This sleepless night seems darker than the last.
Feels like the sun stayed down much longer.
Sewn my own heart up poorly plenty of times.
Who said that which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger?
They probably never got lost in someone's eyes without managing a word to say.
They must've never actually been in Love then had it suddenly ripped away.
Call me sentimental when that bug starts biting.
It's kinda like being blindfolded in front a squadron awaiting the firing.
Sent a mental picture of you and I helplessly in Love conspiring.
If those Gods in charge of delving it out aren't too busy i could use a lil inspiring.
I dream of the future and what it will bring, i dream of Love neverending Summer to Winter all through Fall and Spring.
I dream that all lies are gone only leaving truth.
I dream that our time together is sweet, juicy and healthy as fresh picked fruit.
I dream of your eyes looking into mine as the moon and stars watch on in jealous amazement.
I dream of you dreaming of me dreaming of our future engagement.
I dream of us passing time wondering where the days went.
I dream that one day we'll see, you're my Wonder Woman and I'm your Clark Kent.

Obscure Venue

I’m tired of this senseless violence & gun shots from troubled tots lacking guidance from their moms & pops.
Oakland’s got pot shops across the street from cops who profile racially making unnecessary stops.
On radio & tele negativity's what stations prolifically profit from as our minds rapidly rot.
You really still believe it's not a wickedly planted seed germinated from some devilishly evil plot?
This manure’s so pure many quick to dive in it.
4 million homeless in America each year's an epidemic.
Trump's no Pres that motherfucker's just a gimmick.
Hate is guaranteed a win if he's elected, damage systemic.
Ever taxing are these times with few familiar faces or voices.
The garbage spewed is repulsive but ignoring's not 1 of our choices.
We consume the mental doom as if it's nourishing and sweet to the taste.
In reality the abnormality is laying these United States to waste.
Our children and elders seem to suffer the most.
The rich and greedy don't care a bit while off our lives lost they toast.
Red is a color that was symbolic with Love
In my global community it's less of that and more spilling of innocent blood.
I hope the fashion isn't to keep moving in this unsavory direction.
Some will never see their hates ugliness even if mirrored clearly in a reflection.
Ignoring the foundation of racism and what it breeds you'll unfortunately always stumble.
Once understood how this corruption feeds it’s much easier making it crumble.
I'm staying focused and humble in this jungle of wild beasties.
Feeling the pain of good people suffering is like enduring 10 thousands African bee stings.
I pray every day not to end up on hatreds menu.
Here we are consistently waning, complaining, cliffhanging & dangling in this obscure venue.

Troubling how large the bounty has become against our beautiful youth.
Hemmed up perfectly like a tailor does an expensive Italian 3 piece suit.
The bottom of those rubber soles on their black boots never seem to lighten the blows.
They only change color when drenched in blood from our juicy brown lips & distinctive African nose.
I'm just walking in my neighborhood with headphones on listening to some new Public Enemy.
Police have hopes of catching me slippin' drawing their various weapons like there's 10 of me.
They ride by slowly
un-holstering guns & jacking off their night sticks.
Bobbies stop me for suspicion of having drugs on my person acting like a$$es stuffed with fat dick$!
Painfully a n a l as their invasive questions fall upon deaf ears.
I snicker at them a little when one asked "where are you going" only igniting frightening jeers.
I hear more sirens in the distance, but creeping ever closer.
I say "nowhere in particular officers" wishing I was holding a 4 leaf clover.
No such luck as now I'm being racially profiled.
I can't seem to understand why in my late 40's I'm getting treated like a wild a$$ juvenile.
One rifling through my pants pockets while the other sucker punches me in the gut.
I fall down for a second but quickly stand my black a$$ back up.
That's all they needed, this is resisting arrest!
A night stick to the back of my leg and a quick knee to my head felling me forward on my chest.
This aint nothing new in America being black, uh-uh not for me.
If this was just 40 years ago they'd not hesitate stringing me up on the nearest tree.
There is no peace when one side continually sees evil people burning crosses.
There isn't equality when the other side has no moral compass rarely suffering any losses.
Thus savagery is in abundance and the cops yet again get away clean with the murdering.
If this aint some $hit, Simi-Valley all over again 22 years after Rodney but in muthafu(kin' Ferguson!

Excellent sir!

