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On You, with You and to You

The desire of one’s heart and the love that it possesses carries energy, wealth and a positivity that is stronger than anything you could imagine; some may even envy…

Vertically Drafted

The down pour of tears
can only bring me to the point of salvation
I never asked to be alone
But I also know we don’t always receive what we want
I’m on the borderline of the love tracks of forgotten sensibility

My thinking moment without appeal

I have learned and have come to appreciate

That something’s in life are just going to be

The way it was designed or desired to be

In spite of one’s interest or desire

If we don’t learn how to fight and place into action

The aspects of survival and justification

To  insure that one grand chance to make wonderful and successful things happen

She’s passing through

I am in a strange place that I happened to pass through this evening

I am now hanging on a limb checking out the sites taking in everything

That I can hear, see or feel

I am cautious about what I do and say

Because I don’t know who could be watching or who might attack me

If I do the wrong thing

In return for this familiar feeling of self-confidence

That has presented its self to me again

I am willing to give it back by my gift of song

You see, I only sing to myself in my own space

Where no one can hear or see me

I rang out with beautiful harmony and a pinch of uncertainty

I was content with my gift of song

Out of nowhere I am asked to sing more, proudly and attentively

Then more figures appeared, all was quite and all eyes where on me

What tha?  Where did this sudden gesture come from?

To make me number one, put me on the spot and tell me

That I have no choice but to continue

I wasn’t ready for anyone to place me out of the box so to speak

I was doing just fine on my own, doing my own lil’ thing

I just wanted to jump into my middle dresser drawer and never come out

I sniffed real hard, wipe my over-sized eyes filled with tears and stared at everyone whispering to myself, I am twisted with all of you

I moaned and then I said that I WOULD TRY…

I sang, and I sang, but I wasn’t feeling this

I blurted out I can’t get this, I don’t feel it

Oh’ how I wanted to give up and leave

Just then a gentle one approached me and guided me on how to sing what I feel

Just Let it flow and sing it as if you’re speaking it, he told me

First try bombed, second try bombed, third and forth try I got it!

All right! give me 55555

I turned around and I saw some figures from the audience

That seemed not to like the idea that I was in control and able to hold my own

I am sorry if I have offended anyone

I just came into myself at that moment and I just have to be me

I had to be me and off I go disappearing like a slow rain tapering off from a storm

Leaving with the illusion that I am beautiful, confident, talented and blessed

With the grand gift of song

I can rock the house when I wanna and strike up a few drums

That was a great moment in time

I am thankful for my moment

Small Reflections

I’m back into the light of things

I had fallen short for reasons of my own

I had allowed others to stir up my path in ways not of my own

Time has always slipped away from me

Sometimes we have to let things happen

In order to be able to identify and redirect our purposes

But I am back with reason and now I am pushing forward…

Peak Show

Peak Show

We all as women fell good when we can do something for ourselves every once in a while

I went to my favorite lingerie shop and purchased some new silk panties

The colors where in various colors and shapes

I had slimmed down some, so I wanted to treat myself

I wore a pair of my new panties to an event

And had to excuse myself to go to the powder room

The powder room was filled with a variety of beautiful women

And all of the stalls were occupied

It was all right though because I was feeling fresh and free

My turn came up next

I went in, did my thing, and stood up to pull up my panties

To my surprise my panties rolled right down my legs to the floor

I wanted to crank up on a ladder to the blue skies and open my head up

And scream “why me” (from the embarrassment!)

My first thought was to pull them up and run out of the bathroom

Like the strike of a hot match

But then I decided to generously pull up my panties

And have a seat on the toilet and take a moment

I wondered if anyone saw my peak show

Hopefully they all were to busy chatting to notice

I then tiptoed out of the stall

Freshened up and left the powder room

I noticed ladies standing around

But then I pretended that the same thing had happened to all of them

And as I left I started laughing so hard the gum I had in my mouth

Jumped right out of my mouth, what a moment!

Indifference

Indifference- Moments in our lives can sometimes be fragile so we should try to focus on the important things.

Desires do we really know the truth

The true desires of our hearts… do we always know what we are truly asking for and do we know what to ask for and know what to do with it after we receive it… Also do we cause our requests to be soured, destroyed, disfigured, cursed, blinded, doubled with a blessing or passed over because of our own insecurities, nastiness or ignorance due to envy?

The Burning Plain

Sometimes circumstances aren’t as clear as other things

Our lives doesn’t come with manuals on how we are suppose to act or thrive

Circumstances causes reality to sometimes to become obscured

We tear and pluck at the lining of the uniform status

Not taking in consideration the countless moments of pain and emptiness

Forsaking others or causing irreconcilable chaos for the pleasure of ones self

While the situations still lingers and festers among us

There is no replacement for the broken, detached or maimed orientation

Simon says for instance:

Forbidden love, really means just that

Emptiness with out love broadens self deterioration

Unanswered answers participates in distorted conclusions

Different societies dispositions brings forth hate and revenge

Innocent love brings forth desperate unity of merciful grace

Incurable death whispers envy of lost passion

Being alone warns the possibilities of new beginnings

Commitment may not always hold justifiable truth to the words

Feeling unworthy of ones self reflects abandonment

Sadness is lonely causing unhappiness, grief and sorrow

Reformation brings forth hope

Forgiveness is not whispered or forgotten

We reflect, justify, regroup and just move forward

I followed a crooked Line

I am still diligently trying to catch up
To what, I really don’t know
I have managed to make it to this point
Not even sure if I can finish the task given to me
While elements of self doubt restricts me
And profound victory impatiently calls me
While breezing through the separated unknown
Faint music seems to draw my inner bond to sound