This is another form of a “Hello”, Miss.
I want you to accept and cherish this.
These moments are valuable heaven sent.
Any ignorance behind it is irrelevant.
Your mind is so intelligent.
You beauty is beyond elegant.
You’re picture perfect with excellence!
Originality is a five star type rating.
You went from a girl to a fine lady.
The Color, The shape, The curves.
The description is nothing but words.
You listen then you talk.
Am I looking or do I stalk?
I just feel so entrapped.
I’m just locked in.
Your beauty got me trapped.
Stunned, I think I found the one
I’m struggling with heaven because I’m still in hell.
Trying to escape but the pressure is the strongest I ever felt.
Hell seems like the most common life I try not to follow the trend.
My outer appearance looks different than what’s within.
I’m actually greater than the being wearing this skin.
Eyes looking back, with a piercing attack.
Gambling with my life but don’t want to bet on black
I don’t care for this life, I’m just trying get my old self back.
I’m stuck in neverland, I lost my soul like Peter Pan’s did his shadow.
Charlene! (My Soul Twin) help me win this battle.
From Christian to Christian,
Do we get in where we can fit in?
Is it best to hide in a crowd and pretend?
So, we won’t be singled out or lose and any friends.
I question my action wondering, Is This Me?
The only version in a mirror I can see.
Covering up my **** with clothes embarrassing to be.
The real I.
The nice, sweet and generous guy.
Actually that’s still me!
No matter the circumstances I’ll still smile even if it kills me.
I try to **** them with kindness no need for violence.
I just tend to wear a heavy coat and try to hide it.
But it’s who I am I wear my strength like Samson.
My Joy can’t be taken away or feel abandoned.
I guess it’s the light in me, the only version of Christ in me.
The only thing that keeps me going in the darkest areas.
Just so I can see...Do you agree?
I’m trying to reconnect to a certain line.
I contacted the operator but they couldn’t find.
The individual that I’m trying to reach.
In my dreams is the only visual so incomplete.
I have the description of an image without a name.
My dreams usually tease me, I play no games.
I can’t get in control, the dreams are usually the same.
A person in the mist, the image nearly missed.
I wake up happy and at times I’m nearly ******.
My dreams is stuck between my past and future
When that moment occurs it will feel like deja vu with humor.
Ha!, that moment couldn’t occur much sooner!
I’ll just wait until then....who knows when...
To the people of my past you’re truly missed.
My memory is intact and moments I cannot forget.
Good or Bad life is full of twists.
But yet time is continuous it can’t be dismissed.
On my bad days I may have wished you didn’t exist.
I kept out of touch and kept my distance.
Facebook occurred then my searches was persistent.
Looking for clues that I had a past with you.
Just a glance maybe there’s a second chance.
That I can reunite the friendship between us two.
This message is to my friend Tab.
Your always thought of almost like the best friends I have.
I hope you remember our past and don’t forget the fun we had.
Even if we’re living different lives and hardly crossing paths.
I guess have no choice to wait until the next time we chat.
I’m patient enough, I have enough time to clean up some stuff.
As I’m creating this it’s like I’m forming a picture from a paintbrush.
I hope you got the clue because our past lived it through.
College life in art class is where I met you.
I saw many images but being friends with you was the best view.
I’m sorry back then I wasn’t getting the hint.
Oblivious to signs even if it was assigned to I.
I need to express myself even if this a public view.
I figured this is the only way I can get to you.
I used messenger and texted- No Answer.
I know we stopped talking but we were still cool though.
Maybe this poem is a far reach and I’m just trying to say hi.
I’m in California as I’m creating this and looking at the sky
At the moment the sun is setting I guess its going to be a goodbye...
Have a goodnight and eventually we’ll speak it’s not urgent everything is alright.
I hate to see a broken heart crumbled to pieces.
The more the person hurts the more the pain increases.
We love life, but what it’s worth? and What does it teaches?
Sometimes the pain is unbearable which leaves you speechless.
Asking for help so you call on Jesus.
Pray for a recovery and to strengthen this weakness.
Because you know you’re stronger than your present self.
