I am

I’m the one who gets hurt too easy

That let’s others take advantage,

I am the girl that hangs by your side

Just to enjoy some “bumpy ride.”

Like a cookie without milk

I am dependent,

Not strong on my own

I would rather love a stranger than be alone.

I am a bird with no wings

Unable to fly,

With mind boggling feelings

Not afraid to die.

I am the whisper

In the night,

That grabs you and doesn’t let go

Because my biggest fear is being all on my own.

Random

You think you’re cute, that your stuff don’t stink

Jammin’ man to the rhythm of the beat,

“Raw,” Polly want a cracker “raw,” you a mink

On your diet, fresh meat, no your bread, wheat.

Crumpin’ Jumpin’ the beat is Bumpin’

Lebanese, dirty knees, tens across the board.

Bloody good work stunna, that rumps a rumpin’

“Rah” “Rah” Raging seas, insane, cut the rip cord.

I’m a wolf, where’s little red riding hood?

I’m a boss, get my money pronto

Where’s my daddy at, getting cash, could?

I get it crackin’ like a bad back, Alonzo.    

Haters hatin’ hard, lettem hate,

Throw them overboard, like bait.

I, too, am satisfied by it.

The way my tongue tingles,

Mind gratified

Contempt.

Warm biscuits glazed with honey

Wrapped to its finest delight,

Or a smile lively as the sun

Blinding my sight.

Traveling into space

Gliding past meteors and planets,

Adventuring on my way

With a spaceship and organics.

Love is a country road

Sometimes rocky, yet so bold,

Many emotions unexplained

Fuzzy feelings you attain.

Poems express words unsaid

From the gut, to heart, to head

Poetry isn’t a must but delight

To hear words make a gloomy day bright.

Eye

Blue represents the ocean’s curling waves

Wandering your mind,

The crashing of the water hitting the rocks

While the full moon takes its toll.

Pain lingers in your eyes

As if a bomb hit desert ground,

Causing streaks

Of  destruction.

Love can cause desperation

Unfurnished rooms, dusty air,

Eyes glisten with a heavenly power

Clouds take over and eyes start to shower

Going home to say farewell

Your eyes still adventure on,

Life is portrayed through

Your eyes.

That Lonely, Little Fish

The smallest fish lies in the sea

Shy from all the others,

The whales stand above her, looking down

She runs and hides for cover.

She hides herself from the outside world afraid of what others might think

This little fish needs to learn to swim

So that one day she won’t sink

She is just a little fish

In a big fishes world,

And that is all she’ll ever be until she finds her true identity.

Meeting at Night    

By Robert Browning 

The gray sea and the long black land; 

And the yellow half-moon large and low: 

And the startled little waves that leap 

In fiery ringlets from their sleep, 

As I gain the cove with pushing prow,

And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand. 

 

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach; 

Three fields to cross till a farm appears; 

A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch 

And blue spurt of a lighted match,

And a voice less loud, through joys and fears, 

Than the two hearts beating each to each!

What if?

What if?

What if my heart sped with aching beats?

What if your love was an uttered speech?

What if I died to save your life?

Would it be a type of strife?

What if I proclaimed my love for you?

Would your lips, soft and lovely, move for my every beck and call?

What if you said no?

It would be like placing a sharp knife against my throat.

So dull and lonely I sit and cry for a touch, a lingering echo of your voice,

What if bodies said yes but the mind said no,

What if?

I see blood all around, the tears streaming down my face,

Everything is done now.

You do not have to choose my love anymore,

What if you said you love me too?

Would this trouble be a waste?

It’s way too late darkness has come,

I want to turn back, what if you said yes?

What if?