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Benedict Menda Nov 2014
travel, make yo
travel, make your mind grow, let your eyes show you the secrets of life, the lights in the night are a simulation of the universe, the galaxies, the twinkling of the stars that sorta make u wish you can put life on reverse when the sun comes up because it was beautiful.

she smiles, I smile, then time stops for a while. it sounds cheesy coz it isn't easy. it's not like I can pull out a file that explains her smile.

flipping on different topics, looking for Something closer to logic, scheming through what I'm dreaming I feel sort of iconic, don't you think it's kinda ironic that all I spit is chronic, I'm straight to the point clear like water in tonic, or is it tonic in water, why do I even bother, my mind contains no borders, I stretch to the highest thoughts like I got on jordans, I'm an orphan, a star left to shine alone in the dark, a species, yet to to sink but the bible is my ark, and I'm trying to embark, on how this world was made so wonderful, but we spit and **** on it like the earth's got its own hospital, it's so awful, you guys are lawful, but keep breaking the laws you make, your life isn't at stake but your child's is, this generation consists of a youthful nation, but that nation is stationed to repeating the mistakes, ***** get your *** awake and smell the coffee in the morning, quit the stretching and the yawning, don't be lazy be up on it, want that job? go and own it, want that life? go ahead form it. I'm not here to suffer for you, I'm here to stop people from suffering, take all your burdens to God and let everyone appreciate, for being alive! let all join arms and build a state! where love rules more than the government, and even if it's the government, then let their work be competent. let this generation, this so called chosen generation, rise to the occasion. your all amazing!
Benedict Menda Oct 2014
I dread parties and drinking and abusing drugs, I said parties and drinking and abusing drugs. I want more love inside this world and long comforting hugs, I want all the fruits of the spirit that any saint should possibly have. I want rainbows and sunshine, good decision at the right time, great fun with great friends ones I'd like to call mine. I want movies and pizza, all smiles no litter, just relaxation and innovation, ***** technology and it's features.
Benedict Menda Jul 2014
here I go lustfully again, no matter how much I try to restrain, my body acts up and forms a team with my brain, she was bodacious I fell in admiration, next morning during breakfast I formed this intention, that maybe she's as beautiful on the inside, and maybe we can put religion beside, or maybe make a decision on the safe side and not act upon my intention and stay tongue tied.
she was reserved, composed and did things with no rush, yes it's ramadhan so her head was covered with a scarf, but she left out her face which I found tempting to touch, as of that night I found nothing else beautiful as such. Her eyes sparkled in the dim night streetlights, my mind rattled with her clothes that were skin tight, her voice so soothing and moving can make a bad word seem right, but in the end I come to my senses and leave all the inventions and come to a realization that it was all just lust at first sight.
Benedict Menda Jun 2014
wrong advices are roaming through the ears,
itty bitty slices that keep forming bitter tears,
love *****, love hurts, things I'v heard through the years,
but really it ain't love that's at fault, but the wrong set of mind that is influenced through your peers.
Benedict Menda Jun 2014
soft skin,no pimples,cute smile,I see dimples,eyes low not too low but just simple,hair falling over her shoulders, beauty made worthy only for soldiers, baby you're beautiful and I just wanna hold ya..
Benedict Menda Jun 2014
soft skin,no pimples,cute smile,I see dimples,eyes low not too low but just simple,hair falling over her shoulders, beauty made worthy only for soldiers, baby you're beautiful and I just wanna hold ya..
Benedict Menda Jun 2014
her
she's got me thinking about her not dreaming about her,I admire her laughter and motion thereafter, she's made me a stalker it's hard to admit to the matter, we should be lovers to feed your heart's hunger.
this girl, this girl is the ****, my mind may be cluttered with dirt than a bit, but her sight clears it all just a glance just one hit. her eyes tell a story that I can't unfold, I yearn for the moment where life will be paused, as she tells me a story of how she turned bold. I want us to be friends and dig deep down your soul, so I can find closure because I'll give my all...
I really want to get to know you, I know men usually say that, but I'm an opportunist...I seek for understanding in a woman....and the only way to find that is to have a conversation with one.
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