Meh Settle on down

Leave the wonder of.

So that Meh can.

Gone go on now.

There's no time to finis

What was half said nah.

I wait by the playground.

As my sweet grandchild play's.

Takes my mind away.

Until my wonder taps meh gin.

No place fa meh to get in.

So ima send H.I.M a message airplane as he works hard at..
Bombay station.

Chatting bout technology.

No time.. I'm gone get sleep and yawn with no cares.

*** the usual will be..

Forgotten me after the jobs all done.

My princess ready for her evening routines.

And my eyes are already yawning as the evenings dawning.

Casually forgotten and no time to make me feel beautifully thought about.
And sweetly answered. Conversations still being had.

While I have planted unanswered seeds, notes, images, and audio  gentles.

Meh gets no care.

Its fair

Cuz he cares.. But he fairs in daily

Must be done s.

As I fade on unvisited long left days. Wasted gourmets untouched cuisine of human emotion.

Seeds unfertilized.

..Bare essentials as The Roamer tills leaving room for my wondering.

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 conversation
with someone you never met.
Make you get annoyed at said arrival..
Like dang why you asking  all this?  
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??  
Answers given or not.
Hope I make you think and feel,
some emotions and
some things to ponder good or bad..
Past intro's   small talks.
Some..  
questions ..
Like what keeps u grounded..
Take as long as you need....even if in only a lil of time..

"In A Poem "
Can't hide now..
Somehow you trippin on account..
Your
Stepping in full hearted..
Its always on yo mind.
My Nicety.
My friendly..
Don't rush this kindness.
Don't allow the blindness.
I need to match up with You..
But I'm clear headed..
I get your melody and its like magic.
But I won't take it for granted.
Your niceness is so so sweet.
Your limousine, and your beautiful things.
You ride me above near clouds. I can see the city below.
But Im still careful of where I let my harmony flow.
Its not too late to stand up and get yo balance. I want romance.
The taste is yummy, let me sit you down.
let us both unwind..
Your hopes are so high.
I adore it.. Sigh..
allow me to show you what it takes..
Its so obvious I feel your rush.
Don't run and make me play catch up.
This gotta  align for the both of us..
Ok My spirit loves its freedom.. Keep me feeling free..
Even with you flowing with me.
We are both complete individuals.
No going ghost.
Lets take a bite of unity on a count of 1, 2, 3.
Lets take a Toast!
To our purity, our kindest, our Niceness.
Genuineness. Lets not worry we won't be together.
Quietly, silently in unity.
Forever..
Inspired POETRY
CREDITS SONG GIVEON
MAKE YOU MINE..
HINTS@ Who.U
Poem by selinashardayH.e.rPoetry

She carried a heavy burden from an early age
She's the 2nd oldest but a leader in her her own way
Standing out amongst her sisters and raising fine sons
To this mother I dedicate these words
Violet radiance is her energy Humble wise and  and  compassionate her aura does shine
Doing all she can to be a blessing to others an admirable quality rare in this time
Although mothers day is only a single day, a mothers job sadly never seems done
Especially when the father is nowhere in sight, I applaud I know it wasn't always fun
You never quit when things were bad
you kept bellies full  and  put smiles on faces when kids felt sad
you were always fair even when made mad
Years later as storms pass, like a diamond you only got better with time
I always felt gemstones were underrated so its time this one got its spotlight to shine
Like stars in the Sky you deserve countless blessings as far as the eye can see
Know when I leave this prison you'll want for nothing a fact you'd best believe
I pray your vibrant light never falters in my life because I feel id truly be lost
It will weigh on me heavily since my actions robbed us of time my anger's folly too heavy a cost
Heavenly Father speed my return to my mother if you will I'll not ask for much else then.
Except that we all can meet once more and enjoy paradise in your kingdom in the end.
Love you and thank you for everything hope you like this poem.
-Christopher

A sharing too much.. again..
staring at me again.  
Waiting again only getting nothing again.
Even in my skin..
looking past me again..
simply saying all I know of you is the inviting.
The poking the sayings.
Those invites..
Like fire crackers don't know when one will fire away again.
I'm simply repeating me time and time again..
No and No again.
Even when I  may just start imagining.
Again The answer is still No.
Again!

