What do I do now
Do I wait in limbo
Until you decide
What to do with what use to be

with no warning, no explination, no resolve I sit and anticipate the phone to ring or the light to blink indicating the opportunity to communicate with you, to express my love, & sing your songs

My heart is crying and slowly dying for your lack of responsibility to properly inform me & console me. This can't be life, this can't be love

This is not what we shared, this is not what we promised, this is not where we should be. I can accept you trying to get rid of baggage but you put me on pause like my life is on playstation

I do believe in this love but now all I have are the word u said to me before and pain in my heart, the tears in my eyes & the silence you give me now.

Seeking for my inner beauty from within

To compliment the outer beauty of my caramel skin

So au'natural

Ready to release my essence

Ready to shine

Ready to let the power inside come alive

Realizing that I have so much to offer

The Queen in me won't let anyone stop her

Peace be with me as I travel through this journey of life

Hoping that joy, pain, and love

Will bring out my inner light

Creating a positive circle of energy is my goal

Reaching out to help others brings happiness beyond my control

I think I'm on a roll...

Excited for what's next to come

I never knew how much of a woman I would become

Still learning

Still growing

Still living

Still showing

I'm stronger than I ever was in my past

That's because the Queen in me has decided to appear

Finally...

At Last!

As far as I know

I don't think she is going anywhere anytime soon

Taking her reign from me

Is like trying to get to the moon...

Good Luck!

By: C. Redd ©

Silent secrets
Voices in my head
Tellin' me not to go right but...
Left instead

I'm blinded
Born in December but...
In my mind I feel like a Gemini
I'm feelin' capsized
I'm being chastised
Can you hear me?

No wait...
I'm not done yet
Living in this world
Don't wanna be taken like
A nut to a squirrel
And yet I'm that girl

Lost and not found
Two ears but no sound
Walking flat but spinning around
Can you hear me now?

No no wait...
I'm still not done yet
Sometimes I make no sense
But still I speak
I'm only cold-hearted
Because I can't take the heat

I captivate looks everywhere I go
I bet they question if there is any softness in my soul
Or if my anger is suffocating as a choke
I still don't think you can hear me though...

It's a difference between listening and hearing
I'm crying out because I'm fearing
Fearing so much that I get weary
It's like my life is a series

My heart is sweet
But it beats violent
You try and get a sneak peek
But you gotta be invited
Hold up...
Can you hear me now? (Okay)

Wait wait...
I'm think I'm getting a connection
I think I got a little reception
Are you listening or just witnessing

Mmmmmmmmmmm I cry out softly…….. followed up with a deep sigh


a sigh of release, a sigh of sweet relief


quickly followed by a playful giggle


of pleasure, announcing my enjoyment


embraced by the strength of your hands


my once focused thoughts are arrested by


a feeling so strong I just can’t deny it


wait people are watching ! I wish we were alone!


we still have to walk through this store


its too late now I’ve already expressed


my enjoyment of the touch of your lips & caress of your tongue on my neck.

All-around-social-media-buddy, Ayesha Siddiqua sent me a tweet a few weeks ago... "I am going to write a poem about your business." OK. Cool. Honored.

Smellgoodspa
Aroma and fragrance flying around,
Clasp your dreams and let beauty surround!
Rich and soulful,Forever yours,
Describing you,defining you,personifying your heart!
Smellgoodspa brings aroma of heavens for you!
Perfumes and incense of love,
Arouse yourself with joys of soothing scents and mists of everlasting love.
A perfume for the frangrance in you,
Smellgoodspa celebrates life and it's fragrances,just for you!
The next time someone says''Mmmm,you smell good!!'',
Smile back at smellgoodspa for making your day refreshingly wonderful :)

