"blackmailed" poems
I know of just too many Cyclopes,
Let me describe one of them better,
The one who preys on values of men.
So miniature he is - mere few inches,
So often in our pockets he is found,
So crooked he is with a single eye.
When among beautiful babes & gals,
He is active getting used in clicking,
Also used up is he sometimes by fishy men for fishier purposes.
This Cyclops was filming one such similar affair with a lady unaware,
Stripped naked was her body exposed to that bare,
Trick or truth, clothed or naked, she thought not about this cyborg Cyclops filming her **** ever in her wildest of fears.
The young lady is then blackmailed by the Cyclops's master,
"Be quiet about it and serve us in our industry,"
Threatened with publishing publicly of the moments - she gives in to this blackmail.
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 12:54 AM UTC
I'm on Urge;
Do not Judge;
I love Fudge;
With all my Grudge;
~
Like Such;
Wanted so Much;
But i was Clutch;
Ate on a Brunch;
~
On a Saturday;
Like in May;
Let me Say;
Was in Clay...;
~
It was Good;
Like my Mood;
That i Could;
Send a ****
~
And in Despair;
I had a Flair;
But to be Fair;
I didn't Care;
--------
I'm Lost;
What's the Cost?;
I got Exhaust;
By the Frost;
~
I've Failed;
Got Jailed;
It Scaled;
Blackmailed...;
~
They're Blind;
Can't Find;
And Bind;
Got no Mind;
~
Left a Mark;
In the Dark;
Like a Quark;
Instable as a Shark;
~
In this Blend;
I Attend;
She my Friend;
Brings the END.
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 7:13 PM UTC
*Women have rights,
Right to life and right to speech
Rights to love and be loved*
**Feelings and emotions running wild,
Right to vote and be voted for
Feelings of happiness running high**
*Not to be harassed or blackmailed,
Not to be abused and relegated
Women think too
Respect the girl child,
And tender her
Give her the right words
And build her ego*
**if a man can lead the world,
A woman can heal the world**
Professor Marylyn-dolly©
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 12:15 PM UTC
Speak Power to Truth, but watch out for Lie Poem
3/01/2014
Sometimes we are afraid to speak Truth to Power.
Have you ever heard that phrase uttered
by some token card pushing sack of potatoes?
I want to know :
Who are these Truth and Power characters?
Why are we afraid to speak with them?
Fear not, I'll break it down,
I met Truth in 8th grade,
watched friends steal candy from a store,
then they shouted, "Wynn go take some more."
Egging on persistent - I couldn't ignore.
I snuck the snack in to my pocket,
pretended I dropped it.
left enough change on the counter
to pay for my friends and more,
high hived my friend Truth as I walked out the door.
I met Power high up in a tower
of offices.
That's right, Power is a bureaucrat who stamps a time clock.
Every single weekday,
as a weak single,
like you and me, maybe.
Power worked for my university
signed my paychecks,
and didn't like me at all.
Power threw a power trip, extorted, blackmailed me and all,
I got was secret meetings behind closed doors,
Power threw me out
said Wynn we don't need you anymore.
I met Truth a 2nd time when I fell in love
and had Truth tell me, Wynn admit it,
this isn't the stranger you've been dreaming of.
But I didn't follow Truth's advice,
Instead I listened to Lie,
and continued to suffer
until emotionally I wanted to die.
Lie, is another character you will tend to get involved with.
Each day in a mirror Lie reviews your clothes,
whispers in your ear you should starve,
need to become beautiful,
to lose weight,
and change french fries for grapes.
Lie wears a funny suit and shows up at your door,
will try to sell you **** on silver platters,
as if you needed anymore,
Power came again to me,
at a protest in the mall,
said freeze, put your hands in the air,
don't move, stay where you are.
Power wields handcuffs,
forged from metal, emotions, or money.
Power is tall and attractive.
Can be so friendly, sweet like honey.
Power is secretly a business partner of everyone in your life.
Power will be there for those who afford to buy its might.
Lie is the friend who your parents say you should kick out of your house,
but instead you awkwardly end up inviting to dinner.
Lie timed their visit strategically.
To dine at your table for free.
(Lie doesn't identify with gender pronouns by the way).
So speak Power to Truth, but watch out for Lie,
because Truth needs Power most,
and Lie will try to hide,
not caring for reasons why.
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
When gullible fools held a party
Wisdom was not invited
that's 'wise' all the fools agreed......
