I almost fell in love but I took it buried it with my pen.
Tried to promise to not let it surface again.
My brain forced my logic to creep in.
I just dived back into paper with pen.
I wanted to watch your beauty its like a rainbow.
I reminded myself one day it would turn to winter cold ice and snow.
You walked by me close enough for me to feel the
warm beauty in your shadow.
I told myself it wasn't what could comfort my tomorrow.
You became my beautiful songful muse.
I realized that began to leave me feeling a bit confused.
Bubbles forced themselves out from my harmony they sparkled
they did rise.
To you it was no surprise.
Those bubbles left colorful tears in my eyes.
I begged mercy to keep away any kind of calamity.
Fight away the passions that dazzle to drown me.
Trying to break free..
stringed like kisses planted all over me.
Trying to break free as you  decided to secrete from me.
Advance from the tracks you left all over my body and its
memory.
Maybe it was all a state of my unnecessary reclines.
Now seeing our lengthy messages and unsent replies.
Dreaming about weird unsorted things.
Recalling bells with no rings.
Giving freely inconsiderately of me.
Almost I almost walked away from me..
Things deserved that are best for me.
I remembered I could cope.
Wait on what's good for me, I remembered there's always Hope.

By SelinaSharday S.A.M All Rights Reserved 2019

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

Hello thought I'd just walk away today!

Not the kinda Lady who'd quickly step a guys way.
I'm a smooth unrushed latte.
cold drink sipped slowly give ya a brain freeze if you got in a hurry.
I'm a colorful cool flurry..
Stir me quick the colors can get too blurry.
Haha lolzz my temp fails.
Train tracks can't be derailed.
A slow story read, browsed gently..pages turned kindly.
I'm not rhyming just to sound pleasantry.
Time I understand..
But its not a reason to step away or get out of line with destiny's plan.
Be about your quick sought errands seek your own plans.
I'm a cool cup of coffee best sipped romantically in the right hands.
By selinasharday rose S.A.M 2020 9/1/20

Watch out for the waters
You adventure in,
via your browser swim
truly unknowingly.
For there's so much we browsers can't see,.
Everyday grinding hustlin just doing you.
Never know what rivers u may end up passing keyboard canoe.
Like the social online parks
Its a place wherein lays unsorted dimensional sparks.
Designed places includes types of sharks.
Even for us who appreciate staying in the bushes.
Some of us like being behind the scenes.
Within the usual even new public things,.
Careful where you step. Careful where you post.
Social media is a maze, of lanes and thangs!
Online social clubs, No matter where your from..
There are places that will pull you there.
Beware of emotional eye catchers
Like mental mind candied snatchers.
Becoming a awed fan..
In this wide waters  entertainment of man.
Careful where you click, adore carefully reply.
Daggers can give you a pc glared blackeye.
Give support, but any other mission be ready to abort.
Hearts  sometimes on your sleeve, still give support that others may succeed.
Yes But not at your own risk where you may bleed.
Depression your own regression.
Diagonal emotions, changing of your views. subscribing to social vlogs.
Go easy take baby steps.
Because you can't vision where the waters go deeper.
Becoming blind to your bodies symptoms and signs.
Your giving outputs yet when have you taken time
for your inputs.
Everywhere some are asking things of you..
I happen to subscribe to a very high emotional vlogger.
Attack after attack, before my eyes and ears.
Wasn't used to the atmosphere. The language etc but still
it was a bit entertaining.
When my physical mind became drained, and the tones yelled defensive jabs.
emotional stabs.
Realized I'd subscribed way to much into the chaotic space.
Had to sit out wasn't needing the taste.
Waters of content creators thinking oh I can handle this.
Your spirit yells enough.
Careful hearts and minds..
Take breaks step away, rest and cater to your Mind health & spirit.
Careful of what Ads invite you to online swim. from the ponds, pools and lakes.
To deeper waters stay safe.. protecting the mental intellectual of your souls.
Too much junk food from creators, vloggers, subscribers, followers and the like
of social media channels.
Once over whelmed your gut will tell, unsubscribe, step away and recuperate.
You don't need so much on your plate.
SelinaSharday.. 21/9 S.A.M ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Sadness is the feeling.
Depression is the temperature.
Coldness is the feel.

Pushing above the reel. Is such an option quite a big deal.
I need to find a sweet pickle of a mood.

Protect my drive to improve..

Im tryna keep nice and warm.
Fix my hearts alarm.

Nothing fake, no playing patty cake no baker man for the lost to take.

