4d · 20
Contact/receive/text sender

Talking wit meh
Conversing with me.
texting ta meh..
I'ma give ya a bit of me.
like pieces of my heart.
sips of my soul.
I don't like ta leave conversations unfinished.
We start so let's appreciate the end
I don't share for foolishness.

Typos and Errors.
Figure it out without sorrows.
huhs...  ¯_(?)_/¯,   fingers, question marks or arrows.
It's easy to see where smiley faces goes.
Texted..Oh man..
Give me creative bits and new pieces.
Show me your unseen faces.
Open your mental deeper places.
I keep confident what's been texted.

Not hip with what's common with people.
Truth reaches deeper than what's deceitful.
So talkin wit meh I want it meaningful.
abbreviated..timely awaited, cutely animated.
The screen is excited when It's been fondly TEXTED.
You are like a Star when ya Text.
So I can't wait ta see what comes Next.
❤ ❤♫ ."¨'"..¸Sharday ¸."¨'".♫❤ ❤

By SelinaSharday Rose 2019. s.a.m ©
get real be expressive.. open up and say something ya neva have before enjoy your texting.. Liven up.. more is better than a crumb
4d · 28
Lemony Days
Lemons are lemony and kinda pretty..
A bit sour. But bright and glowy.
Like Lemony days
With a Chance of sugar
Its takes a while just to figure.
Where and when to apply sum sugar.
Apples some aren't ripe so leave them hanging high
Some days are ready and good for preparing Apple pie.
Oranges nice sweet  round and juicy plump.
But Rolling around on
em can be wack and make things go bump.
A variety of cherries..
Can be good on days of pleasantries.
Laughter is good with a bowl of fruity goodies.
Lemons  oranges  apples  and cherries.
Makings of goodness makes for days of
Better weather..
Slushies and Icees no matter where ever.
Especially when a day is Lemony.
You can make it sweet and juicy.
So no worry should a day be lemony.
By selinasharday@H.E.R
Create your days make the best of your days.. spiritual.. mental and physical.
Jan 6 · 29
I cast my pearls before a blind man.
I assumed he could appreciate my open hand.
Some share diamonds
   with blind men scorpions.
Assuming they are worthy champions.
Poets offer gifts freely at broad doors.
Usually these are doors that can't understand metaphors.
Poor hearts some just can't relate.
They can't consume a healthy poetic plate.

There are those that will say speak plainly to me.
Keep it easy and elementary.
But for a poet there's revelation in the mystery.
Often we feel they just don't get me.
The less you read write learn or explore..
The less you want to dive into the brains deep shores.
I could give you a plain white flower.
Or I can decorate it give it colorful power.
If you don't understand the reasons.
That there are beautiful things in all the seasons.
And how every dish has its flavors.
How every emotion is relevent enhanced with its vapors.

Then I will just have to understand..
and pull back my gifted hands.

I'll give you a 1 and not a 2..
I'll give the less and let that do for you.
I'll keep my poetic expressions.
You'll not slander my word therapy notations.

My gifted juicy stories.. will be like vibrant leaves.
Bouncing freely on strong big trees.
Ready for the picking,
for those that love reaching.
Those that love climbing.
Those that love giving, sowing, planting and achieving.
We all will keep glowing in sunlight..
Rays of knowledge colorful simmering delight.

Yes sometimes we try to share some sunshine..Even with the blind..
Some chose to stay blind.
But if you could get to feel the light.
Would you still put up such a fight.
Poetic liberty is justice for me..It sets the captive free.
Poetic Therapy is soulful,
bringing every emotion possible.
Unveils or conceals situations of lifes mystery.
By SelinaSharday..2019..S.A.M
casting of pearls
Jan 5 · 73
Mind Banging
Mind Banging

He rides her mentally.
Almost daily
Uncountable minutes he is up in it.
Making mental ****** touchdowns..
His foundation seemed sound.

Yet he faltered where.
Where he didn't reach her.
Another's lying lips found uncharted territory.

Claiming more void space left uncatered to.

Compliments guards like a safe untouchable fence.
He failed to simply compliment..
He couldn't see her.. Couldn't see her beauty.
Yet he could feel her.. he watered her gardens.
He listened to her soul...But fail to see what good it doth behold.
Yes he left empty what she gave freely.

He rides her physically.
Someone else can steal her mentally.
He wasn't the one to yield complimentary.

Our words simmers on the hearts and souls.
Of our special Ones.
Simmering slowly.. seasoning roasting the valued things.
Until the moments your ready to go feasting..
Marinating soaking the best of prized things.
So much like cooking.

Emotional penetrations.
Seductive weapons.
Pure wisdoms.
Till the grounds before emptiness is found.
Some just bring the physical guns..
Some bring much more than weapons.
They bring..
Mindful..Mental..Magical Momental, momentum..
givin ya sum...
and oh so majestic..and magnificent..
Mesmerizing.. marvelous.. misty musical melting masculine moods and hearts suspense.
Merry Moments making-love; mental stimulations..
complimentary manipulations.
Of Mind Bangings.
And Physical Tamings.

by sharday rose..2019
Jan 1 · 42
If You Don't
"If.. You.. don't wanna be family..I'ma set ya free. If you still ignoring me..when the new year rings..I'ma let ya flap your wings.. and fly..I'll not sit idle by.. as you ignore me by and by..I luv ya...I've reached out to ya.. But Only goodness knows.. why I only get your hollow echo's...I'll keep ya in my prayers as I am fruitful..I too stay where his mercy and glory flows...Happy new you..New start new beginnings..Happy Serenity for me...Welcome 2019!
Happy 2019 I know I'm a blessing..
Dec 2018 · 24
Altered Attitude@Tude
SelinaSharday Dec 2018
Has me feeling low and down.

Like I can't put my finger on..
what's behind this mood.
its funky and its crude.
This sleepwalking downer mood..
Dang it dude..
I think I may know whats behind this
don't want ta do nothing
slow burning attitude.
Thanks a lot dude..
You've successfully. uckedUp my mood.
Stolen good mood..
Dec 2018 · 59
SelinaSharday Dec 2018

When that man wants you,
Is there for you.
and doing the best that he can.
Tell him.
Just say it.
Tell him.
I love the way
that you eat.
The way you sleep
I love your hands
I love your feet.
I love the way that you love me
I even love your big round belly..
Just say it.
Say I love the sparkle in your eyes
That I want you look that glows like the sunrise.
Tell him that he's gorgeous.
That he's your rock.
Your stability.
He's such a blessing just to see.
Just say it.
Build him up.
Don't be stingy with the ingredients.
You can add to his cup.
Build him up.
With more than just teaspoons of Grace
Bless him with tablespoons of words.
That can bake his confidence.
To high levels.
Spoiling his ego making him walk with glee and assurances. Wherever he may go.
Make him reminisce and daydream.
On the words that pours out of you like a stream.
Oh just do it.. just say it.
Whatsoever things are good give him a good report
You should be able to find the beauty in his actions like
the ways that he supports you.
Again I say give, love, support.
Just Do It.
BY SelinaSharday S.A.M 2018
uplifting, motivating, giving, revealing, speaking and loving
Dec 2018 · 29
SelinaSharday Dec 2018

Tell her that she's beautiful.
Build her up!
Tell a woman that she's lovely and she's a Queen even if the attraction isn't there tell her.
she's amazing tell her she has a beautiful soul tell her she's oh so wonderful.
Someone is attracted to her
so be aware.
Tell her she is wonderful even when her beauty isn't something stunning.
Build her!
Because somewhere to someone she is beautiful
to someone
she is attractive
to someone
She'd be a blessing.
and if you are to be her amazing
Just say it build her.
Tell her she is beautiful
Tell her she's amazing
Tell her she is the sweetest thing.

