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Exotic
Mysterious in every way
However, you are purely understood to me
Your goddess type figure and your flawless beauty
Brings me to a foreign place
I am moved by everything you are
And that goes far beyond your perfect body and gorgeous face
Strikingly different, is what your appearance screams
You are a diamond in the ruff, but yet a commonality of the perfect one in every man’s dream
Yet every man can’t handle you or accept who you are
To me you are far beyond the norm….yet I don’t find you strange by far
Your eyes take me to a foreign place
So dark, bold, beautiful, and deep
To ignore your beauty would be a disgrace
For how can not one epitomize the empowerment inside and out of a woman so wonderfully unique
Exotic Hair
Exotic Shape
Exotic Posture
Exotic Face
But they fail to realize the pure exotic nature in your heart
That won’t every be replace
Sexy and divine….yes you are
You can pull lust out of a room full of saturated and imitated love
With just one look …you can drag one’s mind so far
But the deepness of honor and respect you deserve, is also honored from something supernatural up above
Now…
She is the most deserving woman
I see our future as I gaze into here yes …
Longing to create a sensual, powerful, and exotic love
One that would kidnap us into a realm of an endless happiness of an everlasting and wonderful goodbye
©Brandon Neal
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2016
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This is just something short and sweet
So lets share this moment, and synchronize our bodies to our soul's melodic beat
Holding your hips, anticipating your movement...
doing my duty far as taking control
Deep down you feel comfort from my body,
creating a feeling that
you never want to be let go
The words catering to our moment is perfect,
don't you agree
And though we are two strangers caught within the same situation,
In this moment!! I forever want you to be apart of me
As the time ticks, and i loosen my grip on your hips
I whisper those sweet nothing in your ears just to make my way closer to your lips
The moment falls into slow-motion
and everyone's presence in the club becomes obsolete....
and now I'm caught into the anticipating the moments of when our fruitful lips meet
but instead of letting my emotions out on this dance floor...
take my hand and come with me
and turn this short moment of forever
into something more delightful than bitter sweet
©Brandon Neal?
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2015
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Sometimes, it’s the hard times that blind me from the possible positive outcomes the future beholds…
But damn…sometimes it’s like I get so tired of always being let down, that looking forward to things is nothing but a childhood feeling that has grew old
But thank you hard times, for you made me into a better person….or stronger perhaps…feeling more than ready for whatever may happen…
Mainly because I now find myself accepting adversity. Anticipating the natural high of overcoming a challenge
It’s just crazy how hard times always seem to have bad timing..
You finally get the breathing room to pick yourself up…get things together …you are knocked right back down again…
It’s just a constant cycle of falling down and picking yourself back up again
And I shall continue fighting until I won’t be able to fall again
Feels like I’m Taking 10 steps forwards to sometimes get pushed 5-8 steps back….
And Even though hard times can make the weak fold…It also creates strong and bold individuals who refuse back down from any negative attack…
Hard times can be whack…but most of the times when I just pull through and fight…it turns out to be worth the struggle…
That is why I feel that no matter how rich I get…I will always be able to out do the other man…because I have a mentality beyond making an average hustle…
Because I too know what it feels like to struggle…
Scraping dollars…trying to make ends meet, while also trying to budget enough food to barely eat
Just because Hard Times wants to come knocking at my door, doesn’t me I have to open it …to just to lay victim to an embarrassing defeat
Sometimes spoken words can be the herb for a heeling deep within..
Thanks to you hard times, it is because of you that I have to get this healing treatment …over and over and again and again…
You have turned out to be quite the friend….
But you are only seasonal…so every time you enter my life….
Your presence only shows me what is about to begin…because hard times to me ;only signify the great beginning to another end!!!
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2015
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A road less traveled is only a journey the cowards fear
For the brave stand strong through the hard times when danger grows near
Fighting a battle that seems most certain one will lose…
However the weak submit.... limiting their potential and not knowing their destiny
While the strong create the opportunity to where they have to choose
A road less traveled is filled with our biggest worries
In which your troubles catch up with you and a vision that was once so clear,
Suddenly becomes blatantly blurry
We grow weary when there is pain
And become lazy when there is rain….
But yet, when the sun shines,
Why do we seem content?
with no urge to change things that remain the same…
When the clouds shadow your path, or the strong winds begin to throw you off track..
It is by your will to find the urge to detour away from your journey
or take the original way of fighting back
But enough of the lectures, enough of the rags to riches glory stories
Because when you continuously just talk about success but don’t act on it
your intentions become meaningless and efforts become more unworthy
A road less traveled is never chosen, yet placed in our lives…
As a test from the man above to see who has the faith and will to survive
The mistakes we make do not define who we are
Because it is your choice whether you will make this journey bare footed
or sitting pretty in the passenger side of “HIS” gasless car
If you are thinking either option shouldn’t be a choice…
Then I ask, “If you were forced …what would you choose?”
To stand tall and walk alone…or let the man above be by your side to guide you through
A road less traveled is one that is never taken by a volunteer…
But I rather not travel alone, if I have the option to be challenged facing an impossible situation knowing “HE” is near
Translating ......that no matter our circumstances, to the road that is less traveled, is one journey that we should never fear
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2015
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My Fortune 500 Company is a billion dollar businesses
Filled with inspirations, diversity, and motivational visions
Corporate cars, business attire, which all are comforted with money out the ass
But I wonder if the clarity of defining your fortune 500 has to deal with cash!?!?
