INSERT FROM (SHADES OF GREY)

SHE WILL NEVER WANT YOU

THE WAY YOU WANT HER TO

AND YOU WILL BE BROKEN

ONCE

AGAIN

BE

CAUSE

SHE

IS

TAINTED

TAINTED BY THE PAST

AND EVEN LOVE DONT LAST

FOOL OF ME!

 

 

AND NOW…

I WAIT

AND WAIT

I WAIT PATIENTLY

FOR YOUR SHADES OF GREY

 

RANDOM THOUGHTS, IDEAS AND A FEW BLOGS I FOLLOW…

I ask myself the question, am I a blogger or a writer? The answer is simple, I am a diehard writer, It’s in my blood to write. I know without doubt that the universe has writing on my to do list. The dilemma is I don’t have time with school, work, my book “Lost Girls” I am typing up and down time, it gets real hard to post every day. I follow many, but never have time to read them all. There are so many blogs I like and I feel god awful bad when I can’t read all of the content in the blogs I follow. I apologize in advance but on my down time just know I am engulfed in this world of blogging. There are so many great stories and poems till I am overwhelmed with emotion from the realness of it all.  

I’m not real sure which one of these women I follow gave me the bright idea to post date my writings, but I like them both, http://yomicfit.wordpress.com/, http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/ . Under the publish button where it says publish immediately, you have the option to change the date to whenever you would like it to publish. I think that is awsome and it keeps your blog alive, I have post dated until October 9th, what a brilliant tool.  Another one of my favorite faithful bloggers  http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/ who has a very strange but interesting character I follow named Wall Grimm,  pointed out there are some really good poems lost in the archives.

Here are a few small tips to keep your blog or writings alive, incorporate pieces from the lost files and keep the people who follow happy.

You can turn pieces of your poetry into haikus’s and also sometimes I want to get right to the meat and potatoes of a story or poem line.  I have incorporated inserts with some good parts of my epigrams or poetry so the reader can get a feel for the poem line. They can always go back and find it if they like the insert, although the insert alone will stand alone and turns into something a little differnt than the actual poem. That is always a good thing, to take a piece of something and turn it into something completley different.

 I love to write and I get so excited to share with you all but I need to give the reader time to absorb the words. As a reader it gets hard to read it all , especially when there are so many post in a day. I may sit at my computer once a week and read the blogs I follow, in a week there are already numerous post.  I am unable to catch up on them all, I’m sure I am not alone in feeling this way. What you all write is important to me so please keep the reader in mind. I think I might start posting every three days after these post I have post dated.

So I ask myself, who am I writing or blogging for, me or the followers? Well, a little of both, but I would like for the readers to absorb my post before I post again. I am learning that is how all my good writings got lost, in all my numerous post,,,,I am going to slow down before I get a ticket (: 

Oh, and if you get a chance check out http://stuffisaid.wordpress.com/ very poetic and abstract writing with meaning, real life social issues and sublims (:

DANGER (POETRY INSERT)

His eyes weighed heavy on me like 500 hundred pound dumb bells

Hoping he couldn’t read into all my body language and what it could tell

Cause I was moved by his smooth

But was playing it cool

And was trying to keep to this first time rule

I really needed him to move from my side ways view

I was afraid he could see

The fear that lied in me

And smell the lust that rivaled in my mind

And made musical notes in a pattern down my spin

And he was poetry to my soul

From the top of my head to my pinky toe

I swear I felt him land

Dangling like candy above the palm of my hand

Because when I looked at him I saw nothing but man

And boy was I trying hard not to look

LOST GIRLS (INSERT FROM EPIGRAM)

http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/lost-girls-poetry#play

I kept getting these visions over and over again

She’s probably high, real hard to defend

It was during my worst days that I prayed

I was walking through life’s crazy maze

and in an alley way there my friend laid

This was bad news

I was lost and completely confused

And was living in a world of self-centered fools!