Compliment her.
Just say it adore her just do it build her up.
Just do it.
Remember that somewhere Someone would be happy to love her..
Bless her.
With words you can give like a tree.
Adorn her with ornaments with the sparkling diamonds of your words.
Uplift her and her smile should warm you.
Her glow should bless you when she adores you.
Just do it.
Just say it.
And look past everything else and watch her be her most confident self.
Because you didn't hide your words on the Shelf
You placed them in her where they can grow.
So Just Say It.
by selinasharday S.A.M 2018
SILENCE MEANS not giving not saying anything leaving others with nothing when they need uplifting. so just be a blessing
Dec 2018 · 365
SelinaSharday Dec 2018

You forget
I'm a girl,
you forget,
I'm a S.H.E..
you forget ...
I'm a.. me
you forget
I'm a woman.....
Be a gentleman
Don't be so ready
to lose your patience with me.
Remember to sometimes walk gently.
Don't be so readily available to slaughter me.  
Just because I may seem a little flimsy
sometimes you just need to take it easy.
In the morning when you say your brain is thinking so clearly.
Okay then take it easy remember that
I'm not perfectly always me..
There are moments that I'm selfishly being me and there are times I need you to approach gently less selfishly patiently more gently.
I may be a S.H.E (Emotionally) so let me be.
By.Sharday 12.13.18
being Her.
Nov 2018 · 205
@Good Morning!
SelinaSharday Nov 2018

Morning  break of dawn.
Morning cold breath of winter air...
morning warm cozy  bed.
Mornin Man of symphony that brings a smile like
Cinnamon flavored coffee.
Morning  new day sent to me..
Morning heaven of glories  
I lift and rise because of thee

By ShardayRose
இڿڰۣ-ڰۣ— இڿڰۣ-ڰۣ—இڿڰۣ-ڰۣ—
wintery mornings
Nov 2018 · 46
@Reading... "Ink!"
SelinaSharday Nov 2018
@Reading... "Ink!"
As I stop to stare.
I see a title where.
I wonder what it means..
I pause from browsing to read.
I see what ink drops bleed.
I decide to click open and proceed.

I read what ink drops bleed.
The brilliant thoughts. emotions, and seeds.
Allowing my thoughts and emotions to feed.
Drip drops I'm reading..
Where black and white words are leading.
Succeeding to the end.
Cleverly where it all soon ends.
I'm left with a vivid mental picture.
As my feelings were captured.
A door I entered.
Reading gives me clarity.
Exploration, I let my fingertips reply.
I comment, like and love.
The title that caught me up above.

Such a beautiful layout, drops of ink spread all out.
This dear ones is what readings all about.
Ink drizzled inks in drops.
Spreading magic, removing doubts,
Let your fingers show you where there, leave some plops.
Let your fingertips drip drop plops.
Give some love where you are reading.
So more drips and drops will be succeeding.
For the love of ink drops please keep on reading.

SelinaSharday Rose@H.E.R
Those black and white cleverly laid ink drops, ink drips and drop fancy, funny, clever, deep, stirring, moving, emotional, shocking, touching amazing, soul moving ink drops.. don't leave them unwatered unnoticed in a  
dry drought. spread some ink drops..plop plop plop.
Nov 2018 · 73
Get! Past Face..
SelinaSharday Nov 2018
Get! Past Face..
Take a time out.
Ta get into meh..
Get inside my head..
Before you get into my heart.
Doing it backwards don't make me not depart.
Know me!                      

How do I really feel
How do I sort this out.
Getting to know you.
Do You really give me that opportunity.

Trynna feel like I am close to you.
Do you make me feel welcomed inside of you.
I'm feeling a come on lets get it let's go.
Sweeping me off my pillow.
When I'm ready to relax and chat.
Telling me it's time to go.
So I hang up and just go.

You haven't spread the right ingredients on the table.
Give me a festive meal I can recieve I'm capable.
I feel I've just been given the page with introductions.
And excerpts from chapter one.

And you say I'm the One.

I'm here with my time willing to give gentle speeches.
But I feel no reaches.
Reach out, reach in, see blindness isn't gonna bring a win.
What do I do for you,,
Do I feel like I've known ya a lifetime.
I'm left feelin rushed and outta time.
Me to chapter two.
Don't assume I'm who..you want me to be.
History provides deeper clues.
People's heart and minds make life changing adjustments.
I'm spiritual, clever and ready for better assignments.

Patience in my shoes.
Get, Ta Know, Who walking in these shoes.
Having paid a lotta dues
I'm easy to love..
Easy to Love..Fun to love..Worth it to Love.
...She's a reach deeper above.
What your viewing on her surface.
Its just the face.
SelinSharday Rose.. S.A.M ALL RIGHT RESERVED 2018
You feel you know me, I feel hurried by you.. get past the surface..get past the face..give me time I need.
Oct 2018 · 217
"Do Drip Drama"
SelinaSharday Oct 2018
"Da Dramatics"

when I hear I don't do drama..
It makes me..
Pull back my hands..
Cover my face again..
Look away.. shy away..
No miracles can be performed here today.

If You don't do drama..
See drama may be rolled up in my sleeves.
As I act out my creativities..
Share my masterpieces,, drama may be what bleeds.

Drama in the sense that.. How I color my days..
How I blur out the craziest of ways.
How I finger paint with audio lyrics..
How I try to make sense of dimensional physics.
Confessions and testimonies,
bleeds from my knees.
And if I have to hide so much inside.
Zip my lips...Be ashamed of my slips.
Hide shades of identity.. Blur what bothers me.
Only offer out the candy..
The weather hasn't always been kind to me.
Your telling me there's no place for me.
because there are days times I need to be
as ***** as can be.
And I need you to be ***** around me.
To Dance ***** with me.
Well I'ma need you to be able to take it.
As I can't fake it.
Drama is musically.. parts of my harmony.
Tamed/drama .. You have to be strong enuff cinematically
With ears of christianity
  Embrace me theologically  and love me.
Don't fear the pets I have chained. On leases beside me.
I'm a soldier dramatically.
Drama does not define me.
But It can be calmed made to behave spiritually.

Except the dramatics as you accept my harmony.
SelinaSharday S.A.M 2018
Drip Drip.. shall I hide my slips.
Shall I only show my dainty perfections..Pretend my roses don't have thorns.
Don't be blown away by my storms.
Don't be afraid when drama performs. Allow me to sound my alarms. I need you to Drip da drama for such is life and life is not without strife.
Oct 2018 · 414
SelinaSharday Oct 2018
My Expressions unclear.
my looks may be a blur..
but regardless of my face..
I'm a Queen to embrace.
Of me completely..
The thorns in my head makes me bleed mentally
Look past my face You may see a deeper place.
In my natural state posed uniquely.
Can you hold every bit of me.
Regardless of looks, expressions, or conditions.

Faceless expressions eyes like weapons.
Provide clues to feelings.
So I'll mask what needs healing
Efforts made to reach the complicated.
Things unseen a task for the dedicated.
Faceless....shielding what I express.
Hidden Knowledge leaking what I'd like to confess. selina 2018 s.a.m
This is what I wrote from facebook after being giving a photo challenge to write on a image given. A woman with  no face wearing a bleeding crown on her head as dripping stains run from her forehead. cultural.
Oct 2018 · 140
SelinaSharday Oct 2018
Shall I..

This is my moment..
Apple crispiness..juicy sweet.
I'm feeling vulnerable. way down to my feet.
Shall I..

