Letter To My Favorite Person

Dear SweetOne,

Wow I don’t know what to say!
Leaving me speechless.
You thinking about me everyday just gave me confidence.
I’m ready to be exposed to your world
since you are my girl.
Unlike a ven diagram,
know one can compare
to what we share.
Together we will takes chances like we are playing double dare,
but I will keep you safe
like a pistol in a safe.
I can express my love to you in so many ways.
In my heart
you take up 3 quarters.
Your spirit is
fresh like water
without the piranhas.
Our spirits flow together
like a river
and our future destination
gets much clearer.
Clear like a glass
of water.
When your heart
cries heavy precipation,
I’m the pot that
receives your precipitation.
When your heart was
a roof that was leaking,
I save the water tears
and mix it with fire
so the water can start boiling.
I am making you herbal tea
and I want you to start drinking
to show you my love
is sweet like the scent
of peppermint
which deflects all men
that act like snakes and
the rodents
that are addicted to cheese
leaving you in toliet
constipated.
Stuck in pain
and it’s ashame
but I am here
to get rid of the shit
that’s been bothering you
and providing water to you
so you can eliminate constipation
and avoid dehydration.
It’s still raining so let me migrate
your heart
to somewhere warm and safe.
Surround your heart with an air mass
that’s marine tropical
and I am a trade wind
that will blow your mind
all year and all the time.
I want to make you mine.
Heart split in half with a line
that’s big as the equator.
I am here to bring both pieces
back to together
becuase I will lead you
to our heavenly father.
Combine the northen hemisphere
of your heart
and the southern hemipshere
of your heart
Do you see what I’m trying to
do with your heart?
I’m trying to combined
the broken pieces and fix it
to restore your world.

