"respectfull" poems
I Stand firmly with my hands relaxed cause the kid looking down on me just cant FADE me.
His eyes smirk with disdain as he rubs against the grain but my years in the realm keep my hands firm at the helm just smirk him right back and now he's feeling wack cause I slipped his attack and the punk can't fade me.
See...my body is tough and conditioned. Swift still powerfull and lithe.
Six decades see I aint ***** made ....still cool as the shade and makin the grade...I moved in and stayed...aint shaky and the kids cant fade me.
Payed those dues early and often.....not boasting. Just love confounding young ducklings snotty lil fucklings.
My mind is quick I pay my dues...use it or lose it...no aint bout to dodder become cannon fodder for rooks with no stripes... talk that **** if I have to.
Walk that **** too.
Blessed and respectfull.
Man I love checkin chickens who get it wrong.My body is my carriage my spirit an amalgam of knowlege and physicality.
They try to cubby hole.This old dude dont fit mold.
Kick your *** and get witty. Aint fresh of no *****
They shake their heads or feign disdain g
But again and again they misread. Down for the de de.
Aint no play pretty.Energiser bunny. You cant fade me punk.I might spank your *** like your uncle.....Nephew.
Your hands cant hit what your eyes cant see.
You cant chump me off play me no dozens. I aint old cause I'm lucky. Plucky.
Every dog has his day and one day the magic will end ask Houdini ..... ..... but till then my young friends,this old man's gonna play nick nack on your **** And ya don't stop and ya don't quit. FEEL ME ? Cause ya caint fade me.....Yet.
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 1:57 AM UTC
i'm ready, i'm ready, i'm ready,
i'm ready to be loved,
i'm ready to be cared,
i'm ready to be needed,
i'm ready be respectfull,
i'm ready be enough,
i'm ready for the real life,
i'm ready, i'm ready, i'm ready.
i'm ready for the love,
i'm ready, i was waiting long enough
Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
With her i don't want equality
People claimed i am sick
But my love to her more stronger than to be just romance
Nothing stumble the beat of my heart than her look
With my lips over hers
tasting the tast of the nectar in her mouth
Sliding her fingers over my body
that my body hair stood Troubled
respectfull to her
with her i don't want equality
i want to be the slave and she's the queen
Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
" Appreciation "
Oh, How do i start to flatter you my dear?
Should i start with those pretty eyes that you bear?
Or that beautifully curvy smile that you have,
Which never fails to make me fall in love.
Wait! Flaterry is a sin for me to do!
I am not writing this to flatter you.
This is a poem of my appreciation,
To the things is see in you, that surpasses my imagination.
So let me start with your very core,
Your ever so positive spirit that I adore.
So positive that it influences me in so many ways,
Taught me to see things with a smile always.
Then we go to your generosity and understanding,
I am a beggar but instantly i became rich as your friend.
You always do the things that makes me happy,
This woman is not only a thing of beauty and for that I thank thee.
Up we go to how great you care,
Like a mother? A friend? Or a lover? No! You are the care i need when i despair.
You bring the light that flickers in my darkest night,
The hope that always wants me to stay alive.
Now the cutest thing is your innocense,
Coupled with those puppy eyes, it just doesn't make sense.
You can just get away everything because of this,
I get mad at you, but in the end this brings us peace.
Now, now, this is the best part, it is how you love,
Let me make this one longer, this is what i wanted you to have.
The feeling that you give is something that is so plain,
But Alas! Plain is what i always wanted and was praying.
I do not want a love that is savage and fierce like thing,
Because that will exhaust a and drain all of our being.
I just want the love that you are giving me,
Simple, honest, respectfull and as true as you can be.
The love that continuesly pours, not forceful, but gently falls like the morning dew,
This may not last for eternity, but what i am asking is only a lifetime with you.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 5:47 AM UTC