I'm so dang vulnerable...Something fluffy to behold.
Soft plushable..
I'm gonna melt richly fulfilling someone's precious soul.

Shall I...

If I walk into your galaxy.. look into you deeply..
Search you intensely..
Do you take it personelly.

What's in your universe..
Will what I find be just rehearsed.

Uncovering Your galaxy..
Will it be welcoming to me.
Stepping away from poetry..
run away with me..

Shall I..

With you spread my wings and fly.

Like chewing spearmint gum.
Minty fresh.
Popping Bubbles..
secrets in my chest.
Glowing cause I'm at my best.

Are your skies friendly..
Are your intentions  sacred given purely.
Like diamonds treasuring me favorably.

Will You!
Be vulnerable with me oh gentle you.
Trust me to be what you should pursue.
Take my heaven its something new.
Creative awaiting you.

Will You......................!

selinasharday rose..S.A.M 2018
@She's ready, flowing, giving,, ripe and vulnerable
Oct 2018 · 101
SelinaSharday Oct 2018
I could see the storm in the sky.. It was broadcasted and televised..

I got a quick glimpse and it was heading up our way..

I felt very unprepared for such a massive storm.
From the side of my eye I seen how massive and strong of a storm was brewing..

I seen close loved ones and the most precious of them all.
Even the newly gifted one.

We all made haste movements to prepare for the storm approaching..
My sis had opened the windows widely.

I said I thought it was said to keep them closed.

This storm hit and it hit super hard.
I felt the precious gift almost slip through my finger tips.
As we all were under the attack of it.

I captured our gift and held it securely in my *****.
The massive winds shook the foundations as we all prayed.
The winds causing loud alarms in our ears.

I can't believe we outlived this massive hit.
It passed through.. but the damages around our surroundings was clear.

We'd need to repair, rebuild, everything.
and even our relationships. Would need to be fixed.
The one of many dreams about storms...S.A.M 10-18-18
I have had many dreams of seeing weather and storms ice winter ones and floods of waters.  Then winds of hurricanes of which I always survive. And each time I dream I can hear myself praying..through the storm.
Sep 2018 · 490
SelinaSharday Sep 2018

I keep..
Minding my own business.
in the kitchen doin the dishes..
minding my own business..
keep trying ta forget..
Not wanting to digress..
To where I feel your absence and my loneliness.
Seeing your conditions..
Reminded in my visions
I see your hands through my own hands.
I remember the simpliest things..
Even though your absent finally from my dreams.
I've been seeing you even down to the basics of you.

The unstraight lazy walk the deep sound in how you talk.
I'm still minding my own business I must confess.
I'm a little wounded yet healing.. Coping well with my feelings.
Missing those interpersonal roles.. naughty ways to console.
So old and foundational..
With you so long that our chatting.
It used to get kinda confrontational.
So close I don't think you ever truly knew.
The closeness now makes me blue.
But right now i'm just kinda tired of spiritually seeing..Y.O.U!

SelinaSharday..2018_09 .S.A.M
I really don't like it.. and i really wanna forget..
Jul 2018 · 165
SelinaSharday Jul 2018
Circling Bubbles
Circles.. of bubbles
Surrounding my inner being.
Pushing and pulling..
Surrounding and encircling..
It comes with high energetic arisings..
swooping through..so natural
Got me jumping through the hoops..fanatical
but there is no escaping..
The heightened things
Feelings within encompassing.
Bursting bubbles unyielding..
I'm guilty of feeling..
The gifting of dreams..
There's no denying..
The circles moving within my being.
Defying is a hard sought feeling.
Ahh for the feelings of fun Da_Bubbles can bring!
s.a.m protected by c rights. tm
"Da_Feelings", ..overwhelming..
Jul 2018 · 2.4k
SelinaSharday Jul 2018
Who Am I!
Who am I to be!
Where Do I belong..
Where will I end up..

Why was I designed and what Do I live for.
Wonder why I am who I am..
  Wonder why I do the things I do.
  I wonder why people judge the way they do..
    I ask how people hold on to the judgements and criticisms.
      I often see how people keep others in tight cages.
        I see the hatred and it often amazes.

Even with all the answers......
I'd love some favors, I'd Love some forgiveness..I'd love Grace.
It'd be so wonderful to love others as we love ourselves.
It'd be so Blessed should we let go and let ***..
It would be so humbling should we forgive as we need forgiving.

See how we don't all have the same views....
See how we all don't believe the same things...
   See how we each reason and have our own logics.
    But can we all at least see we are all still human beings.
Who all needs those basic Things...
         Love! Redemption. Safety..Trust..Peace,,Understanding..
Food..clothes.. shelter.. and family and friends...
Can we place ourselves in someone elses shoes..
Show some empathy..show some coompassion..
   consider what if you were me.
Live the best we can with the life we are given..
  Open the cage and let the hated free..
Give them To *** let him Be..
What ever it is to them He wants to be.

S.a.m 2018 Protected!
We all have been given Life..we wonder what our purpose is..But can we all just love and let live..No matter what our differences..And Forgive and let others be forgives.. "let *** be *** for those that believe he is Who He Is..
Jul 2018 · 89
It's On Baby!
SelinaSharday Jul 2018
It's On Baby

Now the air is clear

No smog left in my atmosphere

I can get down to my writing

Omit the arguing and fighting

I really miss what I enjoy to do most

That's to write poetry and song

Not to brag or boast

But I'm in my comfort zone with pen in hand

And creativity exhaust from my pores and glands

I love to write because passion drives me in that direction

Did you notice I said love

This is not a temporary affection

I'm going to put things into perspective

And prioritize my objectives

To write the words that readers want to read

And at the same time fulfill Stevie G's needs

So bare with me while I write away

This is for life it will not end today

As long as I have motion in my hands

I will stimulate the many minds of man

Of the things I have encountered in time

Love, happiness, sadness, joy, hurt and pain

Of all these things stored in my mind

Love reigns above all things

But I'll leave that for the love poems that are to follow

For they are much easier to swallow

Does this poem have a direction

Well, you tell me

I would love to hear your perception

I welcome all feedback so bring the noise

No matter good or bad I will remain poise

I laid off writing for a while to rearrange my situation

But I'm back now so eighty six the vacation

I'm bout to get jiggy wit it

So excuse me if I get a lil ignant

I'm a huge lover of love poetry

But I'm bout to write some **** ya'll don't know of me

So expect some new **** to drop

And when they drop their gonna be blazing hot

So keep your eyes and ears open for the new coming of me

As the saga continues written by Stevie G
By My friend n Poet Mr. Stevie G..
Jul 2018 · 1.1k
My Gen Z Son!
SelinaSharday Jul 2018
This Gen Z Kid..
This teen of mine..
This Young Man I'm reminded..He's my final Son.
This fast growing radiant dark horse
runnin around under the blaze of the hot sun.
Now He's grown into this tall knight champion.
Radiant chilled dark stallion.

He is unique admired and I'm in awe of His Being.
  @Times I'd call him the hurricane..
Inwardly lays talents that can become gifted fame.
I believe He hears.. That voice of ***.
When *** calls his name.

This new kinda techno son.. Video emerged.. Youtube is his tv..
This son is Gen Z!
The cusp of millennials the beginnings of Generation Z.

Our Norms and traditions bothers them none. Open free and caring emotional nomes..
In the virtual reality chemistry..
Chilling inside their rooms in the safety of homes.

My Sons a precious commodity.
What technology wiz will he turn out to be.
Gaming entertaining.. mental challenging.
The Sons who'll be parents to the next Generation of Alpha's..
Babies entertained by notebooks of cellphone tablets.
More then societies adopted habits.

