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Curtis Charleswell Poem
I can see your thoughts wondering if you’re making all the right moves,
In you wanting to see matters out; like if to yourself you got so much more to prove?
But in my prayers you have continuously remained the only one,
However, it has been clearly written by you that the visions of you are truly done!
Not by my choice, I’m just playing out the hand I was dealt,
Not to ever feel your warmth, your kindness, and so many other matters upon you that I
have never felt,
Do you still wonder or envision yourself with me or did I already leave your thoughts?
Does that void for me still exist or is there no vacancy for me within your heart?
Can I show you all that you mean to me or should I let all of that just go?
I told you how strongly I feel for you so in that I’m glad that you know!
I cannot lie to you my dear; because of you I do feel so much pain,
To think of this trapped love I have for you I can only hope that one day we could share in it
the same!
There is nothing else I can say nor is there anything left for me to do?
I can only end my words, on telling you how much I am in love with you!
I’m on the verge right now on making a serious change in my life,
I just hope my past mistake remains just that; because I don’t want to live it twice!
So whenever you close your eyes at night does the thought of me ever pops into your head?
I think you’ll never truly understand the love I have for you; not until I’m gone and dead,
So on that, I’ll leave you with this note my dear and that’s to embrace life as within it that
you see,
We are on different charter plateaus my dear; but it is the love for you that I shall forever
carry along with me!
“Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say
so”
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I’m tired of getting up early to deal with all this stress,
I’m tired of indexing and handling all this mess,
I’m tired of feeling stiff while my body aches,
I’m tired of all this overtime while we don’t ever see any breaks!
I’m tired of being lied to and telling me my stats are keeping me on top,
I’m tired of all those mendacious comments because that bullshit needs to stop!
I’m tired of micro-management behavior and being treated like a child,
I’m tired of waking up in the mornings to see fake-ass folks giving me a sham of a smile.
I’m tired of being spied on from someone behind a desk,
I’m tired of being told focus on your work, like I’m supposed to be studying for a test,
I’m tired of these bogus meetings and being told we’re going to hire you some more help,
I’m tired of not being able to go to the gym to loosen up the weight pressing upon my belt!
I’m tired of having to listen to music at work to have an outlet to the world,
I’m tired of these 10 hours a day that’s keeping me away from my baby girls,
I’m tired of these damn game plans that keep updating every two hours,
I’m tired of a little man playing tyrant that believes he has all the power!
I’m so tired of yawning and constantly having to stretch out my back,
I’m so tired of sitting up in this damn chair all day with no time to truly relax,
I’m so tired of my allergies causing my eyes to be watery I just wish it would quit,
I’m just so tired of being so damn tired so I’m done writing this s***!
Words of a tired man!
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Within these financial times of hardship we all tend to look around for some type of means
for an escape?
At times, it just feels like there is no deliverance from these times and that the Lord has
placed more on our plates than we can actually take?
Some of us suffer through extreme depression, a woeful discouragement of hope, and then
turn to drastic chintzy appearance,
We then tend to just give up on life in general and slowly our minds slip into not functioning
properly; thus becoming completely incoherent!
In a little time you find yourself becoming a vagabond and then the street-life becomes a
second nature for you,
You once owned home, a car, had a job, a loving family, but now look at how the hard times
has now taken a toll on you too?
A lifestyle that you once praised and took for granted, now no longer exist and you’re now in
search of a new hope,
Some of us get so desperate on living life, that they rather take their lives by hanging
themselves by a well knotted rope!
The road ahead of you might seem hard for you to steer your way around and make your
way through,
But trust me my friends, this road might appear slippery at first; but the Lord has something
marvelous to offer to me and also you!
So take heed in his words and know that no matter what hardship falls upon us; that he
walks not behind us but by our sides,
But there are trails and tribulations that we must cross so that we can bear our true soul and
faith and then conquer that journey with pride!
Yes, our economy has taken a financial hit and it seems that we’re on the verge of suffering
through yet another great depression,
But it is within these times my firend that we must take harkens to the Lord’s words and unto
him we bare our soul confessions!
We all have traveled and fallen waist deep into these muddy and dreadful waters of a
financial crisis and now standing still not sure on what to do?
Trust yourself within the Lord, hold fast and strong to your faith because only with him can
you see yourself through!
“In 2009 you will go through some hardship times…. And also in 2009 the Lord would take
you THROUGH those hardship times! “
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I do hear your thoughts my Love, your words have floated into my ears,
Your with that other man right now but ask yourself for your well-being would he really care?
I know this might not be the proper time but I just got to be near,
Your beauty is so tranquilizing I cannot help but to stop and stare!
Oh how do I crave for a lifetime with you but for now I can settle for just one night,
But if we are to do this together we both got to make sure all the conditions are right,
There are obstacles in your way and I too have mines,
But whenever I see you I can imagine hearing the wedding bell chimes.
I’m up late at night tossing and turning yearning for your seductive touch,
I want to be inside of you this very moment to show you how I love you so much!
The passion that we share, the fire that we lit,
Let me start at your toes and work my way towards your clit.