Trying to forget the current troubles and leave it in the past.
A broken heart and a polluted mind, how long will this last?
You love yourself yet you feel so harassed.
Thinking too much of the problem just another waste of time.
Grab that glass pour some liquor or wine.
Trying to drown the sorrow and say you’re fine.
If you’re not yourself then the intoxicated version of you wouldn’t mind.
Just give it time....Just give it time..
People think I have nothing to talk about.
But yet I stay chatting up a storm with a cloudy mind.
Thinking about situations between yours to mines.
I truly want to speak but instead I write on lines.
This is an example, a sample, as I’m scrabbling my signs.
My mind sometimes be calm or tangled in vines.
This is a new beginning another intro to a rhythmic rhyme.
At the moment I’m nothing doing anything I can spare my time.
I’ve been back and forth coast to coast but I’m doing fine.
At one moment I was going to put down the pen and resign.
But I notice members posting poetry I figured “why shouldn’t I?”
Get in tune with the groove, I found a new beat that opened my mind.
So I decided to take this opportunity, why not open my eyes?
I’m tired of being lazy I rather stand up, so I rise.
I figured I’m already driving I can enjoy this ride.
No navigation needed I use a beat as my guide.
Enthusiastic about these radio waves coming near you.
If you can’t feel it, then it should be coming soon.
Until then you can wait...
But it’s best if you can Get in Tuned.
Before I was reaching for the sky trying to make it through.
You should see me now i’m starting to make it through.
Traveling the country in a semi-truck looking at amazing views.
I’ll try to stick with my talents and pile new ones on.
Because the sky is the limit and what’s new never felt wrong.
Nerves may kick in but it’s only there to make me strong.
If life was easy it wouldn’t feel long.
But I cherish every second and take notes.
Because every inch I step could lead me down another road.
You must understand the basics.
If you need to read the instructions.
Please do, I’m trying make this clear for you.
I want you to see out this one clear view.
The only window I’m supplying and it’s near you.
So, don’t be lazy, i get it you’ve been a little spacey.
Dealing with your own problems lately.
An understanding gentleman knows.
Yes! I know the way life suddenly goes.
Watching the seasons as the weather flows.
From Winter to the fall.
Sometimes complication occurs we can’t have it all.
Sometimes it’s best to sit & watch as it blows on by.
Remember all them happy times before you cry.
Let me get back to the basics suddenly I lost sight.
Again! Please read the instructions before you begin.
Things might seem complicated the further you get in.
Especially if your learning about me.
This brick wall been up for a while..I’m so sorry
Held my Captain America Shield up to protect my body
Harmful play towards my mind from somebody.
I rather not say any names but many has copied.
They followed through and kept it on repeat.
Sometimes returned for more fun and kept the receipt.
I just want you to learn The Basics as I speak.
If your cool, then I’m cool, and I’ll welcome you as we greet.
If you understand what I’ve been through then follow me.
When Beauty comes around sometimes you just have Stop and Admire it. You never know when you’ll see it again.
I want to talk to you half of me say, “I shouldn’t” and the other half say, “I should”.
I’ll just be patient until my mind say, “I could”
-Aaron L. Osgood
I could be your type! Depending on what flavor do you like?
I like to play games but not with your mind or heart. I’m talking video games, I’m ready to start!
I’m a mystery and A special person..if only I could specify.
I’m just Me and in Love with a Beautiful Lady
I usually tell myself, “it’s okay”.
I’m going to put down the pen, take a little break.
Just like my drawing pencil, another little mistake.
This can’t be erased! I wasn’t thinking with my head.
I loved grabbing that pencil, sketches full of lead.
One day I’ll get back to it.
I usually tell myself, “it is what it is”.
Look towards the next entertainment, just like a kid.
I constantly move as I breathe.
If there’s something I don’t like I won’t sit still I’ll probably leave.
I always say, “I’m going to take a break from writing poetry”.
Theses words constantly be roaming me.
Another thought from my brain, knowingly.
I’m letting you in, so you can notice me.
To know why sometimes I’m here then I’m not.