Oh...he's so grumpy, says the snail
as the cheetah calls 'hurry up please'
for the thousandth time
A gentleman never tell tales
so let's hear the one sided story
And always the teller has not a single hint of guilt
Loyalty is a virtue
But do not expect it to be present
In nine year olds or the blackmailed
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 3:01 PM UTC
-to be human is to sin
you tell me that good people are everywhere
but where are all these good people
when the facts are screaming
"emergency, emergency"
"alert, alert"
when the facts say
that almost every girl on this planet
has at least once in her life
been touched in a way she didn't consent to
the facts say that most ****** predators
are known to the children
fathers;
fathers have ***** their daughters
while mothers cry silently
because the world does not want to hear
the stories under the blanket
the guilt and the shame
the pain.
the pain.
you say there are good people
show me
show me
that boy who gives to charity
his hand rode up my skirt last week
that girl who prays five times a day
she watched as her boyfriend called me a *****
my five year old cousin knows what it's like to be penetrated
i lost my virginity before i got my period
my best friend doesn't want to be touched because she sees her rapist's face in every man
i was blackmailed by a boy who said he wanted to marry me
my mom;
my mom and i have bonded over
what it feels like
to have
a man inside you
who doesn't
doesn't
belong there
what kind of god wants an empty heaven?
because the kind of people on this earth
the filthy **** who carved their names between my thighs
there are too many
there are too many
men who have done
women who have watched
silent observers
silent thieves
murderers
no one says anything
then they pray to god
but their sins
their sins are on my skin
see me
see me as i burn
see me as i burn
because if these repenters
who have lived their lives
hurting others
who say their grace
then stuff their ***** in my face
if these repenters
are who i will find in heaven
then i do not want to go
i do not want to go
to a heaven with them
i do not want to go
to a paradise
that looks a whole lot like hell
but if god
chooses to not forgive these repenters
then heaven will be empty
because we are sinners
we are all sinners
we ask for forgiveness
then do it again
i have lied
i have cheated
i have wished ill upon another
tell me; am i good person?
was he a good person?
when he ***** me then apologized
when he ***** me then prayed
when he ***** me then cried
and said he made a mistake
when he ***** me
said sorry
and did it again.
if he makes it to heaven
i'll take the other train
if he does not
then none of us will
because our devils are too clean
and our angels too *****
i'm not quite sure if i'm looking for repentance or for revenge
i have done wrong and i have been wronged
is there a place for me in heaven?
what kind of god wants an empty heaven?
what kind of god wants a heaven full of sinners?
where is the god that will love me?
where is the god that will forgive me?
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC
Don't cross the street until the light is green.
Hold hands at the crosswalks & parking lot.
Keep poison out of reach of children.
Don't cuss or swear.
Don't smoke or drink.
Don't speed above the speed limit.
Don't lend out cash.
Don't get conned.
Don't drink alcohol & drive.
Don't do drugs.
Don't sell *** for money.
Don't take bribes.
Don't get blackmailed.
Don't play with fire.
Don't use explosives or firearms.
Don't vandalize.
Don't be a ****** stripper, **** drug dealer, bank robber, killer, ****** carjacker, kidnapper, or shoplifter.
Wear your seat belt.
Check your motor oil & fluids.
Drive on a full tank of gas.
Clean your windshield.
Flush the toilet.
Brush your teeth & hair.
Never use electrical things near water.
Never lie.
Never hire an attorney for anything.
Never sign a stripper contract.
Don't dance naked for money.
Use mouthwash.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
Sometimes I just want to give up on life
These past 3 years have blasted me with so much strife
No one truly understands what it's like to be me
They talk down to me and that makes me so angry
Saying whatever they **** well please
I'm forced to just put up with it; geeze!
Since life is so unfair
I think to myself "Why should I even care?"
Nobody else does and its warped my mindset
I no longer give the benefit of the doubt.
I assume the worse of everyone.
So many of my "friends" had shown me their true colors
And I hate that I gave them my friendship in the first place.
They certainly didn't deserve it.
Giovanna, Olivia, Melissa
You three girls affected me the worse. I wish I had never met any of you.
You did me so ***** when you unfriended me.
I constantly wish you regret your decision but it's not likely.
I don't even want to mention the women that scammed, extorted and blackmailed me.
They are not worthy of still being in my head
I keep them there tho so as not to repeat my mistakes.
