How Much Does Falling In Love Cost You?

They say love don’t cost a thing

but do they tell you

love will make you scarfice alot of things?

Things like freedom, time, and money.

If love don’t cost a thing

why isn’t finding love guaranteed?

Something you can have for free

can affect you emotionally.

Attached to a human body physically

can confuse you mentally

since men and women think differently

when being intimate psychically

Love is like dreams

because it comes freely

but the difference is love betray,

turns into hate

and consumes and destroys you mentally

What’s for free is seek by many

and almost every.

Love come from the heart

and love is for free.

When we don’t work for something,

we don’t appreciate it until it’s gone.

Sometimes love is our enemy

making you hate yourself

for the pain you felt.

Imagine a f6 tornado

lifting up your house

and throwing it 300 miles away.

This is equivalent to the pain

as you watch you home get tossed away

The heart is never in a safe place.

When falling in love

it’s like asking somebody to not spit in my face

for a million dollars

and you hoping they won’t do it.

Remember this

the ones that treat you the nicest

in the beginning of a new relationship

be the most ruthless.

Love is poisoned

if not handled right.

Seeking desperate attention

from every girl and guy

Instead of remembering

that God is on your side.

Love is punishment that’s unbearable

because the hear is breakable.

The pain that comes with it

is not visible

so they say love is blind.

The light of love is so bright

you have to close your eyes.

Driving on highway very sleepy

fighting to keep you eyes open

but can’t help it

then crash and get into an accident

and the accident is atrocious.

Just didn’t see it coming.

We only see whats tangible

so attraction is more common then love.

We see nice clothes nice body, shit load of money

and without this,

people assume you boring.

People judge you

before they get to know you.

Looks fade, clothes get old,

and money will make you feel cheap.

Materialistic things will buy you a personality

and its only temporary.

Materialistic things buys swags

but destroys communications and integrity.

I know people that won’t care

if the whole world goes poor

as long as they eating.

So commonly we fall in love with the selfish

and yet ignore the humble

that will give you everything

We don’t give a fuck when we break hearts

we only care if our hearts get broken.

The black people that are mild

are now smoking

from being called a ‘nigga’ by a racists

This is the equivalent

of the aftermath of being heartbroken.

What Is A Talent That You Love To Do?

Poetry is my heart and soul

Being a poet is my ultimate goal

I can view things in any direction.

God blessed me with an imagination

I break down words and dissect them.

I provide lessons and deep questions.

I’m imagining my writing being published.

Life around me is poetic

I can write 2 poems in day

Hell I can write 2 poems at a time.

I just need the space.

I just need the time.

Like a crossword puzzle

the words I will find.

Like a detective digging for clues

to solve a crime.

Dig into my mind

and my pencil is a shovel

as I write.

I want to be the best poet of all time

by writing whats right

and my style is I write

how I feel.

Like wheel of fortunate

each line on paper is blank

and the words I fill

until I completely express how I feel.

Words can kill

and I can slay

but words are uplifting

and I can heal.

I can’t even explain

how I do it.

All I know is I was blessed with a talent.

With pure silence

I find the zone when I’m alone.

close my eyes

like Dorthy for wanting to go back home.

Every situation I bring to light

like a document you can’t see in the dark.

As long as the pencil point is sharp

I will write poetry

until the beat inside my heart stops.

Sex Is Blind

Sex is blind

wrong place and wrong time

The sun rise and we get wet

until the sun set

and now the heart is dead.

Your life stops.

We stuck in a box

inside a room

and no room for the lock.

An activity have you hypnotized.

We don’t know why

but don’t fight our addiction

digging deeper to affliction

for selling our soul to the demon.

It’s such a weakness and you got to have it.

Neglecting responsibilities is more than a bad habit

Skip over our main duties and hop over them

lie rabbits chasing a carrot.

At first this was not what you was looking for

but now when you receive it, you always want more.

Attitude change in a heartbeat

when the orgasm approaches.

Set on fire like Olympic torches

but the more you get it,

the more you lose focus

on your main responsibilities

blind and eventually you’ll fold.

Even though hell is hot,

the devil is cold

as he plays

capture the flag

with your soul,

manipulating your mind

at any given time

allowing him to be the pilot

and your mind on auto pilot.

A robot in progress

and can’t help the poor choices

from being quiet to becoming boisterous

This is what happens when the sex is perfect.