Thank you sir

Dusky light is trickling through tall pine trees.
A Blessed night this paired with a divinely warm autumn breeze.
I like fine red wine and conversation comically intriguing.
As a child I exiled hatred from my heart swapping it with true believing.
It's been relieving achieving feelings for others so culpably receiving.
Now know what I didn't before Love left me clueless, seeking it's true meaning.
Exuberant as human life's first & eventual very last breathe.
Once realizing the next phase depends upon past steps you've taken before your death.
Want to know you like your bedroom pillow, better yet your sexy silhouette.
Her lips reminiscent of cherry flesh, eyes moonlight glistening, unreal like a sure bet.
Aghast at how fast she entangled this heart imprisoned beneath intense chilling tides.
Alas our troubled past we can't forget nor should we allow it to stop this thrilling ride.
We're kinetically connected like a Frisbee is with air.
Toss me up and I'll ride your gowns train absolutely anywhere.
Tried despair despite warnings against such a habit forming drug.
Lied to those I love foolishly sweeping the guiltiness felt up under the rug.
Rest my head on your shoulder.
Tears come easy when you're wronged.
We made a pact by Promise stream together we'��d grow older.
We'd never be apart very long, oh we'd never be apart for too long.
I've been wintered in by my loneliest moments, so shrouded in still frigid air.
Time doesn't look at a clock I'm sure, rarely has any of itself to share.
Hurrying nowhere with hopes something wondrous awaits in anticipation of my arrival.
I'��m focusing on intricate details essential to this hearts emotionally unstable survival.
Most reviled, ask anyone adult or child about the pain felt after rejection.
I know somewhere someone will fit just perfectly with my varied imperfections.

Doing really well kc, Blessings and thank you my BROTHA!

Happy Father's Day to the bread maker & baker.
The no mess taker and drama shaker.
The dude that tries keeping you from mistakes like a pencil depends upon an eraser.
The get in between sibling rivalry spacer.
That words of wisdom speaker, the 1st or second life lessons teacher.
That wild old dude at your game acting a fool in the upper bleachers.
The one who cleaned up your bed wetting and gave you away at your wedding.
That man who remembers every individual tear you shed from sadness and when it's your birthday he's never forgetting.
That comforting hug no one else possesses he wields without shame.
The one person you can mess up badly in front of and not get ridiculed no matter how lame.
The person who cut your cord and gave you your 1st, middle and last name.
Old faithful couldn't be more reliable than a REAL DAD in a crisis situation.
He'll be there in a pinch even if what you need him for doesn't exactly bring niceness or elation.
You see that's just what we're here to do.
Usher bad people and choices in a different direction far away from you.
If ever you find yourself on an unfamiliar or scary path recall rule #1 of dear old Dad.
Sit down and be quiet, listen & try not to speak.
Don't let a stranger inside your heart after only 1 week.
Take charge of your life and embrace 'Love' more than 'like'.
Remember he's always going to be your Dad but that doesn't mean he will always be right.
Oh yes we can make mistakes too and clouded judgement can occur.
But we did have a moment of perfection, clarity & bliss witnessing our children's birth!

Is that all it takes, a lot of courage and acquiescence?
He's trying to muster nerves for speaking, not just freezing fast in her presence.
One seduced by fear with all the other lonely hearts & Love game contestants.
Deducing it'��s the way we heartily nourish imaginations so they vibrantly flourish.
An exotic bird in hand also candidly poses imminent danger.
Conned various times by the beguiling bush, curious if ever again shall trust befit a beautiful stranger?
They fly in then out of your life quickly, donned in faux compassion.
Love chances again try not to hastily detonate but instead deal yours out in rations.
A lone ranger on a desolate passage, an unfamiliar shadow a��s her company.
We loan Love with an option to own heartache, bitterness and react to kindness grumpily.
Now jaded she has no problem grinding roguish or ever true hearts into dust.
If there's a lesson created, it's foolishness believing ones own clever savage lust.
You shouldn't contemplate pursuing bliss until knowing you are really ready to win.
Holding on tightly to the wind is easier than ever getting Fate or Destiny to willingly give in.
Don't wanna be a casualty in passionate catastrophe with Misery & Hate pointing laughing loudly at me.
Rather throw myself off a cliff of jagged rocks masking the pain of losing her in martyrdom tragically.
Loves passion is a gift a Blessing it's something that happens out of thin air magically.
Sadly many rush having a brush with trust ending quickly instead of evolving gradually.
Time is perspective, don't neglect this gift but instead respect and uplift.
Sly & deceptive won't get treats but tricksters, having you woefully settling for random ****.
It seems being beautiful & cold achieves the lions’ share of romance without even trying.
The rest of us get what'��s left after a lot of sadness, tears, lies & hypocritical vilifying.
I cuddle my pillow sometimes sighing not only in shame or sadness.
Some nights in heated debate within myself redefining this single life madness.