The Pleasure In My Dark Soul

Pay attention
From the heart and soul
I wrote this,
and this poem
by far is the deepest.
Relationship is a test.
A heartbreak is the lesson.
Body needs rest.
Mind has questions.
Heart split into pieces
and each piece
scattered like roaches
in the kitchen
when the lights come one.
Was you prepared for
this lesson on the day
you was born?
I say about 40% of you
reading this are probably
still heartbroken.
Pain we don’t choose
but yet how the fuck
do we accept it?
Ever wonder what was
go through Toni Braxton’s
mind when she wrote
“Breath Again” or
“Another Sad Song”
or Marry J Blige
when she wrote
“I’m going down”.
It’s all a trend.
When you get a chance
give these songs a listen.
What it feels like
to be heartbroken? Broken like egg shells
and going through withdrawals.
Trapped underwater
and it felt like forever.
I couldn’t hold my breath any longer.
Still drowning but occasionally resurface
to be pushed further
into heartache.
A responsibility evaded
will make a dream faded
like a college kid being
told “You ain’t Michael Jordan
so become a janitor”.
It’s like telling your great-grandmother
your too old for romance.
Criticism is constant
and people blame and say
you were being stupid
and get over it.
Those same people are
the biggest hypocrites
when they suffering life problems
because they will call you and
expect you to listen.
It’s a division
between your
mind and heart,
making you bewildered
like figuring out where to
start
when cleaning a messy room.
Pain is intense
like a woman wearing
too much perfume.
Bride and groom
is part of God’s Plan
am I right?
Why is something that is very precious
such a tough fight
like a baby is teething and you trying
to put the baby to sleep at night.
How much is a diamond worth?
What’s more precious,
jewelry or a child’s birth?
Cash corrupts loyalty
and expose greed and jealously.
Misery makes me overwhelmed.
All the shit I been through.
Stress sticking to my mind like glue.
I need relaxation
like a couple on a cruise.
Like soup,
I need something that heals
since stress is like a toxic person
right behind me on my heels.
Life is real and it kills
like cancer.
Stress moves around
like a dancer?
Am I in danger?
I feel like Simba
during the stampede.
My heart breaks
and for years it bleeds
like a girl on her period.
Stress rushes me like
adrenaline.
Ain’t nothing different.
Every day same shit
until death takes me home.
To me pain is historic
like a Maya Angelou poem.
In a world full of thieves
and loyalty made me naive
and oblivious to disloyalty.
Loyalty pushed to the side
like a chick
that’s only purpose to
satisfy’s a niggas dick.
Money and pussy
bullies loyalty
until it no longer has meaning.
An abuse kid with scar and bruises
from beatings
is a mental feeling
when your a slave to loyalty.
So broken
need more flowers
than fried chicken
and place them in the kitchen.
I’m my own hero to the rescue
and I need rest too.
Like A McDonald’s public restroom,
the heart is vacant
and I plan find a way
to keep it occupied.
Reminding myself that my heart scraed
and I should no longer be terrified.
But all I do is tell myself lies.
A heavy load like a man without
ejaculation.
For four weeks,
carrying boulders on my shoulders
for weeks.
Was told complaining was for the weak.
I believe I won’t last long like a man
not having sex in weeks.
Face is wet like pussy
and body is sick and infected
from eating raw meat.
Sleepy,but still writing
because this poem
was calling me.
Words and sentences blending
with a unique style of rhyming.
Lightbulb over my head.
A good feeling like getting some head,
Sparking a light,
so my poem can shine
which excites like a family
welcoming a new-born baby.
But yet, I am here
fighting off habits that are shady.
Gossip and laziness, I’m trying to
detach from my vocabulary.
This poem has mixed feelings
and restore like dental fillings.
Being broken will turn me loose
like a screw or a baby tooth.
“They say heartbreak is short distance
but it feels like long distance
Around the corner
but a week we converse
only a few minutes.
Decrease in the amount of time we spend.
I pretend that I have strength
until the length of me without you extends.
I can’t no longer be more than a friend.”
This is what I think to myself
wishing I was the one that broke your heart
instead of you breaking mine.
Sometimes the thing we humans
hate most is time.
It’s short and never stop
and we struggle to keep up.
So now reaction to my depression
lead me on the roof of a building
Is suicide the objective?
Good question
On a mission like America soldiers
seeking weapons of mass destruction.
I am insatiable for declining
to treasure the rainbow.
Life hard like erections
sometimes I wonder If
Death > > depression?
Phone becomes dry like a desert
and it get worst since you thirst.
Only hear notifications when an email arises,
just waiting for a call or text message
and yet receive nothing.
Do I feel abandoned?
I began to question
Lack of attention is the center
of my attention.
Heartbreak will make you different.
Instead of committing suicide,
I pretend I’m immortal.
I can be untouchable.
Every girl I talk to,
I smile in her face
but my mind says fuck you.
Turn into a player
and break hearts and crumble
them like potato chips.
I don’t give a shit.
Fuck human nature
because it’s too much pressure
wanting to be accepted and liked.
Be making you confused about your identity
like a transvestite.
Fuck a wife and worry about my life
is my motto.
Self-confidence will shoot through the roof
faster than I ever imagined.
I play my strengths to their weakness
like Eve in the Garden
manipulated by the serpent.
A serpent or demon
whatever you wanna call it,
I’m still a savage.
Poison disguised as medicine.
Prince charming
with a soul of a demon.
Fuck forgiveness,
revenge is the mission
through divine intoxication.
Logic or emotion.
Thinking of drinking love potion
while trying to stay focus.
Different choices
determines the outcome of a situation.
An immediate reaction
lead to decisions or using mindful
techniques to determine my destiny.
But still Feeling blue like the child
of Beyoncé.
I’m going “Halfway crazy”
Like Musiq.
Practicing baptism by affusion
Is similar feeling after I got my heartbroken.
I am now born again.

Please read Suicidal Thoughts/In Case Tomorrow Not Promised as well and that is another very deep poem that I may plan to read at an open mic.

1) How relatable is this poem to you?

2) What was your favorite line in this poem?

3) What was the darkest line in this poem?

4) By reading this poem, what was going through your mind?

5) One question that has nothing to do with this poem but summarize in a sentence on how are you different from other bloggers!

Also please listen to “Another Sad Song”, “Breathe Again” by Toni Braxton

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Listen to “I’m going down” by Mary J blige

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Listen to “Halfway Crazy” by Musiq.

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What, for you, is the difference between “like” and “love?”