The journey shall not stop there; fore I shall venture towards the twin peaks,
This will be a full body expedition from your head, breast, and all the way to your feet,
Let my fingers be the guide to your ecstasy,
It shall never be a dull moment when your body is press against me!
As our varies sexual positions does arise my mind is full on one thought,
Why am I experiencing this feeling for one night, why is there another that is keeping us
apart?
Why can I not make love to you from sun up to sun down?
I love that big booty of yours and the way you keep it nice, firm, and round.
I can imagine spreading your buttocks and pleasing you with one stroke,
I’ll let you take the ride on it sweetie but not in your mouth, we don’t need you to choke,
This is true romance here girl my passion burns for only you,
If you feel the same for me then please tell me these words are true!
Tell me that you want me and to keep me all to yourself,
Donald Trump can have millions but the love we can share can be our own wealth,
Your last note to me you said you made a choice and was willing to speak your mind,
I’m not here to force you but you are running out of time!
Do you want to be with me or that little boy playing a man?
Or do you want someone who mentally drags you down or a man willing to help you stand?
With that man there you’ll only be getting by miserably and trying to manage,
Follow your heart and allow me to clean up this mess of a collateral damage!
If you truly follow your heart you shall find what you Desire
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Whenever you enter the room I can see a beam of sunshine,
You are claimed by another yet I still yearn for you to be mines,
Whether I’m asleep or awake the image of you dances within my head,
I lay with another but it is you that I need in my bed!
My body is my home and my temple is my soul,
Shelter me with thou true love and keep me warm from the cold,
Only you have the power to bring forth absolute bliss,
With your round lushes voluptuous lips you leave me longing for that one enhancing kiss!
Can you hear me calling or do you even feel my presence?
After tasting the fruits of your loins I can tell your essence,
If I was to die I shall ask the Lord to grant me just one last glance,
This here is our innocence we speak of but I look towards you with a heart of romance!
The more I stare at you the prettier you become,
I’m intoxicated with your beauty and I have long put away the rum,
This trance that I’m under is it a form of witch-craft or faith?
I’m dining with another but it is you again I want as my mate!
I’m burning on the inside because I cannot touch what I desire,
I believe this is pain is worst than hell because I would welcome the fire,
I say that because I feel my world is utterly in a ball of mess,
I no longer can live my life without the caressing touch of my Mystery Guest!
What shall I do with one last wish …
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So why are you out there talking about b*tch, hoes, cars, and even your bling?
You see if you do not first love yourself then trust me the money you got would not solve
everything!
Let’s talk about a positive factor like elevating and educating our youths,
We got too many young babies in the projects with their first words being, “give me a gun
because I want to shoot!”
Sometimes I look around and feel sad whenever I see my black beautiful folks,
Making money off of the wrong elements of life like “Super Head” with her deep head
strokes!
C’mon now my people lets get it together and go out in society and make a change,
You might drive down MLK but remember those acronyms stands for one of our Greatest
Black Leader therefore representing his name!
Yes, you can call me a poet, a visionary, or just an urban evolutional soldier,
I too got dreams of inspiring not only myself but those around me so that we can all make
CEO status like Hova!
Living that good life could have me sipping some coffee, taking a cup of green tea, or even
a splash of espresso,
But why shall I sell out my soul to a livelihood that’s not for me when I’m standing on my
own threshold?
We have came so far as black people so there is no need for us to back track,
Yes, it’s wonderful for us to know our roots so that knowledge could permit us to stay focus
and not to fall into this commercialize trap!
Its time to bring forth our sunlight and remove these stormy clouds to embrace our
foundation on making our communities better,
So come on my people let’s stop wasting our lives doing the chicken noodle soup dance and
get your s*** together...!
“ In an open audience of people would your voice be heard?”
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I looked at the stars and made one wish,
I asked the Lord for a blessing and he placed you on my list,
You came into my life as a breathe of fresh air,
And if everyone ups and leave you then I’ll still be here!
I’ll be here for you as someone that you can always count on,
And whenever I’m lying in bed I wish that you were cuddled in my arms,
I feel that I have come so far in such a little short time,
And whenever I want to feel joyful I’ll just keep you in my mind.
My days at work sometimes do feels very long,
But without you in my life things would feel quite wrong,
I want to be able to walk with you while holding your hands,
And not just to be considered a friend but also a your man!
I’ll never call a woman a b**** or a hoe,
Because if any man calls that to my sisters then he’ll be considered my foe,
But how would I justify my thoughts or even my act?
That would be my bad karma just coming right back!
My thirst for knowledge is strong so my vision is clear,
I’ll extend my hands out to you in hope that you’ll be there,
There for me to love and there for me to hold,
When there are stormy weather outside I’ll keep you warm from the cold!
My mind is moving rapidly so now my feet feels like they’re in a race,
So in search of a beautiful person I’ll turn to look at your face,
You’re the essences of beauty and a face of a goddess,
Many men can brag but I’ll tell them with you I found the hottest!
One main factor that we always come across in society got to be about trust,
Do I really care for this person or is it just lust?
