Who Is The LifeGuard?

The art of gaining is to go through real pain.
Suffering through pain makes the mind severely insane,
In which on a positive note builds the character,
to which you learn the hard way which will make you wiser.

Whether it’s mentally or physically, a person get broken down.
Imagine your in a 30 feet pool about to drown,
but at that point instead of giving up, you find a way to build up,
Relying on that lifeguard to bring you up,
To motivate your life, give you that CPR,
Telling you that you suffocate at the bottom to show you life is hard.
The lifeguard gives you the mouth to mouth.
A opponent laid out cold, like Mike Tyson knocked him out.
When knocked out you have a choice,
Either to give up and be weak or to fight and be strong,
Life guard gives to you strength to show that your life has theme song,
But the lifeguard can only show the right path,
Its on you to choose the right path,
To fight for your life and gain it back,
To be back on track,
To learn about life, build your character,
remember the pain, gain the knowledge/strength ,
Mentally and physically
to make you stronger.
Become your own motivator

After reading this poem, who do you think is the life guard?

Answers To My Own Questions

Tired of letting things slide

How many things I let slide?

How intense are the emotions bottled up inside?

Why do I let negative thoughts reside?

Why do I allow these words slide by like water rides?

 

For years I let people get away with shit and I ‘m sick of it.

Nice guys finish last, and for this reason I can’t let go of the past.

A thought is a seed that grows into a large oak tree.

It’s identified as the black charge of the jumper cable, which explains why I’m not able

                              To be comfortable.

 

 

What fear does to the body

What is it that I fear?

What is it that I hear?

Why does my heart beat fast?

Why can’t I let go of the past?

 

A fear so deep, has my heart pounding.

It’s hard for me to think, but I’m still trying.

My focus is weak, and time goes by fast.

My mind, more regrets sink, my body won’t last

                             As time past.

 

My deepest fear

Is it the fear of commitment?

Is it the fear of flying?

Is it the fear of public speaking?

Is it the fear of rejection?

 

Lack of an erection, is why I ducked commitment.

Broken wings, is why I sink instead of levitating.

Slow speech of tongue, is why I don’t speak much in public.

A broken heart, is why  I learned to hate my actions

                                 With a passion

Poem Duet(Should I Write A Poem)

Tiffanee’s Verse:

I Should Write a Poem

I should write a poem about how my life is about to change
I should write a poem about how I won’t have as much money to my name
I should write a poem about living on my own
I should write a poem about how I’m grappling with living alone
I should write a poem about the thousands of lists that I’ve generated
I should write a poem about the constant thoughts that my brain are penetrated with
I should write a poem about how I’m becoming a big girl
I should write a poem about this how it is to be in the real world
I should write a poem about how sometimes I can’t sleep
I should write a poem about how I wonder how I will eat
I should write a poem about how this change may cause me stress
I should write a poem about how little things that were once big I’ll care for less
I should write a poem about how this next step will make me strong
I should write a poem about how I’ll prove any of my doubters wrong
I should write a poem about how any negative thoughts I have are plain petty
I should write a poem about how in this moment I’m ready

 

David’s Verse:

You Should

With God’s help
You should write a poem.
With God’s help
You should make it really long.
With God’s help
You should recite to me your poem.
With God’s help
You should have the power to turn it into a lovely song.
With God’s help
You should not have to worry about making it on your own
because the road your taking, I plan to come along.
With God’s help
You should accomplish everything on your to do list.
With God’s help
You should allow your reality evolve from a wish.
With God’s help
You should be proud that you are more than a big girl.
With God’s help
You should be proud for being a woman in this real world.
With God’s help
You should be comfortable enough to sleep.
With God’s help
You should be blessed for having the hunger to help you to eat.
With God’s help
You should be able to accomplish what’s next.
With God’s help
You should have the power to co-exist with stress.
With God’s help
You should be able to remain strong.
With God’s help
You should not worry about when you do wrong.
With God’s help
You should not worry about proving people wrong.
With God’s help
You should not care about people’s petty judgments.
With God’s help
You should know that a negative thought is only fiction.
With God’s help
You should know that your poem is a dose of reality.
With God’s help
You should know that the dark days are hidden items in a video game
that re-energize your life
With God’s help
You should know that you’ll never die,
since he provide eternal life,
so when it’s your time and he calls upon,
be ready