Every day I usually have poetry on the spot.
Like Erica said, I have too much up my sleeve!
I just don’t write about life, things you wouldn’t believe.
My imagination exceeds and I have thoughts I need to achieve.
If only people can see what I see.
Maybe I should take a break from me.
Erica is a another talent artist. Friends with her on fb and joined her poetry group.
I finally found that closed door open.
Bright lights as I walk through hoping.
For a different me from what I’ve been showing.
The silence me is what people been knowing.
Now, I want others to know my voice!
Spoken or unspoken poetry, I have a choice!
I believe the inner me wants to make some noise.
The enemy tried to steal my joy.
I’ve been silence since I was a little boy.
I grew up with a loving family, so I didn’t need to be.
I guess I was just saving me from me.
I figured living life this way will be easy.
The simplest things would please me.
I had no opinion, no option, or no vision.
But it didn’t matter because my story was already written...
I just want to speak to you.
Can I get one moment of your time?
I just need me to see you.
I just need you to see me.
I know sometimes it’s not easy.
I just want this one moment to last.
But I know the images of me.
Brings up the bad moments of your past.
I just want to say sorry.
Although history can repeat.
It usually does..no matter how discreet.
Things can still to the surfaces above.
I’m thinking of you too much.
And the mistakes that were made.
But I’m also missing your touch.
Almost by days: like yesterday and today.
Tomorrow could be a different story.
But I still think about you always.
I won’t go into details.
But I shouldn’t raise my _.
I feel sorry where it landed.
It should of firmly planted.
If it was me instead of you.
I would of never withstand it.
So, now I understand it...Why.
You left me without a goodbye.
Then again you just left.
Without a single text.
I started with a Hello...
I got silence in return
I guess your wondering what’s next..
I guess your still feeling hurt..
I’m Sorry (it’s not just words)
I’m Sorry (I really mean it when your hurt)
I’m Sorry (I should thought of my action first)
I’m so so Sorry.
I put my self in scenario’s. I’m a romantic type of guy. I cause no pain.
Don’t be a Yes Man.
Looking at yourself less than.
Take some time and Invest in.
Look at yourself in that reflection.
Just look at yourself!
What is your worth and what is your wealth?
You should think of you first and no one else.
You have the tools to repair you
No one else can see your past in their rear view.
The present is near you.
Your future should be in a clear view.
Dust yourself off you’re not done yet.
You didn’t lose but you haven’t won yet.
No matter how low the sun gets!
Seriously, you’re not done yet.
Take a hold of your life be in charge.
Don’t forget remember who you really are.
Even when the night falls and you see the stars.
I know you don’t like to feel the pain.
You wear long sleeve to cover your arms.
It’s not visible but I can still see them scars.
Your hurting within but you don’t care.
Because the real you isn’t there.
The real you is aware but could not bare.
The stupidity that you impaired.
You say, “I’m not dumb this is me!”.
Since the day of your birth I disagree.
Since the beginning we all had a choice.
We were developing as babies.
Even if we couldn’t speak yet with our voice.
Somewhere along the line you got off course.
And you changed your mind.
You left your only lonely self behind.
Then that Yes Man person was assigned.
I just want to say don’t be a Yes Man.
It’s not over you have a lot more Time.
I was waiting to get my starter dreads done. When I heard my stylist telling us her son is a Yes Man. And how his wife gets everything her way.
Don’t be a Yes Man.
You better start guessing.
You could make a choice.
Don’t let every lady steal your voice.
Your that person chillin in the back seat.
Yes! It’s relaxing, until you become obsolete.
You’ll feel less important...not complete.
All this Randomness is my brain babbling.
Emotions keeps traveling like candy wrappers unraveling.
I’m not even on a high but I’m steady battling.
My chains keep rattling cause I’m steady staggering.
I need to get up and move.
I need to get out this mood.
I’m a chill, laidback, gaming type of dude.
I’m a real, can relate that, explaining type of dude.
I don’t steal, I state facts, I reveal me. (you hate that.)
It won’t **** me, As long as i’m still me. (you can’t take that.)
The brain just can’t stay focus.