Feeling feverishly feral walking alone kicking a can.
A lady said her heart's unstable and misery's all about a man.
At 1st glance she thought mystery
like Agatha Christy with that tan.
He's got something she finds hot even in winter standing bare in front of a fan.
Abandoning all reasoning she steeps in his warmth.
Southern heat keeps better when tempered by a slight chill from up north.
I'm drifting away with the tantric waves caused by this lovers gaze.
Been misled by her intimate moonlighting like David Addison Jr. & Madelyn 'Maddie' Hayes.
I've never known true love somberly subjected into such false incidents of infatuation.
Suppose the joke's on me so classically trained at falling on my a$$ showing a lack of maturation.
He's a threat to the ducts that make her eyes wet.
She's silly & treats him bad, but damn if it doesn't feel really good.
Nobody's come close to making him sweat like this yet.
Actions speak louder than his silver tongued slang but they're often misunderstood.
I'm enjoying our time this blooming May with love on lease to own or maybe layaway.
Employing blue skied sunshine during the day indenturing starlight at dusk in it's astral display.
Preset my emotional debt so the alarm won't ring too loud when it goes off.
Remembering what not to forget can charm a snake in the grass into believing it's a flame drunken moth.

It disappears as though never there instigating Desires wrath.
Fearful I'll be sad, old & gray possibly never finding my passionate path.
Youth's filched away by not leaping at Love when I had the chance.
I'd talk about the past flings in my life but I'm much too shy to brag.

Hope is solace humbly engaged in teaching me great patience.
Everywhere I go lately it seems to rain.
Sometimes when I'm alone with my thoughts of you I get so anxious.
Most nights I'm leaving my pillows tear soaked & sadness stained.

I want to believe my dreams of bliss will someday come true.
If only time stood still long enough for someone I could meticulously woo.
Hearing echoes of spring weddings, seeing couples holding hands trading vows & I dos.
Loving one’s self is fine but not nearly fancy as 1 who unconditionally Loves you.

I see her incorrigible eyes in sunshine as well moonlit skies.
Her visage is merely a mirage although ‘round my heart I feel tightly binding ties.

NO, I shout to the lustful voices spewing obscenities in my head.
Resistance is sometimes illicit leading to garments indiscriminately being shed.

Her passion's bred from hungry wishes shed by lonesome thoughts seeking sustenance.
My dreams have no merit as I search for a jagged rock wall to slam my head against.

Full on genocidal reprisals epitomizing feelings of somehow feeling entitled.
Unbridled and like the Bible to a child sometimes terrifyingly wild.

Think of her when all else is a blur without even ever trying.
Without her touch I feel less alive & much more like I’m closer to dying.

Probably should just give in to my destiny and its’ dogged desire.

Who has the will to toil against such a sagacious opponent?

Confidence wavering held as an accomplice to Passions priors.

Caught red-handed by lustful sensuality but ignorantly won’t own it.

Abrupt caprices erupt that someday someone will always fancy my touch.

I want this more than winter rains need dark clouds.

We cling to fantasies abandoning our deepest beliefs & trust.

Tawdry public parades partaking affection in the center of huge crowds.

Rest my weary soul & wipe away these tiresome trifling tears.

You make it so damn difficult wanting to being alone.

I've been Blessed lately with fewer woes than experienced in past years.

I'm confused at a crossroads by these outer limits in the twilight zone.

Establish chemistry with misery intimately longer than I care to recall.

It's a date with twisted fate in hopes of an affectionate return.

Key in her hand, this gentleman waits hopefully without any stall.

Flame met gasoline; witness as together how hastily they burn.

I ask Love as it transcends into ash, "why must you forage on the heart’s desire"?

"How it is much colder in the end, where once burned compassions raging fire"?

Verbal rejoinder I need not, actions speak to me so much louder.

If another chance reveals itself I most assuredly won’t falter that endeavor.

I’ll ensure she knows that of her life accomplishments no one could be prouder.

I'll be attentive to emotional needs, passionately holding her at least 3 days past forever.

I've failed slowing down my heartbeat around you;alas it has but 1 speed.
Give more than getting is a fast & fine recipe for not receiving what you need.
Leave vowing to never come back overwhelmingly tips the scales against your favor.
Pure passion lost after swearing forever with heart crossed is a pitiful waste of Loves labor.
It'll swiftly pull the rug right out from under your happy feet.
Test willingness & desire to sacrifice for that which so many voraciously compete.
Labeled 'damaged goods' only means someone else didn't know what to do with your internal youth.
Fabled fantasies hold me hostage on a plate full of lies with a side order of truth.
Confuse & amuse with my colorful ways like a peacock in a p-coat surfing some killer waves.
Enchanting visage symbolic of the accursed Medusa,I’m helplessly trapped by her petrifying gaze.
She's a Blessing like breath & life the gift of touch and sight.
Most would certainly crumble if humbled to not recognize daylight from the dark of night.
I sorted through many of my feral thoughts in times of less gravity.
In the past I've stepped around happiness avoiding it in fear of tragedy.
Be careful not to scare your chance for true Love away!!!
Once it's gone guarantees of another siting are seldom if ever again on display.
Today will never be yesterday but tomorrow could be the best day ever.
Fools are blinded by the bling-bling moments not acknowledging honesty as the real treasure.
Love works soooo hard,it seems unjust & unfairly fate.
It toils ten thousand times as hard on the battlefield against its #1 nemesis, hate.
A never ending glow the passion burns whilst aggression lay dwindling like kindling.
Embers left blow away in the wind hoping that actions portrayed will be worthy of remembering.