The Earths Day
It's getting evening time for the Earth to prepare for resting as
9 p.m. approaching. Ready for sleep sleeps restoring from 9:00 p.m. to 10:00 11:00 and 12:00 p.m. As sleep restore, the sneaky deeds of doers are rushing to do their ***** Deeds.
Under the midnight cover of Darkness coming out of weeds.

As so much is going on.
The winds are calling from nature strong.
By 12 midnight and 2 am.
The Earth is turning over.
From sleepiness as she is awakening hearts so they are praying.
Those who feel her by 3 am awakens from sleep by the 3@ms
Earth shifts and turns before daylight dawns. Many are yawning.
Shaking the sleep so prayers are pouring.
The Earth Night Angels have been battling. Evils that hide in the wee hours of darkness start their running hiding and falling.
It's the 4@m the Earth is preparing in praises for the promises and hopes in the newness of a lighted blessed day.
By 6@m the earth is glowing she's washed her face, and she's blessed by grace.
Standing even when turmoil somewhere with such disgrace.
It's ready to work ready to shine planting hopes and love.
Comforts from above. Let's fight let's stand my Earthly Children and animals. Plant life, and all that exists.
It's Your day, as are another day closer,
Let's live, let's remind ourselves, in every moment shine.
Smell the flowers,  keep going, moving, growing, The Earth is still standing.

By
Love, Joy, Peace @H.E.R

Pour your smiles on me.. Paint my face your way..
Let me say I feel things in my solemn of days.
Don't be bothered
by how I can paint my face,
diff then what you ordered.
Green red or blue.
Doesnt mean my heart ain't tru to you.
If my red lipstick makes you sad.
why can't it make you see red is pretty and be glad.
My personality does it matter how fun and cute adorned with sashes.
Or is it you can't see it your too busy being mad about lashes.
I bought me some fancy adorable colored rings.
Your like hmm, cuz you'd rather
I'm plain and stripped of all my pretty things.
Paint me how I look when I wake up.

My face is still pretty with no make up.
But when I shake some colors up.
Grown Up fa me cuz colors should'nt make you mad at me,
when you love me..
Love me, like me.. dolled up or down.. I'm a lovely me..
Why is that hard fa you to see. free ya mind babe....



@SelinaShardaye_H.E.R Poetry copyrights..

Never mind me..
I'm just spiraling out sometimes turning..
within self's yearning...
And needful of touching things..
Inside Me where there's, my dissatisfactions.
I'm alone and un-alone.
Because the drive to stay content with being such a
workaholic its cool beans.
and its company enough for me.
All the while needing untouched things. Seen in dreams..
while the yearning of things..
Picks up steam.
I'm a girl dissatisfied..
A woman dreaming.
A Queen Worker Bee.
Nourishing Needed things.
  Being  me the she I be,,.
So in love with the idea of a He. a Him.
Finding a me.. as vulnerability lets Me be free.
To give this complex yet beautiful.
ready to love Me.
Poetry.. Me..
Not seeking a toy boy a ******* toy But a serious H.e..
That will accept a S.h.e Like m.e.
SelinaSharday..

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 -acknowledge_ ables, 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 solemnness 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 Mother, imperfectly.
Happy Momma Day 2Me...
@S.A.M  H.E.R/POETRY2020

Feels Good Chillin..
How does it feel to be a villain..
How ya be stealin, all my feelings.
Like skating a figure 8
Even thou you come here. Late..

I'm off on a island.
Yet not far from  the greater land.

Ya a Navy Service Kind..
Thats a service rare find..
How does it feel..
Getting all my breath, Leaving me gasping..
Feeling like Joys raining..
Now you seeking.
To run from the Navy ships.
just to share more timed dances and fruity kiss lips.
Serve my country.
I'm a civilian.
Understanding the mission..
Isn't just about seeing the vision.
Its the moods, and the good done deeds all that succeeds.
Like
Its what keeps, us belonging and serving the needs.
@Navy-ABae..

