Saturday, December 7, 2013

The Purpose



Forget the future you built as a kid, when you get older you see
the failures of your youth and the things you did. Set the past in
motion when the circumstances of life rock you back and forth like
the ocean. Praying that dead end job don’t drive you past success at
a hundred miles an hour off the cliff of insanity. Then when you thought
you found the love of your life and vows get exchanged, kids become involved in
 the equation, two plus two equals me minus you. After eighteen years of
co-parenting,  graduating gowns are hung. You realize to your children
you were a hero un-sung. And you sit back in your golden years and reflect on the
things you could’ve done better, you find, open , and read old letters.
With tears in your eyes you know the end is near and there you lay without fear,
with the voices of your love ones flooding your ears. Right before you take your
 last breath you understand everything in your life was apart of a magnificent
plan. Nothing that happen will ever come to pass again. Now its on to judgment day
where you face the demons you struggled with from within.

By; BTT 
@Btfbaby(twitter)
@PoeticalJustus(The Poet Q/ BTT twitter)

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Passions Prisoner (Collaboration)

The structure of this poem starts with The Poet Q and then to Ms. Bonita and so forth.

I can't help but to be prisoner to your passion
Bound by the emotions running through my body
Losing track of time and acting irrationally
Restrained by the fears of what was and what is
So I approach lightly not knowing the challenges
Trying to find a balance of too little and too much
I know I should slow down but too addicted to touch
Constantly yearning to taste your lips
Lost in passion kissing on your thighs with my hands on your hips
Toes curling, back arching, desire flowing
Where this will all lead to I am not knowing
But hoping that the unkwown is never
Wanting no end to come of this pleasure
So just keep me as your passions prisoner....

By: The Poet Q and Ms. Bonita

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Wednesday, December 4, 2013

11:45-12/04

Life flows clearly and with conviction as it specifically defines the path laid before me. I was chosen and so I chuse in this land of haves and want mores.. I now live a life worth living! A life that brings pause in the morning at the reality that joy has come! I'm now intertwined with the current that is my breathe and I grow past the pain, the hurt, the turmoil.. I stand up boldly in a land that pressed in on me from every side, producing these exquisite gems of less. a. price. and I give freely and yet wisely as I now soar..