Sacrifice self, selling secrets seeking solutions that settle your situational sorrow.
Out of standard practice instead of slandering her emotionally Zen philosophy is how I follow.
It’s an attack on my lack of aggressively sustaining optimism with this cynically channeled chaos.
Chasing courage, heart and intelligence needed to proceed in quest of the almighty powerful Oz.
Respect honeys flaws in fact give applause the laws broken when she shares her potent words spoken.
I’ve been hoping we could spontaneously plan to get out of here a.s.a.p. baby on the 1st thing smoking.
Hopes are organic ways of sunning up cloudy days when the natural gleam isn't quite doing enough.
Folks part ways as they get confused with the subtle differences between lust, trust, making Love or a fu<k.
I drink a cup o’ humility every morn after a humbling plate of I don't know how I'll get through this day.
Joyously give thanks then pray for family & friends wondering if heard are these words I silently say.
Not questioning my faith as always it’s resilient and glistens remaining fully intact.
I just query whether or not some of those I Love spiritually have really got my back.
When life seems so perilously despairing it only seems natural for some to just give up and stop caring.
A soul lifting journey many experience but they seemingly forget all about the reimbursed Blessings from sharing.
I beg of you to think thrice before throwing in the towel an accepting defeat.
That which tastes bitter in early growth often results in Blessings savory & sweet.
Laboring for happiness so long yet insistently looking in all the wrong regrettable places.
I'm imperiling my hearts hectic beat persistently meeting faulty femmes with unforgettable faces.
Too often lonely & even when I’m with a lady sometimes I get neglected.
I like being liked but Love being liked & muthafu<kin’ respected.
Get enticed during full moonlit nights into seductive behavior rashly leaving my heart unprotected.
If I could see the pain coming before feeling its dagger then I’d most assuredly better protect it.
Love’s so blind though and can’t be easily detected, removed or psychologically dissected.
Once bitten you’re lost and like millions of good people hopelessly & indefinitely infected.
Many try breaking the ties but its best to just be wise hold on & graciously accept it.
Open your eyes to forgiveness & compromise as well what time brings with a fresh perspective.
Let the sacrifice only be made if the end results something passionately positive not potentially pathetic.

Thank you bastet126

Soooo,,,,

“Happy Birthday to Me Happy Birthday to Me
Happy Birthday Dear Meeee Happy Birthday to Me”!!!

I was born at 5:51 p.m. September 27 1967 in Berkeley California.
Only the facts and oh yeah been in Oakland most of my life, just thought I’d warn ya.
I get it goin brah; you really should’ve seen me back in the day.
These mac & cheese emcees run up on me now with that boo-boo soufflé!
They start off so eager in cypher thinking ‘he’s so old and can’t possibly begin to relate”.
Then I rhythmically hit you with scriptures of life toils & victorious oratorical debates.
I’m blowing brains out while you regurgitate rhetoric talking loud but ultimately saying nothing.

BOOO hahahaha made you jump and I was only bluffing

To reach 45 is a serious triumph for me.
At 14 I couldn't see myself living past 23.
Signs of getting older I've begrudgingly started to shoulder.
Although wiser thought process has me considerably shrewder, frigidly colder.
Like the time I told her the sex was scary, limiting & boring.
What a bastard I am at times absolutely worthy of completely ignoring.
I too boasted as boys do about their most intimate conquest.
Now I’m all man, for me hushhhhh is the absolute pinnacle of safe sex
Reasonable yes, but preferably I'll keep you long as possible in the guess.
So cerebral indeed you'll be hard pressed to not seek legal counsel for this poetic undress.
We were Pharaohs garnering exaltation now we need bone marrow donors for incessant exhalation.
How eloquence evolved with diluted & at times just purely bogus venomous information.
Make sure to think before saying a word & putting my stamp on it in quotations.
Seen plantations where my elders suffered with broken backs but spirits remain intact.
I’ve shared fresh fruit & telekinetic thoughts with acrobats during high wire acts.
Just for kicks jumped out of perfectly working airplanes for no apparent reason at all.
That 1st thousand feet free falling makes you feel magical but also really fu#kin’ small.
Still too close to call hmm, not sure how much healthy time I might have left.
Since the future’s still a lil groggy I live life right like that knock on my door is death.

Thank you soufiehere

Thank you wolfchic

Thank you very much TxsGal3333

Thank you eileena9 for saying that although it's a stretch!!!

HAPPY 45th BIRTHDAY TO ME