Babes that are digital natives on cellphones genetic cultures.
Terminology texted media exposures.
Data and gigabytes.. downloads and high speeds.
Swiping before being taught a first school lesson.
This is the generation..Z The Digital Sons.
Written by SelinaSharday~@H.E.R (C)2018
"New Breeds of our times with even more complexities.. products of growth and technologies.
seasoned by what we dare to add of our own historical beliefs  ahh we better sprinkle in some faith and some beliefs and hold to our seats.
Jul 2018 · 184
New Day Waiting!
SelinaSharday Jul 2018
Good morning new day..
I arise early I pray..
I'm humbled and grateful..
Not too sure as to which tasks to tackle at first.

There's a hint of thirst..
The desire to get accomplished what was left undone yesterday.
Good morning again new day..
I'm reminded its still so early..
Don't know what will feel the worst.

Not getting done all the mind usually has rehearsed.
Or not getting something new done first.

Ok breakfast.. no nothing till lunch..
Maybe do a brunch.
when do I fit a workout in..
Best time about ten..a.m
Be sure to get your vitamins taken.

Anxious to get prepared for today's work.
Allergy flared up..
Showered and all cleaned up.
All kinds of task yelling for my attention..
Some for work, some about business.
And some for my own pleasure.
Twenty four hours is the length of measure.
Yet theres this sense of pressure.


No wonder I feel tired already..
It's only the beginning..
Yet so much is already awaiting..

Thanks for reading this lil dose of new day waiting..
selinasharday's @H.E.R Poetic Collectionz
s.a.m copy right..2018
new day starting assignments pressure, needs, wants, must be dones today is the day.. procrastinations and the more.
Between the P's of Pressures and pleasures!
Jun 2018 · 327
SelinaSharday Jun 2018
Flowing up to the surface
Submerged under the waters..
Chocking gasping for a bit of air..
swollowing.. suffocating.. On Life..
Just can't even imagine the reasons behind the tragedies...
Of what evils lurks in earthly places..
With the ability to rearrange and change peoples faces.
After all the hearing and the witnessing.
The feelings and the knowings.
All the seeing of evils news....
I didnt realize I was chocking emotions deeply bruise.
Anxiety snatching the ability to breath where its comfortable..
Breath normally..
Panic sneaks its way in..makes me uncomfortable in my skin.
Pulse rushing pulsating.
All of a sudden the sheer emotion of losing.
Can't see another day lighting the way..
Soul feels the falling when you realize
there's so much suffering..
Arms gone limp all passed out..From the exhaustion.
This is when *** holds yah in His arms.
Calming down irregular heart beats.
*** breaths His air into you. His breath is your air..
as he breath Life back into you.
Resuscitate He is the air you breath.
Without Him you can't breath there's no air without Him.
He pulls you up to this worlds surface..
This worldly ocean called life.
Where day by day moments felt like drowning.
He gives you inspiration and sets within you a song.
Tells you to keep holding on..
The ocean is still there
but for now..I have been brought up to the surface.
S.A.M @h.e.r 2018
resurface again
Jun 2018 · 192
Cyber Kids R Us!
SelinaSharday Jun 2018
Cyber Kids R Us!

Your facebook took over my myspace..
I had to tag you on my tagged Place.
Your so tagged.
I googled you and was wide eyed to my surprise..
I found you world wide web styled.
I found you had gleefully twittered beautifully.
I searched you on Instagram.  
And like dang Peeps on your page going ham.
And on skype! Your tag line is so hype.
So your on my laptop. Owwee Bop bop!
I can even touch you on Imvu.
So owee baby yahoo..
Let me stop twittering this thing.
Its making me google eyed.
Has my Facebook all hooked.
You have places and video's I ain't even looked.
It's like your my new candy crush game.
I'm all lit by your social media fame.
And I wanna dine in your Cafe or play your poker holdem.
Being your follower is such fun.
Add me to your snapchat.
I'd be so down with that.
I am so here to Comment you've peeked such interest.
Gosh I made you a collection in my pinterest.
But its a shame how I over looked your youtube.
I feel a bit *******.
Your such a Gift I need ya to know.
Long as we don't end up on Bill Cunningham show.
we can stay surfing on this web thing anywhere we go.
Oh Im not a virus...
Just a cyber Kids R Us...

By selinasharday the rosepoet.
All rights reserved..
if you repost plz post with credits to Author.
went over to myspace
oh its been taken ova by my face- Book
I'm all shook!
I can finger twitter on yahoo till I'm
google eyed. All over my facebook..
Instagrams my lil nook..
May 2018 · 296
Some Men are Like....
SelinaSharday May 2018
Sweet Men are Like... Rare flowers..those like Jade Vine,

Gibraltar Campion, Franklin Tree, Kokai cookei,  and the

Chocolate Cosmos rare and unique hard to find kind

that will not adapt to the principles and

culture of a insensitive rough society. Equipped with

good values that often seem extinct.

  Decent and unique men are like..cotton candy, strong visual yet rugged look,
sweet sugar treats melts in your mouth., lightly

won't leave you over filled with heaviness and drama.

Some men are like first class planes...takes you flying high and the ride is exquisite,

stimulating personal, makes you dream big..are

accomodating comfortable, treats you with class.

A wanted man is like.. soothing running waters,, able to quench your heated passions,  fulfil

your hungered needs, satisfy your mental thirst, and ruffle your straightened sheets, tackle your

energy and substain a stable environment.

A Good man..is made from the best of fabrics, has quality material,  has stamina, drive and

strength sewn in, wears his smile day and night, because contentment with just one and only one

suits him wisely and justly.

  A good man has been modified to fit his specific woman all her imperfections, and shortcomings

fit his model and he is equipped to handle them.

In a good man the perfect mixers have been stired blended and folded into his batter.

That when baked to right temperatures brings out the best in his Lady,

hides her sour, and covers her blemishes.

making what was less more better, and completing her short commings and she comes out smelling divine.

  A awesome man..In the mist of battles  with his woman is like a  scattered rain storm.

Can come loud hard or soft and lightly..

but afterward washes in sweet healing cleanses they both can

benefit from and still grow.

Career bachelor Types of men

Some men are like..Hoarders.. they  collect all kinds of women

never letting go of any..got more than they know what to do with..

Many screaming for their time and attention.

Investigators...Some men like to spy and see what this one and that one is doing..

Gamblers..They take big risks, put lots at stake and take foolish chances..Leeches...

They hang on you like your all they have and **** you dry of most of your

resources, clingy, jealous, needy, greedy...selfish inconsiderate leechers.

  Con artist..They give you a great speech about want they want..

how they will give their all and your all they need.

It sounds sweet and genuine but he's lying. Like Flies... buzzing in your ears..

humming annoying, bothersome, pitiful.. pesty, nosey, going

from place to place spreading nasty germs..reading posting,

bragging think they the stuff when they are just a bug a boo fly and a lie.
Some men are like..Toads big stuffed and lazy..just want to hop on you ***** you.

Do you get all they can from you..Big lazy and have lots of

time of his hands to rib bit rib bit get all you have.

And are **** seekers. Always ready  to swollow the energy from you.
Some are Huge liers.. about their past, relationships, friendships, and hardships..

telling lies for sympathy..In the end you'll hate you allowed him to waste your time..

Just my saying by me and my sayings..