We see the lavish life of the money, cars, clothes and somewhat spoiled life on TV
And with all honesty, every single one of us had that moment when we were like “Damn, I wish that could be me”
But see!?! I rather be born a bum than to be born rich…
So when wealth and great opportunities present themselves in my life I can truly cherish it
Most of us today rather be spoiled by living a life including less hardships…
Magnifying those who seems to have it all
But I look up and admire those who have came from shit….
Because they know how to get up off their ass up and keep walking when they fall
You can give me projected outcomes for the year
And try to calculate what you think my success should be
But I don’t need numbers or prospects with opinions, for GOD tells me my SUCCESS grows near
So the next step for you would be to stop worrying about me
This is only a message for the haters,
Those who try to live their faulty lives through our potential
But to their satisfaction I refuse to cater...
To thoughts that deter my successful moments from being monumental
See my Fortune 500 doesn’t result from money, cars, and other materialistic things
My fortune 500 comes from the love, blessing, opportunity, and special people in my life that GOD brings
Money doesn’t buy us happiness, it only temporarily relieves stress
And blinds us from the little things that are god’s sign of showing us that we are truly blessed
So define your fortune 500 from the things that are dear to you...not to your peers or to the world
Because valuing yourself and knowing your worth and living happily through the simple things …
Will give you more peace, comfort, happiness and a beautiful shine to your life.
10x more than any glisten that can be created by a diamond or the prettiest pearl…
So....What is your Fortune 500!?
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2015
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My life is no longer just mines
It has also become connected with yours
Realizing now that things are not just about me…
Now transforming to the thoughts that can positively affect WE!
For I am a reflection of you now…
So when people observe my actions…they see more than just me…
And you’ve made me feel so lucky..
Motivating me to become the best person I can for WE!
For you and me…are one hell of a team
Accomplishing more together than I could have ever dreamed
I once thought I was invincible and thought all I needed was me…
Then you came into life and made the biggest believer out of me
For the simplest of things make the biggest impact…
For we move united ….
Realizing that things are so much harder when we become divided
For every time I come close to losing that connection with you….my entire day becomes out of sync
Goes to show me how my life can change in the second of a blink…
For I am no one when I try to stand alone…
I am nothing without you…
And deep in my heart I know this statement isn’t wrong…
My life truly changed when I made that decision to commit to you…
Giving you everything inside of me
Devotion, trust, love and sincerity
For this is truly the best decision I’ve ever made
And now that I’ve given my life to you Lord…
I know for a fact you won’t lead me astray …
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2016
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Forever In Our Moment
You captured me at goodbye
And sent me into an endless daydream at hello
Please come closer...hold me
Because this moment; I don't want to let go
Please come closer... I promise to be delicate yet very thorough
With our minds captured into an unforgetable memory that we shared a few minutes ago
With seconds feeling like hours
And hours transforming into days
I'm sorry this has to end right
I truly wish I could stay
Yet until then...
Hello
©Brandon Neal?
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2015
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The thoughts in my mind run rampant as I walk around in a rage
It’s like I’m continuous writing chapters in my life but I can’t even understand what lies on the page
I feel trapped and concealed, like a humming bird trapped in a cage
But I just want to be free and fly out into the world happily, instead of letting this confinement drive me crazy unto a rampage
The days and the hours past and my life seems like clockwork
I wake up, get myself together, eat, relax for a while, then I’m on the way to work …
And the time in-between I try to find some enjoyment of my day….
And when I do find that happiness, something always washes it away…
What the hell is going on? My mind and my heart shout…
I know what I feel, and want…but to express it feels impossible, and my actions are hindered towards letting it out
A closed mouth doesn’t get fed, I always say…
But damn I’m trying to eat until I’m full but instead…it feels like apart of me is withering away...
I embody my thoughts and transgress through hardships presented through this hard life…
I’m always aware that someone always has it worse, but yet I still find myself feeling like no one can feel my pain, my aches, struggles or strife
My thoughts run rampant, but they are full of rage and I want to be free…
Wondering if the owner of this cage could unlock this boundary with that sacred key, and let this humming bird fly free….
At some point and time we all feel trapped and confused, and don’t know what to do…
But if we are instilled in our beliefs and keep faith, then we know the great man above will come through…
No longer will I let this confinement transform me into a person of misery,
Or unhappiness that just creates moments in life that I will once regret…
If life serves me lemons, then I’ll make lemonade and no matter the situation, I will make the best of it…
So in due time and with patience, I’ll be unleashed from this cage and set free…
And instead of having all negatives surrounding me, I will make a positive impact on someone’s life and those who do see…
Then I will complete my happiness to a long lasting legacy…
I’m finally FREE!!
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2015
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Purely Amazing
I promise when it comes down to describing you…
I can’t come up with any other word
From the things you say.. to the things you do
You are a person…
Whose blessings to be received are truly deserved
You bring sunshine to the darkest days
You put smiles on faces where frowns are usually there to stay
You are humble … you are wise
You are goofy… you are smart…
You are purely amazing
In such a way that you will always stand apart
You used to see pain..
And now you see smiles
You used to walk when you worked out
And now you run miles
You have the authority to accomplish the impossible
Making a way through any obstacles
You have a spark inside of you that you may not see
And it is something that some envy…
You will touch many
And you will grow
And even though this is something you may not see
In due time you will know
You are amazing
That is something you need to see
And once you realize it on your own
Please remember ..
You have the authority
To be the best you can be
You are
Purely Amazing
Copyright © Analytical Poet | Year Posted 2016
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