-By Ayesha Siddiqua http://ayesha-s.blogspot.com

you..
are my fav.or.ite song..
plain and simple.
no need to
put it any other way
cuz ever since
that day...
the day your
scene played
in my lifetime movie...
i was changed.
not full forced..
but subtle...
easy like...sunday morning..
or like
a catapillar transforming
into a butterfly..
emerging from the cocoon
takes..
time...
see, you crept in...
took your place..
and owned it.
and i appreciate u..for that.
and
in this present act...
u are..
the song in my head.
it plays over.. and over..
and over..
again..
and
i sing it with
all. my. might.
head held high
arms spread out wide....
I.LOVE.YOU....
is all that i can say...
i hum...to you..
like one of those old black spirituals..
filled with soooo much power.
and influence.. and feeeeling.
cuz..
Iiiiiiiii
feeeeel. u.
surrounding my being..
with...
with....
with.. awe..
and I am
amaaaaazed.. by that.
cuz..the fact is...
this aint never happened to ME before..
and i'm alright with it..
i'm okay..
with you being the song in my head...
I am just fine..
with singing your tune to you...
and I love..

Positive vibes are wave patterns that shift my soul. A soul that endures a great amount of adversity, however, even more gratifying energy. My soul is a soul that long for greatness in every aspect of reality and enchantment beyond my realities. You see my soul is one that rejects all negative entities why, because I long for peace and serenity within my soul. One can attempt to deny me of this positive vibe, but you see my soul is so yearning of this, that it would be like trying to deny a newborn of its mothers love. Unlikely that this child would strive or even survive. So like this newborn, my soul demands these positive vibes so that my energy will become stronger with every breath I take; and once my energy increase, my awareness sharpens, and once my awareness sharpens, my soul gravitates toward those wave patterns of positive vibes. This is an on-going process, one that refuses to be breached by adversity that so long to destroy what….My soul!

I WAS HIS MOON

IN THE DARKNESS

A LOVE NEST

HIS VOICE

CLOSE TO MY LIPS

BREATH DOES NOT EXIST

I SMELL THE WISDOM

LOST BELOW THE SUN

WET EARTH BENEATH MY FEET

HE CAN TASTE

THE JUNGLE IN THE HEAT

TAKE AWAY MY FIRE

DRUNK FROM THE VENOM OF DESIRE

I SLIDE DOWN LEAVES

IN THE MORNING DEW

HIS EYES BLOCK MY VIEW

Black women
Remind me
Of gardens
They don't need
Much time or space
To produce a good harvest

---Nathan Brooken

No way would I kiss Fido in the mouth,
nor would I share my bed with “man’s best friend”.
I think a dog belongs outside the house.

My bed’s reserved just for me and my spouse.
Though some people love dogs more than humans,
no way would I kiss Fido in the mouth.

Don’t get me wrong, ol’ Fido is no louse,
but though he would protect me to the end,
I think a dog belongs outside the house.

What awful things that dog does with his mouth!
He even samples other dogs’ rear ends!
No way would I kiss Fido in the mouth!

Just think, he catches squirrels with that mouth
and toys with them until they’re almost skinned!
I think a dog belongs outside the house.

In short, here’s the position I espouse:
A pooch should only smooch with canine friends.
No way would I kiss Fido in the mouth!
I think a dog belongs outside the house.

c.Renita L. Martin, March 18, 2010

(A 13-year-old Yemen bride, violently raped by husband and died)

I am in still in this world, remembering your darkness just before sun rises.
I tighten my fists
Because I seek, yet cannot find
the outrage, sorrow, declaration of war against demons
who steal the souls
from young vessels such as you:
My future, your mother’s blood,
Your father’s pride

I light a match to burn incense, to dance, to pray in your honor.
And for the thirty seconds it takes
the small flame to burn out the stem,
I say, LET THERE BE LIGHT …
ON WHATEVER THE FUCK DID YOUR HUSBAND WANT FROM YOU, CHILD?
Let the entire world see that though we eat and be merry
Herein lies an evil irresistible forbidden fuck
That cannot be denied the ONE who wills to be GOD – and hates that he can’t.

