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

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.

Anything

Have you ever thought about anything
And nothing at the same time
Even though that sounds confusing
It makes sense
As you sit contemplating nonsense
Sitting doing nothing while thinking
About everything but still not doing anything.
Have you ever thought about everything
And how your choices on anything impacts everything
And while you sit doing nothing you should
Really be thinking about acting and try to do something
Or anything

Random Thoughts – Questions

Why is Luke warm and not hot, or cold for that matter?
And have you ever wondered if you can cry under water?
Random thoughts provide good questions but no reasonable answer
Like since you can lock up and lock down, have something go uphill and downhill
Close up and close down, shouldn’t we be able to open up and open down
Or why do they have opposites when there are terms that defies this,
Like why isn’t shut up the opposite of shut down?
Or how is it that fat chance and slim chance means the same.
It’s the language that’s to be blamed,
Having so many words that should be different, yet they mean the same
Like thaw and unthaw,
Random thoughts that can leave you in awe,
Think about it, if you move from being aweless to awesome,
do you eventually get to be awful?
Or could you be so handsome that you eventually become a handful…

Think about this as your mind drifts, when you’re divorced are your in-laws now out-laws?
Or Would it be safe to say that a masterpiece is a fraction of masterful,
Random thoughts can consume the mind,
Coming up with questions with the answers being a puzzling find,
Like why they are called steps outside but stairs inside
Or If loose lips sink ships, does tight lips keep them afloat?
In our daily life we wonder about,
With thoughts that we dare not let come out,
Like have you ever wondered who or what time is telling on?
I have so many random thoughts, this list could get extra long
So, let me ask one final question,
What would happen if you get scared half to death twice?

Thin line

There is this thin line between love and hate
And would you believe I fell in love in that space,
Maybe it was destiny, call it fate,
One moment there would be intense love that without debate,
Would feel like a love rapture,
My soul being ca0ptured,
Heart being wrapped up,
But Then in a second, love was ruptured
My heart shattered,
Mind fractured,
She transformed into this nasty motherfucker (creature),
With hatred being plastered,
A stain that to this day still remains, nothing left to give, only love’s carcass, decaying remains…
Can’t believe I had crossed over,never knew love had a border,
If I did, I’d spend forever trying to find the four corners and stand in the middle so I’d always be at your love’s center
But now this hateful hatred,
No longer loved, I’m just another man being hated
Memories dissipated,
The good times diluted,
Two no longer united, now one and one, separated,
The line between love and hate,
Now two dots divided,
Two stories that are one sided
Behind love, hate was hiding
Would never had seen it coming,
Jah know star… God couldn’t show me an omen
No longer black or white just grey area arguments
No more late night conversations
Now its too late in the night to conversate,
How and when did love cross over into hate,
This thin line needs to be erased and replaced…
It’s too fickle, you tip toe near the line and can’t shift a little
If you slip you slide, then your heart is crippled,
The end of a romance, love was never simple,
I wished someone would have told me that this line doesn’t give examples,
Chooses by random sample,
You mind turn to shambles
Love, hate, as thin as the line is it cuts deep down the middle,
A line that has proven to be more than mere mortals can handle.

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.

Where am I?

Here I am
But is this what I think I am
I’ve faced worse, testing who I am
And I know I can’t run from who I am
Because it’s what I am
That creates the man I am
Do you understand where I am?
Trying to transform the man I am
To be a better man than I am
Looking at the mirror unable to see who I am
Am I as real as I think I am
Or as righteous as I feel I am
My mind’s not where I am
But deep in contemplation as to where I am
While trying to fix the man I am
As I go along, trying to find who, what or where I am
For now I have to resign to being who I am

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.

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