Emotions,
So confusing
The way of expression
and communication
between men
and women.
I wonder if
I am just happy
or is when you’re not around
being lonely
is unbearing?
Do I get that warm,flutter feeling?
Or is it more than feelings?
Is my feelings tender
or are they much stronger?
Am I just comfortable
when you keep me
company,
or are you
another person
attached to my body
and I refuse to detach
you from me?
Feelings and liking somebody
comes and go.
Loving somebody grows
deep within your soul
and to stopping
Loving somebody is
trying so hard not
to commit suicide.
To stop liking somebody
is just an ordinary homicide.
But is it simple to
distinguish the two?
Have you ever been
caught in the middle?
Would you say this
situation is difficult?
In deep thought
like trying to solve complex
riddles
emotions playing games with
you
and hide and seek is its
favorite game.
The energy drains
you mentally and physically
searching
But the answer is no where
to be found.
Imagine playing hide and seek
at grand central park
and it’s only
half hour away
until after dark
before park closes.
Trying so hard to stay focus
searching for your soul mate
who is the answer to your riddle.
Now if this person loves you,
she hide but remain close distance
within you
making the hiding spot obvious,
or she escape the park from a different exit
on the other side
and the answer to the riddle
you’ll never find
Or she’ll wait 29 minutes
making you nervous
and appear out of no where
and ask you
“Where you scared?”
Now you wonder is this more than
you can bare?
Do you see how love scares?
because finding her solves the riddle
but your worn out
and now you question this riddle?
Is is worth solving something difficult
or is it better to just play tag
in the school yard and keep it simple?

Passion Vs Dedication(Which one is more important)

What’s more important in a relationship, Passion or Dedication?
What carries the relationship further, Passion or Dedication?
What’s more important as a college student as far as achieving good grades, the Passion or Dedication ?
What’s more important to have when it comes to a job, the dedication or passion?
Is passion nothing without dedication?
Is life boring if you have the dedication without the passion?
If you had to choose between the two as far as all areas in your life such as working, being married, participating in hobbies, extracurricular activities, raising your kids, which would you pick, Passion or Dedication?
What would life be like if you was the only person in the world with passion without dedication as far as living your life but everybody else had dedication without passion to do things in life?
What would the world be like if you was the only person in the world who had the dedication in all areas but no passion in life but everybody else was filled with passion but had no type of dedication whatsoever?
Based on the last 2 questions, if life was how I described based on those last 2 questions, how hard do you think it would be to exist with the rest of the world?

Passion is a feeling intense enthusiasm towards or compelling desire for someone or something

Dedication is a feeling of a very strong support for or loyalty to someone or something

Passion is important. Passion is associated with physical attraction and intense emotional arousal. Passion comes from the heart. Passion comes with romance, and romance makes the relationship or anything you participate in more energetic and activated.

Dedication as well is important. Dedication is associated with honesty, loyalty and scarfice. Dedication comes from your integrity and morals. Dedication comes with good karma(maybe not right away). Dedication will make you trustworthy in the eyes of other people. Dedication builds you character in a positive way

 

In this world, most of us would agree that you need passion and dedication and one can’t exist without the other. Passion and Dedication go hand in hand, but imagine you had to pick one just one, would you rather live in this world without no passion in your heart or no dedication in your character?

Passion Vs Dedication

 

Think about it

 

What Does The Number 7 Mean To Me?

The  number following 6
can be seen in the view of religion
such as the seven deadly sins

Or think worldwide and list
the seven continents.
North America, South America,
Asia, Australia, Europe
and Antarctica

or take it simple and count the days 
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, and Saturday

as I count how many days in a week
as I write and speak I think
of Isaac Newton and the 7 colors
of the rainbow.
Red orange yellow
blue green indigo
and last but not least violet

But I guess you prefer to talk religion
so sit back listen and pay attention.
God rested on the seventh day.
Vengeance will be 7 times over
for the death of Cain
Seven days of the feast of Passover

Seven pairs of every clean animals
into the ark when God instructed Noah

Mary Magdalene was possessed by seven demons.
Seven spirits of God, Seven Churches
in the book of Revelation.

Seven men in the old testament
starting with Moses, David, Samuel
Shenaiah, Elijah, Elisha, and Igdaliah.
7 * 7 =  age of virgin Mary when Jesus was born.

7 is a prime, 7 is odd.
When I think of 7
I think of God.