I  don't know what are my biggest mistakes.
But I refuse to let my peace escape.
For Shardaye Rose Sake.
By_H.E.R#Poetry
S.a.m 2024

Hi, Hello
How are you,
ask yourself how much do I want to..
get ta know huh better..
do you want to..
Your invited to enjoy my atmosphere.
I want to get to know a side of you I dont know..
so i can touch your soul..
..CALM MY MIND and calm your mind
get to know you better..
so I can touch you.
Touch your emotional.. side
do u want to touch my funny poetics,...  honey..
my emotional side..
I invite you to touch me mentally..be free
I'm just selina sharday rose.. yea
come  touch my rose petals.. their like musical sheets.
feel me breath,  touch my heart, touch my mind.
ask can you touch my heart, say come sharday touch my mind..
put your hands over over me.. keepin me company..
its all in the policy.. touch my poetry
Thank you... for Touchin my friendly..  touchin my me.. I'm poetry
I'm more then what you see.. Read me.. Stay within my policy@her.poetry..
@SelinaSharday_H.E.R#POETRY

what I got for mother day

Ah What I got on yet another Mom Day
some air and some imagination, hopeful wishes at bay.

some invisible, un -acknowlegeables, some written unperson-ables.
A happy M day not much else to say..
As If i am some kind of..
Never there fa you kinda motha/*****.
Don't do nothing fa ya Kinda motha..
Trifling otha kinda, something or other type motha..
What I did get and have is.....the spirit of let down.
A gift of  no consideration.
A quiet shadow of you ain't that important or relevant.
The failed chance to say oh you shouldn't have's.
The missed moments of awe how sweet of you's.
The crumbs of no gratitude, from self absorbed tudes.
And a simple say anything I'd come off as rude.
I'm unseen, unheard, seen as old fashioned old school old ways.
Blinded shades, wisdom ignored, prayers stayed, unappreciated days.

Thanks for the little tab bits of invisible cards...hmm really
Thanks for the symbolic s of traditional materials,..untouchables
Those just tryna say I lov ya so's...(walkin in them shoes)
The absence of it can at times pain the soul.
Never one to ASK FOR MONEY OR GIFTS...Do I! wee bits..
By surprise be nice to discover how It'd feel to get the what ifs.
To be given the  unexpected gift, how heaviness might lift.
How solemness n sadness may suddenly shift.
It's not the material of a gift,, It's the showing of
heartfelt bliss. Spiritual Uplift.

I sit and it makes me recall..the six times, six souls, six plights..
To sow, to plant, to till the ground,
to labor, to sacrifice, to pray during those daily fights.
To feed, to nurture, to yearly grow.
Unselfishly..regardless of the needs of me.
By Grace of mercy heavens kept me.
So I can be..still Mommie, unperfectly.
Happy Momma Day 2Me...

@S.A.M  _H.E.R/POETRY2020

@H.I.M.2
Kiss for this new intimate soul..h.i.m
To which many of my stories have been told..
Hug to this listening ear.
Who has revealed many things to me I hold dear..
Smiles for the man I am gettin to know.
Even early on he sets my heart aglow.
Chatting is such excitement.
In chatting dang wonder where the time went.
Progression into time is filled with quality.
So shortness of time is nugatory.
Conversations impulsive, debatable even learnable.
So filled with open honesty on safe levels even shared equivocal..
Exciting steamy, richness and understanding.
The kind of connection worth pursuing.
Even if theres a closed door at the end. The ride will be worth enduring.
Hurryin up to wait..
Gettin into the gate..
Discoverin it was well worth Giving/
losing/achieving/receiving!


By selinasharday! tm..2018 s.a.m

Poetry
Hasn't
Poetry hasn't seen me since, I can't even recall when.
Its been wondering when, I'll pick up pad and pen.

It has six
ways it can fix.
Poetry has broken tears.
Emotions held back for years.
Poetry has many funny bones.
It just needs a poet to laugh with it On and On.
Oh poetry
It's been hiding holding back its delivery.
Hearty Poetic Bone.
Poetic Highs and it's lows.
It's been hiding it's hidden sorrows.
Without a Poet  no one would see out side of the window.
No birds would go where others simply will not follow.
Knowing the secrets of conceived mysteries that flows.
Telling stories of what I see of poetic pearls.
Gifting words filled with verbs.
Poetry tickles. Lifting all that's fickle.
Poetry wants us to come back.
Writing soulful lyrics mostly telling facts.

7 The law of the Lord is perfect, [e]converting the soul;
The testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple;
8 The statutes of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart;
The commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes;
9 The fear of the Lord is clean, enduring forever;
The judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.
10 More to be desired are they than gold,
Yea, than much fine gold;
Sweeter also than honey and the [f]honeycomb.
11 Moreover by them Your servant is warned,
And in keeping them there is great reward.

12 Who can understand his errors?
Cleanse me from secret faults.
13 Keep back Your servant also from presumptuous sins;
Let them not have dominion over me.
Then I shall be blameless,
And I shall be innocent of [g]great transgression.

14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
Be acceptable in Your sight,
O Lord, my [h]strength and my Redeemer.