Nov 2, 2021
Nov 2, 2021 at 1:53 PM UTC
my finger tips bleed for you
pouring out confessions
blackmailed by my betraying heart
sscraping your leftovers closer,
hoping you can see through the
bright lights and encryptions
that the vicious remains of our love
still circles like a vulture
and I, so desperate to be tasted
offer to you in this mangled mess of loveliness
my soul scratched in wretched gliphs for an endless time
in a language that could only be deciphered by your cruel love.
Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
Inspector Fox felt emotionally blackmailed
his eyes blurred the first time in his life
the man cried pitifully to have the suspicion dispelled
there was motive for him to have killed his wife.
*I picked her up almost from the street
you can call it love at first sight
whose fragrance in heart I always carried
showed me the way her love’s light.
If you ask if she was always faithful to me
she was and not a moment she left my side
laid herself bare and so happy were we
years passed like an endless joy ride.
Never ever, never once, I have to say
she set her eyes on any other man
happy as she was in my love all the way
as I was in my loveliest woman.
She loved not me but only my money
so would the tongues roll in mischief
how they envied that I was so lucky
our devotion to each other was beyond belief.
Behind me she slept with other men
I had to bear with many such gossip
two love doves we were crazily insane
our love was true and fathomless deep.
It hurt me Mr. Fox and I couldn’t take it anymore
those ******** spreading canards about her
so I started to love her more than before
and now must have killed her some jilted lover.*
The inspector noted each word in his book
thanked him and got up to go
to give the note a good look
at home in his table lamp’s glow.
He read it once and then again and again
each line in isolation and with the rest
till he pieced together only the first lines
arrived at the confession cleverly crafted!
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 6:18 AM UTC
Colours.
The Arc is a contrast to
the stark, overcast sky.
There are,
two end and there
are two sides.
Meeting
means to
collide.
Box
emptied of vacation
memories, blossoms
of plastic, frozen faces.
Broad smiles, hid the
lies behind the lines
and teeth, bits of sand,
those once were hot,
Between the ugly toes,
grains now discarded,
But no more enjoyed, the
mind is blind to the litter.
what was toyed, with
blackmailed emotional *** of gold.
The Colour
has drained away,
rummaging in this, in the dark
is too damaging, with gritty fingers,
on delicate nerve tissue, softly,
please, mind the
Grey matter.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC
Somethings, do just happen?
But not an affair.
Many are planned, manipulated and calculated to occur.
Many just toss get caught into the air.
The chase, the conquest is important more than anything.
As away, there are excuses to come.
More so from the women.
And a few from the man.
Some blame it on *****
Some chalk it up to being fools.
So certain things happen that's out of our control.
But not an affair.
Excuses that seem to given.
If just as stupid than many saints they are going to heaven.
When they are masters of pretend.
Oh, it was a good job.
Oh, they blackmailed me.
When in truth, you showed complete interest.
Yes, many things happen.
Except, not an affair.
We know things we want to act upon.
Over looking the danger.
Less concern about the harm.
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
Embracing my pain🖤
[I always wondered what it was to be cared, loved and be petted. I grew up in disgrace, scolded and treated unwell. I was blackmailed, bullied and forced beyond my limits.]
The childhood which was sweet for everyone was not for me!
Neither appreciated nor saw me as a young girl.
All I was a trash.
I really feel guilt and was I burden always.
Why did you give me birth in this earth?
As days passed by, I was not recognised by any one.
I felt I was a shadow submerged in this dark.
I had no value, and felt like an extra.
Sometimes thought I should have made a full stop long back.
To me childhood was full of responsibilites.
Why did not god gift me with love but pain, no smiles but fakes and at last a life when i didn't ask an one???
Responsibilites and priorities snatched my years of joy till now!
I don't know what its to be a kid nor to be loved by.
I always gave but not got anything in turn neither did I expect cause love can be also one side.
But, all I can feel as days flew by was nothing but emptiness, numbness, no emotion, simply pain but covering them with a fake smile so ppl around me don't get hurt!
Sleepless nights, but no one knows why pillows are stained, sometimes neither I do.
No one knows, how I plead for love, but is forced to act not and strong always.
No one knows how my mood swings but called rude cause I don't wanna hurt anyone at that moment!
No one tries to know cause they think I am cool and my life is perfect which I pretend the most.
Now days are getting slower and nights longer. I don't know where I belong.
I feel like nothing. Though people love me, I am scared to trust, that I neglect them and move afar so they wont be hurt because of me. My heart is into pieces and I know that I can still pretend stronger and fine.
Why, where and how did I come to this miserable world which should have been so simple. Can no one hear the silent cries Or is this the fate of us.
I am being a ghost alive and the shadows so deep in me are leaving behind.
