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Softly spoken  Oct 2011
education
Softly spoken Oct 2011
I got this great sensation.
With a broad imagination
And I love to think
Where other brains are weak
So educate me
Teach me that one plus one in ya bedroom
Means later on a wife and groom
That if I don't pull out and stay in
9months from now we got a baby coming
We all need education
No don't put me no class room I want hands on
I want to touch feel and embrace the sun
And yes I know its hot
But so was you and look what I got
I'm getting educated
Now that I know about the birds and the bees
I got a lil knowledge on astrolegy
Can we go on please
Without this thing called education the brain is dead
She brought me to life the first time I got in her bed
She educated me taught me things I never knew
Like you can have sharp pains in ya heart from what someone else might do
That you can be heart broken yea she taught that to me
She also demonstrated that one time she left me
Education
Although sad for her to go I'm glad she taught me about *******
Or else I would be in a world of shyt
Sexually fustrated holding all these nuts in
Man **** education half of the shyt we don't use
And knowing one plus one don't stop ya heart from getting bruised
I hate education of life I should of stayed in public schools
Instead of coming out to the real world and takin off my sschool shoes
I don't want to learn
That falling in love sometimes can burn
**** you education
I'm gonna make a collabaration of the two
The real world / school education and sell it to ya kids in school
So they won't be fooled
When someone comes and try to educate them
And still I have a great sensation with a broad imagination
I got my books pen and paper early preperation
For this shyt called education
Dougie Simps Aug 2013
I love the way, I love the way you work it...baby drop it slow, the vibe is so perfect,
Her body proves to be worth it...skin butter cream...she enhances every fantasy, a real life *** dream…she's arches her back, then pushes back, slow it down girl, just like that...**** Im gettin weak...toes curling on my feet, she moves to the rhythm, thrusting to the bass of the beat.
Kisses to my chest, all the way up onto my neck...her nails diggin in, I'm holdin the back of her neck...(tap,tap,tap) she screaming "oh god!" Her pleasures she might confess..like "your love is the best" "babe! Hold on...I can't catch my breath"
Swimming all in her ocean,
The scenery turns wet,
I just realized I can't remember her name...guess for now ill call her regret, or maybe first date ***? Or maybe one night stand?
9months later ill call her karma, when I hold a child in my hand...
Stories of ****** encounters
Keep the mind, blind and not let it think it through...I was infatuated with her she was lusting for me too, things can get so crazy out body temps rising got me confused...was this all a mistake? Or something I was supposed to do?
I snap outta my daydream, I got caught into a stare...
She's still on top of me, should I tell her that I'm almost there?
My body feel like novacane, her pink matter offered a exchange...for my solider to cross the land...in which this new land he will claim...my nightmare is formulating from this sensation she's creating
I only wanted just one night...she treated it like we were mating..
Decisions are weighing, all on my brain
I know 15 minutes of pleasure, just made a lifetime change
We finished, she put her arms around me and then slowly whispered, "my name is the one to blame" she closed my eyes and made me kiss her.
-Dougie simps
RnB is my real love, seductive writing is my passion.
Taylor Evans Apr 2013
So small, so fragile.
he's finally here.
The sweet baby boy I always knew I'd have.
He is perfect.
Ten fingers
ten toes
Two eyes
One smile
What else could a mother ask for?
he will be great as he grows
he will grow strong and tall
He will lead our nation
I have carried his soul inside of mine my whole life
His being inside mine for just over 9months
I know he will be extraordinary
holding my extraordinary boy in my arms,
He begins to wheeze;
The nurse quickly rips him from my embrace
She rushes him out of the room.
my baby boy
my warrior
Was I wrong?
is he not,
Extraordinary?
Written through my sister's eyes.  2011
penn  Oct 2015
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penn Oct 2015
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I wonder if you miss me tonight,
When all stars seem to be out of sight
I wonder if you ever think of me,
When our memory together is all I see.
I wonder if you sometimes reminisce,
When I always remember our very first kiss.

I wonder if you still care,
When calling you, I do not dare.
I wonder if it is me you love,
When I realized, it is only you that I have.

It has been 9months and 11days,
I wonder if you still remember our Monthsaries and Anniversaries.

When I decide to come back to you,
I wonder if you'd welcome me and say,
"What took you so long? I've been waiting for you, my Boo."
SirDlova Nov 2014
Mother Love

It all started in her womb

I would be in trouble and I would shout "Mama"
Its not cause my father wasn't around
Its the warmth that I was wraped in for 9months
I got out, and the ice cold world hit me.
I wished to go back,
How could I go back to my mothers womb?

