Tuesday, October 27, 2015

How is it Possible for Love to be a Loss?


How is it Possible for Love to be a Loss?


A grown man cried/ another saw him and lied/ by stating that “Nice guys finish last” as if he had proper context/

I speak in spirit when I say this/ in its proper context that guy’s statement is nonsense/

Sheeeeeet… back in the days “nice” was slang for “Progress”

“Oh he’s nice with his pen game” meant you didn’t want a contest/

For those on the blog I must confess/ The ego is present in the stage version of this/ 

presentation… but not in the word and its foundation/

So let’s have a conversation/

I took the ego out of the driver’s seat and told him to man another station/

Co-Pilot is a better look for em/ “congratulations”

I just hit you with the key/ that unlocks the mystery/ or better yet/ I’m giving you the winning combination/

Glory be/ to G.O.D. I can only speak for me/ nonetheless I have to share this revelation/

Iv’e never walked in light or moved like love moves and took a loss/ 

Not as a dishwasher by day or at night as a boss/

Not in the streets/ not on stage/ not even in hot romances that ended up frost/

Walking in light always produced a winning reality in my heart, in my soul and between my ears /  

So then I started thinking of those popular myths/ the one’s you’ve never heard but somehow they exist/

Just to give you some ideas/

Like the notion that pain is persistent/ and joy is intermittent/

Or that fear couldn’t make the selfish blind to the value of oneness/

Or that great sex should be forbidden/

You kidding? /

I drive with divinity in the head lights traveling at the speed of self awareness/

Some may call me “a nice guy” for that/

For seeing the beauty in all things/

Back to these misinterpretations of niceness/ I’ve got to instigate the question that challenges that bullshit/

How is it Possible for Love to be a Loss?

Ya see cats are so confused with this turn the other cheek shit/

They think it means/ stand there and make the same mistake twice/ 

Scared of the next slap/ they listen to Fear’s advice/

Try listening to your gut next time when it tells you that their energy… ain’t quite right/

Try teaching your lips to say “No” as often as your brain does/

Especially if they are not worthy enough to be in your space/

If they’re not standing next to you in the first place/ how could they ever be close enough to smack your face?

Ah… you understand now/ funny thing is/ you already knew that/  I’m just helping you remember/

Love will not compromise itself/ Love is circular like all things/ We cannot harm love/ we cannot destroy love/ 

We can however choose not to experience love/ The oneness of love/ the beauty of love/ the warmth of love/ the tranquility inside the folds of love’s linen/

That wouldn’t be very “nice” now would it?

GB
















Thursday, October 8, 2015

Just My Thoughts: So How Can My Fire Turn You Cold?.. #QuickVerse

Just My Thoughts: So How Can My Fire Turn You Cold?.. #QuickVerse: Funny how passion can scare some people/ Or better yet maybe it’s not funny at all/ Fear is about as funny as an insecurity ...

So How Can My Fire Turn You Cold?.. #QuickVerse





Funny how passion can scare some people/

Or better yet maybe it’s not funny at all/

Fear is about as funny as an insecurity looking to control what cannot be tamed/

The eternal flame/

That will give you hell if you try to contain it/

Let alone explain it/

Do so in poetic verse if you've got the balls to do so/

You may find your friends to be a Faithful Few/

If you do what you love and love what you do/

Somebody somewhere just said true/ true/

Now watch me address the fearful and confess my joy/

Love always builds/ fear always destroys/

So how can my fire turn you cold? /

Unless your intentions were to control? /

Behold/ God flow/ Mastery as it unfolds/

Truth be told/

I love you regardless ~

GB

Just My Thoughts: I Support Your Freedom... #QiuckVerse

Just My Thoughts: I Support Your Freedom... #QiuckVerse: I support your freedom/ You are free to express yourself/  Not that you need my permission/  You are free to undress your...

I Support Your Freedom... #QiuckVerse




I support your freedom/

You are free to express yourself/ 

Not that you need my permission/ 

You are free to undress yourself/ 

Not simply just for a sexual position/

You have the freedom to shed the skin you're in/

Shape shift like the goddesses that rule over men/

Change form like a child's mind at play in the land of pretend/

Me supporting your freedom is how I plan for us to win/

Treating you like I would want to be treated allowing your light to shine from within/

GB

Just My Thoughts: Queen of What?

Just My Thoughts: Queen of What?: The Queen of hearts broken/ Possibly/ The Queen of humility not spoken/ Humbly/ The Queen of everything hot like s...

Queen of What?




The Queen of hearts broken/

Possibly/

The Queen of humility not spoken/

Humbly/

The Queen of everything hot like steam/

The queen of broken dreams/

The Queen of a fear that makes lovers turn mean/

Incredibly/

Does a Queen cause her King anger? / 

Maybe/

Does a Queen turn a King who was her best friend into a stranger? /

Despicably/

Does a Queen refuse compromise with the backbone of her throne?

Does a Queen insist that she rule the kingdom on her own?

I am sure this Queen exists but tell me where does this Queen rule? /

Is the land she concurred glorious and is her King a fool? /


Queen of what?


Please tell me so that I can see if the people she rules have smiles on their faces/

Are her subjects loyal to her/ No matter what the case is? /

A beautiful Queen she is indeed/ inside and out/

And I don’t have a single doubt/

That a Queen is exactly what she is from the tip of her toes to the diamonds in her crown/

However when I decided to take the route/

Of seeing what being her King was really about/

I was asked to get on my knees and at first I was more than willing to bow down/

But she asked me to stay down/

And that I was only allowed to stand when she said it was okay for me to do so/

I told her I couldn’t rule in a position where I wasn’t on the ready/

On my feet/ side by side with her/ and that kneeling for long periods was for the petty/

Not to mention that I had knelled to the previous Queen already/

And before you get beheaded they put you on your knees while they hold their sword steady/

So kneeling isn’t a good look for me/

So please tell me…


You are the Queen of what?


What land do you rule and do you ask me to kneel in jest?

I’m confused and not quite sure why you would make such a request/

My love for you is a right knee to the Earth/

Connecting me with the divine mother/ 

Forcing my ego to take a back seat to all things beautiful in your soul/

My respect for you is a left knee to the Earth/

I listen to your feminine perspective and hold a high regard for the wisdom you unfold/

Now that’s 2 knees/ anymore/ and I will be on all fours/

Like a good dog whining when he wants some affection/

Begging for spiritual food and attention/ 

Kept in the back yard for the house’s protection/

Unable to stop the mailman from sliding letters through the slot/ Or the tax man from getting his collection/


Queen of what?


Indeed you are a Queen/ just not the Queen of me/

Perhaps in another life/ one where there’s no insecurities/

A land where butterflies fly free/ as the summer breeze as do the flowers sway/ that they/ choose to land on/

A land where the Earth is free to spin/ yet steady enough for a King to stand on ~


GB