I Will Never Forget My 25th Birthday (Part 1)

I just want to let you know that  tomorrow at 6AM, I will be uploading a Christmas poem so make sure to check that out. On Monday December 3, I will upload the answers to the riddle I posted yesterday Who Can Solve This Riddle? and it’s an interesting riddle. For those you that watched Nickelodeon as kid, you might be able to solve my riddle.  I just want to thank all of my followers and God bless you all.  Before reading my story, I will advise for the ones that don’t know me to read Who Am I? to understand what type of person that  I am and I think that will help you make sense of this story. If you have any questions about the story below please comment below

 

 

I will never forget my 25th birthday. 2014 – 2015 I was going through depression. In October 2014, was the first time I got my feelings hurt and went through serve depression and it was over a girl I use to date. But I might as well start from the beginning and this is a long blog just to give you a warning.
Now in October 2014, that was the year that I had lost my great grandmother and also the year that I have lost the love of my love. Now I will admit, it was mostly my fault in which why things ended between us but I had good reasons into which why I broke up with her. 1) because I didn’t want to get her pregnant and 2) I felt like like she wasn’t really into to me like she said she was. So anyway to continue, we broke up but remained friends. While we remained friends, I still had strong feelings for and deep down wanted to be with her but still was satisfied with being friends with her. Throughout the friendship from December 2014 until July 2015, I received nothing but mixed signals from this girl. At first I feel like she wanted to be with me, but then on other days I felt like she wanted nothing to do with me. I am going to talk about all the bullshit I went through for 7 months.
In December 2014 me and my ex was texting. Now my dad told me that he was going away for 3 weeks. So I told my ex, I am happy because I will have the house to myself for 3 weeks. Her exact words were “Nice and you better invite me over to your house”.
I responded “lol nah you can’t”. She responded “Why not lol?” Now at the time I was naive and I thought alright maybe she does wanna come over. So fast forward 2 weeks later on New Years Eve I texted her ” Since you off tomorrow do wanna come over?
She said ” What time?”
I said “At 2, but it don’t matter what time.”
She said “She said well if it don’t matter the time, then I will let you know.” Now in the back off my mind I felt like she didn’t wanna come over because if she really did then she just would of said yes. Next day comes by and I didn’t hear from her. I wished her Happy New Year and she wished me Happy New Year and she never even mentioned come over to my place or anything. So I assumed she was hoping that I didn’t bring it up or hoping I forgot about inviting her over. Even though in the back of my mind I knew she was avoiding coming over to my house, I didn’t make it a big deal though,I let it slide becuase I figured maybe it wasn’t best that we have sex anyway since we just friends.
Fast forward to February 2015, so me and my ex were still friends texting on a regular basis. I wanted to hang out with her before school started in March. So  we were on the phone talking and it was a Sunday. Over the phone, I asked her “Since I’m going back to school soon and I’m gonna be really busy do you wanna hang out this Friday ?” She was hesitant and said “I’ll let you know” So now in my head I’m like wtf like it’s either yes or no you know if you free on Friday or not. So we texted throughout out the week. Now Friday comes and for second I thought about asking her again if she was free for Friday, but then I’m like nah, she said she would let me know so the ball is in her court. So we texted throughout Friday and she never mentioned or got back to me about hanging out for Friday. So now I got a little irritated. So what I did was I purposely waited until two days to bring up the issue. You see, what she was doing was she she says”I’ll let you know” because she really don’t have interest in hanging out with me but she don’t wanna be straight forward she rather string me along. So I decided wait two days because I knew she was hoping I would forget. So two days later which is a Sunday I texted her “You never got back to me about hanging out on Friday” She says ” I was waiting for you to mentioned it” So I said “When I asked you to hang out and you said you let me know” She said”Oh I did, oh I’m so sorry it’s just that I’ve been stressed out this” basically she was giving me bullshit excuses.
Now let’s fast forward to April 2015. I was texting her and I was a little tipsy. She knew I was tipsy so she ask  me do I still have feelings for her. Now I honestly don’t remember what my response to that question was because this happened like three years ago, but one thing that did cross my mind was the fact that as soon as I told her that I was tipsy then she wanna know if I had still had feelings for her. It’s funny because when you tipsy or drunk that’s when the truth comes out. She thought she was slick lol. But anyway this was when the fast and the furious 7 movie came out and I told to her that I plan on seeing fast and the furious movie and your invited if you want to see it. So basically I was leaving it up to her because I was going to see the movie regardless. So she said that she wanted to see it. So I said to her well alright just remind me on Saturday so I won’t forget. I purposely said that to leave the ball in her court because I’m not really trying to chase after nobody too hard. On Saturday surprisingly she texted me ” So we still going to see this movie right?” and I said “yeah “I will pick you up at work.” So I picked her up at work and we go see this movie. The mood was alright for the most part. So after the movie we walking towards my car and I tried to kiss her but she wasn’t feeling the mood. I kissed her for about 5 seconds. I tried to get closer but she stop me, went in the car and closed the door on me. You have no idea how that felt. Like we texted everyday, I was going to church with her family on a regular basis, I would  pick her up from work, and a  week prior she asked me if I still had feelings for her and this is what I get in return. I got pretty pissed off. So on the ride back home it was quiet in the car. I dropped her off home and I was tight. I came to the realization that maybe I should just move on because at this point I felt like there was another guy she was messing with.