I Destroyed The Old Me

A version of me will be different completely.
The keyword “will” becuase I’m still trying.
All I know is I need a change, but don’t know how.
So many times been knocked out to the ground.
Life is about about angels and demons.
Demons , we think of a 1/3 of rejected angels that follow Satan.
Evil smiles with pitch forks beings causing havoc,
but disgiused in music with explicit content, unprotected sexual intercourse, weed smoke or any drug even cigarettes.
An great feeling becomes an addiction thats unnoticeable,
but it makes you feel noble.
Pain in life is global, and to a certain extent, we are all spolied.
This is a sample of what I been going through.
I been negative since a child in elementary school.
I wrote so many poems that expose dark secrets in invisible journals.
I no longer want to be a slave of life, I want to be a colonel.
I had the arrogant mentality, saying to myself
“Lord I deserve you”
but I realized this type of thinking will have the lord curse you.
I need a new sin washed away, and I will began to pray.
I can’t express it yet because I’m not ready to,
but lord knows a change is overdue.
I’m my own worst enemy that ambushed myself into misery.
If I don’t change now, no matter how many accomplishments accomplished, I will face defeat.
In the future I just saw a sneak peak and I learned there is a slight difference between failure and defeat.
Failure everybody goes through, but some will get defeated and destroyed.
Failure can be temporary if we fight for the future.
Success almost feels impossible and this couldn’t be any truer.
So allowing the enemy in you destroy yourself seems much easier.
So how to go against the odds and rise above?
Do I drown myself in a white tub
to wash the sins so I can pray to the lord above?
Well I’ll start with acknowledging my fears and weaknesses
and I’ll continue writing for the next 30 minutes
until 9:36.
I try my hardest to give a fuck, but people make me not give a fuck.
Life is no training program, you learned your lesson after you fuck up.
Who do you trust? I mean people change their character like a street fighter video game when money involved.
Working hard, but its not really about working hard.
Hard workers die younger and younger everday.
Life becomes harder everyday.
I always thought when life gets harder, you work harder.
But nah, its about working smarter.
Your brain is a muscle and overtraining it won’t make it grow faster, it just delays the process.
I have so many accomplishments on hold, I’m delayed in the process.
But I’m learning to stop making excuses, I just have to do it.
I refuse to be destoryed by my own enemy, even though I’m clueless.
But I know the tools handed to me was by a demon since I tend to be oblivious.
But its not gonna work this time, becuase even though I am thrown to the wolves, I will acknowledge my common sense.
Common sense is all about survial of the fittest
and I will survie the earthquakes and reduce it to a thunderstorm
so when I witness a dark cloud, I will no longer complain
becuase the sunlight is apporaching soon, I just need to be patient.
Just a few more minutes while writing this poem in a moment of silence.
I need a moment of silence because I just destoryed my final demon.
But if you are wondering why have a moment of silence for a demon, its because in the good book, we are taught to love our enemy.
Kill then with kindess and be friendly.
Sometimes I do feel the world is against me, but I know God is with me.
I no longer have fear, I can do anything.
For example, this thought provoking poem I wrote just now within 40 minutes.
This is day 1 of the rest of my life.
I will now allow the lord to fight my battles for the rest of my life.
I will be the best version of myself and now with the lord on my side, I am ready to fight.

Do You Feel Unwanted

Skating on thin ice, taking a risk on my life.

Confused like the identity of a dyke.

Am I afraid like the 40 year virgin trying to get laid?

I complain about wanting more money, but do I want to get paid?

I complain about reckless people, but do I really want to play it safe?