All rights reserved 2013 S.A.M COPYRIGHTS
Men in their varying degrees
May 2018 · 103
SelinaSharday Rose
SelinaSharday May 2018
I  Rose. More than a Rose.
She stands there posing, strikingly.
Beauty glowing  flowing tastefully
Wrapped in history adorned with knowledge draped with class.
A eye for the future a smile for the present inspiration that will last.
Heart filled with peaceful emotions, seasoned with experiences involved
in current events.
Free from bitterness, hatred, prejudices the things that normally prevents.
Eyes infiltrating,
Nose detecting, inhaling, exhaling.
Clarity, rationality, dignity.
Expressions for all to be equally free.
Rejecting any unsavory thought.                                            
Pushing past all things unrightfully bought.
A smile, a frown, lips that perk, lips that pout.
Lips that speak of what  loves about.
Quietly gazing at her surrounding.
Admiring people as they are passing.
With a mind in tune,
Words kept not to be spoken too soon.
Never over estimating hardly judging
Tries to keep from merely speculating.
Baring six sons seasoning knights for the future.
Having laid down a foundation studied by lecture.
HeavensRosepoet more than a rose battled storms and tribulations.
Rains came to wash away burdens traces bringing jubilation.
Not many knows her story.
In future may be known her glory.
Come abide with her, read of  her, share with her comparing life its history.
We all stand like zillions of Roses protected by our thorns.
Singing our stories with the word as our swords.
Much more than just a dozen Roses.
All singing our stories with striking poses.
Giving much needed testimony it’s like healing word therapy
Inhale the fresh crisp breeze that flows from HeavensRosepoet so justly so poetically.
Despite the roughest of elements Ms.HeavensRosepoet.
She stills stands, She survives and grows.
Poem on self..
May 2018 · 104
Just Smile
SelinaSharday May 2018
Just you smile....
Your troubles are only gonna last just a little mo while.
baby you smile.
You've got a right to smile..
Smile when your feeling blue.. your smile looks good on you.
Smile when your abandoned by your friends.
A smile draws some sunlight in.
Smile in the midnight hour..
daylight will bring the promising hour.
Your smile is a gifted flower.
Oh babeh you can smile.
Turn that frown around.. listen for a hopeful sound. your faith can be found.
When you remeber to carry that smile around.
Oh Just you smile
Your troubles are only gonna last just a little mo while..
Please smile..
Your pains will become only a memory in time for you.
A testimony that you've made it through.
tell others they can make it too.
pass along that smile, looking happy is a fitting style.
Its looks so good on you.
By heavensrosepoet aka selinasharday
Just You Smile.
All rights reserved 2018 S.A.M
The joy from the inside is our medicine.. I want to see you allow in a smile. and feel it way deep down. breath and hug yourselves.. Oh bae just allow your soul to be made whole..
May 2018 · 285
EX'd Out! Or Ex'iting
SelinaSharday May 2018
EX'd Out!
Or Ex'iting
No matter what the who is or the they are.
And Why!
Finding ourselves in the
Ex'd out zone.
Balancing the tender spaces and delictae places.
We must be Ex'iting to fill our hands with better things.
Ex-employee..facing situations where your No longer..
in a top ranking position.
Coping, handling managing emotions.
Being in these tender places will make you stronger.
Failing to will cause you danger.
Being Ex'd Out can bring
Anger, fear feelings of rejection loss of hope..
Despair..pain within, anguish, turmoil, feeling like you can't cope.
Springing up emotions of hatred and bitterness.
Sowered things like unforgiveness..
rage and defeat.
Roots of loneliness and cravings so strong to regain
back again the place you were before all this began.
Soured..Its Time to move forward.
You have to be Ex'd out to move into new beginnings.
You have to Ex'it to seek the things much more perfect.
You don't have to see it as losing.
View it as Time to move to achieve your dreams.
If you needed to be Ex'd out for being corruptive.
Let the just live.
Allow em to live peacefully free from fear.
Free from any retaliation We have no right to rebel.
When someone wants our Ex'its from their situations.
Put your peaceful shoes on.. and move along.
Some Ex's have become harmfully dangerous.
It gives them no right to destroy any of us.
Cry to be delivered from evil..If being Ex'ed causes you pain.
Know the heart needs healing and is in critical condition.
Enter the spiritual ER emergency.
Until you can make a successful recovery.
Ex out all the negative..You have more life to live..
When you Ex'it successfully
Life has much more to give!
Writer SelinaSharday
S.A.M 2018
Constantly seeing more and more Ex's On the rampage. Making it a danger for innocent others. tragedies becoming commonplace. Its times to takes extra measures to doctor up the hearts and minds and prepare the souls for coping with being Ex'd out and or  Exiting the places you need to be removed from.
May 2018 · 249
Storm Come!
SelinaSharday May 2018
Surfacing Tides-Storms Come
It's so dark !
I'm whispering
Where fore art thou Oh my Lord!
My soul only seeking this Why.. Oh *** how, Lord why!
My *** from where did evil get in among us.
Please help!
I am smiling I look normal I am holding conversations, engaging
at times small giggling.
She seems alright. Am I ok!
The Tides roll ashore upon the beaches sand.
I feel sane ok.
That Pulling me away from the shore line this tides withdrawing,
I'm drowning at bay.
I dont feel safe, I'm Lost, sad, angry, questions, tears sobs drowning.
Lost at sea.
Lord reach for me.
The tides pushing me back to the shore line.
Things seem a little fine. a touch of peace of mind.
Socializing, guessing playing investigator.
People chatting family saying comforting things.
I seem to be breathing.
At times hearing things seeing things feeling the weakness,,
The helplessness.
Watching the tides subsides.
sanity, reasons logics, I don't know the whys or the hows.
Killings are happening on local tv scenes.
Tides are low,,
Then they are high.
We wonder where and when will each soul rest.
lookin up to a storm in the sky.
each one has a reason why.
The storms come.
s.a.m selinasharday
searching, losing, dealing, the grieving times, the tides, life storms
Apr 2018 · 192
Bleeding Son
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
Action ..wrong attraction
It stopped my working, my interactions..
My satisfactions.
It stopped my eating my sleeping. my wanting my being..
His pain left blood stains.
And shuttering crashings deadly kinda pains.
Wrong companions
left children calling. heart beats stalling.. families falling
Tender hearts reaching..
Love ones seeking..
Justice bleeding..
dreams misleading.
He killed her after he had loved her..
The actions..unfair.
Didnt he care.
He was internally bleeding yet no one was seeing.
Didnt stop the bleeding.
Now we all are bleeding,
we all are crying.. more hearts feel like dying.
Killing kinda connections..
use of weapons.
Slayed by guns.
Bad attractions.
by selinasharday rose..S.A.M All rights reserved
A families loss..A son with a weapon in bleeding hearts hands. Boy loves a girl it falls apart. children left with out a parent, a mother grieves a son/daughter.
how do we see tragedy before its too late. How do we save a broken heart from deadly decisions.
Apr 2018 · 284
3 A.M Mental Passion!
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
The many ways he is legal.,Legit and lit..
With 3 A.M to finish it!
He ever so slightly gives..
Her a passions mind hickey.
F.ck..up.. savory
Like shivering kisses mind hiccups.
unspoken...................................attention given.
Make's her shiver he's a mental ******* giver..
Make's her mind moist and inquisitive.
At the sign of any confusion.
It's his  penetrative foreplay.
Its the lyrics used to seductively play.
Tools He uses..their selective differences.
Just before 3 a.m.
She floats adrift softly melting H.i.m.
Talking  everything  comprehensively through.
  Rocks her mindful  emotions.
Mind Fkin sweet potions.
non-trivial notions.
Following every word she's relaying.
All before the 3 a.m. relating.
By day he's catering appetizers of verbal compliments.
Sharing of the days events.
when they are away from one another.
They are texting each other.
By evening.........
his texting feels like gentle
                                                                ­    whispering!
Making His next text something she's craving.
Neva leaving her guessing what He is doing.
Neva askin her wyd?
                                             Mental interactions are tender touchings.
                              Mind F
kin..   A tender kind of existing.
                                                       ­    As they both be falling.
By the time its 3 a.m.
Oceans colliding.. erupting.. exploding. mental explosion.
3 a.m. dammn she's already had many ******* heightened chills.
Body follows every moment. No hesitations so receptive.
They are such Intellectual souls..
The body is prepped it always follows.
3 a.m Anything Goes.
By 7 a.m exhaustion so good sets in.
Physical resting  so sweet.. yet mentally he's ready with a grin.
Just to start a new day all over with her again.
by selinasharday 4-2018...H.I.M (he is mine)
Mental whispering, detailing finishing sweet tempting mental savory things Prepping for the emotional and the physical.. intimacy colliding.
Apr 2018 · 250
Dance wit Me...N.A.K.E.D
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
Dance wit meh *****..
Could I share my inner fragility,
show just how fragile I can be