Thanks to these random thoughts.
My words is never bogus.
Only one time I felt a little hopeless.
Like I had a need to be.
I wasn’t seen or even noticed.
I never thought my highest level would be my lowest.
Now I’m telling you as a poet sticking with the motions.
How tides come in..the water of the ocean.
Like the rhythm of a wizard that uses a potion.
There’s a type of pulse that quivers or shake.
The brain tries adjust to the movement of the quake.
Sometimes that one movement is all it takes.
You could ruin your life with too many mistakes...
Here I am again in this same ol’ spot.
Same ol’ clothes with the same ol’ watch.
Same type of smile, I keep smirking a lot.
Call me busy cause I keep on working a lot.
Trying to get what you have, what I don’t got!
It’s not a lot but I want it all
People say Dream Big.
I guess I keep on dreaming too small.
I was bent on reality it took a lot out of me.
I took a breather and changed my velocity
Obviously, to focus on my goals and think positivity.
I’m on the phone trying reach you
I keep hearing the ringing sound.
It’s you that I want to speak to.
You’re the only one I need to.
My interest is limited
But you are my benefits
Especially when my health is in need.
You’re the only one that wants me to succeed.
More ringing in my ear
For now it’s seems to be clear.
If you’re not answering
Then your not even there.
I wish you pick up the phone
“Please leave a message after the tone!”
“Hello, I haven’t spoke to you in a while. Alright, maybe it hasn’t been a while but with these days being long it feels like it.. “
I called because I wanted to hear your voice.
Speak upon some things
Give this silence a little noise
But all I got is rings.
Now I’m speaking through this voicemail.
Because hearing you is not allowed.
But now I have a choice to tell you.
What I’m thinking about.
I just want to listen and put you on repeat.
I just want to lay down and hear you speak.
I just want one word, two words, or even three.
I just want to hear you speak, I just to hear YOU!
Maybe you’ll like.
May be your type.
If the temperature is rising
Maybe your hyped.
I think I’m hyped too.
I think I like you.
It’s you that I choose.
Let’s be together not loose.
Tighter is better.
Like money is cheddar.
Sunny is the weather.
The truth in my words.
Like a feather of a bird.
Might be light but it takes flight.
Do you like how I write?
Do you see better at night?
Do you think the sun is bright?
Question, Question, Question...
These suggestion I ingest them for lesson.
I can’t wait till the next session
I eat them for breakfast.
This is my confession..I ushered them.
This is my profession and I’m loving them
I need to leave an impression in.
The time I took...I invested in.
And hope you’d be interested in..
I Love how My Love show Me Love.
I must be doing the right things.
Thank You God! To the heaven’s above.
I’m here on the ground gravity is holding me down.
Paired with the right partner, no loneliness found.
We’re not always together but I love when she’s around.
Remember when I said, “What is life without juice?”.
I should of said, “What’s life without you?”.
I’m in love with your presence and when you hold me boo!
Nine years full of lesson who would of only knew.
That I would be still holding you and you onto me.
No suffocation! You help me breath.
I love it when you’re right next to me.
Please hold me closer and hold me tight.
I wish this moment can last from the A.M. through the night.
Because loving you never felt so right..Nice!
How can I testify I can’t even touch the sky
I’m drowning in my sorrow sinning for days.
I try not to be a sinner always.
But I’m trying to follow ya’ll ways.
Because if I’m not of this earth I’m a stubborn fool.
I played the game and I followed the rules.
Three years in and I finished school.
With an Associate Degree, I thought ya’ll would honor me or maybe follow me.
I started making different moves.
Followed my own path but y’all disapproved.
We been friends for a long time I thought we were cool.
It’s me Aaron! I’m still that same old dude.
Funny little kid, I guess it is what it is.
Now, I have to decide how I’m going to handle my biz
At this moment we can only admire
But often wish we were admired
Talking to my GF/Future
Please come get me before I run out.
Because it’s summer time and the sun’s out.
Good weather but I don’t like the heat though.
I don’t even like the freezing cold.
The degrees be counting down below zero.