@H.E.RPOETRY
S..A.M ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.. 2023

After making me Feel ah way! Ok!
Say fare enuff sweet friend..
I'm just across the street.. remember
Say ok cool shardaye..
Cuz I'm just a prayer and a thought away.
Think oh she just decide to chillax. and I know im cool always with huh..
Hi my guy friend. I am here, in my room ok...
working on wonderful virtual adventures all at bay ok..
I'll hit u up when everything's all ok.. try not to feel a way..
I'm sensitive, needing things done my way..
Know that the hill and me needed to chill in our own divided way..
Say.. oh hey.. You know me I'm being shardaye..
Keep a smile on yo face er'day ok.. as i'm just sails away...
just Pray.. ok..
byH.E.R_Shardaye.RosePoet S.A.M 2024

Your bringing me conversational
cups of brewing rich coffee.
It's usually mild cream with mystery.
I like coffee. I like cream.
But sugar is the missing theme.
You share 4 oz  cups just to sooth us enough.
But I need your rich caring tsp of artificial  sugars.
Somethings better then nothing coated taste that delivers.
I like flavors rich in lasting destiny.
You speak of being always in time softness private luxury.
I need sugar stirred in our coffee.
The thing you keep from me is the thing craved of my femininity.
Sharing sips at times makes me feel it's all I need.
In the heat of a latte with it's amazing smoke even though the vapors are freed.
Come to me, feel me in my absence.
Like the warmed luscious coffee you leave behind from your presence.
Breath simmered with womanly sugars representing  glitters.
In sugars pantry flowers sultry whispers..
I want your sugars.
Without fears.
Like there's no fears in the views of our locked in eyes.
Glancing deeply searching wonderfully.
Repeatedly stop and compliment the honesty in its longevity.
My mood is rooted in what you bring.
In you I'm free and my joyfulness
is clearly seen heard felt vibrating.
Give me that unspoken seen.
Coffee flattering filled to the brink
sweetly lasting comforted cup brewed in-like thing.
You and your rustic secrets.
Dared consumed needed subjects.
Enjoying us our timed
majesticals.
Coffee caffeine finesticals.
Café Sade Coffee @play.
I want sugar in this coffee sprinkled nicely my way.
Heightened lip bitten.
You know the things I do are  wild feel good exciting!
Your Final touch you bring, mingled with mine is so Igniting.

By SelinaSharday rose
S.A.M. 2021

It's getting evening time for the Earth to prepare for resting as
9 p.m. approaching. Ready for sleep sleeps restoring from 9:00 p.m. to 10:00 11:00 and 12:00 p.m. As sleep restore, the sneaky deeds of doers are rushing to do their ***** Deeds.
Under the midnight cover of Darkness coming out of weeds.

As so much is going on.
The winds are calling from nature strong.
By 12 midnight and 2 am.
The Earth is turning over.
From sleepiness as she is awakening hearts so they are praying.
Those who feel her by 3 am awakens from sleep by the 3@ms
Earth shifts and turns before daylight dawns. Many are yawning.
Shaking the sleep so prayers are pouring.
The Earth Night Angels have been battling. Evils that hide in the wee hours of darkness start their running hiding and falling.
It's the 4@m the Earth is preparing in praises for the promises and hopes in the newness of a lighted blessed day.
By 6@m the earth is glowing she's washed her face, and she's blessed by grace.
Standing even when turmoil somewhere with such disgrace.
It's ready to work ready to shine planting hopes and love.
Comforts from above. Let's fight let's stand my Earthly Children and animals. Plant life, and all that exists.
It's Your day, as are another day closer,
Let's live, let's remind ourselves, in every moment shine.
Smell the flowers,  keep going, moving, growing, The Earth is still standing.

By

Love, Joy, Peace @H.E.R