If you were rich and I poor. would you embrace me at your door.
Would you abandon my empty.
Hold back your sympathy
Be blind to the goods I bring.
Would you, could you, dance wit meh *****.
                                                          ­                          wrapped in,
                                                             ­                            empathy.
                                                        ­                      the state I'm in is a basket of the complicated.
                                                    ­                       my hands appear *****.
Can I hear your music..Will you lend me a cup of stability.
twirl me around in your confidences.. allow me a cup of comfortability.
Parts of me come wrapped in simplicity. Adorned with gifts of invisible charms.
Chased your way by outside storms.
                                                         ­ Oh would You my Dear One..
Be able to take it.
The fact that I appear *****.
                                       Could you still..In fact will you still...
                                                        ­                                                      Dance with me N.A.K.E.D!
N ecessity
A cceptable
k eepable
E ndurable
D iamond .................................................................­.............in the rough.
And know theirs flaws in the both of...u.s
S.A.M 3-18
being open transparent, vulnerable and exposed yielding flaws and all.. void of the material the financial the quality is deep within your soul.
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
If it don't fit..don't force it!
(Sweeping away bread crumbs)
Letting go of the bread crumbs messages..........
they text..wyd..
you: not much what you up to?
them: text  no reply
Yours: hey you there?
Them text:_?
Your text: well bye take care!
Text days later: HRU.
Your text; Fine n you.
their text: good
later blank space incomplete convo's.
they Gone!
(have friends who fit these shoes)...
they given bread crumbs..well
dust away those lil  dry bread crumb sprinkles.
Been getting the little bread crumbs..
here ya go have sum.. (they thinkin)
don't say I never gave yah none.
If you've been tryna keep up relationship on the run..
a lil friendship keepin in contact fun..
Their introductions
made ya think I'd like to get to know you some.
The whole hit and miss
No real time for this.
kinda fit.
Becomes the whole sum of it.
Busy, tired , not a good time, talk to yah later.
(your patience will be fried)
(Hope will have died)
Sweep away their lil bread crumbs.
yah don't need none.
No talkin ta yah even later.
(You really should)...Be done!  
s.a.m by selinsasharday 3-18
Oh the patience we must bare when people forget to be considerate.. But there are times that we must say if it don't fit I won't force it..We can hang around and fake it and just take it. Or be done with it...It could lead to bitter regrets and wasted time.. who needs those crumbs.
Apr 2018 · 242
The pain in this..
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
The pain in this..
pain where it aint nobody business.
The Pain in this.
Beautiful Hour..Pain in this us hour.
Where I should have of nothing to complain..
Type givin me kinda pain.
Broken glass window pane, I ain't in sane.
Leaving me out in the rain..
Hurting me ova and ova again kinda pain.
Driving my heart in sane type pain.
Neglecting meh ova and over again.
Oh but Its all you not me sad kinda you thang.
Make me write about it for the release of it.. and sang.
Type thang!
The Pain in this..
Hit and Miss.
Of all of this.
Private Business.
Happy when I'm with.
Lonely then I miss.
Type bliss.
yet it aint nobody business.
****** with the Pain in This.
Oh this *hit..Come with the blame game.
Nothin but pain in a horricane.
s.a.m tm selinasharday 1-2018
Apr 2018 · 230
"Walking in Dem Shoes"
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
I give my creation freely.
sought by wisdom..
You give me silence.
void of thank you's.
Whats walking in dem shoes.
Of Yours!
I share with you holiday decors.
And You make me wonder do I bore.
So neglectful.
Down down fallin down goes my frown.
My smiles turning upside down.
You say all the things I like to hear..
But when its time for action..
You have such poor interaction.
Oh darling you.
What's walking in those shoes of yours.
I'm not gonna beg you to be complimentary.
be a gentleman in the way you handle me.
I will not make you..
I'll just choose to lose.
Don't wanna walk a mile in your shoes.
How is it walkin in Dem shoes.
By SelinaSharday s.a.m 2018
some people are often too caught up in their own world to give you responses. compliments, feedback or be gentle and thankful to hear the audio version go to soundcloud link provided thanks..
Apr 2018 · 215
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
high intoxicating.
free ..
smooth. rich..
makes me silly. gets me giggly.
I crave yah..
Your mental mind addicting..
You be my Joint..
                                         I tried to make it through the whole day.
                                              I couldn't breath dannng just no way.
I wanna like the air you exhale in.
I see you fulfilling my lungs with curiosity.
Mmm.. I wanna inhale you so deeply.
                                             Should I grasp for you and your not
                                             It's like reaching and there's no air.
                                             Don't be a imaginary glow.
                                            Your the musical thang igniting my flow.
           Did I tell you just how high.
           My temps get in your absence.. I am weak.
           And my thoughts oh you they seek.
           You are my indulging high.
                                                                                      Future crave.
                                                            All the days.. danng I crave.
                                                                          I bathe in all you be.
                                                       Sheer divinity incense smoked.
                                                        The many ways You fulfill me.
                                                                      I crave all that you be.
Puff Puff.
heated high.. I wanna ****** your ego.
I want to keep you stuffed in the twinkle of my eye.
I want to pucker up lips ready I won't lie.
Idea's live the positive things we will grow.
Every event every season is a reason.
To bath in your good stuff.
Danng baby puff puff.
by selinasharday S.AM TM 2018
When somebody makes you feel so danng high and with them your so intoxicated.. yass!
Apr 2018 · 153
@Poetry's Personal AD!
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
Is it one size fits all
Does it fit you,  is it irrevelant.
Can you smoke it
Can you wear it.. can you take it or leave it.
Is it fitting like underwear..
A just for me pair.
Poetry.. intimacy.
deep down to the soul.
Like a pair of comforting shoes.
Like your muse..
Does it heal or bruse.
Can you wear it.. if so where like on your head.
Or can it take you to bed.
Poetry does it tickle your funny bone.
Is it comical, does it delight your witty.
Does it ignite your silly..
Does it sooth the aches when you feel alone.
Poetry needs.. To absorb as it feeds. Oh it has its tone.
It has needs..It is being exposed.
Even to the unrecognizable.
Poetry is revealing..Needs reading..The poetic anatomy.
Consume It.. drink it greedily.
If you reply back It responds so happily.
Where ever you can apply it, you can have it.
Its down to the soul.. Poetry is personal.
s.a.m selinasharday 2018
All.about that poetic vibe
Apr 2018 · 1.5k
Beauty and the beast!
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
The beast loving the beast he didnt have
sympathy for beauty and the way that beauty should be treated.
Beauty she didnt have the ******* nature of
reality that means the way a beast should be. Beauty and her Beast
The tender love and affection that beauty needed.
Was often ignore rejected and neglected.
from the beast.
The same way, that beauty wasnt able to
saddle the ******* meaness
and the rocky foundation.
That the beast was used to. To accept him being what he is.
Unloving uncaring ungiving.
because he is better known as this beast.
Beauty and her Beast.
Beauty would often be torn ravished and taken for granted.
While the beast would often feast on the tender meat.
Of Beauty! Ravishing and seeking, beastly taking.
Barely ever having anything descent to be giving.
No kindness no loving ways, no maturity.
Because the beast didnt even love himself.
This beast he be!
Sometimes as beauty would be recovering
she'd reach for him in his rocky
******* places and it would leave her torn.
In tragedy torn ripped places because Beauty.
Needs peace beauty needs sweet relief.
That couldnt be provided.
By a ravishing Beast.
Beasty and her beast.
The way he seeks,, the way he treats the way he harms.
The way he rings alarms.
Beauty would sigh love me! The Beast would say Hate me.
Hate me I am Beast!
My Features are beast My ways are Beast.
My Heart is beasty. For I remember am Beast.
Beauty would cry Love me, desire me, want me,
Cherish Me, feed me nourish me.
comfort me, cradle me.
For I am beauty and I seek love and maturity.
I am Beauty. Do Not Devour me.
But nourish me and treat me kindly  
And Know that I am beauty.
I seek sweet sleep sweet deliverance
For I am Beautiful I need not  a Beast!
Don't be beasty let me transform you into my Prince charming
my romantic knight and shinning armor.
can I kiss the beast and he turn into my romantic beast.