I will stop it right here because this is a long story. I know this is confusing and hard to follow and this may seem unorganized but this happened a while ago and I’m trying to remember everything that happened. In case you guys are wondering why I was angry and confused is because throughout the months when my ex and I broke up,  did try to get back with her back in November 2014, but she told me that she needed a break and time to heal because she been heart broken before and I understood that but we agreed that we will remain friends. But as the months went by, I started to think to myself like if she needed time to heal then why are we friends? Either we should just be together or just go our separate ways. I now know that when you  need time to heal from a broken heart you should not remain contact with your ex. For those of you reading this, if you think this is bad, it gets much worst but I will upload the rest of the story next Friday. If any of you are annoyed or pissed off with what was said in this story, I highly recommend you not to read part 2 because it get worst. That’s all I’m gonna say. Part 2 will take place from April 2015 until July 2015 which will lead to my 25th birthday.

How To Please the Ladies

I just want to let you know that on Tuesday I will be uploading my next blog “A challenge in your marriage ” which will talk about a clever way to strengthen your marriage but it will not be easy. Make sure you check that out. I will be posting Tuesday at midnight. I want to thank all my followers that support and take interest my blogs and God bless you all. I hope you enjoy reading this blog. Have a wonderful day ☺!

For every man that have a lady

I know you love her
but are you getting bored lately?
Listen to me,
take her out on date
and spray her favorite cologne
on your face.
Go to a classy restaurant
have her  wear a dress
and tell her you admire her shape.
Wear a suit
with some alligator shoes.
Open the car door
and make sure she has leg room.
In the car
tell her you love
the smell of her perfume.
When going inside
the restaurant
open the door for her
and let  her in first.
While waiting to be seated
converse with her
and laugh with her.
Once you are seated
and situated
make sure to be
a gentleman.
Never use your hands
that’s what the knife and fork
is for.
Eat with style
while you flirt with her.
Order some wine
and make a toast to her.
To many more years
and tell her you love her.
You now pay the check
getting ready to leave
and it’s  raining.
She don’t have an
umbrella.
Have her stay in the restaurant
and pull the car to the front
of the restaurant.
Open the car door,
let her in
and let her
listen to whatever she wants.
So finally you made it home
and open her car door
and hold her hand while
leading her to your home.
A quiet night and you two are alone.
Turn on the stero
and play a R &B song.
Ask her if she enjoyed the dinner
and when she speaks,
listen to her.
Then ask her another type
of question.
It can be any type of
question as long as
it’s appropriate
and just think for
a minute
so you can dwell on
how happy and harmonious
the relationship.
Now as she is talking,
cut her off
by going in for a kiss.
Catching her off guard
and being romantic
at close distance,
the women love this.
Slightly touch and caress
but start from the hips.
While doing that
kiss her neck
and just embrace
the sound of her moans
while still listening
to R&B songs.
Tell her that you
love her and tonight you will
open up to her.
Show her that you are a freak
and don’t be afraid to take the lead.
Man up and
rub  and her feet,
but only for a little while.
I’m a tell you a little secret
she been wet for miles
since the resturant.
Give her everything she wants.
She been telling you
all along she want to use
a blindfold.
So out of your
back pocket
pull out the blindfold
and cover her eyes.
Get the rope
from the basement
and tie her hands.
Now slightly and gently
take off her pants,
but do it slightly.
Don’t do it fast,
don’t act like a rookie.
Take her panties off
and finger the cookie.
Use two fingers and
finger her deeply
like a ‘come here motion’
to stimulate the g spot.
She is begging you
not to
stop.
Now ask her
“Are you ready for me
to eat the box?”
She says oh yes please
do me now!
So now guess what you do now?
You tell her to hold on
you going to get the
whoop cream.
She says  hurry please.
But forget all that,
leave her like that
to suffer
Go to your room and go on Xbox live
and play NBA 2k live
and leave her there for hours.
Then text that you love her
and happy anniversary.
This right here  my friends
is how you please the ladies
Tease them
until you don’t need them.