Like humanoids of my current land
Who won’t stop thrusting phallic thingamabobs
Down into glory of marine life, its wet waters
…who desperately hunt for slick lubricated coolness,
Auspicious futures, a buxom bottom line…
…they rape our 13-year old girls differently

I shed tears and wail for as long as it takes amber glowing tip of incense stick to burn out…

Couldn’t stop my ears
To the ringing welcome
Of my ancestral father, arms open wide
Skin?... onyx
Soaking up the sun,
shining like silk n’
fired-smooth charcoal crystals
against a bright – aqua – blue kanga
bowing his head toward my womb
rising with a shout
“AY-LO, AY-LO!”

Couldn’t shut my eyes
mesmerized
by the alabaster enamel gate
In, behind his lips....

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http://innaraethepoet.wordpress.com/african-brother-in-philly/

You are in love with Tommy,
Because his last name is Hilfiger,
But behind closed doors, Tommy,
Is calling you a n*gger,

But you could care less,
Because you have been taught to dress to impress,
If I ask you about your true history,
You would have to look on the back of your jeans and Guess,

You come up in the club wearing Versace,
Clothes made by a homosexual male,
So even when you say you are straight,
It is very hard to tell,
And for footwear, you wear Timberlands,

Even under the sun,
That same tree that's the symbol for them,
Could have been the same one your ancestors were hung from,

I cannot forget Nautica,
When was the last memory you have of ships,
Coming to North America in shackles,
Being beaten over the back with whips,

And to my beautiful black queens,
Whose creative womb has become barren,
I am confused because your face says Nefertiti,
But your sweater reads Donna Karen,

When was the last time you saw Liz Claiborne,
Conversing with black women,
But as soon as her name is printed on a purse,
To Macy's you quickly go, running,

Ralph Lauren doesn't even look at black men,
Unless t hey aredriving him around town,

I sit I think I sit I embrace....thoughts running back and forth no ends- outs- ups- downs
I'm n the middle. I am in between the between but haven't figured out the puzzle or did I.

I sit I think I sit I reply.... thoughts running how I battle pen to paper and write my inner most in stone. Spelled with the true kiss of death brings my resurrection in between lines... I'm moving through the struggle.

I sit I think I sit I move.... thoughts running faster than me I had to pull them back slow it down - give it a set of rules- give it an ultimatum-make it thirst for a chance of freedom.. It ain't ready...

I sit I think I sit release thought and images pour out my tears- I create new streams- new water parks new oceans quenching millions my pain becomes the true blessing- not afraid to raise the waters- I dive in it. Bringing my weary soul - body back to shore.

I sit I think I sit I count... the days or the blessings the time or the moments the hours or the memories the people or the insanity the wins or loses the opportunities or the times I missed out.

Today, every day, we celebrate one love
Caramelized by raw attraction, fire that cannot
Be duplicated, recreated, labeled by strange spirits
Who know nothing of what we share
One love…is always…there

Not found in remote reflections of saintly martyrs
Made up, said, written down as dying for whatever
Small white cupid dolls and mass marketed
Greeting cards tell, marriage papers can’t bear
It’s always there

Where my baked brown skin
Lights up his day,
Captivates, seduces by night
Deep, dark intellect sheltered from sight
So what? You can’t control it?
Don’t mean it ain’t right
Look, see it, grab, reach it, we goin’ somewhere
One love…is always…there

Where kinks in my hair meet
Bulging bones in his back
Where I rest weary arms
His legs pick up the slack
Where blue blood in his veins
Whet the scent of my womb
Slippin’ in – he discovers ‘we’
Nurtures it to full bloom

baby...
we got that...
nacho love..
how? you may ask...
Cuz I am not yo love!
BOOOOOOO YOW!!