Even I don't know who I am/ for I am suppressed and not moulded, for I am snatched and did not live.
Maybe the curse of birth is the cause and its ok cause its not ok!
Why me? When all i did and still do is place rest of the people first before me.
Why me? Cared to fix people heart from my own flesh
Why me? Thought people were true when they just used and manipulated me
Why me? When my childhood was a grave but still choosing to find peace.
Yes, I lost my HOPE.
And the desire to LIVE.
Just breathing, for the sake of my family
~Varsha Srinivasan 🖤
Nov 3, 2024
Nov 3, 2024 at 2:11 AM UTC
*she was a gift to the world
but words silenced her
the only escape she had*
was a gun
to the person who made her feel that way
you've just killed an angel
*he walked in confidence
he was on the right track
nothing could stop him*
**except the fact
that he was christian
and gay**
do the church that made him bleed
to bleed out the different in him
you've just killed an angel
*she had the voice of an angel
she didn't let anything hold her down
her spirit filled the room with happiness
but the only thing they cared about*
**was the size of her body
bringing down the size of her love
until she couldn't even love herself**
to whoever told her she wasn't skinny enough
*you pulled the trigger on an angel
**she was only in 7th grade
when her life was taken away
but she tried to hold on longer
an angel
who did nothing but make a mistake
when she turned 15
she decided she couldn't hold on any longer**
*her name was Amanda
and she was only a girl
but her story lives on
because she's still in the world
suicide is still yet to be stopped
and though we cannot
turn back the clock
for Amanda
we can save those who live like her*
and to the man who blackmailed her with her own picture
to the girls who beat her up over a guy
to the parents who didn't see
to all the different schools that didn't do anything
to the friends who freezed her out**
**to the people who harassed her on Facebook after she tried to commit suicide the first time
to the people who commented on her story video telling her she
"deserved it"
to the ones who never cared enough to ask if she was ok
you tortured
beat
and slowly killed
an angel**
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 4:34 PM UTC
Had a party today
And emotionally blackmailed me
into baking cake.
Had a problem with his
cell.
Emotionally blackmailed me
into taking mine..
Ohhh brother !!!
You know how much
I hate you.
But then again I have to love you
as well.
Huhhhhh life
and my brother,
They both are so
tiring !
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 3:34 AM UTC
I used to be trapped.
I used to be watched
Like a bug under a microscope.
I used to be judged.
And blackmailed.
Alone, there was no way I could cope.
This was a war for love,
However wrong,
However crushed.
But it was an ant against a flood.
I cried so hard,
So long.
All because of my own flesh-and-blood.
And finally, a ray of golden sunlight
Broke through the clouds,
The rain,
And kissed the untamed waters
That surrounded my home.
Your warmth made the water evaporate -
But she wasn't gone.
Instead, she rose up to join you,
There, in the sky.
As soft white cloud beneath your golden eye.
Yet however far she was from me,
There was a closeness that would last forever.
There are days in which
You weren't feeling so hot.
She was there,
But she was distraught.
That little cloud,
She cried and cried.
Once again, the flood swirled around me.
She needed you,
But you really couldn't be there.
That little ant on the ground -
She understood.
So I asked her to come back down to Earth,
Flood my life again,
But this time,
I would ride the waves.
And I would look up
And I would see you
Still shining, beaming down at your true love.
You came back,
And lit her up again.
Once again she evaporated -
But she wasn't gone.
She was with you -
Where she should be.
But if times got tough,
She would be with me.
Thank you, my golden sun,
For kindling that bond
Between the ant and the flood.