I tell myself I am going to make it, but will my talent go to waste?

It’s me aginst the world and suicide is tempting like being freaky to a Tupac temeptations song,

but unlike Paul, these negative thoughts I am learning to ignore

by listening to a gospel song

even though the devil finds his way in the church.

Should the church doors be locked at all times

since the demons are at work?

With the good, comes the bad, like a young lady with a pretty face and no ass,

or a nice ass with a unbeautiful face?

But am I sinning again for judging something I didn’t create?

How can I place criticism on something I didn’t help build or help create?

Well other people do it all the time so I should follow the crowd?

Is that a good reason why I should smoke loud?

Is that good reason why I should continue pulling down her panties underneath her night gown

knowing that I don’t plan to wear a glove when peoples intentions is brutally cold like russia during WW2.

An STD do comes unexpectedly like a dream just came true.

Back and fourth thinking what should I do?

The demons are active like volcanoes and

are on the loose

and I’m screaming like simba when witnessing

his dad slipping

when scar was the one that let his grip loose.

Never trust a hand that didn’t raise you or feed you.

Everbody in this world don’t have a mind that’s 1+1 = 2.

We are all suppose to be created equal, but that line in the constitution is deceitful.

Racism is alive and its a disgiuse between the eyes.

Sexism against girlfriends and wives, so protection is deprived.

Young ladies in this world are the remainders

since satan divides.

Men only want to be fruitful, but some

unintentionally multiply

but when a fetus comes to life, a man is subtracted, stress and anger is added,

famililes is now divided.

Life blows like a sega genesis cartridge.

Marriage almost damn near facing extinction

and its hard to make a relationship work

when your partner doesn’t have what it takes to make it work.

So when your birthday comes up, ever think to yourself, was you an unwanted birth?

My First Open Mic Experience

Last year in June 24, 2018, I went to an poetry open mic night at the bowery club in NYC to recite “Should I Go To An Open Mic“. It was such a lovely and yet nerve wrecking experience. I have always hated public speaking(especially when my family is around) but I had a few reasons why I decided to overcome my fear and go to the bowery club

Reasons I decided to overcome my fear

1) I was procrastinating for 2 years and being lazy

2) The weekend of June 24 was birthday weekend

3) I need to branch out more and let people hear my poems.

Reasons Why I Was Nervous

1) It was my first time ever performing at an open mic event and I had doubts I wouldn’t be good enough

2) My girlfriend volunteered to come with me to show support and I really wanted to go alone lol.

How I felt After I recited my poem

1) I felt like a super standing when I got a big round of applause from everbody

2) I realized that performing at an open mic event is nothing to be nerevous about.

3) I became more motivated to improve my writing skilss as a poet.

Moral of this post is to let everbody reading this to know that being nervous is nomral. It’s normal to to have doubts. Sometimes we might procrastinate. Sometimes we might make excuses to get out of things. Nobody is perfect but if you really have a dream, don’t nobody stop you from achieving it. Fight your negative thinking and don’t be afraid to fail because being afraid to fail and living in fear could make you regretful for missing out on an life time opportunity.

To Tiffanee:

I don’t know if you will ever read this or not, but I just want to say thank you coming with me to my first open mic experience and supporting me. I thank you for celebrating my birthday last year and being in the crowd, being my biggest cheerleader. Ever since I met you, you always believed in me and saw the best in me. I am here to let you know that because of you I am working harder than ever to accomplish all my dreams and be a provider for you. I love you so much 😁😁

If You Was An Animal, What Would You Be?

Full of patience

I wish for a lifespan

that extends

like Great Wall of China.

I pray for mental endurance

to keep my mind healthy

like a ocean.

I’m 1 out of 1000

and luck is my blessing.

I don’t drown, I’m swimming

towards a greater blessing.

Learning to slow down

and smell roses.

Learning to represent peace

while expressing deep emotions.

Strength and determination

to overcome every obstacle

and every challenege.