Womb!

My first home
No fancy doors or windows
No kilimanjaro tiles or maxidoors
It wasn't a crave
I was hungry
I ate what she ate

My mother wont starve while I'm still alive!
In this life theres no woman that would take my mothers place in my heart!

Mother love...

#MamasBoy
#ILoveMyMom
jide oyediran Jul 2016
WHEN DO MOTHERS REST?

Sitting in the dark can't see blue. . . Different thoughts flowing through my mind, yet there is this dominant one; when do mothers rest? when do they sit back and just have rest of mind? You may be wondering what in Gods name is this guy saying; or maybe you have been thinking thus: "of course my mum is resting and she has peace of mind" now Let me take you down the lane.

Starting from when your mum got married to your dad, the first few months, as always is difficult; especially if "we never see born boy". (I wonder why there its never "born girl") #smiles.Pressure starts mounting on her from both the husband, and the family. At some point, God answers her prayers and she conceives, then carries it for good 9months; after nine months, she nutures the child for another 6 years to say the least, till the child can run around.

Now, the worry of taking the child to school sets in. After primary school, she is worried again that her Child has to get into secondary school, then the University.At this point,the worry is: the fear of bad friends. please don't follow bad friends she says constantly;shun cultism,prostitution and the likes. then before you finish University another worry sets in...

Which company is going to employ you, who will you get married to...? Are the raging thoughts at this stage.Consequently, God helping you, you secured a job, and get married, she starts thinking again just Like A clock that's is constantly on duty. "Hope your husband is treating you well? "when will you give us a grand child"? She gets a grand-child then she feels she has to look out for both you and the grand child."Mother" leaves her husband's house, and spends time with you till she feels you guys are fine,then she calls everyday to check on you guys. . .

I can decide to go on, and on with this observations but i can't but wonder when do mothers actually rest? My conclusion: My mum will have the best of things in this universe.
#SpecialToallmothers
#IloveMyMum
If you love your mum like and tag someone
sankavi Sep 2019
you
and
you

my 2 best friends

i hate writing about this again

i love both of them
but i think i like him as more than a friend
or maybe its because weve finally started talking again
after 9months
and everything just feels right
like it was just yesterday we were sitting at school talking and laughing

its been 9 months and I've changed so much
but when i talk to you i just go back to how i was

talking to you is so unhealthy for me
i keep reminiscing about the past
going over old texts and photos

i was over you
but how does one simple text bring back everything

i need to stop talking to him because i just miss everything so **** much and its messing with me
but i can't
i missed my best friend
and talking to him makes me so happy

but he likes her and she likes him
and no matter what happens that'll never change
all i can do is be happy for them
i really am happy for them
deanna im sure youll read this soon and i really actually want you to go for him, he loves you so **** much and i dont think thats ever gonna change. just dont hurt him :) i loveyou both and i dont think that can ever change either
rubben Wainaina May 2018
Like the joy a newborn brings..
A toddler is bought -fourth,
Young,Naive,path crooked but destined for greatness!
In your arms i reigned,indeed new king!
Reunited from 9months of adoration,care and certainty.
Time is of essence but this new gem became your idol.
A seraphic time machine!
Born sinner,violent and hopeless
Your words are wondrous,in them i abide- Mummy i love You
Your midas touch,ardent love Never desists.
What ive become,- a rebel,irreparable
but don't lose me the more I change, no!
Yep,she rues of how raised me,but shw proud of what she raised!!
May the grace of the Lord be with you now and forever Mummy!
Letitia Adair  Apr 2020
He was
Letitia Adair Apr 2020
He was the one until
He wasn’t coming home on time
He was the one
When he finally got a job
He was the one until
Excuses for getting off the phone became the same
He was the one
Until his good byes lost emotion and eyes showed pain
He was the one
And then his interest faded
He was the one until
Nights we’re alone
He was the one
And then he slowly moved out
He was the one
Until you saw them as you drove past her house
He was the one
Who didn’t sign for 9months later when that unexpected delivery came
He wasn’t the one
Finally you seen through the neglect
He won’t be the one
Because my standards are high and ain’t been met
Salmabanu Hatim  Feb 2020
Solve
Salmabanu Hatim Feb 2020
B+G+ 1MP =9MP gives you AC
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Boy +Girl +1Min Pleasure=9Months pregnancy  gives you A Child.
23/2/2020

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