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Raquie May 2020
Cary cares for me
His strong mind carries me..
To the garden of Eden
It takes me to the river n shows me things I didn't see in me

He speaks life into me
He teaches me
He prays for me
Gives me my space
Knows when to stay away from me

Cary is my friend
We don't want to be lovers
less we married to one another

He's smart
and saavy

He's healthy
and generally happy

Tall and enterprising
That young man is rising undeniably
Im a sapiosexual
but I don't think he can have me


He can
Make a bitter woman believe in love again
with words so sweet, a make a broken heart mend
Now if we're meant, time will tell.
Signed,
your good friend Raquel.
RaKi & Men : Courting Adventures

Book idea?
Raquie May 2020
Not chasing perfection
Louder for them in da back
I said,
Im not chasing perfection

I earned all my flaws

Fake *******
Thats an insult to God

I'll shave my hair
cause I like to be soft
but if he's had me
he's been to the bush

I feel better off the grid
Social media killing these kids
Unrealistic expectations for how you're spose to look,
having your virginity prematurely took
Soo...
Likes determine how much you like yourself
But if you turned the phone off
Your mind could help

See I been taking time
to refine myself
redesign myself
redefine my rights
and realize what's wrong
what's wrong to me
processing traumas I ain't use to see
Answering questions more friendly,
like "What's wrong with me?"

"Youse a doll baby, but you been acting like your mom lately. Go say a prayer, turn it around. Sing a song baby!"

See, can't nobody be fine
if they haven't mastered their mind.
Thought I was depressed
but that was just a test
Read them texts,
As a woman thinketh
Came correct
Now I'm performing at my best
YES YES!
MASTER YOUR MIND
Raquie Apr 2020
A bag for this & a bag for that
I look around and see a sea of scattered things
Scattered fears & I'll put you here's.

I got a bag for today, bout ten from yesterday.  In my living room lies a thousand more. Reusable bags from companies that I let take up space. Then there's diaper bags, 2 of them to be exact. But I don't use them.
I got shoulder bags, book bags, business bags, laptop bags, a stripper bag.

I got paper bags that I use for garbage, I got a plastic bag in the can, I got handbags & they all holding nonsense.

Every bag has a story but I don't think every one is important. I done told this story of my youth and my hurt for far too long. I aint tryna grow bitter as I grow old. I think it's time some of these bags go.
Here you go.
Raquie Apr 2020
Bushido don't like no virtureless woman
or maybe that's just what she thinks...
Cause maybe he ain't as virtuous as he seems.
But I like,
I be having Brittney spear moments
I be like, "oh my god, oh my ******* god."
And then I bust out laughing cause I'm having a Brittney spears moment.

Is that anxiety? I guess I never really categorized that feeling. I be feeling crazed. I don't feel it often and I wonder if its healthy to feel that way.

I know I ain't healthy cause I been reading my books, feeling resentment and regret.
How can I be a student and a teacher?
What I'm spose to do with him
They say the way a child acts is dependent on the parenting and that's facts
The flattering would urge me to reconsider,
'you a single mom one day you'll get it'
The real would tell me to **** it up, girl step it up**
It ain't easy, man this stuff is tough
It's going to take a virtuous woman sho nuff

The type who does things for herself
Be a righteous woman
One who ain't gon move
Stand on your word, cause that's what the solid do.
The amplified version of your intent being articulated into existence.
Dont be reckless with it.

Be a courageous woman
Notice the little things.
This is ain't nun but a drink. The fight is within me.
I gotta apply the things I think
And that starts with thinking better things.

Self control and Respect
I am the master of myself, the tender of my mind.
How others treat you is a reflection of how you treat yourself. 
 Tame your touch and your tongue. 
 Speak with a light heart, beam expressions of love
I am Benevolent

Cause I am that I am sooo I am who I be.
But who is that actually?
A woman with integrity
I been getting these signs and they been telling me this ain't where I'm meant to be.

Short fused, I been lacking patience.
A victim to my own abuse. I self destruct. Seldom slow down and put myself in check.
BUT I'm on my way
I swear I am on my way...

Honor thyself, be the example.
Affirm your intentions with your actions
Otherwise you just here blabbering scriptures, you telling the story but don't really get the picture.

Let your companions be sincere.
Cause them a be the ones to hold you back by the ear
Casting spells and killing ideas by suggesting fear
Feeding the darkness in your shadow
cause they lacking light within

Honor Yourself.
You are your elders
But even they can be their own enemy
Somebody said,
"A smart person learns from their mistakes,  a wise one learns from others' mistakes. "
I rather be wise.

Remember this is a fight. Young warrior. You cant have a young mind. Young minds are innocent, young minds are naive. Young minds are pure and ignorant to bad things.

Grow up, into a virtuous woman. Aware of what is and transformational when something's gotta give. Free, she lives. Bushido, she sips.
Yes, I am aware that virtureless and transformational are not a words but you gon learn today. Poem started in early April while I was drinking Bushido Sake and kinda going thru it mentally and emotionally in regards to motherhood, womanhood, and other tings.
Raquie Apr 2020
I like....
Fine wine
Top shelf

I got expensive taste
and
youse
Fine wine
Top shelf

I’d drink you down
Like rain water falling in a well

Fill me up & intoxicate me with your touch
I don’t know you but I know love

Baby you looking as tempting as an offering to a Goddess & believe I know myself

I done been had & had some too
I just want to know, if I can take a sip of you
Raquie Apr 2020
I used to write
I used to write about how sad I was
How he broke my heart
How she broke my heart
How my heart was broke like a vase

Unfixable
Yet I still would try to pick up the pieces to put em together, they cut me everytime
Never was I successful in doing what I was trying.

I think I've come to terms with the fact that I'll never be the same
That love is a lost commodity
A joke. A comedy.

I used to believe in love at first sight
I used to love myself when I looked in the mirror
Men love me when they look into the mirror
Good men, bad men too
Because I'm their mirror
but
I dont love them
I make a bad man good and a good man sad
cause
I was good to a bad man and he made me sad
Birthed a baby so I found love
But I held onto that pain and I still ain't neva came back
Does that make me bad?
Or am I just ******?
another expression of my broken heart, one day I'll be alright...
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