Get Lost In My Poems

Before you read this poem, read all of my other poems first so this poem will make sense for you. I wrote this for my followers and I appericate all of you for following me. For those of you reading this and not following me, if you choose to follow me I always follow back.  I am a big fan of my poems, but in all honesty I take more pleasure in reading other peoples blogs to learn from other people. My mind is like a time traveling machine and this poem is like a time traveling machine and I wrote poems on different subjects such  as, love, depression, ancient times, healing, sin, weakness, love, lust,sexual. I have yet to reach my potential and I am still learning. I even wrote a poem/story Don’t Tell A Soul(Chapter 1)Don’t Tell A Soul(Part 2)Don’t Tell A Soul Part 3 and a poetry battle

Me vs Her (This is a poetry battle) Me vs Her (Poem battle part 2) I try new ways to be creative. But as I said I love my poem, but I love reading other people’s blogs more to learn from other people. Life isn’t always about me so I take interest on what’s on other people mind and I love giving feedback on other people blogs. Anyway I dedicate this to my followers and God bless you all.

 

I would like to invite all of you
Come with me let’s cuddle
and curl under the covers
I don’t bite don’t be shy
Come closer and let’s read together.
Let’s travel at this time
through my peculiar mind.(Remedy For The Broken Heart)

When you see what’s inside
imagine yourself being heart broken
and view the remedy as a token
of me being nice .
Yes I am a nice guy( Tired of being the nice guy)

that tries
to please people, but sometimes
I do get exhausted at times.
Then sometimes
I think the world doesn’t care.(The World Doesn’t Care)

The world is not fair
So together let’s be prepared.

( I’m prepared) like we are playing truth or dare.
If you pick dare
you drinking alcohol, you will be  tipsy
Don’t make that face at me
I won’t turn you to a alcoholic.

( Am I a Alcoholic )because that comes with consequences
to the point you can’t control your mind
because of the demons
and angels on both sides.

(Tired Of Being Possessed)  Heaven and hell been here
before ancient times

(The War Veteran Of Ancient Times) with cemeteries of War Veterans
that became victim of deaths.
Deaths is sometimes the next step
from jealously.
And you must know  (Jealously is more common than loyalty)
Loyalty runs deep with me.
So  (I’m Down For You Regardless)  and thanks for being so modest
for understanding the poems of mine
and you are my ( Colors of light and dark) and lets stay together until our souls
grow old. (Before I Grow Old )I will love you and you will  love me(The Demonstration Of Your Love) and I will not sing Barney
but we can (Make Love On The Beach)

Both (Love and Lust,) I will always respect your trust
Forget your EX and forget in your past
He’s in your rear view.

(Don’t Foucs On The Rear View)  Look what’s in from of you
I am here for you.
Life is a choice (Pro-life vs Pro-choice)  and let God be your voice
because I wanna be in your life
and we would  have to
pray for our sins (We Need Sin To Exist) for being a step behind (Black People Are A Step Behind) Oh shit it’s been 5 minutes
sorry we are out of time
But thank you for stopping by.
Tell the person next in line
I will pick them next (Pick Me Next) to come into my mind

Tired Of Being Possessed 

Lonely and misery 
so I think of sucide
This is what I’m feeling
I believe I should die.
I love  heaven
so I should surrender my life.
I fear hell
so my life
should not yet be scarficed.
Angel on my right shoulder
Demon on my left shoulder
Part time job as a pastor
to seek forgiveness in sinners.
Also a part time music composer
on certain days my heart is colder.
Demons torture me like a run away slave
without no type of warning.
I should at least get warnings
like the kids on beyond scare straight
My pain I choose to hide
like a gun in a safe.
So I pray to God today
to help me walk straight

Pick Me Next

For years I hope things would get better,
but now realize at 27 nothing last forever.
Now I feel like Japan in 1945 when the bombs dropped.
Destruction lies within the center of my heart.
For years I search for glory but tragedies seek me.
I play hide and seek with sin but the demons travel forcefully every time to seek me.
I’m trapped like a death row inmate with no light at the end of the tunnel.
I understand exactly how it felt to be Tookie but he still remained humble.
I stayed away from gangs as a youth, but church sermons didn’t subdue my struggles.
I been baptized with Holy water but the skin still remains dirty.
Even though I haven’t reach thirty and I know it’s too early,
I’m ready to not open my eyes tomorrow morning.
I always wonder what it feels like to be a man that’s blind.
To not see able to the sun set or rise.
To not see the rain or snow falling from the sky.
To not see tears from a babies eyes.
To not see the organ in between a woman’s thighs.
To not see the difference between black and white.
To not see the stars at night.
To not see fireworks on the 4th of July.
You can take my eye sight away and give someone else that’s blind.
I always wonder can a blind man have dreams in his sleep
since he don’t know what pictures he sees in his mind because images to him is nonexistent,
like Santa Clause on Christmas

Please give me a sign

I know my journey has been difficult,
but am I being too cynical?
Still haven’t received a miracle,
as I look up at the sky.
Questioning myself, are you still on my side?
Feel like a grown man in a child’s body.
How can you expect me to act grown with a child’s mentality?
I don’t want to rebuke you,
but look at all the stuff I go through.
Suppose to be my protector and guider.
I’m searching for an answer,
but my questions remain unanswered.
With your help, I will have no fear.
I stand below you right here,
begging with a face full of tears.
I just want to talk with you.
I just want to walk with you.
I’m soaking up pain like water in a sponge.
Unclog my suffering, I’m your toilet, your my plunge.
I’m screaming from the top of my lungs,
“Please give me a sign”

We Need Sin To Exist

From ancient times to modern times,
life been filled with violence  and crime.
Answers through prayer we hope to find
but sometimes we don’t understand why.
We accept Lord is almighty and divine.
The creator of all things God exist and we choose to  believe.
We believe what the naked eye can’t see.
The power to giveth and taketh away
balances the families of mines, yours, and others around the way.
The war between Good vs Evil.
God vs  The Devil
Demons vs the angels
Lucifer was once an archangel,
and he was cast out of heaven for trying to take over God’s throne.
Lake of fire was created  and that’s  where he belongs.
Misery loves company so he’ll bring some souls along.
Earth was covered with darkness and formless until light was created.
But the essential  creation was on the day of the 6th.
Man and woman was created in God’s image
and they both were naked.
They were meant to enjoy life in the Garden of Eden.
Everything upon this time was all part of God’s creation including the serpent.
Serpent lead the woman to temptation to eat from the tree of knowledge that was forbidden.
Woman choose to listen to the Serpent and eat the apple and gave to the Man and he ate it.
Sooner or later God saw the Man and Woman and they were no longer naked.
The Man and Woman would of never knew they were naked if they were obedient.
For being disobedient ,the Man,Woman,  and  the serpent were punished.
So ever since then sin and evil became existent and we die because of it.
Do you ever imagine what would it be like if sin never existed?
Life would be completely different.
We were made to be fruitful and multiply.
Everyday somebody is born, everyday somebody dies.
This is a cycle to balance human population worldwide.
Without sin, the world is not balanced.
Earth would of been overpopulated.
God knew this and that’s  why God is perfect.
God makes no mistake he had a reason for why the tree of knowledge  was created.
He wanted humans have to right to free will which is a choice between obedience  and disobedience