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC
If I loved you a little less
I wouldn't have cried over your farewell message
I wouldn't have thought of regret
I wouldn't have thought of the days without you as a waste
If I loved you a little less
I wouldn't have thought of giving you forgiveness
Or seeing you again face to face
Nor talking to you casually as if nothing happened
If I loved you a little less
It wouldn't have been painful seeing you talk to him
I wouldn't have smiled as if I felt nothing
I wouldn't have felt glee when you turn your phone's mode to airplane
If I loved you a little less
I wouldn't have felt anxious as the end gets nearer
I wouldn't have felt the urge to hug you closer
I wouldn't have asked that little favor
If I loved you a little less
I wouldn't have stared at your lips
And asked for that one final kiss
I wouldn't have felt my love was being reciprocated
If I loved you a little less
That night wouldn't be flashing back repeatedly
I would've slept well entirely
I wouldn't have wished you with me
If I loved you a little less
I wouldn't have chose you over her
Her, with the love, future and security that she offers
I wouldn't have the guts to hurt other people
If I loved you a little less
I wouldn't have stomached being a third party
I wouldn't have accepted you after what you've done to me
I would have cared what others think about me
If I loved you a little less
I wouldn't have agreed to this kind of setup
Like on a death row queue, I voluntarily line up
Except that this is a slow torturous death with a heads up
If I loved you a little less
I would've forced you my beliefs
I would've blackmailed you emotionally
And tied you up just to be with me
If only I have loved you a little less
Just a little less
But I only love you a little,
More and more each day
If only I have loved you a little less
But my love for you was beyond everything
Beyond time, pain, risks, judgment and common sense
Even beyond death, I think
If only I have loved myself a little less
I wouldn't have decided to fight a handicapped game
I wouldn't have swallowed all the hatred and curses thrown at my name
I wouldn't have been able to love you all the same
Curse my stubborn heart for not knowing how to love a little less
It only knows of love that is always at its peak
With only one choice between all or nothing
And it always chooses all, if it's you, right from the very beginning
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 3:55 AM UTC
What were the temples
Of the tribes, Judea
Brothels of slave Shepards
Of child lovers
And Christiandom was it's continuation, post revolt
Back it all goes back to Rome
Further back than that
To Greece
But ultimately the nomads who settled
In the land we call Egypt
These are the freaks
The monsters throughout history
Who eat of their own young and
Lay with them
Who manipulated what were the Pagans
Who continued on slavery, after the
End of its practice.
Cybele & Attis,
The cults that taught
Drugging as a tool
To manipulate behavior
Bend the rules, in their favor
Far off in Europe and since
The civil war, in America
And it was Truman's gang
That hijacked us
They have been hijacking
Various belief and countries,
For as long as there have been them.
We got back control
With some of us Americans getting in
And then they shot that young man
Going through Dallas, Texas
And ever since, it has been
Foreign elements pulling strings
Foul false Americans
Because they made of us
Of our conservative society
One of shame, one of privacy
Where normal people like you and me
Are afraid to speak out for what is right
In the face of ignorance
In the stead of savagery
They blackmailed and extorted our politicians
Right before our very eyes
I tell you, wake up
Be political, and only trust Americans
Including our southern siblings
Common people like us
Who merely wish to live free lives
Mar 5, 2024
Mar 5, 2024 at 8:17 PM UTC
You took what was rightfully mine
forcing words into my mouth
pulling at these limbs like I was a puppet
turning me into something not human
making me believe I was utterly worthless
I became the problem as the blame fell on me
all our misfortunes and failures were my fault
I was the monster hiding under children’s beds
howling into the dead of night
You restricted my growth
forcing me to kneel at your feet
there I begged for your forgiveness time and time again
filled with guilt and shame
watching the broken mess we had become
wondering where it all went wrong
how we wandered so far off this path
getting lost in the bitterness and anger
our hearts turned cold
veins filled with each-others poison
Fighting fire with fire
striking a match and standing by as everything we had burnt
this thing that we created was not the product of love
but of hate and resentment
We turned green eyed in this feeding frenzy
hungering for one another’s flesh
viciously tearing down these walls
infiltrating each-others vulnerable minds
You had my slowly beating heart in your hand
but instead of nurturing it
you blackmailed me
forcing this mind to become tethered to your own
Whenever I looked over my shoulder
I saw you
those cold eyes scrutinising every single action
and interaction
filtering the words that came out of my mouth
I could feel your nails digging into my flesh
as you forced yourself on me
your warm breath still lingers here
I have tried running
but these chains prevent me from ever getting far
a truth I cannot escape and
a past that refuses
to let me go
The scars you left behind are a permanent reminder
of all that transpired here
the sins we committed hand in hand
ensuring each-others demise
You broke me and I am still trying
to pick up the pieces
rummaging through the rubble
trying to find something beautiful again
a piece of this canvas left blank
Your shadow will always
linger at the corners of my mind
but I have found a new strength within
a resilience emerging from the broken
and heaven forbid
you try
and
take that from me
This story
is
still
meant
to
be
told
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 4:56 AM UTC
for the longest part of my life
my mother said she would be "better off dead"
for the longest part of my life
i had to hear, "if you dont do what i say i might as well be dead"
for the longest part of my life
i heard "you will miss me when I'm dead"
for the longest part of my life
i was blackmailed, emotionally.
One cannot make a person want to live.
One cannot make a person except what they have done.
One cannot take the blame, if you are only a little child.