I’ve been asking God to send me a sign

Leave this place, right now’s the time

This is where I’m at

This moment is mine

Should I stay?

Or should I go?

Please someone help me ‘cause I don’t know!

All I know is where I’ve been, near death experiences and 100% sin

I’ll never forget how I let this disease win

When I think of the fire I’ve survived

I often wonder why I’m still alive

God has this major plan and I’m so excited cause I haven’t ran

My friend got killed by some crazy man

But I believe she was part of Gods perfect plan

Some have to die for others to live

And for that reason I promise to give all of me to recovery

I have one chance to make this right

And for that reason I promise to always walk in Gods eye sight

Wanna walk in my shoes?

I don’t think so

These are places no one should ever go

 

 

CONNECTED (KINDA EROTIC POETRY)

I AM CONNECTED TO YOU

SUBJECTED TO YOU

PROTECTED BY  YOU

I’M REFLECTING ON YOU

BLOOD LINKED TO YOU

CAPTIVE TO YOU

INFATUATED BY  YOU

SATURATED BY YOU

MELTED INTO YOU

CONFUSED BY YOU

BAHOOVED BY YOU

A PLATOON FOR YOU

A DARK MOON FOR YOU

I GROOM FOR YOU

AT HIGH NOON ME AND YOU

TRUE TO YOU

BLUE WHEN I’M NOT WITH YOU

MY BODY ACHES FOR YOU

MY NIBBLES PERTRUDE FOR YOU

I BACK THIS THING UP FOR YOU

SWRIL ON THAT THANG FOR YOU

TASTE EVERY INCH OF YOU

OPEN WIDE FOR YOU

DEFY THAT OCEANS TIDE FOR YOU

CRY FOR YOU

GET NAKED FOR YOU

MOAN REAL NASTY FOR YOU

TEARS DROPPING ON YOUR CHEST

WHILE I’M RIDING YOU

PENETRATE ME SO I CAN SCREAM FOR YOU

PLEASURE MYSELF WHILE I DO YOU

CAN’T SAY GOODBYE TO YOU

MY SOUL BLEEDS FOR YOU

MY BODY HAS A NEED FOR YOU

WANNA PLANT A SEED FOR YOU

GIVE ME A BABY SO IT CAN BE

ME

OUR CHILD

AND YOU

I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU

DANCE FOR YOU

STARE IN YOUR EYES

LOOKING INTO YOU

THINKING OF YOU

ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT YOU

MEDITATEING ON YOU

I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU

FOREVER CONNECTED TO YOU

Mountain

Get

Out

Of

My

Way

My praise feels things

No man can ever see

I worship with him

Just God and me

You can’t see that mountain I moved

I moved it through grooves

Tombs

And empty rooms

Yup just me and God (:

And you weren’t there

When the signs said beware

And I entered anyway

God moved demons out of my way

Preparing me for another day

And the sun always shinned on my weary soul

While I picked away at this human hole

See you weren’t there

When he gently held me

And rocked me into submission

Cause I was fixin’ to die

And the years flew by

And tears flowed from my troubled eyes

And I lost a part of me every time I tried

But I moved that mountain!

But you were not their

It took a lot of trust

But in my heart I knew

That if I gave it to you

Only then could I be made new

See they were not there

When I walked in the valley of the shadows of death

Tempting all evil

See, I believed them when they said

I’ll never leave you

But they weren’t there

See my worship is real

The devil is mad that I sealed the deal

And I am sold out (: !!

See you weren’t there

When I begged god to take it

Cause I couldn’t shake it

And I was sure that if I lived to see another day

That I wouldn’t make it

See you were not there

I moved that mountain

But you weren’t their

When my life was plagued by fear

And I pushed every one away who tried to care

See you weren’t there

See I had a leak in my soul

And I needed to show this mountain

That

It

Did

Not

Move

Me

See I moved that mountain

But you were not their

 

 

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