Have me have me nots.
Tear drop..
for something good I have not.
Tear drops..
like my feet with no socks..
plop ploppity sloppily tossing feelings like keepsake rocks..
something cherishable something good no longer got.
I lost it Singing love me, or love me nots..
Adornments of pretty frocks..
hair curly in cute **** locks.
Forget me or please forget me not.
A position to be in brings chilly shocks...
I'm just a thought away.
I'll tease myself this way..
my friends only a call away..
a text away..
a prayer away.
Maybe someday
just a touch away..
I pray..
Oh for goodness sake..
Be just a hope away

Call me and say
oh I was just super busy.
Doing me my way..
how is your day.
By selinasharday3

@Ready.ova It 2
like.. from what's been surrounding me..
lately the people I know
the casual friends I have..
The places I see...
Just sadly ova it..
and Its time for a new painted me,
painted everything..
Over same old everything..
What can new beginnings bring me..
I need rescuing from everything..
Only thing I'd keep is the people with places within me..
sons, sisters, mother, close friends, pet, poetry..
and hopes within me.
to see brighter things..
All I can't erase right now..
seeking some solace
some escape right now..
where to left right day or night..
Right now I'm like that mixer of the sun
and the cloudy grey
where the rain cloud
meets the sunny side.
and you can see them both
at the same moment.
driving thru each one.
not company for anything..
crazy mixture of both things..
so ova it..
ova everything.
ready to paint a new beginning.

Let's see, let me check this  correctly.. So your saying you don't get me.
You don't get the creativity.
Ink to pad tapestry.
Designed words of dressed abilities.
The way words portray, feelings, thoughts emotional say.
Ahh I can slip into them like lingerie.
You need words put simply rather easily in your described way.
Well they can be worn like a pair of  comfy shoes, or come with wings of expressions.
You don't want any worded thoughts of cuteness. No challenged reasonings.
Come on and try it. My words scoop them onto a spoon. Sprinkle them across the tongue.
Allow flavors to be measured drizzled with fun.
Chew on  their newness. In fullness.  
Their  stunning liked bites makes  your sharp teeth.
That are able to reach then flow oh so deep.
Have a seat,
allow me to season your mind roused with words like music under feet.
Allow
Come
Don't retreat
Don't claim verbal defeat.
The minds willing to listen.
Spiritual ease smiling oh  so nicety. How do you say!
What's that,  love how you sway, eyes glow with laughter after laughter.
Line after line.
Words love when its
rhyme.
Cute and flirty poetry find.
Read me, metaphorically.
Mind and bodied lyrical I be.
Richly diversely gently staged  so cleverly.

S.A.M H.E.R_Poetry 2023

Not!
Not Gonna! we won't.
Force it! If it's not flowing confortably!
We won't fake it or force it,
Follow, flow, feel..I
I feel something..
You feel something.
Excuse me. what did you say.
I can barely hear you most times anyway.
Flow, free, feel..Is it real.
Roll, follow, thoughtful.
Thinking about you.
You Me its all so new..
Mechanical.. unreachable..untouchable.
Winds take me there I wanna be there. Mind.
My touch is blind.
I want to decline.
Don't want to wait for this through time.
relationships through web lines.
Creative brilliant finds.
My ears Must listen..
my heart must keep still block yah from gettin in.
Conversations and its hesistations.
I've got options...
Y.O.U..Really! Am I ignoring.
Imaginations.. forsaking hearts for the taking.
O.V.a... Y.O.U.. really!
Not really!
Ball up in a knot and just cry..
This pixel image has caught my eye.
Giving you attitude.. seeming just rude.
I don't really know you dude!
Don't ask me for my pixels..
Don't ask me for images of my pearls.
Figure out what I'm worth.
I'm from the royalty of this Earth.
Like Mother Earth.
Many fail to value her worth.
Treat her like she's simply dirt.
Come through this video screen..
Get out of my dream.
I'm too tired to keep dreaming Oh I.
It's my time to fly..Oh I..
Wanna love yah Like I'll neva say goodbye.
Click on me..Love on me...Delete me.. or block me..
You can decide what your world wants from me.
Am I a easy accessible accessory.
Or will you come for me cherish me eternally.
Make me a part of your real world.
Capture this exotic pearl..
I won't, force it, prove it perfect.
Not! worth it.
Trying to force a gift.
By selinaSharday 2-2018 S.A.M

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.
Poetry..
Unveils or conceals situations of lifes mystery.
By SelinaSharday..2019..S.A.M

like.. from what's been surrounding me..

lately
the people I know the casual friends I have..
The places I see...
Just sadly ova it..
and Its time for a new painted me,
painted everything..
Over same old everything..
What can new beginnings bring me..
I need rescuing from everything..
Only thing I'd keep are the people with places within me..
sons, sisters, mother, close friends, pet, poetry..
and the hope within me.
to see brighter things..
All I can't erase right now..
seeking some solace
some escape right now.
Where to left right
day or night.