You held me in your arms...
i felt so safe and warm
soothing my mind
like hot chocolate soothes my
taste buds.
i am welcoming to this
friendship turned love
each and every moment
is filled with
memories full of
the fresh scent of gain
i feel cleansed
and renewed..
then the day that i found that it was you
you, being the one who
God made just for me..
*inhale, exhale*
I can remember
way. back. when...
we used to laugh, and hang out on the corner
we was best friends
but now..
we are more...
it just feels right. ..
you know..
like the something that you been
searching for your whole life
has been there...
your whole life
in amazement
by all this love
all this time...
it was worth all the frogs
kissed that never turned into princes
cuz you were my prince all along.
you have been there wth me
through everything.
our love was conceived that
day we met.
and our love seed has been incubated
in God's hands for years.
and now we are ready to give birth to this love
I was presented b4 you
as the me whom you would
love as Christ loves the church..
it was written.
destined that..
our love... this love
would grow into what it is now..

a breath of fresh air
opening my rainy skies
to receive the light
your light.
you.. carry me through all the hard times
and its hard for me not to love you
see.. even in the beginning of this...
you had me.
and though, we didnt start out as...
more,
you had me
you appeal to my senses..
your giving heart...
your creative mind...
you...had... me...
and through our ins and outs...
you still have me
see,
my ears crave your voice...
my skin yearns for your touch...
and my heart...
is filled with so much love for you.

iLoveyou
yeah this is true
see, I couldnt imagine it before
but...
Ev-er-y time you walk through that door..
does something to me.
You are like a multi vitamin..
you have everything I need.
more than I ever wanted...
more than I could dream
its like when I least expected it,
you somehow found me
tapped me on my shoulder
and said, "You got me straight trippin' boo"
and overtime... undertime.. within time...
Love... whispered your name in my ear..
Love... painted your picture in my head..
Love.. wrote your name on my heart..
and from then on..
I knew that.. this was something different.
See, love slipped from my lips previous times
with previous cats..
but this right here...
This right HERE..
aint none of that.
You court me
and woo me
and I cant wait til you
shoop shoop me..
thus us forming one be-ing.
with us being one..
then the deepest that our love flows
will have begun..
iLoveyou...
you Love me..
Us standing firmly together
on God's word in God's love...
together we breathe
together we shall be
One

i want to scream...
to the top of my lungs..
see. there is this guy..
and..
he. gets. on. my. last. nerves.
thoughts of him leave
my skin itching, crawling..
Irritated.. and red.
he is an annoyance
to my life and
I... wish..
I wish...
I wish he woud GO away..
like FAR FAR away...
How obvious does one have to be...
Oy vey

i want to scream...
to the top of my lungs..
see. there is this guy..
and..
he. gets. on. my. last. nerves.
thoughts of him leave
my skin itching, crawling..
Irritated.. and red.
he is an annoyance
to my life and
I... wish..
I wish...
I wish he woud GO away..
like FAR FAR away...
How obvious does one have to be...
Oy vey

It’s about 6°
Too cold to do as I imagine:
Barefoot on dry, dusty brown top soil
Circling down into a kneeling posture
Giving thanks for a waning moon

Not even the brightest day in late December
Could overwhelm her ‘showing out’ in full form
Creator of Stars, Fiery Light reminds us
That what is offered to shine, must

Pulling of returning tidal waves
Settling tree roots call forth
My blood, my water, my memories,
My pain, my wearied sugar drops

So I peel the skin off of tiny round Clementines
Mandarin-sweet scents, sour juices
Clearing down my throat when
Great Mother Emaline nudges the
Left side of my brain

A cleaning fury comes over me
Stern broom sticks
To sweep over
Warped wooden floors
Spilled bread crumbs,
Last night’s collard cuttings n’
Bad energy shedding
Off, away and out
Of my present
My home
My womb

Later, I know the dream

The yr of recuperation.. digesting and multi tasking the faults of myself and others..
I have won.. but have I with the amount of stuff just to erase a small fact.. that I am the cause of such happenings..one says if u no better than u do better but better has to be learned first...there's a thirst ..c ...to be illuminated from this game we call LIFE..

