Sexy Poem

It gives me delight doing it in the light
Eyes bright as thoughts excite
Tops off and points exposed
What’s coming next only God knows

But that’s just how I compose.

Pushing down on the sheet
Stuttering speech
Heading between the margins
That’s where it begins
Moving my point between the lines
Getting wet as juices flow

Thoughts engorged.

Deep in focus as I start to stroke
And naked thoughts are invoked
Emotions being evoked,
With desires being provoked
And the tempo builds as I near my climax
But I slow down and say not yet

Relax……
Don’t rush it,
It’s yours take time with it

And I paused to admire it,
This was mine.
With my fingers her form I peruse,
Eyes caressing each line
Getting stimulated as ideas come on the next thing to use
And I start stroking again
You should have seen me,

Salivating,

Panting

Inspired juices started to flow again

Oh shit this is so exciting
As I near the climax,

no,

not again!

I’m not going to rush the end
It’s just that, she’s so accepting
Flowing while I’m stroking
And Still building
With words I try to temper my feelings
Mind speaking
Emotions rushing
This poet was performing
And his climax was mounting
And she was still so simple, yet still wanting
Like the perfect close to the perfect poem
For her G-Spot I was reaching
So I continued stroking
And giving
Seeking the orgasm
my imagination I start probing
Her position was holding

Our coitus seemed unending

It was then my head exploded, mind and body shivers

I ejaculated on the sheet with my signature

Hmm, doing this poem gave rise to so much pleasure

Father

Without our donation at insemination there would not have been this beautiful creation,
new life,
new hope,
A new vision…

As a father we’re here to guide and build this nation,
But I believe we’re not being given a fair chance
We weren’t nurtured like moms,
Our fathers didn’t leave much for us to give thanks
Not enough encouragement or guidance
What we got was abandoned
And the sad thing is that I understand
When pressure hits, yu just want tek up yu foot in hand
But now I realise I have to make the bold stance
And stand
It’s not the fault of the child or children
They were perfectly alright in our nut sacks
And she miserably overjoyed to shed hers …period.
So why continue her sentence and leave her to serve a life sentence with a life that you helped to pen

Without your donation at insemination there would not have been this beautiful creation, new life, new hope, a new vision
So be a man,

Give your life purpose, a mission
Not just to be in the child’s presences giving presents
But be a parent
Offer guidance and create balance,
be the example,
be the man you’d want your son to grow up to be
As a father, unlike the mother
We need to fight for our Recognitions
And for us to stop being treated as if all she wanted was just a donation at insemination and basically could have used any man
But because we were unfortunately the lucky ones,
Chosen out of love, like, desperation or infatuation
Multiple nights or one night stands
We need to live up to expectations
Take responsibility for our actions
And be the father that changes the nation,

Because it was our donation at insemination that gave birth to this beautiful creation, new life, our new hopes, new vision.

Point of View

Everyone is viewing the same point
But each with his own view point
And arguments without a point
Relationships that disappoint
Because no one sees the sense of a midpoint
Each time they reach a checkpoint
Hoping to find an endpoint
It’s the source they can’t pinpoint
It’s like their minds being held at gunpoint
And they pray, hoping self-control they can reappoint
But they still don’t see the point.

Now in an argument there are things to think of
There is more than one point to beaware of
But at the same time points to beware of
There will be things you’ll be accused of
But have faith; there is nothing to be afraid of
Your point of view is nothing to be ashamed of
So you focus on a point to take advantage of
And so of the main points be observant of
Then you hit with a point they could never conceive of
Or think you capable of
When viewing points from many views, just be mindful of
The things you must be careful of

Everyone has their own view
Not sure what to do so their experience they review
Using knowledge in their purview
Life is the feature not the preview
So sit in front the mirror and start your interview
Before problems brew and stew, of your life take an overview
Cause when the shit starts to spew and blocks your view
Make sure you think of each point’s view before you counterview
And that’s just my opinion, my point of view.

Hate Love

They say me and my girl have a love hate relationship,
But I don’t love hate.
What they don’t appreciate is that my mind she stimulates
And when we get intimate, my fears she decimates
with words like…

I love you.

And I would get poetic and say some shit like
I love you too,
Yes that’s times two,

How do I love you, trying to count the ways,
And I won’t deny that I hate love some days,
And I hate her and some ways
And the tricks love plays,
For each argument a fine my soul pays,
Losing me with each moment that an argument waste,

And I’d hate love,
Not her.

Like the times when she’d get upset because of something I’ll forget,
And for days she’d up and get vex
And I’d hating love and love loses respect
But earns it back in the makeup sex,
A hateful love that’s so simply complex,
While outsiders looking in always get perplexed,
Trying to categories,
And have us marginalized,
Not seeing what I see looking into her eyes,
And so they use stereo types to access our lives
But they need to realize that love isn’t always wise.

Now I hate love.
Because I was seeking perfection,
But fell in love with imperfection knowing love carries its own implications,
Creating impaired vision, while preying on emotions, evoking beep affection.
So yes, I love her.
But hate love for all its sweetly cruel intentions.

Box

Behind their lies the truth lies,
Hiding the truth between the lines
Calling them fairy tales and nursery rhymes,
Afraid of the bible because it tells of signs,
To lead the blind, they tell lies in their vision,
Posting alternate facts on their television
Using a box to misguide the nation
Saying think outside the box because they have our brain boxed in
They put us in the box then instruct us on how we should be thinking,
They say stay on the inside, thinking of out,
Mind like a prisoner who wants to get out,
Confined to this box like prison bars,
Trying but can’t hide these boxed in scars,
Having fore-telling visions of a future lost
If the borders of this box can’t be crossed.
So they feed us impaired knowledge with our vision retarded,
Saying we have a handicap due to lack of knowledge,
While life poses a constant challenge,
We’re locked in the box seeking revenge,
The only way to gain the advantage,
Is to stand outside the box and be outstanding,
And while outside the box apply keen thinking,
Not of the inside or the borders the box provide,
But of the opportunities that the box tried to hide
So next time they say we are in a box, ask to be put in a boxing ring,
At least then you know you’d have to fight your way out to win.

