I Am In Love With My Seductive Next Door Neighbor (Part 1)

I want to thank one of my followers and her name is Rakkelle and she is an extremely talented writer and she talks about topics that are very relatable to most life experiences and she is very passionate about her blog and it looks very professional. So when you get a chance if you don’t know her, you should give her blog a visit. Rakkelle gave me this idea when she commented on one of my post “Watch “Soul Food Season 2 Episode 20 This Must Be Love” on YouTube“. So I am grateful for her comment she provided in the comment section.

A dream or nightmare I can’t distinguish.

Confusing as the semen is leaking.

These erotic images keep appearing.

Practicing intense fuck sessions

but yet what is the lesson?

I’m happily married is what I believe

until I see her and she sees me.

When I say her, I’m talking about my neighbor.

Lust is a motherfucka and I’m a sucka

for lust.

Blind towards true love,

and borderline of breaking trust

like a tinted window.

Cum stains on the pillow

irritates wifey for neglecting her needs.

She see’s right through my excuses.

Me being exhausted, she not having it.

She suggest that we seek counseling

but I know what the problem is.

My wifey is no longer attractive.

The weight gain on her belly

is atrocious.

The stretch mark on the back

of her neck is prominent.

She is physically not the woman

I fell in love with

In which makes me jealous

of my sexy ass neighbors punk ass 5ft5 husband.

Jealously make my cum shots explosive

like a erupting kilauea volcano.

For months straight jerking off

on my polyester sheets and pillows

is the absence of good hardcore fucking

for the past 3 months straight

and plus my wife got rid of the spice channels.

She hates it when I watch porno.

Now, I fell in love with wifey because of the blowjobs.

My cum she swallows more than

a new employee at a correctional facility

retaining information from the warden.

My kids were more than the average women

can chew, but wifey just swallows every drop

like a restroom hand dryer.

But years ago when I first met wifey

she was so much sexier.

The curves, the softness, ivory skin, eyes metallic,

the bond between us, shit the average person

could see how cohesive it was between us.

She made me come outta my shell

like a valence electron

since my thinking was negative like

the charge of electrons.

That was a few years back

and now the sex is wack.

The mood is mundane in the bedroom.

Our sex life is doomed

but I take full responsibility

because till this day my wifey try her hardest to please me

but swallowing my cum bucket of kids

don’t mean shit after she swallows it

because her stomach fat is still visible.

And last night she got the nerve to ask me

to take her shirt off since she was hot.

I immediately lost the hardness on my cock.

I lied and I told her I was getting nauseous.

She asked me

What the issue,

you don’t fuck me like you use to

you don’t kiss me like you use to

you don’t caress me in public like you use too

you be ignoring my naughty text messages,

you refuse when I offer you back massages,

you stop asking ask for blowjobs,

I have to beg you just to finger pop,

I have to beg you to lick the cherry,

and you haven’t wrote me poems lately.

I am your lady and even though

I love you for you and sex is not the most important thing,

in marriage sex is still a priority.

I miss how you use to stroke me roughly,

I miss how you use to pull my hair,

I miss you how you use fuck me into tears,

I remember at least 2 or 3 times you fucked me

and you wouldn’t stop until the neighbors would hear

to make them jealous.

But ever since the old neighbors moved out

and the new neighbors moved in,

I noticed a difference.

You look at Brittany(The sexy next door neighbor)

the same way you use to look at me,

You smile at Brittany

the same way you use to smile at me.

I know she just moved in but

how do you act way more friendly

with her

than with your own wifey?

I want you to explain that shit to me

I know that I gained weight

but I’m trying babe to lose it

but I travel a lot during the week

and it’s for me

to find something healthy to eat.

You know I had to cancel my gym membership

to pay for my parents funeral.

Do you know what it’s like knowing

you parents died in a car accident,

the agony is beyond real.

The thoughts in my head are so unreal.

I have a lot going on and your all that I

have left and I miss how things

between us use to be.

Sexual tension and energy between us

no longer exist and each of the memories

vanish in thin air like marijuana smoke.

I miss how the tip

use to bang against my tonsils.

I miss the choke

but now I feel like my life is suffocating

and the pressure is getting stronger.

Why do you insist on treating your wife like

a stranger?

Tell me why you don’t find me attractive

no more

and I’ll try my best to fix it?

I tried to hold back my laughter but I couldn’t.

I had to cover up my honesty and told her

that “Honey it’s not you,

I’m just not feeling you…….

wait shit lol, I meant well, well.”

Lol she saw right through the bullshit.

She sucked her teeth then just hopped in the bed

and fell fast asleep.

The fucked up part was that I didn’t feel bad.

to be honest, I didn’t give fuck.

DISCUSSION QUESTIONS

1) Do you think wifey should seek counseling to save her marriage, or should she get a divorce?