Please comment below and tell me how you would love

to have a anniversary date like this ☺☺ with your significant other. I challenge all the men to try this

Sex Or True Love?

Good question I thought about a while ago and I want everybody that’s reading this to think to themselves
Would you rather live the rest of your life
having sex but never find true love ever
or living the rest of your life with a soul mate that loves you and you love right back but never ever having sex again for the rest of your life?

Let’s look at the first option:

Sex is definitely a stress reliever and one of life’s greatest pleasure.
Sex is a great form of exercise.
Sex can put you in a better mood.
Sex is also needed for the growth of  the human population which is crucial if your somebody that want to be a parent.
Sex can build your confidence.
Sex without love is simple since you can have sex with different people enjoying your freedom.
A healthy sex life can make you look younger
Ture love is not always simple.
Falling in love can be expensive causing you to spend money every so often.
True love can limit your freedom and take time away from your close family and friends.
True love can make you feel sad or jealous over somebody else that’s not even a threat to your relationship
True love can cause you to overthink things in your head which can lead to arguments.
True love will limit your privacy.
True love could have you worrying over your significant other which can bring you more stress.

Let’s look at the second option

Fornication is a sin.
Sex with the wrong person could have you in child support or  deadbeat parent.
Sex is commonly confused with love and could make a situation more complicated.
Sex could lead to STD’s (even with a condom)
Sex can distract you from other responsibilities because sex (depending on the person can be addictive)
Being sexually active means that you are more vulnerable to abuse and mistreatment from your partner or from others
Sex without love could get tedious  fast
If you never have sex ever, you will always be curious to what’s it like to have sex in your mind which can make you grumpy.
Lack of sex could make you miserable so having sex can keep you well balanced
True love brings happiness and joy
True love brings comfort
True love can give you peace of mind
True love subdue boredom alot
True love without children could be the best thing because you can travel the world anytime you want and a life without children could safe you money

Love and sex have both it’s pro’s and con’s.
Think about the times you regret having sex with the wrong person or a person you wasn’t in love it and ask yourself was it worth it?
Think about how sex on a rainy day was a stress reliever and put you in a better mood the next day and how the greatest feeling is when you climax and ask yourself is it worth it?
Think about how being in love led to those late night arguments and long paragraph text messages, over thinking and having you in your emotions and we all have our bad days at work, school, or other things and love is just adding to it with the huge resonbility it comes with so ask yourself is it worth?
Think about how being in love is a wonderful feeling , like the late night walks and deep conversations. All the pictures taken on various dates, the sleep overs, cuddleing under the blankets next to somebody and learning about different things and being introduced into a new world now ask yourself is it worth it?

So another words would you rather live the rest of your life finding true everlasting love but never having sex ever?
Or would you rather have sex anywhere, anybody, anytime but never ever finding your true love and soul mate which means you die alone?

To make this choice easier think about it like this, what’s more boring a life without never experiencing  sex or life without never experiencing love?

When I ask this question to those of you reading this, look at it as if you had to make this choice by Sunday, what’s life mean to you more finding love or having sex?
So remember if you choose love over sex and you don’t have any children, then once you make this choice you can’t have children and you will live rest of your life without having any children?
Also remember if you choose sex over love, then you have the option of having children and you have the option of even being married becuase you don’t need to love to get married, but do you really wanna be married with children but you and your spouse don’t love each other?
Is that an healthy environment for the children?

A sexless marrige being horny all the time with real true  love with many things in common  and many things to talk about or a  marrige that lacks love with not much to to talk but guaranteed the best sex of your life and never leaving the house horny?