Love’s Effect

For her I stood erect
I could not have been more direct
From head to toes I inspect
She looked at me like an insect
Knitting her brows, showing deject
I said; hold on, what did you expect
You walk around exposing your breast
They must be the topic of the subject
They’re exposed, nipples cold, pointing at every object
Then you look down on me with abject

She paused for a moment no words for her to select
She knew I was right and meant no disrespect
So I opened my mouth and paid due respect
And she blushed and smiled at my quaint dialect
When the poet chose words, my choice was perfect
Soon her heart became the topic of my project
And when we met, souls connect
Hearts joined, no one could dissect
And each day one more memory to collect

My soul searches no more, I’ve found my prospect
And love is pondered in all aspect
Wanting to ensure that there is no disconnect
In her, no wrong can I detect
In my eyes she’s never incorrect
And in her presents I feel imperfectly perfect
Her love virus took over my soul and my life it infect.
While my heart I inspect as a cure I try to inject
But in love so deep our souls interconnect
Hearts entwined, neither can eject
Only deflect the effects of disaffect
Caused by loves rejects
So we don’t reflect on love’s regret
But live by love’s architect
Using the day we met and the joy it resurrect
To direct and redirect our life, limiting love’s aftereffect.

Love

Let’s make love.
No!
Let’s grow love.
Create love,
Watch love develop,
Transform lust and emotions like love into love
Build it into real love,
True love,
No lying love, trying to fake love
I’m a slave to your love,
A love slave so deep in love.
Not new to love
Just not used to your kinda love,
So intense, an incensed love,
So much love,
A boundless love,
With depth and substance
A love filled with resilience
A timeless love,
Birth in a second, feels like a lifetime
love at first sight,
But love learned over time.
Right?
Over time I’ve come to know love.
Watch love in full flight,
This is beyond love,
A future love,
A vision of a brighter love,
A Union of love conceived with love,
Two hearts, now one spirit, joined in love,
No doubt this is love,
My entire being senses and feels your love,
And with the same intensity I give you my love.

I salute you…

Girl, when mi see you mi affi fi stand up,
Out of due respect to the goddess before me, I have to rise,usually by surprise, in an instant my temperature rise,
And I must get up, standing hardened, by the rushing blood coursing through my veins,
I salute you
My girl when mi see yu mi affi stand up
Cause it would be embarrassing to sit while standing
And I will remain standing until you exit.

ESquire…@ 2019

Mind

It’s far from their mind
Fathers saying those genes aren’t mine
The jacket was never mine,
so never mind…
Mothers who don’t mind

Daughters saying “is a man mi want to get mine,
Don’t mind if him a never mine”.

Not realising she’s a gold mine,
She has no goals in mind
So she never mind
Giving up peace of mind
For a Sugar daddy,
who’s saying “that piece is mine”.

Son saying “give me a gun to hunt mine”
Education far from the top of mind
Society saying “never mind,
They don’t have strength only bad mind”
No sense coming with nonsense in mind
Destructive thoughts from a destructive mind
They must be out of their mind
Thinking we’re not of sound mind
Watch as I sound mine
Exploding like a landmine,
Talent, I’m going to master min
Show the power of a mastermind
No matter how evil trys to undermine
Never mind,
With thoughts and efforts combine
Seek and ye shall find,
God will give you peace of mind
So never mind,
God knows the devil’s design,
And already have plans in mind
So when they see you rise from the thoughts of your mind
With a different mindset and new thoughts set in mind
Lay out your options so when you change your mind
It’ll Blow their mind,
And never mind.

Esquire @12/2018

Time – The Second

My daughter loved my poem called “Time” from my book “BIRTH“, so she asked me to do one specially for her so I had to write a part 2 – check out “Time” in my book available on Amazon.com.

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My mom told me that time was longer than rope
So I’d use seconds, minutes, hours, days,
Weeks, months , years trying to measure my time
I eventually ran out of rope but couldn’t run out of time
Time after time, I was caught wasting time searching for lost time
Not knowing which was the right time,
As often times I’d find the time but It’d be the wrong time,
Even in class at exam time, I’d fail the tests of time
Then wished I had more time,
And that’s how it goes most times,
But no worries, I’ll catch up with it next time.
You know how much time I spend
Like I knew how to make time
Doing everything times 2, hoping for twice as much time
But still ending up doing them one at a time.
Changed watches daily thinking I’m moving from time to time,
But only ended up with time on my hands.
For my goals I set timelines then tried to cross the line in record time, But half way through I’d time out and take a time check,
Check my timing, paced myself before I time in,
Watching as I realize that I have to be timely,
Knowing how best to use my time wisely.
I remember this one time when it wasn’t the best of time
Nor the worst of time, I was trying to make the most of time
Until eventually there came a time when I realized that I must organize my time,
So I calculated how my time comes and goes using a timetable
Hoping my distribution of time would be manageable
I tried saving time hoping to gain more time from the interest of time,
Started to invest time so I won’t ended up being time less,
But as life has it, we only have limited time so we must act with timeliness if we are to become timeless.

Esquire the Poet @ 2019