2) If you had one word to describe wifey, what would say about her?

3) After reading this, do you think sex is a priority in a relationship?

4) In part 2, do you think the main character will have an affair with Brittany?

5) Is weight gain a good reason to stop having sex with your spouse?

6) Is being exhausted a good excuse for not wanting to have sex or is that a weak ass excuse and people need to learn to overcome their sleepiness since sex is a priority?

7) Give me an example of a double entendre I provided in this story?

8) How important is physical attraction in a marriage?

9) After you answer number 8, let’s say after being married for some time and you start losing the interest and physical attraction towards you spouse, will you make excuses to avoid having sex?

10) Now vice versa, let’s say your spouse lost interest in you physically, how would that make you feel, do you think that your spouse no longer being attracted to you is a good reason to not want to have sex with you, how long is going too long with out sex in marriage, and if you and your spouse both acknowledge that the marriage is a sexless one do you think professional help is necessary?

11) To maintain a good healthy sexual relationship, is oral sex necessary ?

If you have the time, I encourage all bloggers to leave a comment answering the most difficult question out of the 11 questions . If you are a blogger that’s running out of content to blog about, I encourage you to make a post answering all of the 11 questions I provided and and link it back to this post and I will reblog that post on my blog giving you a shout out and in addition I will reblog a post on your blog explaining my interest for your post and blog. I might make a whole series out of this and write all the way up to part 28. Instead of writing random poetry, I think I might just focus on this story and complete this by August. It is going to be a lot of thinking and late nights but if you really enjoyed reading this, than I might consider doing that.

Part 2 will be coming shorty

I am going to try and take blogging to the next level. I wrote so many poems and I think I deserve my recognition so I am definitely looking to connect with more people on social media so I am going to provide a few links to check out. Hell maybe one day after Avengers End Game comes out in May, I use a profile pic of my real identity lol but who knows.

Wattpad

Instagram

For bloggers that are looking to make connections meet people, you can start with me lol

Here is my About Me page and leave a comment and I will follow you back.

For bloggers that been following me, supporting me and leaving comments, from time to time I am going to through your posts and pick a favorite one of mine and reblog it explaining why I like it so much. Give me time though because I have such other things going on in life. Please forgive me for the spelling mistakes because I wrote this quick because I had to get my car fixed lol.

Watch “Soul Food Season 2 Episode 20 This Must Be Love” on YouTube

This episode is a 1 hr long so if don’t have time just watch from 38:30 – 40:15.

For those of you that don’t know, this is from the show “Soul Food”.

After watching this video and I only recommend watching from 38:30 – 40:15, comment below your opinion and I left a question at the end of this blog.

After watching this episode, I just have a question and this is for the women that are happily married,

If your husband was having dreams of having sex with another woman, how would that make you feel?

Why Sex Is Overrated?

This will be one of my poems that will be in my book “How To Be A Good Husband”. My book will be published very soon and I hope you purchase a copy as soon as it comes out. I promise you, this will be the best book you will ever read. Please read some of my previous posts below to get a preview of what you can expect.

How To Save Your Marriage?

How To Be A Better Husband

How To Save Your Marriage Part 3

How To Be A Good Husband ( Part 4)

 

Fuck sex 
I need rest 
Sleep is best
Too damn tired
for some neck
The pillow where
my head rest,
I look forward to that.
Love and affection
with a female companion 
is so wack.

Porn and frequent masturbation 
is where I focus my concentration.
Dirty talk I hate that in a conversation 
since only palms deserve my attention.
XXX videos my provide excellent demonstration
and it’s the key that open the door to heal 
when you get rejected or heartbroken.
Same sex with the same person forever is tedious.
So porno made me oblivious to bad b*tches
that act so fucking arrogant.
If I can go back in time, I would of stayed 
a virgin.
Like I said earlier, my hands are much more deserving.
After I’m done ejaculating, I’m peacefully resting
Never have to worry about a female asking
” You wanna go for round 2?”
I respond ” Do I look like a machine to you?”
Its either that or they want to cuddle.
I don’t have the energy, after sex
I get too sleepy
So I dislike it when a female keep nagging me.
I am not a fucking machine, my ejaculation 
drains the shit out of me.
So please stop asking me for round 2 please.
This is why I deserve my hand.
Lonely and private is how I like it.
Don’t have to worry about emotions and feelings.
Sexual intercourse can be confusing sometimes.
Add on a bunch of mixed feelings.
Masturbating is straight to the point.
Right after, I smoke a joint 
then fall asleep and sleep my life away.

If Couples Were Honest?

 

I am actually going to take a break from posting poetry. My next few post, will be videos either funny videos or relatable videos that many of us face. This video is about couples being too honest with each other.

So comment below on your opinions on this video and for those of you that are in a relationship or married, do you think it’s necessary to lie in order to save your relationship/marriage?