Bur! It’s cold girl let me warm you up.
Since, I saved you can I be your hero?
Whenever you need me call I’ll be here yo.
I am super but I can’t fly in the air though.
I like how you look but we’re better as a pair though.
If you have a broken heart I got the emergency kit.
To repair it.
Listen to my words even if it’s hard to hear it!
I’m sorry, I had to put pressure on your wound.
If you’re unhappy you will heal very soon.
Just give me some time you’ll be immune.
I’m all done now I’m changing this tune...
Let’s travel the world pick a place that’s exquisite.
Let’s enjoy the scenery, the food and the visit.
Take in the culture, like how I have interest in you.
Watch how you dance let’s see how you move.
The music is so beautiful my heart is amused.
I’m in the groove and cannot refused it.
The rhythm is a bomb I cannot defuse it.
Let’s just dance till the morning comes.
Till the night breaks and we see the sun.
To whomever this may concern,
I’m glad you clicked on my poem.
It’s time to read my words and maybe learn.
About me and how my mind works.
Now about me, everything on this page is me.
I may put myself in scenarios in order to see.
The feeling, The pain, The realness, The strain.
Your world and My world may not be the same.
But I can imagine like no picture in a frame.
That same blank canvas sold millions it’s insane.
I hope to read your poems and see how you became.
What lit that fire? and How you put out your flame?
If you had any problems with life. How you overcame them?
How would you explain them?
In your poetry, what title did you name them?
My memories is going in and out like a daze.
The brain is complicated like a maze.
Yet intriguing in so many ways.
Images come and go, some usually stays.
I went from young to old so many days.
Time, I would never thought to embrace.
So much pain is written on these chains.
Only little change could really be explained.
Maintain and preserve the brain remains
Explain the nerves that’s surrounding my veins?
Maybe I’ll just refrain that question it pertains.
Locked in my skull where my brain is contained.
Art is not just Art when I was with you.
Compassions could of started and kept burning through.
I understand you had to step back.
I sometimes wonder “what if?” and
do I regret that.
Just a thought.
Love me like you want to be loved.
Hug me like you miss me, not a simple touch.
Kiss me with passion, no role playing action.
I need more than an expression with these attractions.
Look at me for more than a moment, not just a sudden glance.
Stare at me for a while until I’m in a trance.
A little romance can cure this distance.
Why am I only putting in effort and persistence?
I can feel the change, not like when we met.
We took a chance • We made a bet
Our relationship will be the best it won’t be wrecked.
Just a Tale
I know someone is feeling this way
Write to me as I always write to you.
Express your feelings and your mind.
I remember those special moments, those special times.
We exchanged notebooks full of our thoughts.
Writings of life, love, sorrow, and secrets.
The pain of every word wasn’t your fault.
Even when blank pages left you speechless.
To me that’s still poetry just story in your head.
Like artist that sold blank canvas for millions instead.
I remember the times you weren’t in school.
Thinking about the moments of our past.
I continued to write poetry and waited for those moments to pass.
Until the day I would see you at my locker or seating in class.
I did not ask, “where have you been?”
I only cherish the moments that would last.
You’re so precious to me and those memories.
Poetry is sometimes full of love and intimacy.
Well at least that’s how I felt in a daze only for you.
I am sorry for the lonely days you went through.
Now i understand why...
Of those Absent days in school.
Keira is my Absent Poetry
My high school friend
I remember I wrote 36 poems to you in one notebook. Fun Times
Let’s dig deep into that topic no one wants to speak of.
At the end of this discussion let’s see who will show me love.
Here comes the blacks, the hoodlums, and the thugs.
The scums of this earth the rodents, and the bugs.
Always on the street corner selling them drugs.
They look at me like I’m a criminal lower than the minimum.
Keeping me stuck in my ways for days to years.
I go to work and come home look at my wage with tears.
There’s no way i’m getting out of here.
I’m not going to fall, I stand tall and never fear.
Even in my darkest days i’m never scared.
So, let them stare, I’ll shrug my shoulders like I don’t care.
I can face any battles I’m well prepared.
But why must I explain myself!