Do with ya.
Make ya breakfast on time. Duh…
I see somethin diff about cha.
some don't know what to do with ya.
But you can see sumthin different when ya with me.
preparing ya lunch.. What you like I got a hunch..
every day when ya f'in with me.. be somethin diff.
Dinners going to be somethin to stick to ya bone.
Ya won't get the same thing er’day.
the young chicks don't know what ta do with ya..
with ya yeah yeah.
I'm like seasoning simmering and classic dinning.
but home grown fixing..ol schoolin know what I mean..
I'm jus saying I'ma eye pleasing cuddly smiling thang.
Dedicated behavior..
dressing thangs up and smoothing things round..
so cool so cool....
Bring yah specialty behavior...
So I can bring tha flavor...
tasty gravy.. committed chemistry, sweet rarity.
I could be best fa yah...
cuz some wouldn't know what ta do wit cha..

H.E.R_Poetry By SelinaShardaye

silence
Perceived.
perceiving
perceptions
silent reads
reflections are lonely

Discover me
Not in the body I used to Be..
yet still confidently.
Uniquely I still be.
Changing..
Arranging.
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...

"JUST SAY IT!"

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

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.
selinasharday..@Ucked.Up..Tude.

Your the womb that carried these diamonds..
The shelter that harbored the extended mini cities...
The feet that traveled the valleys highs and lows....
and
your memories will always be what follows....
Today we embrace the hands that cooked, washed, scrubbed, and wrote the songs that'll never be forgotten..
The songs are your vocals.
we have listened to from birth and beyond..
Love you!!

Inspires!!
Our love fills the imagery..
Of life secrets its colony.
A restful place of destiny.. happiness that is complete.
His excitement splashes from his soul like glitter ever so unsteady.
I apply sounds of stability, that steady the floors of common grounds.
Steps at finding partners' toes. hellos like liquid Golds.
Rich in this. Throne of humble homes.
Laughter going and going strong.
Mentally appealing...
His smiles,
His joys,
He
Be
Wrestling
with fires.
That
Inspires.
Me.
@H.e.rPoetry2023 s.a.m

Last convo of the evening.. So Who/what keeps you grounded..?  What is the source of what you feel is the thing that makes you founded.., In your busy and your idle times..?  what helps you be the best of who you are.. And do questions from a online convo some one you never met make you get annoyed at said arrival.. Like dang why you asking and do you feel the questioner better answer you first before you do. Or even if they do you don't give sound minded details of what is significantly you...about you??  answer or not hope i make you think  and feel some emotions and some thing to ponder good or bad..
Past intro   Some..  Questions .. LIKE what keeps u grounded..
TAKE AS LONG AS YOU NEED. EVEN IF ITS ONLY A FEW..

Protesting For Us.
Our Cries World wide..
From the USA even to the Mother lands..Africa..
The World Cries reaches US.
Paris France. Vancouver Canada, Germany
Visions and dreams have shown my stove is burning..
I often wondered what it could mean.
There's a fire in my kitchen, the center of where I live.
Theres a burning. In the heart of the land..
The place that feed my family.. food to survive..
As I look around my land now right in my homeland. There's fires burning..
In the hearts of man. From Injustices in the land. The killing OF another Now George Floyd Openly. Strangely for the world to see.
Now cities are burning, grenades are throwing, rubber bullets are shooting..
At us in our pains. They are arresting any and every one of us. Why..
Because we are Bleeding, so they arrest us. because we don't wanna go home.
Suffer in silence unseen. Hurt and die in our sorrow.. Obey curfews.. Used as tools to control.. what needs to be seen.
Our rights to be heard, our rights to walk it out, shout it out, All day and night with eachother.
See us we want to protest, stop shooting your rubber bullets, because
we don't wanna hide behind closed doors. between 7 and 11..

We are risking Our Lives for this cause.. Risking Our health for Liberty.. Equality.
The Rights to be free, Our Lives Matter, Our Rights matter, Our Equality Matters,
Our Humanity Matters, Stop Killing Us, Trying to Silence us.. STOP And.. Prosecute The guilty.
OverThrow The Powers in Authority That rule with cruelty to humanity. Especially to People like me. I want the rights to Express myself Openly, Our tears for the world to see.
In Our Pains why must you treat us so roughly, so disrespectfuly. rubber bullets, gas grenades, smokes and flares, We people are already wounded, already feeling down, already fed up, already exhausted, already disrespected already getting killed.. You won't lift us up give us a  caring hand..Us against those racist against us..Way Over fed Up.
We are Thanking every color in America and world wide.. that Protest On Our side.
Willing to fight and be heard and demand for changes for our kind, and all of mankind.
Thats been denied..
Justice for US.