By SelinaSharday.. All Rights reseved S.A.M 2018
hear it on soundcloud
Apr 2018 · 126
Leaving No One Alone!
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
No One..
A listed contact..
A XZ.No.One..I deleted its History  all removed and packed.
Just a title locked within my cellphone..
A titled I'm too scared to call on..
The title I wish to hear from at the bottom of my phone.
No One can see the me I hide..
If only I was what One had decide.
Oh the titles I used to give..
To No One.
The No One Used to be the One.
I pushed and I pulled at those swaying leaves.
Loved the way its leaves would blow within my breeze.
No  One.. shook lose from my winds.
And  we both are enduring..
getting over the visions of hoping.
That No One could someday bring.
Us that special SomeOne.
Fears took control..
Where No One is unable to console.
I could car less about no One Gone.
Yet No One is the only One that could bring a smile to my phone.
Slipping in and out of Realities.
Playing with No Ones memories.
It Just No One.
SelinaSharday S.A.M 2018
No One is the only one you wish would text call message your phone.. even when its good that one is gone.. good things can end even when they where so promising. so good of a connection kinda things can even come to an end.
Apr 2018 · 131
Son On Today!
SelinaSharday Apr 2018
Today I worry even mo so..
Son I worry even more when you go out that door.
Mistaken identity.
Victim of false accused identity.
The Armed  who carry behaving like assasions.
with Armed badges.. Ganged up armed trained men with fear.
Claiming fear makes them killers of our unarmed souls.
Be it against petty theives.. or mistaken innocent individuals.
Community left to weep uncosolable tears and fears.
*** bring my son/daughter home safe today.
I fear letting my children out to play.
I fear being in my home  where even cops bullets fly astray.
*** is it gonna be a safe day.
I protested in the streets today.
I wept in my neighborhood.
I wept.. I weep. I wail.
The burden goes beyond my inner soul.
I'm not unbreakable till you console.
I fear who will be next to be tragically slain.
Only a moment a day in time fearing the pain.
Will I see my sister, my brother, my mother my loved one again.
Even though today I'm able to hold their hand.
Lord bring them home safe again.
I just don't knew when.
Mercilous killings will strike again.
By seriel killers..murderers, or armed men with badges.
We march we pray we protest we bury our youngs  ashes.
Let us anoit our heads with oil we have much to bear.
No matter our race, creed or culture.
We have to unite against these tragic things.
Be tired of hearing our community screams.
S..T..O..P. with the
slaying- tragedies -oppressive- power
stop slaying us by tragedies of oppresive power.
S-suffocating, Slaying, slandering.
T-tyranny-cruel and oppressive government or rule.
tragic events cause for tormoil.
O-Oppressive-unjustly inflicting hardship and constraint.
especially on a minority or other subordinate groups.
oppressive laws.
P-people under abuse of authority. Of unfair punishments.
The people are perishing. The people are being punished
with persecution and unjust prison terms.
this madness.
we are
Protesting Over Tragic Slaying.
Of all forms.
Son on Today!
We Must Pray!
Even the more So..
Lets go!
by selinaSharday S.A.M 2018
When our sons and daughters are oppressed..when almost every branch of office and home of safety is threatened turned upside down. our communities..our homes our lives.. our country
SelinaSharday Mar 2018
Bye Bae!
Your so sweet your so kind.
Bye my boo.
always admire you.
aye aye.
waves and smiles..babe.
sorry you didnt want me around bae..
still smilin cuz in my face you seemed so sweet bae.
I'm walking with..
comforted in what I'm use to, my old ways of working building and creating it hasn't failed to keep me company.
a coat on my cold shoulder..
with it I've grown fonder.
At least now I don't have to wonder.
if its me..or if it's you.
who dunno what to do.
about the harmful ways we fall into.
sunlight so bright appears as a new connection.
a bright new friend.
I want to let its light in.
sunlight come hold my hand.
A glow..willing sweet without demand.
winks.. blows kisses my old boo.
wishing the best to you.
I've ******* gloomy and doom.
Tucked them up away in a locked off room.
Hope just kissed my cheek.
Loves dancing teaching me new steps at my feet.
Peace is feeding me dreamy new treats.
and doubt has fled from my door.
As I'm handed a broom to  make sure losers can't enter any more.
Fly swatter in hand to chase out the pesty flies of despair.
Losing we are no longer a pair.
No worries ex boo.
I'm gettin over you.
Text me again.. bae just text me once more again..
Call me again just Once more again.
Never mind we'd just probably repeat the same steps all over again.
Destiny get a hold of run away desires.
Ropes tie away unwanted admirers.
Hey hey.
Bye bae!
selinasharday rose. S.A.M
After losing days will come that are waiting hoping, desiring to be reached just once again.. to reach back just one more time.. But keep company with new friends.. And you will survive again.
Mar 2018 · 215
On today!
SelinaSharday Mar 2018
Wondering if this is the day
Maybe you decided to just slip away.
You haven't called this morning to simply say.
Have a good day bae.
I call but there's no answer.
Guess your too busy today to be there.
Guess today you just don't care.
Emotions are left suspended where.
Just hanging somewhere.
If you find it difficult to say goodbye.
Still doesn't mean my heart won't cry.
When ever I thought we were doing great.
The sweet way we like conversate.
Seems we be getting along well able to relate.
Next thing I know you'd say you'd call me back in a few minutes.
And it'd be many hours after pushing me to the limits.
Feelings of us ending revisits.
Feelings of losing is like dying.
Shallow emotional Breathing.
Then your calling  like all is fine again we're talking.
Never admiting.. Pulse and respirations needs to be taken.
Palputations..Resuscitating.. Rightly breathing breaths shaken.
Thoughts of leaving. who will be the first to make it a goodbye.
Resuscitate before its too late...Beautiful conversations are all a lie.
Stumble.. rocky.. deleting..unfriending..unbelieving ..Today!
By SelinaSharday all rights reserved. S.A.M 2018
should you get those gut feelings someone you like is leaving..should be leaving or you should be leaving.. even if it seems good appears good like all is good.
Mar 2018 · 161
I support me!
SelinaSharday Mar 2018
I feel empowered..I'm here to love on me..
here to support me.
love on some me..
after seeing how others will take me for granted.
take my sweet gentle nature and ignore it.
fail to appreciate it.
Hurt and abuse me
My time I give my attention I give.
And play the games of neglect with me.
After I bring the positivity.
My sunshine my smooth uplifting gift.
I've got a better spiritual outlook.
Not goin to lay my pearls at your foot.
My love don't belong on the ground.
To be kicked all around.
Nah nah nah no!
I'm going to say the things I've failed to let flow.
I'm going to release my tongue..
Building up my self esteem a useful weapon.
Its about me keeping going, not being injured by the tragic done.
Stop others from trappling my precious rose petals.
I realize the gift in me, some will not get my specials.
I'm seeking to stay focused.
and enlightened, Aware of my spiritual.
As the purest forms of me unfolds.
By selinasharday
S.A.M 2018
recognized this beauty in oneself, even when others treat you so poorly off and on..be aware stand up fot the gift you are.
Mar 2018 · 147
Where are you my love!
SelinaSharday Mar 2018
Where are you my love
I've been side tracked..
Gotten off track
with tones that sounded as if it was yours.
And discovered it to be just noise..
Where are you my love.
I'm still waiting..
My heart was almost taken.
My mistaken after all this long time awaiting.
I know you will not ever leave my side
You would never come along just for the ride.
You have long awaited me  to be.
Your extraordinary.
Clouds covering vision almost arising.
Your getting much  closer to arriving..
Come to me my love!
where are you.. pray that you be here soon.
SelinaSharday Mar 2018
Knowing befriending A poet!
When your friends with a Poet..
Oh you'll truly know it.
It will flow poeticly. With rhythmic divinity
You may say talk plainly to me.. And feel they move in fairy tales.
With Lyrics that sales.
sublimes through times.
Confusing lines.
Just compare their flow to a songs lyrics.
Maybe that'll help you clearly hear it.
Word justice.
A class in metaphors.
May help open up your spiritual doors.
As ryhmes pour through their veins and pores.
A poets thoughts are like gifts.
Able to genuinely make its shifts.
Trying to express things to you more creatively.
In love with a poet
Oh you'll know it..
Word therapy will message your inner temples.
Create gentle mental dimples.
Excite you or rake you over coals fire.
Just depends on which feelings you inspire.
By SelinaSharday S.A.M 2018
the writing life of a poet and the expressive lyrics oh you will get to hear it read it live it, always show sum love compliments don't cost a thing. give some critics can be rewarding and helpful do it positively.
Mar 2018 · 157
For Goodness Sake..
SelinaSharday Mar 2018
Your the laughter to my giggle...
My crush the center of my blush.
Your the Music in my soul, making my fingers fondly wiggle.
In sensitivity Your what I surrender to sensitively.
Your this comfort zone I can rest upon.
Your the glue that keeps me glued by phone.
Your the dig in my heels I feel..As jively my humor I give.
I want to be the brush,
that rushes to scrub away disappointments.
What your lacking is irrelevant.
Just here to indulge every moment spent.
Man I'm Your Siamese twin,
Unlook alike till you search within.
I'm your pea your my nut.
In privacy we selfishly strut.
Hidden away we privately Play.
We wouldn't have it any other way.
Our differences we fondly yield.
Our connection we gladly shield.
In loner, private, solo and solitary,
We bring the O in solo the o in Only the x in extraordinary.
I sigh to your tone..
my heart is saying baby come on.
I'm this instrument your stroking..
Making my presence so relaxing.
My Mr. Got it goin on.
I want to be the goodness that keeps yah strong.
For goodness Sake!
He's a Jake!
selinasharday all rights reserved. 2018
oh jake, man you make me blush, your voice is my crush.. shh just hush..even after there's no longer a us..I will not make a big fuss..shh. just hush.
Mar 2018 · 149
No Suga..4sum lemonade!
SelinaSharday Mar 2018
Left with no suga for lemonade..
You didn't give me any.
Its the bed you made.