I am a citizen, with a good behavior, and well disciplined.
I went school and graduated, education is my insulin.
Things happen in life back when I had a mission then.
Now, I’m just one out of many men.
Who gets abused, misused, by my own American rules.
Where is this freedom? Let Me Be!
Like there’s no one else left but me.
We are the same, the skin is where you don’t agree.
My complexion is the only way you notice me.
So I don’t need a name, your target is aimed.
The feeling is mutual but it wasn’t always the same.
My friend has a baby and she's crying on the phone
She called me up in the park sitting all alone
Telling me about her problems as I'm writing this poem
Not every family show love to their child yet we still complain
About not having everything we wanted we can't relate the pain
A young girl thought her family loved her then a baby came
The baby smiled when he notice the family but don't feel the change
He's too young to understand life as things evolve it's never the same
Now the young girl became a young mother and her mother is ashamed
The young mother has a lot on her brain her son, the struggle, and a lot of blame
Life seems to get heavy if you can't release the stress
If you decide to commit suicide then you failed the test
The young mother is planning to leave with her baby from the nest
Everyday she's talked down in ways i didn't believe
Her mother told her the life she's living now she wont achieve
The things the young mother told me now I see why she has to leave
Since I'm a good friend like no other I actually care
I pushed my problems to the side and told her I'll be there
She never cried on the phone with me before so I had to go
I washed up, put my clothes on, and walked out the door
We chilled, We talked, We Walked back and forth
She took me on a journey of her life from then to now
I don't know how she could still breath...the pain she allowed
A strong young woman with a beautiful son....
I wrote this for a friend in the 2010. Then she realized she was pregnant and sometimes family don’t agree. I have not spoken to her in a while.
This was copied from fb page.
Let me love you right as a friend.
Let me hold you tight.
Give a kiss goodnight towards the end.
Wake up to that morning light
My female friends said my heart is like gold.
A caring perfection never controlled.
This a story never foretold
Express your problems never untold.
I’m here to help you carry that load.
Take your time as I hold your hand.
Because I’m DatGuy an Understanding Gentleman.
Your conscience is saying “Let him in”.
I’ll give all my trust...it won’t hurt.
Take the time to readjust...please insert.
I’m giving you a meal before dessert.
This is real..deal or no deal.
Like the game show with Howie.
I know your wondering DatGuy “how is he?”
“Why is he so attractively getting too attached to me.”
I always say I have an old soul so classically.
Like a musical masterpiece.
I’m just here because I had to be.
Your just here because you had to see.
I want you to believe not every male.
Would lie or tell-a-tale towards a female.
There’s only a few very passionate.
This is true no need to imagine it...
I want you to understand me.
As a friend no make believe or pretend.
That I’m here for you until the day we end.
Right now let’s enjoy this Day as it Begins..
I’m just metaphorical speaking
I meant writing..I’m actually typing though.
There’s something I want you to know...
I decided to reopen that attic door.
It was suppose to be open many times before.
I went up them stairs frighten and scared.
Wood started creaking, Voices were speaking.
Unpleasant feeling triggers all in head.
Feels like a threat but I ignore them instead.
All these old friends that I neglected.
I’m just a person “why would they be affected?”
Due to abandonment layers of dust had collected.
Decided to handle it I knew problems be expected.
My back turned is not an exception.
Time to clean up my messes.
Sometimes you wonder should I really go through a door that I should or shouldn’t open. Some doors are best left closed. Don’t want to reopen old wounds or problems. Cause further pain or it could turn out to be happiness. You know my problems is I want to be cool with everyone. Or have everyone to be cool with me. But usually in life a bad friend or even an ex should be left alone. That doors should not be open. The past will come up eventually in the conversation. Why have that feeling of awkwardness either you’ll have it or the opposite person will. Then that door is closed once again. I guess if that person dies I don’t want to begin again with a goodbye.
Let’s take a stroll down memory lane.
When you was my babe and I was your guy.
Wearing matching colors, yeah we was so fly.
Kicks stayed fresh.
As we Expressed.
How Clean We dressed.
No Dirt on mine.
