I would wave goodbye with a thousand hands

Bypass beneath from a treasured land

Watching time

Lost

On seconds hand

Reasons are many

Words are none

The truth is heavy

They lie like dung

I would wave goodbye with a thousand hands

Just searching for one

But the truth has none

I would wave goodbye

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I am riding the embers of these aches

I am LaBella

And I will die alone

A wrinkled

Old slut

I am riding the embers of these aches

PURPOSE {RANDOM THOUGHT} POETRY

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Purpose of life is to create yourself anew

In the next grandest version

Of the greatest vision

Ever

You held about who you are

It

 Is

 To

Announce and become

Express and fulfill

Experience and know

Your true self

This requires nothing of the other people in your life

Or

Any other person in particular

That is why you can love others without

Requiring anything of them

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I am wondering in this valley

With a shadow

Called death

Desperately trying every trick

To inhale my last breath

As the shadow kneels

It does everything in its power

To make me feel

What is not real

Peel me of my iniquities

My infidelities

This shadow plays mind games with me

It’s crazy in here!

And i can hear the sounds

That tries to keep me bound

To thine own self be true

I’m running from my shadow

Like that scary clown from school

I am screaming out for help

I am doomed to the top shelf

Like a broken piece of china

Labeled

Afflicted!

Addicted!

It’s the wicked things I tell myself

Whew!

It’s crazy in here!

And that thing

That silly thing

That god awful thing

Called fear

Keeps echoing between my ears

And all I can hear

Is

It’s crazy in here!

Here

Here

Here

Echoing

It’s crazy in here!

Here

Here

Here

Even robots cry

To dance through a metals wave

To bend iron cast down

Built ships through this junk filled maze

Awaiting rust

Standing still from yester years decay

Rainbows have rain

Rain has dirt

But robots have people 

Who feel nothing

Even when they hurt

 

Even robots cry 

AND WE FORMED LOVE

HEAVEN

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https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2012/09/20/i-moved-that-mountain-poetry/

You can’t see that mountain I moved

I moved it through grooves

Tombs

And empty rooms

Yup just me and God (:

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

I have to be honest I was halfway shook

As I peered deeper and deeper into this novel

He was a 400 page book

I was pretending not to read

And trying hard to breath

As he moved closer to me

At a manly speed

This was the third time we had met

At this very place

And each time he took in

Every inch of my face

Starting at my eyes

And ending at my waist

My emotions failed me

And his eyes derailed me

He sat beside me

Anxiety over rides me

I thought

This isn’t fair I just wanted to sit here

His scent scaled my nose

And every emotion in me rose

BECAUSE HE SMELLED SO GOOD!

I’d kiss him if I could

But he was a stranger

I smelled DANGER

I had to tame her

That thing in me that said many things

That only pain would bring

I moved fast

Trying to erase my past

And I had to let go of the belief

That even love don’t last

I am not a victim

And won’t hold myself hostage to my past

He was dark like chocolate

Just how I liked it

So I relaxed my wall

And he turned and looked at me

He towered over me, this man was tall

And it took deliberate effort for me to get up and leave

Can I have your number?

He even said please

This is the 3rd time I’ve seen you

Can we make it four

You intrigue me, he said

And I’d like to know more

I would come back to this place

Because he had planted a seed

But all I could do was get up and leave

I WILL MEET HIM AGAIN

AT THAT SAME COFFEE SPOT

AND THIS TIME….

WELL YOU HAVE TO FOLLOW

FOR THE NEXT UPDATE

MY MYSTERY MAN 

TRUE STORY

Grandmamma used to say “little girl stay on these steps”

With an attitude!

Giving me that look to let me know

She was not in the mood

And there is where I always wanted to be

And I didn’t care

Now I want to be anywhere but here

To make this picture anything but clear

So I can be anything but weird

So tired of all these f##ckin’ tears

Wake me from this fantasy I’m in

I want to write a new story

I want him completely washed from my skin

Give me a paper and pin

Leave me

With over a dozen pins

Cause Im’a write and type till I make this right

I’m looking pass it all

I clearly see my midnight

And he will be all mines

Cause I’ll rhyme and mime

To erase this pain if only for a brief time

With every man I invite in

I feel him being washed from my skin

And the invitation is not to my womb

But to that dark place that had become a tomb

Of sorrow and blank tomorrows

Grandmamma used to say “stay on these steps”

But there is where I always wanted to be

Tired of crying wolf just so he could notice me

So tired of this bitter taste

Kissing another man

Truly wishing it was his face

I want him off my skin

So another man can embrace me

And be emotionally free to say yes

When he asks

If he can he taste me

Get!

Off!

Of!

Me!