Never Know Who Is Passing By At The Park

I am letting you know that I will be taking a very long hiatus after December, In fact I may be leaving for good. I will be taking a long break from writing poetry and from blogging. This is actually my last original poem I will be uploading. From this point forward I will be reblogging my top ten most powerful poems I have written since August 2017.

Well read and intellectually nimble.
In public remain civil
but my gaze was tranquil.
Flattered by her appearance
but refused to give an compliment
as I approached her in silence
She admired my vigilance
but was startle by my existence
since it was all of a sudden.
Astonished she accepted my presence.
Exploring her curves and she was blushing.
She and I began eye fucking.
Eyes becoming watery like I was snorting
the white horse
My interest became an addiction and I secretly thank God for my hormones.
Dick became hard like Bruce Lee knuckles.
Inside of her thighs looked liked a rain puddle.
Like toasted everything bagel she was too hot to me and I was to her.
To other people watching us the attraction for each other was obvious but me her were oblivious towards everything around us.
We was ready to sin because we were inflamed with lust.
Not giving a fuck, we suddenly undressed each other.
I was more hornier than ever.
I knew better but it was whatever because right then and there I had to fuck her.
Slid my penis in and I began to thrust her.
People walked by were cheering us on
Cars driving by was beeping their horns.
We were all over the park’s lawn.
I kept thrusting until I came inside her gave her a creampie.
Still naked looking up and the sky
felt like I was in heaven until my wife walked past by and saw me.

What Is My Next Plan After Blogging?

Been writing poetry
For a little while
But been thinking for a long time.
I had so many trials
I been judged at the wrong place and wrong time.
Judgement made me stronger to open up to everybody
Exposing my poetry.
But I believe there is more to me

Should I travel to see
who will accept my poetry?
Should I go to a publishing agency
and prepare myself to be judged harshly?
Am I ready for another trial?
But maybe my next trail I will be judged at the right place and right time

My poetry allowed me to shine.
I read my poems with a smile
and say to myself
“These are mines”
But doing the same thing becomes reduaunt.
Now I will never give up writing
but I have to change my lifestyle
and branch out.
Uploading poetry is a precious time and will be a precious memory.

But I want more than just one memory
Allow me to seek my treasures of what God has offered me.
An example
Jay-Z been a around for a while
because he has branched out.
Most millionaires don’t
and go broke.
I don’t want to be a broke poet

I wanna be a legend.
I am lazy as shit
but when it come to this poetry shit
I will work harder than any other and I think beyond how the average person thinks
and I will be a successful spoken word poet or die trying.
Fuck making money in poetry
it’s not about that.

It’s about exposing the precious gift inside my mind
to touch lives.
It’s not easy to do
because it is so much easier to become a somebody back then compared to now.
So much legends to look up to now.
But I will find the route.
I promise.
I’m hungry and growling like an empty stomach.

Spread my words of wisdom
to the public
and its spreading like mustard
I write my way, I write the way I feel.
I want to reach out to people that can relate to how I feel.

I just want to say to my dedicated and most supportive followers that have been following me and giving me the most support, I want to say thank you for being supportive. It gives me the strength to out do my poems every single time and it feels good to have a fan base. I wrote this poem because I was thinking hard today and I think I am coming close to closing the final chapter. Another words, I think I might be moving on from wordpress for good. I believe this is my 229th post. I think once I get to my 300th post, I think it will be time for me to move on. All my life, I never really been proud of myself. Made alot of mistakes, I have alot of regrets, I always been judged and a loner since elementary school, and most of all, never been able to Express how I really felt. Always been a follower. Always wanted to be like somebody else. But once I started a blog back in August 2017, I believe I found partial freedom and a partial remedy. This helped me to open in so many ways, you won’t even imagine. This is my freedom right here. This is my exercise. I hate communicating in person but I love conversing with people on here. I love to add input on people’s blog post and give feedback. So I am thanking my dedicated and most supportive followers that always supported my poetry. I think one day I wanna be a famous spoken word poet. I thinks it about that time because I have alot of shit to Express. Let me tell you something about me and Express everything that’s going on in my life, I recently graduated from college and I am working two jobs right now. I like my jobs but they don’t pay enough to support myself. So I am 28 years still stuck living with my father. I love my father, but I hate living with him and I’m getting sick and tired. For those of you that read, How I really feel part 1, part 2, part 3, alot of hidden emotions I described in that poem is how I really feel living at home. I’m not holding back no more, I’m tired and losing patience. Plus my car is breaking down little by little, I owe student loans, I’m trying to look for a job in Information Technology and that’s stressful because I don’t have experience plus prior to 2017, I was doing construction for four years. So going back to school in 2017 was hell, plus I still have a shitload of studying to do to catch up to speed, plus I have two jobs and a relationship. I’m doing more than I can handle I’m worn out mentally. Poetry and blogging is the only time I find peace. I believe becoming a famous poet will save my life and finally give me the happiness I am looking for. Blogging can become an addiction and distract me though from my other responsibilities. I am 28 but still have alot of growing up to do. So after I post my 300th blog, I will be moving on and trying to find ways to become famous. I don’t know any of my followers personally and I dream one day that when I make on the big stage that you guys could be in the audience with a fancy dinner and some nice wine lol. But yeah I will be uploading as much as possible and get all the poems that I have uploaded out the way. I worked so hard writing poetry over the years staying up late at night coming up with rhymes. Sometimes it’s exhausting. So my poems are special and I will be doing alot of uploading withing the next 6 to 7 weeks. So I want to say God bless everyone and I want every blogger reading this to appreciate the followers that are most supportive of your content and give thanks.