The yr my weary body may seem strong on the outside..my perky wonderfulness and the fullness of my hips... dance like tempting shadows.. on paved walls.. but inside there is a stall... filled with names..numbers.places and things..talking walls..dirty water..with tissue on the floor..people have come and gone..sometimes felt used and then if that loved at all.

The yr these eyes seen some great..unique pieces of work.. have the eyes deceived me to no end.. have my heart been mended back together..glue or tape..and to fall apart again.. what is true.. what is this that we all search for.. can we understand it if it was right in front of our faces or are we so numb..no sense of anything without a big sign.. some glitter.. some noise..some illusion.. some twinkle..some score..

This water is soaking in

My flame is turning black

Should they ask

Tell them the Ocean has come back

This patience has been waiting

For the moon to come into view

Night waves rush over

Like the tempting stillness the Rivers persue

This East Wind blew

In her thunder i heard my name

She gave me Peace & Red clay

And I became Blue Flame

This flame sits above Sea

Tickling Sky

Laughing at Moon

We make it beautiful by being dutiful...
Raising seeds from birth, raising seeds from the earth.
We make it beautiful by being dutiful...
Walking hand in hand, being that butter half, walking that righteous path.
We make it beautiful by being dutiful.
Protecting, revolting and fighting, meditating, healing and peace making, giving, loving and living.
We make it beautiful because we are dutiful...
Praising the Almighty YHWH, resting in His peace and glory, living in the words of the Lord most high, Jah blesses us because we are in His sight. Giving all adoration to Jesus, bowing our heads, humbling ourselves, presenting ourselves because He was us, He is us, He is with us...Immanuel! Melodic Psalms spoken when in need. Giving testimonies of the mercies and gifts, sharing this spiritualism to uplift.

This world is all we got, let's make it beautiful by being dutiful.
Your womanhood is the most wonderful thing to possess, make it beautiful by being dutiful.
You give love, make love and be of love; make it beautiful by being dutiful.
Shine on lioness, rise above any ignorance, make whatever you have beautiful by being dutiful.

We make it beautiful....!
Peace and Love

INTIMATELY INVOLVED IN MY ADVANCES
MY ATTENTION WUZ SWEPT AWAY BY
HIS TOUCH

HIS KISS
HIS... TEASING ADVANCES

then slowly retreats.

TONGUE SLOWLY DANCING ON
MY ARM
MY SHOULDER
SOFT TOUCH OF LIPS BUT

not quite a kiss.

MY BREAST
MY STOMACH
TOUCHING MY LEG N
ADVANCING TORWARD CONSUMPTION

he takes my breath away.

I AM TRULY UNDER HIS SPELL
FULL CONTROL HAS LEFT MY SENSES
SOUL TRANQUILIZED LIKE
A WRETCHED SLAVE
CRAVING MORE N MORE...

N MORE

PLEADING BUT

ignore it

IM DELIRIOUSLY OBEDIENT
ABANDONING MYSELF

though not fully consumed.

MY BODY IS RACKED WHT LIGHTNING
FROM HEAD
TO TOE

back halfway to head.

I LAY MOTIONLESS
SILENT N SPENT

N STILL...

HE TOUCHES

I DONT SEEK A CENTERFOLD.

JUST SUM CHOCOLATE SPIRIT SOLID ENOUGH TO HOLD

SUBMISSIVE ENOUGH TO BE TOLD

BUT.... NOT CONTROL

MAYBE I DONT WANNA GROW TOGETHER
I JUST WANNA BASK IN D SUN OF U....... RIGHT NOW

FUCK FOREVER CUZ FOREVER MAY VERY WELL
NOT COMPLY WITH MY TWO.GETHER
THE TWO OF US GATHER OUR SILKY SOULS
TO CREATE LATHERS UNKNOWN

BUT DAMN...

I WUD BUY A JAR OF IT...

c.r.

Legend tells of a renagade,
of a horse no one could tame.
Her sire was the devil himself,
Wild Thing was her name.