I carry the world on my shoulders

but my neck has the strength

of a mountain boulder.

Weather gets colder

but mind yet choose

to become wiser.

Been identified as being deep

like the sea.

If you was an animal, what would you be?

True Love Is Scarfice

Check out this post  ” A heart for God”   because this post is powerful and it encouraged me to write this poem in the comment section.

 

Being romantic and doing nice things can be a disguise
since it doesn’t guarantee love all the time.
But it can be all lies disguising negative energy as positive energy.
When we lack money or have empty bellies,
we fall victim to bullies that work for the serpent
that use tactics to kill you with kindness.
They shine a light when you are living in darkness.
But the problem is the light is to bright
you have to cover your eyes and now walking blind.
They telling you and promising you all types of romantic surprises
telling you want you wanna hear.
Act friendly and sometimes volunteer
a helping hand when its to their benefits
but turn into a completely different person
when scarfices arises then promises turn into excuses.
Left you to dry struggling.
Now feel abandoned.
Tears are leaking, heart is broken,
for feeling stupid
for following bullies that follow the serpent.
If you are reading this and this poem is relatable to you
read this post and know that this was meant for you
because nobody loves you more than Jesus
So before you follow a stranger you don’t know,
think about the consequences and always pray to Jesus
because Jesus made a scarfice
that no human will ever have the strength to make.
Promises break and humans constantly demonstrate their true ways
when they are face with a sacrifice that they don’t want to make.
So moral of this is, Jesus is the way
to paradise.
Jesus love you so much that if you follow him
he will provide eternal life.
So another words this is relatable to your life
because love is more than romance
true love is about sacrifice.

 

Be sure to catch tomorrows post “I am in Love With My Seductive Next Door Neighbor(Part 2)” but please please read  Part 1

After tomorrow , it might be awhile until I upload my next post so I will be taking a short break after tomorrow so after tomorrow I will see you guys in

 

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April 

If You Want To Try A Challenge Then Read This Post

I am brave like a knight

for not being afraid

to walk the streets at night.

My best friend “Corey White”

loves to wear white.

I prefer black because

white gets dirty early.

My other friend “Earle Lee”

is trying to accomplish his dreams

like he is Martin,

but my other friend “Lawrence”

resembles the celebrity “Larenz Tate”

and thinks negative like the charge of electrons.

Gotta get him to come outta his shell

like he is a valence electron.

The day that happens, that moment

would be shocking like electric.

My other friend “Carmen”

loves southpark and her favorite character

is Eric Cartman

because he is off the wall like Denis Rodman

and Carmen will defend for her friends like Pippen

and my Scottie dog as well come to my friends defense

like an American army in ww2 helping Russia.

Plus as man I have girlfriend, I am gentle with her and I never try to rush her.

In the morning with her hands, she feels my Woodie poking through my sweats

and now she feels horny

and the mood is intense like a setting in a erotic story.

I’m excited like Andy playing with my Woodie.

I pull out the sex toys

but she grabbing the head of my penis

screaming out “fuck me”

I am gentle with her as she catch the strokes.

Rub her breast and I lightly start to choke

her as I pick up the speed of my strokes.

Giving her a workout, I’m sweating and the sweat from my forehead drips

all the way down to my sweats.

Her legs up in the air

while I’m whispering in her ear,

talking dirty while giving up

full custody of my kids

and I felt like a shitty parent

for being an alcoholic

instead of taking care of my kids.

Now I know about 90% of you reading this are confused or felt like you wasted your time reading this. Well you are lucky because I was going to make a riddle where I was going to make you fill in the blanks lol

But anyways this poem is a short story of me describing my four friends, my dog, and my girlfriend.

With my four friends and my dog, I’m either using a double entendre describing either their personality or their interest in things. With my girlfriend, I’m describing our sex scene between us using double entendres.

