Stop rushing into situations
Start to contemplate before it starts brewing.
Start looking at their intentions.
Stop only looking at what they're doing.
Start giving love, too big to measure.
Stop seeing a lustful fixation.

Start. No wait Stop!... THINK...
Is it really genuine?
Or is it because of the makeup and foundation?
Start praying for someone to love you in the good or bad, no matter the weather...
Stop seeking for someone to fill your greedy tank that runs on flirtation.
Start putting the pieces back together...
Stop breaking hearts by failing expectations...

He bought her a daffodil from the 7th street
walking downtown rushing to get home
the front porch was filled with the smell of smoked meat

He put the freshly bought flower on the side
where the other kinds sat still and look nice
they prepared the table and sat aswell
dinner at front yard was their shenanigan

Little did they know; the daffodil notices them
a happy couple without any problem
the flower grew while they took care of it
with love and attention like it's a kid

Few years has gone by
the couple often held serious fights
their front yard looked dull and dry
the daffodil felt sad but kept on blooming bright

She left him and flew away
He stayed with the daffodil and water them everyday
but one day he left; just like the girl he loved left home
the daffodil felt lonely, but kept on growing as it stand alone

It was January 1st... So far as I can recall.
When I fell in love with a woman I met at the mall
My mother had me patiently standing in a line, while she shopped for other things.
15 minutes went by... Then another thirty... As I hoped for something better that this New Year could bring.

I received a tap on my shoulder,
I thought it was my mother as I turned over.
However, I saw a woman in her mid twenties.
As I gazed upon her she said "Hi, my name is Jenny".
She was so beautiful, like waking up to a morning sunrise.
The view was so bright with beauty, I had to rub my eyes.
We exchanged stories with laughs and smiles.
Until we forgot we had been in line for A good while.
It seemed our talk would spark something promissory.
Until another man came into the story.
Maybe it was her brother, or probably just a friend.
Tragically, in this specific occasion it was her boyfriend.
So now it is a memory to laugh at and recall.
The day I fell in love with a woman I met at the mall.

Thank him for the highs
Thank him for the lows
Thank him for the yes
Thank him for the no's
Thank him when I'm happy
Thank him when I'm sad
Thank him in the good
Thank him in the bad
Thank him for his tests
Thank him for his love
Thank him for his truth
Thank him for his patience above
Thank Him for my story
Thank him for my triumph
Thank him for every morning...


Thank you God for blessing me with another day.

Unconditionally giving the gift of life boldly.
Until selfishly chopped and diced like poultry.
Easily replaced by another.
Only to be recycled.

The best kind of love
Is when it's given away...

Dear Society,
You have created...

A state of mind
Say you love someone,
But show no actions.
Say you Want to be successful,
But sleeping is enjoyable and work is a dissatisfaction.

A state of mind
Where people are powerful in the physical,
But are puny mentally.
Where Parents don't want their kids to follow their path,
Yet their actions make them watch their kids pay the same penalty.

We can still change and create...

A state of mind
Where we don't find problems,
But we create solutions.
Where is laziness is not an option,
Because winning is the only resolution.

A state of mind
That stands strong in trouble,
By conforming the body to its will.
That helps people in time of need,
And refuses to lead them downhill.

A state of mind
That loves to give to others.
One that hates to damage and pollute.
A society that is truly genuine,
And only speaks the truth.

Sincerely,
A youth concerned about his generation

Summer your not replying to my text messages, where you at?
April just said her rainy days are over and Mr. May has already come back.
Ms. Daisy and her ladies have sprung forward.
So please stop playing around and come on over.

Summer your not answering my calls its an emergency, my friend needs a vitamin D donor!
Plus all of your seasonal friends have gone bipolar!

I woud like to go outside with you in peace,
but thunder and lighting keep me inside until they're finished making beats.
Everyday I look at my phone and sigh.
Why you wont answer I don't  know why.
But it's getting late so tomorrow please

Summer... Reply...!

I came only to watch one person eyes open and peeled.
The Blonde Bombshell was her name and O, what power did she wield!
One look and the explosion of her beauty could soften any heart of steel.
I knew nothing of softball besides the name,
but the blonde pitcher inspired me to change my game.
As I watched she seemed nervous on the softball mound.
Her first few pitches practically never left the ground.
The game continued and she pitched better in each inning.
Each throw as beautiful as she was and secured her team in winning.
She looked more confident as she began to smile.
Sending each batter back to the bench crying like a child.
As I prepared to leave I waved my farewell.
To a blonde beauty who looked and pitched exceptionally and gracefully well.