We tend to ignore the characteristics of a person,

making excuses, excusing their poor behavior

for their excellent performance in the sex department.

Their toxic ways is neglected since we are blinded

because we think their sex is like medicine

but’s its an alcoholic beverage.

One day after being left stranded

in the cold in the middle of the night

for being heartbroken

thinking about all scarfices

you think back to all your decisions.

Once tears dry, you realize you were being stupid.

You ask yourself ” What was I thinking “

well I’m here to tell you that

you wasn’t thinking

because love is always mistaken

for just being good sex all the time.

Just like love, sex as well is blind.

I Love You Like Hip Hop

The deep affection I have for  hip hop.
I will always love it until the beat of my heart stops,
Listening to it on the beat box.

I love listening to the beat.
Just the sound, I listen to right before I fall asleep.
I close my eyes
I feel so mesmerized.
Like brown sugar in oatmeal,
Hip Hop, you are so tasteful.
You are my  addiction.
In a good way, unlike a cocaine addiction.
You are healthy and lift up my spirits
As I hear you and I listen,
To your words.
You articulate your sentences, in a powerful way to be heard.
I love you like I love hip hop,
And I mean that from the bottom of my heart.
And I always will until the clock stops

Birthday Poem Sent To Me

This poem wasn’t written by me. This poem was given to me by someone who is special to me and this poem will always have a special place in my heart.

“Babe HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!! 🌈🎂🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉 I know to you this is just another day but, today is my man’s birthday and I think he’s a pretty good guy that deserves to have a day that’s special. Although we won’t be seeing each other today, know that I’m excited to celebrate with you 😘😘😘😘. Also here’s a little something that I hope will make you smile:

Dear David Michael Hockaday,
Today you are 28 today.
Not old, just sweeter as you go.
A handsome gentleman, you may have been told.
You are a special kind of guy that deserves the sentimental things in life I can’t lie.
A stellar birthday I hope is in store, a day to show how you should be adored.
You say that you are a simple guy but, that doesn’t mean I can’t explain how you’re as humble as pie.
For people like you, they deserve a birthday parade. With lots of excitement such as young kids in an arcade.
The type that a person willingly wants to give gifts but, upon request a gift from the heart will equip.
I absolutely love the man that you are and praying that me and you will go far.
A place for you I have like a star in the sky, maybe this weekend you can ask me why.
Giving me butterflies while hitting the spot as I say. The main thing I want for you is to enjoy your day.
The point of me sending this poem is to say Happy Birthday David, have a lovely day!”

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.

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?

Fall In Love Or Die Trying

Broken for the words I spoken.
Poisoned like a mushroom,
my earth fell in a tomb
and how do I heal wounds?
I spoke to soon
without thinking.
Grew up surrounded
by everybody constantly
criticizing.
Deep feelings hang
in my mind like a closet.
Deep feelings hang
in my mind like monkey bars.
Just left scared hanging
and constantly bruising
for not putting alcohol
on my scars.
Always thought I was being
manly for not wearing a scarf
when life became cold.
I caught an infection
that needs healing.
Irritation burning my patience
and drunk off of my hallucinations
Despite my aggravation
I still searched for confidence
by providing space
to rebuild earth
to see that enchanting smile
on a irresistible face
even though I wasn’t in shape.
Like rocky I needed to train my brain
I just need a track and a engine
to operate.
My mind is underground
in which people choose to underrate
by dick riding popularity
like fans do to mainstream rappers.
Climbing the ladder is harder
than sliding down the slide.
This is why I’m shy.
Unexpected rodent bite
in my sleep
have me fearing the bed
and dreaming.
Thought life was clean
like a Will Smith CD
but the disc has deep scratches
and can’t disappear.
Life is not magic.
Wipe the dirt of their shoulder
toward your sneakers.
Carrying someone Else’s luggage
and yet I struggle with my own.
So hurt so I started to smoke,
even thought about sniffing coke.
Was defeat my density?
Was contemplating self harm
while staring at the empty glass
of Hennessy.
Ignoring my instincts
for earth
made things worst.
Holding on hurts more
than letting go
It deteriorates the soul.
Can no longer hold
your composure
as you land your fist
on the large boulder
or dislocate your shoulders
just to receive Earth’s attention
but earth deflected you for
another planet.
So I will commit suicide
to demonstrate how
to fall in love or
die trying.

This is just a poem that’s over exaggerated. Not meant to be take seriously