I asked myself that question, not once but twice,
Then I thought back about times with you and everything felt so nice.
I started out as a boy that has came into a man,
With you and I together babes, then the Lord has created the ultimate plan,
And it’s not our place to second-guess the big man up above,
Because he said this isn’t lust, rather it’s a binding of love!
A man alone could never survive, he’ll need that special woman to be along for the ride"
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A Black woman was raped last night
I wasn't there, wasn't even anywhere
near the horrific incident
But I could hear
her screams and yells loud and clear
And now my tears hit the Earth
with extreme force
because of the remorse that I feel.
Feels as if she was killed
and her spirit was revealed
unto me so that I could see
how a Black woman looks
after her sacredness has been
shaken and took.
A Black woman was raped last night
and I heard that there were Black men
that were present then
But didn't even try to defend (her)
because they felt less than men
and therefore couldn't win
Yes,
she was raped by a White man
who couldn't stand the fact that
his white was less than her/our black
So he felt that he had to attack
the most precious jewel of existence
and steal from her her incandescence
to make her no longer feel precious
So that this negative essence
will create a domino effect
in the rest of the Universe's best
that would make Us feel less and less
so that the cycle continues for us to
dis-respect, and neglect one another
as Sisters and Brothers.
Yes,
a Black woman was raped last night
The Sun doesn't shine as bright
The Moon is no longer in sight.
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This morning came and I arose to open my eyes ….
I left little to the imagination; because there you stood to my surprise …
Oh how can this be my love; how are you standing right here….?
I know we share this bond so I shall thank the Lord that he made you re-appear…
Right here in this moment we can now finally rejoice within one another…
It has been stated on numerous occasions of this love but we’re now friends that have a
chance to becoming lovers…
I can speak the language of your body as I follow the shape around each curve….
You are my sugar, my spice, my sauce; you’re even blend well with all the ingredients that
makes up my herbs…!!
Let another look upon you with lust and my soul shall inflate with rage…
It’s because of this yearning desire of love for you that I am lost and not knowing how to
function and behave…
But can you blame me for wanting to be so protective; to guard you and armor you with thy
shield…?
See these words for more than they are and come to understand that these feelings are
absolutely for real….!
There is no doubt in my mind that you complete me and that you’re the perfect one for me…
But my devotion to you is worth nothing if its only a matter or thought that I only see…
And before you pass judgment on me I’ll just plead with you for a minute of your time …
Allow me this opportunity to showcase to you all the joys, all the jubilance of thoughts that
appear whenever you’re on my mind….
Let me show you another side of me; a side that many folks do not get a chance to meet nor
do they know…
I’m a change man now and I’ll like to thank you for helping me and showing me the way that
I am supposed to grow…!
Metaphorically, there is a storm brewing and the battle lines are being drawn and eventually
we’ll have to choose a side to form…
So tell me, have I succeeded in the capturing of your heart or should I assume your
rebuttals are signs of me to be warn…?
It’s a merry-go-round, this thing call life that we dwell and live with in…
And so much time has already been wasted so we’ll never know the joy that could have
been…
But just like any merry-go-round that ride shall eventually come to a complete stop…
Just know that your life can be in disarray at times but real love can transfigure those
shambles into completing you to be solidified as strong as a rock ..!
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We have professed love for one another; yet too this day our worlds remains realms apart,
Our life’s remains as an excruciating love vessel that endlessly saisl between both of our
hearts!
I can look into your eyes and see the illumination of a sparkle twilight-light as you stare back
at me,
With the thought racing across your mind wondering, for the love that we share can we truly
ever be?
I do believe I have answered that question on numerous occasions so the last testament
must be yours,
Unconditional love is awaiting for you in one corner so it’s now your destiny to walk through
the befitting doors,
Time is the element of life that is of the essence, because today we’re here but by tomorrow
either one of us could be gone!
So I ask to you my love; to believe or to share in a leap of faith for each other, could that
notion be so utterly wrong?
In past and recent times I have poured out my heart and soul to you in the efforts of
portraying my love for you!
And yes, what did started as just friendship amongst strangers lead to a profusion of love for
one another that grew!
I cannot look into your eyes and deny the fact of the love that I bare for you from deep
down within,
You know too that the love is there for you but in your mind you see our love to be a falsity
form of a sin!
Can real love represent the formalities of a sin if intertwine to form the structural solitude of
an everlasting bond?
I do believe in faith and destiny amongst those in love so I ask of you to state if those beliefs
of mines are completely wrong?
In the midst of our daily lives we tend to lose sight of what brings joys into our worlds and
just focus on all the mishaps,
But for you to turn your back on the love we can share; how are you so sure that’s not a sign
of the Devil's trap?
I ask that, due to that the Lord and Savior knows what's in my heart so if you share the
same then he knows what's in yours!
It is from his blessings that I continue to pursue you and the love for you; because in him I
stated if I had you I want not anymore!
If I was to perish today I would sign off on the removal of thy body but request that my soul
shall remain right here,
My Lord, I shall not command of you but the reason for the request is to see that in my
demise, would the woman I truly love shred a lonely tear!
“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. “
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