving child in us.
She's our Bertha, the sugar rush Queen and our friend the food tempter.
No she doesn't fuss when she can't get what she'd like: mash potatoes, candied yams, Mikes & Ikes.
She finds another outlet be it cake, cadbury chocolate, or that pic of strawberry ice cream.
We always find ways to spoil her when the time is right.
Be it on a day off or your typical friday night.
We forget about the consequences that her cravings cause us, til our zipper is about to bust.
So what triggers a "Bertha appearance"?
It's when your guard is down, & your frown is turned upside down & your tummy makes that grumbling sound.
A wonderful scent of fried chicken, beef with broccoli, or just the sight of fudge brownies & smothered cheese cake.
Either of these will send her running.
If she doesn't don't worry she'll appear.
On a day your having that bland salad & the scent of cheddar biscuits is in the air.
But don't worry its all up to you to keep her under control.
Until she smells that Dominoes Pasta Bowl...♥

Monday, May 16, 2011

I've Had the Truth

They say "the truth hurts". They also say the "truth shall set you free".
But what they really mean is except it or else.
See I've had the truth, it came with nice things, smiles, laughter, & lust.
The definition of being truthful according to dictionary dot com is "corresponding with reality".
My reality was one big truth but at times I couldn't adhere to the reality, because all of THIS minus all of THAT should have been more.
Life wasn't equaling up to what could have been, it was what it was.
See I've had the truth in a great friend and thoughts of what could have been...
This isn't your regular sappy poem with a happy ending.
Its a release of anger and ones heart mending.
The freedom that I came away with from the truth was nothing...
Time pressed with time, I believed that a better truth would someday come.
But all I got was the truth plus 1.
Tears never felt so cold on nights so warm.
I've had the truth and it hurt more than a lie.
The truth set me free from loving what I thought was a great guy.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Not Giving Up


Not giving up on love, cause I know someone is out there for me.
Not giving up on love, no matter how hard the game can be.
Not giving up on love, cause the future is much brighter than the present.
Not giving up on love, cause love is riches & I refuse to be a peasant.
Not giving up on love, for love has yet to give up on me.
Not giving up on love, I'm just taking a back seat.
For in due time happy endings, heart rate climbing, sentence finishing, & unexpected ups & downs. Shall all be mine.
Yes I'm not gone give up on something that's the reason I'm here.
Just gon hit the cruise control button cause I know love will soon be near.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Not a care in the world


There was a time in life that I believed everything was alright.
Being a child running to & fro without a care in the world.
Days went by and nights were just a time when crystals glistened in the sky.
Not a care in the world just me, myself, & I.
Things like coloring books, & lollipops put a smile on my face.
A wondrous world with me, & my barrettes in my happy place.
Where the only thing that made me cry was if I got a booboo or got something caught in my eye.
When I was constantly told that everything is gonna be alright. But those were old times & now life is but a new.
We sometimes wish for those days instead of those that turn blue.
Responsibilities and bills take the place of balloons & cartoons.
Love gained, and loved lost is what we all go through.
Some of us still have it easy at times, not many just a few don't have to work for a dime.
Looking back on my childhood wishing I could go back would sure be fine.
Not a care in the world, just a carefree little girl.
Now we have worries, anger, rage, and regret.
A few of life's melodies playing on a record we can't forget.
So what do we do to fill in those places that make us smile?
We let life take it course, love without any remorse, and pray that happiness is at the next mile...

The Growing Process...Walk with me

It's really sad when life throws you curve balls & there are situations you can't control.
When things are said & problems can't be solved because of ones feelings.
Losing friends are the outcome & losing sleep is a part of it.
Trust is a thing we as humans know much about & a few of us know how to hold it dearly.
As I sit back & think of all that goes on in my life.
I sigh at the thought of those that didn't make it this far with me because of trust.
Being truthful hurts, & so does being untrue.
When your at that cross road; to make issues better you either go with the truth or say nothing to keep the peace.
But what happens when the peace has already been tainted?
And ones hopes, & desires have been crushed, all cause one person didn't wanna open pandora's box?
As I write my whoa's & my thrifts.
I cry deep down inside for there are times I wish I had the power to turn, or fast forward time.
But I realize all this was in the plans of a greater good.
A powerful being that looks out for MY trust & MY well being.
Knowing that there will come a time down the road where seeing, believing, & healing is a thing of the past.
And knowing that some things in life weren't meant to last. . .

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Challenges


Challenges of life lye in our own thoughts.
Things don't often go the way we expect.
But very few of us give up.
Life is a struggle and we must all persevere.
No one moment is made by mistake.
A road paved out for us though we are unable to visualize it we walk it everyday.
Some of us etch on some go a stray.
But through it all not many lose there way.
This teaches us that we all must keep the faith no matter what the days may hold.
Cause our destiny is already foretold. . .