May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 5:46 AM UTC
He's beautiful
A lot of my friends disagreed
Said why **** a guy who isn't ****
But I don't see him that way
I guess you could say "love makes you blind"
Though I'm not in love, and I can see just fine
But I miss him
Obviously
Or else I wouldn't be in my room right now crying about leaving
But I made a choice
A decision
That no matter what happens I wasn't happy with him
I'm gonna look back and remeber the hard times too
I will remeber the times the left me
And the times he broke me
When he toyed with my sanity
Just to watch me squirm
Blackmailed that he would tell my family
If I didn't stay with him longer
Our relationship was complicated
But he did call me pretty
Or beautiful
I was his little ray of sunshine
And his diamond in the rough
He sang to me on the good days
And hugged me when I was having a bad one
He invited me out with his friends
When none of his other girls could come
He cared for me
More than most people do
And I needed that
I wanted that
And your crazy if you call that a abuse
maybe I couldn't see it
Maybe I still can't see it
But I made a choice
A decision
That no matter what happens I wasn't happy with him
I will get over it
And find somone new
Just maybe they will love me
As much as he use to
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 12:08 AM UTC
Love Huh,
How do one get over this trick?
That has deluded me for ages
The meaning I misinterpreted for decades
Lies……… All lies!!
Scammed of my innocence
And didn’t even realize,
Broken, pitiful, self-depreciating
Still, I cared less
Longed for that affection I knew I would never get
You’re clingy, I was told
Like a fiend
I craved, hungered
Worse from addiction
Truly, I was blind
From the signs that carelessly lingered
From the sovereignty I lived with for years
Oh
'Empty smiles'
I could wear them so well
Hoping it gets better, it never did
One language
''Hurt''
More Hurt,
It really did hurt I swear
The Tears, PAIN
Memories,
They just keep coming
Blackmailed my emotions
Tormented my conscience.
The blankness, abandonment, Stillness
Blossoming pain with every beat
I lost my self
I lost me,
But held on hoping for more
No!
Begging for more
A tiny bit…… yea
Praying it gets better
Then
I fell hard in cupid
An abuser I choose
It’s all a secret, such a fool
No one would ever know.
Dire for help but would not accept any,
I need time I say, for what exactly?
Love is blind I guess,
It will turn out well I hoped
It’s all good
Through it all I got a gift
The best of its kind
In the 'New' I find solace,
Experience laughter, peace
Though the word 'love' still eludes me,
Still I stand holding on,
Expecting a contrary force
To whisper in my ears as I behold it
"It's no trick, it’s no lie, it's no mirage, and it's right here...
Looking straight into my eyes"
Finally, I overcame
Wait! did I?
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 6:34 AM UTC
By; Cedric McClester
They had seven years to prepare
To abolish Obamacare
So there’s enough blame to share
Cos’ in the end how did they fare?
And ya know they went for broke
But their efforts went up in smoke
Now they’re the **** of the joke
For tryin’ to take it away from folk
At the cost of the average man’s health
They were tryin’ to increase the wealth
Of insurance companies by stealth
And the rich if nothing else
So let Obamacare be hailed
Cos’ they plotted planned and failed
Though the Freedom Caucus is assailed
The president shouldn’t be bailed
They put together their A team
And tried everything it would seem
From a whisper to a scream
A Twitter attack to a meme
See it hadn’t been scored or scaled
So in the end God Almighty prevailed
When no one could be blackmailed
Ultimately the whole thing failed
In their districts constituents arose
And some elected officials froze
Cos’ come election time everyone knows
It’s the recalcitrant one who goes
So the president could say what he wanted
But the membership remained undaunted
None of ‘em wanted to be haunted
By a vote that wouldn’t be vaunted
Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2017. All rights reserved.
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 9:09 AM UTC
Let me see, do a man make a woman be his mistress?
Or is it in her interest in being one?
To get her physical thrills.
While knowing she doesn't have him , except for a moment or two.
Is the role she playing for her rent, car notes and bills being paid?
So her perspectives of morals means not a single thing.
Yes, it takes two to play that game.
And best believe money controls everything.
Let me understand this?
Simply because he made a request.
Intimidated her into connecting constantly with him in bed.
Unless she were blackmailed, did he place a weapon to her head?
Only when exposed is when the real story's told?
Than instantly it falls upon him.
But in some folks eyes, it falls upon her too.
She profit from the thrill of lust as did he.
So only one person's deserves our sympathy.
Guess who?
May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 7:54 AM UTC