I know who I am

I know who I am
I use cuss words

Sometimes I curse my words

Full of venom and rage

Streaking 

Streaming on my paper page

You judge my work with the forest in your eyes

While I understand my try’s

Through the gains, pains, a shrub in my eyes. 

Judge not

Lest you be judged

Be a brother’s keeper

But focus on your life deeper

Keen to point out the wrongs

But cant focus on your life’s wrongs

Tell me my errors in person 

Not in public, don’t let your mouth run

I want to build 

Not peer at my wrong 

And I’m Bill, not dude

Where there’s Bill there’s a will there’s a way 

Not having you

Bring me down live half my life and throw the rest away. 

I know who I am, is that something y’all can say?

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Let me fix that. 

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She feels dead inside

The light of her solitary candle flickers

Lingering

For a moment she’s at peace

But off it goes

Vanishing 

With it the last vestiges of love and care go

Into the dark recesses of her heart and soul

Carrying on its ethereal wings

All the joy and happiness she has

Leaving behind 

In its wake a growing, gnawing 

Darkness evolving

Showering and blanketing

Smothering her insides
She’s dead inside 

At a bar

Two knuckles of ice and a martini please

A flask of whiskey

A sliver of rum

She wants to get high tonight

Just like every night

Trying to ignore 

Scrambling to forego 

The luscious

Succulent 

Juicy and invitingly haunting darkness within

A room for two please 

No room for this piece

Not this peace

Calm and collected

Dazed and reflecting

Seeking

Comfort from the loins of the glass

Escape in the guy at the bar’s end, arms, 
She died inside

Cemetery of her love frozen over

Thinking 

Dreaming of her young love

Premature love that was 4 years too late

Walk me to my gate

Bang on the grate

My names Cate

I dont sex now, not till its late

Says he, she doesn’t want to wait

But this smile

This stubborn awesome smile

Stop this ache

Permafrost dissolve

I’m told

To wait? 

What are these words he spake 

Somewhere in the desert

Oasis takes shape
She’s smiling inside

He’s her bona fide

Partner in crime

Have something fried

I hate you because I tried

But you insisted 

Controllingly resisted

Gained access to my existence

And instead

Of being mopey and conflicted

Now Im happy, joy afflicted

I think that

You hid a flower thinking its dead

But what you didnt know 

Nurture and love was all it needed

To feel that

It could blossom and be 

The most beautiful thing

For sore eyes, my sight to see

Youve been hurting too long

Now come here

Let me fix that.”

Kisses.

To my future Mrs.

Hi…its me…

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Now, probably we have met and dated or are dating but you need to know something about me. I am a crazy temperamental person…i am as most creative people are, subject to intense OCD and ADHD. We will definitely argue not fight. Why? Because we are human and friction does occur. Its natures way of reminding us none of us are perfect but to me you are perfect.

I chose you because with all your flaws you excite me,with your mind inspire me, your body, ….well that’s just the icing on the cake. I am not a superficial guy, but i read between lines. I want to know the real you.  I want to spend each day learning about you, touching you, feeling you mentally and emotionally. I have my flaws, apparently i got my dad’s temper but i will never hit you. My mother, God bless her, raised me to know never to hit a woman. I will love you with all i got and all i am. I will need you to be honest with me. My no means no. PERIOD. If i do not want you to do something do Not do it. I will have my reasons. I will tell you.

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When i am angry, let me be….let me go to the gym and let it out… when i come back, hug me even if i resist. That will remind me how much you care. To me you will be all that matters. My moon and stars…my sky my life my love. I will cherish every moment, every kiss, every fight….everything. Being with you will be all that matters. Funny thing you should know,  you will be the gate that can hold back my anger when the dragon of rage beckons me and i hearken its call. You will be the reason i feel the sun’s rays on my skin. You will be my one, my only. You are not one in a million, you are the only one of your kins because to me there will never be any one close to beinh like you.
I will gladly be your “private developer”. I will grab you from the countless marauding bands of hyenas trying to get you.

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I will make you laugh, and chances are that you will fall for me because of this. I will not use cheesy pick up lines like “are you sandpaper because i want you to rub my wood”.

Thats all for now. Bye.

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