My suga hidden locked away I always keep plenty.
Yet you should've  given me some.
You didn't give me any.
Should things become unraveled undone.

Like gentle flavors
Gifted courtesies.
Texting etiquettes.
Is like a lumpy  preserved sugar cube.
Know that rules in texting has its magnitude.      
Proper mannerisms set for the right attitude.
Like sensual videos from youtube.

Proper texting skills.
Sets the flow for good word adjectives.
If texting don't just walk away.. at least say bye  have a good day.
You were texting me and simply vanished away.
Didn't hear from you till some other day.

No good morning no how are you.
No Sorry I hadn't replied back to you.
The stems that builds proper relationships.
Simple actions that can untie good friendships.
Rude mannerisms, actions, bad timing..too many crazy smilies.
Too much giving, too much doing, way too many gifs cheezies.
Texting at wrongful innappropriate times.
Like at the movies or on a date no good signs.
Manners gone like public phone booths uneeded dimes.

Your rudeness Your going I can't miss.
You have no suga cubes.
Just sour lemons..
Easy to dismiss.

You gave me nothing to make lemonade.
Can't fix this mess you have made.
No suga for lemonade!
By selinasharday all rights reserved..3-2018
texting skills learn some.. like if you were on the phone you wouldn't just hang up,, be kind be considerate.
Mar 2018 · 109
Bae..Discover me
SelinaSharday Mar 2018
Discover me
Not in the body I used to Be..
yet still confidently.
Uniquely I still be.
Discover me.. Brilliantly.
You may Miss me or dismiss me.
Blazing my frames re arranging.
Defy me..No!
Don't Go!
I'm collaborating..
Always masquerading .
Escalating as my mind is fondly playing.
My Life is stage center..
Down center isle I enter.
Enjoying Me Doing me. Able to single cruise.
Strengthened by the richness of solitude.
I'm stable I'm laid back I'm Easy to soothe.
I just need me my own Bae..
Be My Suga Babe Bae
My sweet tooth My Suga Pie a la mode.
Bae Lets get comfortable. ⚤
As One Unit Lets Roll...
Getting to know you..I'm so into you lets roll u n me.. positivity
Feb 2018 · 165
The world is crying!!
SelinaSharday Feb 2018
The world is crying!!

poets where are you, we all need you *** has gifted you!

To help hearts of this world make it through..

Where are you?..

The World around us is falling..

Parts of it feeling tragedy feeling disastrous.

feeling help us Lord stand with us.

Poet, Leaders, Teachers, Ministers, come through,

Motivators where are you!

Rain is pouring..

Don't sleep on us hope your not snoring.

We are standing we are fighting, we are protesting.

We don't know what to do, our world is troubling.

Days appearing cloudy, whats our world coming to.

Is the world being punished for its iniquities,

Is this meant to bring us to our knees.

It's hard for many to see eye to eye,

We see a grey cloudy dark sky.

As the world is crying.

Some parts of it are laughing and mocking.

Most are denying, That things are coming apart by its seams.

As the Minority are bleeding. Our World is crying.

Many are denying,,. its the quiet before the storm.

It's the beginning of a tragic alarm.

It's history in the making!

It's very alarming..

The storms are rolling..
Poets speak your volumes..
Speak your views.. Speak in colorful hues.
On the things of today.
Help wipe some tears away.

SelinaSharday aka
heavensRosepoet 1-22-2017 S.A.M ©
In today stressful times with President Trump.. many are protesting.. tragedy the world is digesting.. many different political views..Speakers can help us deal, we need the comedy relief the poetic defense/offense. Poets/Motivators. SPEAK your truths..
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