Now the way you must read this poem, every line connects with the line before and the line after one way or another but that’s on you to figure out. 🤔🤔

What is a Double Entendre

A double entendre is a literary device that can be defined as a phrase or a figure of speech that might have multiple senses, interpretations, or two different meanings, or which might be understood in two different ways.

Some examples of a double entendre

1)”My girlfriend knows not to ask me for a penny since I’m broke so a sniff of my cologne is the only way she will get a scent from me.

What does this mean? Scent means smell but as well scent and cent has the same sound so since I don’t have a penny maybe she can sniff my cologne because thats how she can get a scent from me. Remember a ” scent” and a “cent” is pronounced using the same sound.

2)”I told my girlfriend that salad is healthy so I will always eat it and I will never toss it.”

What does this mean? I love salad and salad is healthy so I’m talking about how I will never toss it in the garbage and as well I’m talking about how I will never eat my girlfriend’s ass all in the same line. Remember, toss the salad means to eat ass.

3)”My girlfriend wanna play tag but I am too tired and full to chase her since I just drank some hard liquor without a chaser.”

What does this mean? I just drank some liquor straight without a chaser. I didn’t add no pepsi, tropical juice which are examples of chasers. So the hard liquor got me drunk faster and I become to dizzy and sluggish to play tag and chase her. Remember the keywords “chase” and her” are only 1 syllable so I combined them and together made a 2 syllable word “chaser” .

4)”My girlfriend battle raps but I told her not to battle Remy Ma because Remy Ma will end my girlfriend’s career like Ja Rule’s and Remy Ma is willing to destroy it for only 50 cent

What does this mean? Remy Ma will destroy my girlfriend in a battle rap competition for only 50 cent. I use “50 cent” on purpose because 50 cent is all the money Remy Ma needs to battle and 50 cent is the rapper that destroyed Ja Rules career. Remember 50 cent in this line is refereed to as money and as a rapper.

Okay so now that you know what a double entendre is, re read the poem below slowly and see if you can make the connections.

I am brave like a knight

for not being afraid

to walk the streets at night.

My best friend “Corey White”

loves to wear white.

I prefer black because

white gets dirty early.

My other friend “Earle Lee”

is trying to accomplish his dreams

like he is Martin

but my other friend “Lawrence”

resembles the celebrity Larenz Tate

and thinks negative like the charge of electrons.

Gotta get him to come outta his shell

like he is a valence electron.

The day that happens, that moment

would be shocking like electric.

My other friend “Carmen”

loves southpark and her favorite character

is Eric Cartman

because he is off the wall like Denis Rodman

and Carmen will defend for her friends like Pippen

and my Scottie dog as well come to my friends defense

like an American army in ww2 helping Russia.

Plus as man I have girlfriend, I am gentle with her and I never try to rush her.

In the morning with her hands,she feels my Woodie poking through my sweats

and now she feels horny

and the mood is intense like a setting in a erotic story.

I’m excited like Andy playing with my Woodie.

I pull out the sex toys

but she grabbing the head of my penis

screaming out “fuck me”

I am gentle with her as she catch the strokes.

Rub her breast and I lightly start to choke

her as I pick up the speed of my strokes.

Giving her a workout I’m sweating and the sweat from my forehead drips

all the way down to my sweats.

Her legs up in the air

while I’m whispering in her ear,

talking dirty while giving up

full custody of my kids

and I felt like a shitty parent

for being an alcoholic

instead of taking care of my kids

Can you figure out what I mean by this line

“talking dirty while giving up

full custody of my kids

and I felt like a shitty parent

for being an alcoholic

instead of taking care of my kids”

This might be the most difficult line in the poem so comment below and tell me if you know what this means. I give you a hint, you might to use urban dictionary to figure the line out. If you figure it out, comment below what it means!

Also, for those of you that are lost and still don’t have a clue, just leave me a comment saying you need help and on my next post, I will upload a sound cloud recording break down this poem line by line.

For those of you that are double entendre experts lol, write me a difficult double entendre in the comment section for me to figure out 😎

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