Nike Air Force Ones.
Freshness takes time.
Those moments I sure miss mines.
Just you and I.
Let’s take a stroll down memory lane.
When we saw each other recently
You thought the same.
Missing me interesting.
I saw that look in your eyes.
Caught by surprise.
You gave me a hug.
Then we said our Hello & Hi’s.
As our blood pressure rise.
Overexcited we couldn’t hide it.
I tried to play it cool like how I talk.
I tried to play it smooth just how I walk.
I guess I couldn’t hide it.
Too much excitement.
Let’s take a stroll down memory lane.
On a social media website we met.
We didn’t know each other but we took a bet.
Exchanged information we were almost a like.
You were more successful but it was you that I liked.
I got to know the person you are even from afar.
Like when I look up to the sky at the stars.
I used to wonder where you are.
Because I wanted to be next to you.
My particular interest was you.
I took that long trip on a bus.
So no more space can get between us.
No more time will intervene us.
They should of seen us.
I met your mom, your little brother, and niece.
Your older sister passed away R.I.P. silently.
You gave me a tour of your life which now is the past.
I understood the situation and the moment we had.
Yes! I’m To Blame. I decided to end it.
The distance was driving me insane.
After spending time with you it wasn’t the same..
Those memory lanes!
It makes us who we are today.
Imagine that your mine.
I want to share my time
To let you know your beauty is divine.
Complexion of your skin to them detail lines.
Head to your toes even the back of your spine.
Oh them curves is, what’s the word miss?
She said I’m so observant and gave me a kiss.
The taste of your lips is sweet as wine.
So elegantly bliss my hands on your hips.
Holding your sides like I’m measuring your width.
In my mind wondering “how many inches is this?”.
Lost track of my focus..back to them lips.
The longer we kiss the stronger my grip gets.
It feels so good I hate to dismiss this.
I have to check this one off my Wish List.
I’m starting to fall in love with this chick.
Must I mention this is just a vision.
I can’t go no further.
Because I can’t make a decision.
I told this girl she’s beautiful and.
I believe I am suitable man.
The feeling could be mutual.
She’s a cutie too, but what to do?
Sit back and look at that pretty view.
Like the skyline in a city view.
A Memorizing thought I’m missing you.
A Disappearing thought me kissing you.
But that never happened a little mismatching.
Special attraction causes a chain reaction.
So let me imagine this trend is a fashion.
No excuses to expressing my actions.
My type of caring is carelessly.
Too Gentleman like I must need therapy.
I apologize if your man show jealousy.
I will step back farewell to you and me.
Showed you part two and this is three.
There may be a four and five.
If this poem explores everyones mind.
And gets enough views to survive.
I leave it to you to decide.
I speak the truth over any lies.
I like that you view my poems with your beautiful eyes.
Just an Intro
If you want to talk I don’t mind listening to you.
I’ll return with pointers and different views.
You can refuse this option that I just introduced.
I just want to warn you..I speak the truth
You can approve or disapprove.
I will still be that type of person you need.
What would you really lose?
All of yourself you can keep.
I just need you tell me a small percentage of your life.
And I will give you my full attention and advice.
Much needed supplement the feeling is nice.
I wanted to see how part one do.
To see if I should post “Understanding Gentleman 2”
I’m stuck in between the two.
Trying figure out what to do.
I want to live this life on earth.
But I know the results of it’s worth.
Things happen I’m human right.
Then I should have human rights.
Live during the day and sleep at night
Yolo as a guidance tool.
No one never provided tools
The doctor never recited rules.
As a baby...I was born.
This huge world I was invited to.
I couldn’t wait to see what I can do.
But now I’m sitting here writing to you.
Years passed it has gone by quick.
Polaroid photograph just an instant click.
Images of my past I’m stuck with it.
But I don’t regret the facts.
Nor can I get that time back..
The other half of me wants live right.
Walked out of darkness and found light.
I wasn’t a witness but I found Christ
In me is so bright because of his sacrifice.
His life for mines and now we’re entwine.
I have a new goal reassigned.
My soul is anew redesigned.
