I think I think too much

#30

imablackpoem — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 15:54:10 +0000

The things I do for

beauty: hot combs, flat wraps, irons.

He best notice me.

Posted in Beauty, Black Americans, Creativity, Hair, Life, Love, People, Relationships

#29

imablackpoem — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 16:26:47 +0000

A haiku…I think this really sucks…I’m kinda burnt out – my head is all fuzzy, my nose is stuffy but there’s nothing coming out when I blow (I know you know the feeling) and I feel like I’m spinning around but I’m sitting on the couch – I think…

Us, sharing a love

divine, known to few, wanted

by many others.

Posted in Life

#28

imablackpoem — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 21:47:27 +0000

Gripping and clutching

it is a fire that burns in

me. It, the fire, won’t

let go. And throat lozenges

ain’t workin either.

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#27

imablackpoem — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 17:21:18 +0000

In your embrace

there is happiness and love.

I feel joy and I never want to leave

your embrace.

It’s a special place

for me and only me.

I’d spend all day and all night

in your embrace.

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#26

imablackpoem — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 20:23:35 +0000

This may be one of the most intimate poems I’ve ever written, it’s actually a part of my “life” story right now, unfortunately. I live in a place where I feel trapped and I wish I could be elsewhere, someplace much better of course. Have you ever felt like you’d rather be anywhere, but where you are? It’s hard to stay focused and keep your mind on the Lord when so much negativity and animosity are everywhere you go! I don’t want to complain. I just need guidance, comfort, and peace.

Who are you?

You’re not who you used to be.

What sucks the most is you made a change -

and you didn’t even grow.

Not only that,

but you didn’t even have the decency to let me know

that you were changing – into someone/thing else.

I would’ve left, moved on, done my own thing.

Instead, I’m stuck here – lost and wondering

what the hell happened?

Where did I go wrong?

You live in the past

Living with you, got me suckin on that glass

bottle.

Everything used to be good.

Life was going full speed, full throttle

Parties, love, late nights, loud music

Our lives were great – our…lives…were…perfect…

Look at us now?

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Twitter – Food for Thought

imablackpoem — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 18:19:05 +0000

RT @preacherrr: RT @PriscillaTagle: Use your blessings to bless others!…Genesis 12:2.

Posted in Life, Love, Nature, Parents/Family, People, Religion

#25

imablackpoem — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 16:24:48 +0000

Hopeless.

I am hopeless and heartbroken.

I am sick and empty.

Longing for your touch – desperately wanting, needing to hear your voice.

Your embrace.

Your kiss.

I miss you.

All that is you, I miss it all.

Posted in Creativity, Heartache, Life, Love, Men & Women, People, Relationships

#24

imablackpoem — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 19:38:07 +0000

Is this my first real love poem? Hmm…I’m thinking. It very well may be. Unfortunately, it is not finished…and I mean it this time. I intend to put more to this, I have found love. If you’ve read my previous blogs you know that I don’t know any strong, long-lasting relationships between men and women. I think there may be a self-destructive behavior that tried to keep me from staying with the man I’ve found. And I do mean found, I mean he literally came out of nowhere. And just like that, he and I have seemingly gelled together. I always want to hear his voice. I enjoy his embrace. And I miss him whenever I’m not with him. So, in honor of my first love, I think the least I could do is write a decent poem about it. Each word is sincere. If I were bold enough I would probably dedicate the poem. But then again, I probably would not…I’m not a fan of dedications…

“Love me,” I say.

And he loves me.

Patience, care, respect, and tenderness I demand.

And patience, care, respect, and tenderness I am in receipt of.

Have I found love?

In a world of pain, upset, cruelty, discontentment, and unfairness -

I have found love.

Posted in Creativity, Life, Men & Women, People, Relationships

#23

imablackpoem — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 16:25:45 +0000

Because of a decision I made, now I’m crying.

Tears of sadness and hurt.

And I’m sorry.

I know it’s the right decision.

I never meant to hurt him.

I still love him.

No one told me the right thing could cause so much pain.

Posted in Creativity, Life, Men & Women, People, Relationships

#22

imablackpoem — Wed, 06 Jan 2010 20:53:35 +0000

A new year, a new

me. Just review and renew.

It’s never too late.

Posted in Life