History > Money

An old poem I wrote in December 2016. I will be uploading some older poems for the next few days. I will be uploading alot for the next few days.

Do what you love best.
Be your own man,don’t follow the rest.
Your talent is what you wanna perfect
Look to prepare for the day after the next.
Be optimistic and make your dreams realistic.
Focus on being a warrior today to become a legend tomorrow,
because the future comes fast and you don’t wanna live in sorrow.
Chase the paper, but 1st pray to the creator of all things.
Sometimes wise to accept favors but don’t depend on people for everything.
Make your own path and have the people behind follow your lead.
The root of all evil we run towards like a race.
Come across the finish the line and happiness is what we believe we’ll embrace.
But the wealth is not always what it seems and it can cut you across the face.
Betrayal, drama, pride, greed, and envy are the intangible ingredients in money.
Money gives you royalty but don’t gain you the loyalty.
Life is funny and I’m not talking about comedians.
The broke and humble becomes the rich living as a hypocrite.
Those who were obedient become disobedient
when worshipping the paper like greek Gods.
But there’s only one God
and he’s almighty.
When you put money over your legacy you die with misery.
Chase the dream by putting God first and you’ll make history

 

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Why Is Spring The Best Season?

Another old poem I wrote back in 2014

I look up at the sky,
Realizing it’s no longer winter time.

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The groundhog been saw its shadow 6 weeks ago.
Now time time for the leaves and flowers to grow.

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Most constant weather this time is rain showers
To water the trees and flowers.

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Its the trees and flowers happy hour
From middle to March until Middle of June
Now visible all the squirrels and raccoons.

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Seeing the bunny rabbits humping,
Seeing the birds healthy and flying
Mother nature is in full effect.

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Sunlight hit the plants straight forward and direct,
like a one way block.

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Daylight saving move forward, set the alarm clock.
Nature look so healthy and fine
Spring is the best season of all time

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Comment below if you agree that Spring is the best season of all time!

 

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Life OF A Stalker

This was one of my old poems I wrote back in November 2014 before I discovered wordpress. Comment below and tell me what you think

I am a loner and I feel withdrawn.
I feel delusional way far beyond.
I am in love with my victim,
I have develop feelings that I can’t get rid of.
I don’t want to make my victim aware of my existence,
I keep the victim close,but I watch from a distance.
I’m sneaky and clever as I move in silence.
My intelligence
Is way beyond average,
But I suffer from a mental disorder.
I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia.
I am ashamed of my abnormal behavior,
But I can’t help it.
I have a problem I admit.
Suicide sometimes I be ready to commit.
Not much of talker, but more of a watcher and walker.
Welcome to the life of a stalker

Have You Ever Thought About These Questions?

For the month of June, I will be posting a blog everyday. I plan to post as much as I can uploading my poems.

These first two questions are for parents that have kids in their teens?

1) How would you feel if they had an blog account on WordPress without telling you?

2) How would you feel if your teenage child became pregnant or got a girl pregnant?

3) How important is family to you?

4) As a parent, have you ever embarrassed your children?

5) As a child, have you ever embarrassed your parent?

6) Do you think it’s okay to lie?

7) What benefits does art provide in society?

8) What do you contribute back to society?

9) For parents with adult children, if your child was over 21 and your child quit their job and kept it a secret and didn’t tell you, how will that make you feel?

10) Is it right for parents to keep secrets from their children?

11) What do you think is the biggest waste of human potential?

12) What is something that overwhelms you?

13) Comapred to life 40 years ago, why is it so hard to get married?

14) Is it okay for Christians to date a non- Christian?

15) What physical proof is there that God exist?

16) What is something that everybody looks stupid doing?

17) In one sentence, how would you sum up life?

18) In one sentence, how would you sum up the internet?

19) In one sentence, how would you sum up why the devil is a liar?

20) In one sentence, how would you sum up life in America?

For those that want to answer one of these questions, comment below and ask me a deep, provoking question for me to answer