I don’t need to look back..no rewind.
A different me attached now I’m kind.
This is not a joke, a show, or an act.
No threads with needles...reattached.
Like the shadow of Peter Pan.
But this is not a make-believe.
I’m just a human made to see.
The world that God has made for me.
Made for us because “In God We Trust”
That’s what the American dollar say.
Currency is just money and we disobey.
It gives us what we need instantly so we pay.
With an impatient thief there’s no delay.
No matter how much crime weighs.
Do it everyday like it’s okay.
No ones perfect and neither is I.
I’m not getting anywhere..goodbye.
At the end of the day this bed is what I need.
To relax my body and to relax my feet.
To relax my mind and to help me sleep.
This bed is like home base.
When I was young playing hide-n-seek.
Sometimes in the morning this bed I don’t want to leave.
But I know when I return home it’s waiting for me
You look real intelligent, pretty, and elegant.
Better than a diamond, ruby, sapphire, or any element.
If you want to be taken out I am a specialist.
I will truly be carefullest it’s almost definite.
I meant I am one hundred percent positive.
You can only take my word & my trust not the opposite.
Sorry there’s no evidence my past is irrelevant.
Mistakes were made I’m a new development.
Someone you can settle with an Understanding Gentleman.
I’m very observant and pay attention to details.
I have a working life Monday to Friday.
When the weekend comes I’m going to do it my way.
I get focus as put on NBA 2K.
I’m going to start my career today.
On this game my player will reach fame.
Wishing I was him...a star.
Not sure when in reality I will do the same.
Imagine me with fresh kicks, fresh clothes, and a chain.
Carry more paper bills than I do change.
I’ll switch the game and not complain
Time to relax and kick my feet back.
Turn on GTA try to raise up them stacks.
Run up the streets and prepare to attack.
This is my therapy I don’t need no feedback.
I mostly like open world games...
At the moment I play The Division 2.
When my best friend is home.
We look for enemies we have to shoot.
Finding items for protection even boots.
I guess what attracts me is the high tech gadgets.
I need them on those high level.
Very intense action my lady comes I ignore her distraction.
I take my headset off and have her repeat what she was asking.
I may be a Gamer but My Lady still come first.
In person i walk around very quietly.
When I write it’s nonviolently.
I’m not that type of writer that wants to ****,
steal, or destroy.
My momma raised me as a holy boy.
Now I am a man and I seen too many thing which I still don’t understand.
I try to have fun with my friends at night.
But I’m not trying to get caught in no gun fight.
“No weapon formed against me shall prosper”.
If it’s my time to go then I will accept it.
This not my life even though I’m living it.
I can’t reject my God.
Only respect my God.
With him I can defeat my odds.
Let’s Take A Moment to Celebrate Mother’s Day.
Although I keep hearing everyday is a celebration that’s true.
Everyday my Mother never stop loving me.
How about you?
From the day I was born to how I’m living now.
I thank God that my Mother’s strong and still around.
I miss my Mother’s Mother (my grandma) without a doubt.
R.I.P. Myrtle C. Pringley the moments we had is still with me.
Motion pictures to still memories I still press play.
I remember grandma after you passed in my dreams you visited me.
In my dreams you gave me a ride home and told me you were okay.
The odd thing is where I live now.
When you were alive you didn’t know where I stayed.
So it’s not a hidden memory that was misplaced.
Thank You God and my Grandmother for a blessing daughter.
Thank You God for always having your angels around her.
Even when she didn’t know of your presence.
No matter which path she followed God had engraved.
How and the 5 W’s the day she would get saved.
I remember the day she was introduce to LOJ.
From then to now she still walks his way.
Following the Holy road to heaven.
The only road to heaven and covered in his presence.
I really didn’t mean to write this long.
But I guess I wanted to express exactly where I came from.
Tamara (my lady) always say my Mother and I is exactly alike.
So I get a little glimpse of what her life was like.
I don’t mind if we’re alike because my Mother I love.
Than You God and Grandmother from the heavens above.
To: Lauren C. Osgood (I Love You Always)
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
This could be the only one or more to come