(Btw if you choose love over sex you can’t masturbate or watch point ever)
(If you choose sex over love you can’t watch any romantic movies ever and no love making just strictly great satisfying rough sex)

Also keep in mind that things that are harder to find are usually more appreciated than things you can achieve easily

I asked so many questions on here for all my fellow followers and others reading this.
If you plan to comment on this, you can just one of the questions I asked and answer the one that interest you.

Thankful for all my followers and all the likes and comments on my blogs.
I love to write poetry and talk about things people are scared to talk about.
I tend to be a deep thinker so I posts blogs expressing some of my thoughts so others can relate.
I try to relate to the people that’s why my poetry can be so relatable and I will continue to post poetry and other deep topics for all of you to read.
What I like most about having followers is that it’s an oppurnitiy for me to learn from my followers and for my followers to learn from me.
God bless you all. 

Love and Hate

Complete opposites of one another,
but yet very similar.
Co-existing forces,
that come from complex sources.
You can give ,receive, have, feel, both,
but only love is growth,
for the heart.
But yet falling in love is so goddamn hard,
with each other.
Steve Urkel and Laura(family matters).
Steve was in war and he won every battle and he finally conquered Laura,
and won her over.
It took him years to get out of the friend zone territory.
To him it’s extraordinary.
But its not that simple and  ordinary.
Most give up after one or two tries when your heart been shattered to a million pieces.
Heart gets broken on the floor, we walk away and leave it.
Quitting is easier than fixing.
Love has 2 frenemies.
Sex and money.
This is very common, very ordinary.
You don’t just love sex, you get addicted.
Let me break it down and explain it.
People confuse love with addiction.
Look them up in the dictionary, you’ll see there’s a difference
Ask yourself (for the women) is sex with the right person addictive?(especially if he hitting it right with a long dick)
Does sex make a unhealthy relationship stretch longer than its supposed to?
Or have you cheated on your s/o to get better sex from somewhere else?
Think about it to yourself and answer it?
You ever let a guy hit, and he never called you again?
You ever still let a guy that treat you like shit hit over and over again?
Just like sex, you don’t just love money, you get addicted?

(For the men)
Has a female ever persuade you to trick(and still ain’t let you hit)?
Have you ever thought to yourself the more money I spend, the more pussy I get?
Have you ever try bagging a girl when broke with no change in your pocket?
You ever had a girl only willing to have sex and suck your dick(even swallow) just when she need something( money mostly)
If females didn’t come with fame and money would you still be motivated into making money?
Hmm interesting.
Is it really love?
Give it a second thought.
While you think about that, lets talk about the worst.
Can’t have one without the other.
Since the beginning of time thru today.
Thin line between love and hate.
Love turns into hate so easily,
But when has hate turn into love?
A broken heart will make you hate falling in love
Don’t take much to hate.
God and Satan, Cain and Abel.
Not a fairy tale, not a fable.
Straight from the bible.
Thin line between love and hate but
Its a thick line between hate and love.
Hate don’t ever turn into love?
God forbid you have sex with your spouse without using a glove,
and you find out that you HIV positive.
Now would you kill your spouse?
And if you do kill your spouse, would you even attend the funeral or visit the grave or would you piss on the grave?
Most people say, I don’t hate and wish death on no one.
But trust, let hate conquer your mind and heart like a territory and try saying telling yourself” I wish death on no one”
Love and hate are parents of every emotion(jealously, happy, anger etc)

Emotions are so complicated.
They are not always demonstrated.
It’s not easy to explain it.
Like you can’t explain to someone how to fall in love.
You can only explain why its complicated.
You can’t explain how to hate someone, you can only explain what triggers the emotion hate.
Problem in life, a plate hate is commonly swallowed,
But the crumbs of love we only receive a taste.

 

addiction

I Owe You

I will never forget the day,

the time and place

where you jumped in front

of my face

We were at the park playing basketball

and I’m not paying attention at all.

My back was turned

where the neighborhood

Gang banger was behind the fence,

aiming at my head from a distance.

Now having my 1st near death experience

thinking what a coincidence

when you grabbed me and pushed me

to the ground.

But unfortunately you got shot

in the windpipe.

You sacrificed your life

to save mine.

It’s so sad to see you die.

It’s hard for me to sleep at night,

but not only because the fact

that you died,

because I have a regret

and I owe you this secret,

and I’m ready to expose it.

as you look down from heaven,

just know that your wife

and I had an affair

and she’s pregnant.