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heard the sound!!! She is Gone!!! Gone
Forever!!!
2001...who would have thought that...that
would be the last time i would ever see
you!!!
History Repeating Itself... 7 yrs later...I
heard the sound!!! She's Gone Max!!! Gone
Forever!!!
Two Mothers...One Soul...Entering
Heaven...Thats the Goal!!! Mission
Accomplished!!! I Know!!!
NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO SAY I LOVE
YOU
NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO HUG YOU
NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO SAY THANK
YOU
NEVER GOT THE LAST CHANCE TO SEE
YOU
SELFISH I KNOW!!! BUT WHO WOULD
BELIEVE YOU WOULD LEAVE SO QUICKLY
Treated life for granted so now im taking
the punishment!!!
Never ? God so why yall left me!!! too
much pain and suffering i understand
completely...
From Diabetes to low breathing...and
stressful dayz to emotional
rollercoasting!!!
Sibilings Fighting...drama uplifting...but
when yall passed away...there was a
resolution!!!
For some strange reason I keep on
smiling at the sun even though there are
clouds
feeling the warmth of the love from yall
but there is a blizzard inside!!!
Inside my BODY!!! SOUL IS COLD...I WAS
A BAD SON
CURSING...STEALING...GANGBANGING!!!D
ISREPESCTUL...
YET YALL STILL ADOPTED ME...WHEN I
DIDNT HAVE A FAMILY!!! DIDNT DESERVE
IT BUT I CHERISH IT
SO WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT I HAD A
DECADE OF DEPRESSION
I used to run from my mistakes.... Tried to
hide my short-comings.
But it's hard to pull the puppet strings
when you're the wooden dummy...Well...
let me tell you what I am today!!!
See Im a confused delirious man who
thinks of 2nd opinions:
doctors who doesn’t give a damn about
me
Father who left me and ran away
No Brothers but 1 sister who said who
cares!!!
Lost 2 Mothers!!!
Never Had a Legit Family!!!
Turned my heart to stone. Petrified Pretty
Much... Til this day Im Still Running
Waiting for the person who can TAKE
THEIR PLACE...HELP ME PLEASE!!!
Give me A purpose. Give me A meaning.
Help me speak without A stutter...
Help me learn the lesson so im never left
with... WHY I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF MY
MOTHERS...
Out of Sight...Out of Mine... 2010 begins a
whole new decade!!! No More Depression
If times get hard and I dont know who to
call on or talk to...
I can always reach my mothers in heaven
and talk to My Father(God) through my
heart
R.I.P Roberta Costello
R.I.P Suzanne Gaudet
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Unconditional….As you can see… My
infatuation for her is undeniable… So the
best way to describe her… is simply
undescribable… So in order for me myself
and I to rest peacefully… I have to have
love Unconditionally… Meaning I want to
give her every piece of me and ummmm
excuse me if I don’t have the decency
BUT She is all I can think of as of recently
oh by the way excuse my language but my
tongue is the only way I can taste her
ecstasy… Breathless… her lungs
punctuating into mine… its not like she is
killing me… I have more to live for…A True
Angel So I’m creating a Heaven For Her…
Lets Rewind to how it all begin… like a
Oasis to my desert…she was hard to find…
once I did…it had me wondering if she was
real..probably an allusion BUT… STIll!!! I
stayed in that desert…Lived in that desert…
dreamed in that desert… only to spend
more time with that mirage of her… that’s
how friendship became a bond…buts
that’s equivalent of how thirsty I was…
But for some reason I was still holding my
breath… WHY??? There were too many
“Suns” looking to explore the “Center of
that Universe”… And now I’m spiraling out
of control…like Kanye west accident…
COMA!!! But she kept pulling me in like I
was a dimed light and she was the black
hole… Momma told me about
Unconditional Love…I didn’t listen…No true
definition…but more of God’s Script to
have half of the heart become whole… It’s
just so damn hard to conceive it… But
honestly I needed her like the air that I
breathe… Live for today and not for
Tomorrow… She is my Today Tomorrow
and Forever… The serenity of
understanding and the absence of fear
made my move close to her and closer to
the master… Master put us together… my
last chance was my first choice… God put
us together like the pieces to the puzzle… I
am fortunate… To have you Girl is the
words I sing to her like I was Usher and
she was Chilli… Staring at her love like it
was a picture and I see all of the
realization of my dreams coming true…
Unconditional Love Is Here… Being in that
desert made everything perfectly clear…
That looking into your eyes was actually
me looking into my soul… tracing your
silhouette body… to grasping onto your
lips…Unconditional Love… There is no
magic potion…no hex or spell required…No
Degree…No Doctrine acquired…no
formula…no recipe to make…no code
words to recite or codes to be retrieved…
this is love I convey to you…I convey to
you… like personalized concrete made
from me for you to walk on… or a second
heart placed on the right side of the chest
made from me for you because I knew you
were right for me…Its just Unconditional
love baby… For Love it’s never a question
within my mind… You Are My Lady, My
Queen, FOR ALL TIMES!!!
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cant see it coming down my eyez so I
have to let this Poem Cry
I cant see it coming down my eyez so I
have to let this Poem Cry
See Im not on this Jay-Z shhhh...
Im on this Real Love Shhh...the type of
love thats makes Mary J Blige dig deep to
find her soul shhhh
A poem that lets it out...
see i had love but never cherished it...felt
it but never kept it...used it but as a
crackhead well I had to abuse it...
funny its really irrelevent...love had
passed me so fast like usain bolt there
wasnt a reason for me to catch
it...TREATED IT LIKE SUICIDE SO I HAD
NO CHOICE BUT TO KILL IT FOR MYSELF
A poem that makes me mad...A poem that
keeps me Sad...A POEM THAT MAKES
YOU MAD!!!
R.I.P LOVE!!! YEA I SAID IT...HOW CAN I
DENY IT!!! My broken soul
Past pains hidden deep...My heart has a
hole...Love wasn’t in my book...
Wasn’t something I could see...damn sure
wasnt something i wanted to read
Pain was bound in my world...SO MAYBE
JUST MAYBE I NEED TO BE DEAD...
LOAD UP THE GUN AND PUT IT TO MY
HEAD
CLIMB UP ON TOP OF THE
BUILDING...STAND CLOSE TO THE
EDGE...READY TO FALL...BUT!!!
FELT SO SCARE SO I BEGAN TO STALL!!!
KNOWING NOBODY WAS THERE TO
CATCH MY TEARS
SO I LET THIS POEM CRY INSTEAD!!!
Every time I think the feeling of love has
called it quits
the tortuous memories and hopes that
may never be... prove to still exist
and so I walk the land of love and pain
the man with a plan but no plan to make it
happen
It's not that I'm sleeping or slacking on it
...basically just napping
procrastinating keeps me from snapping
out of insanity
watching other lovers pointing the finger
at my single life
should I be pleased!!! not really!!! because
honestly!!! this is the reality!!!
IT ALL STARTS WITH ME!!! TAKE ME
AWAY!!! LORD TAKE ME AWAY!!!
Day in...Day Out...trying to make
it...continuing to fight love but now i need
to escape it
instead of looking up to the skies and
begin to cry
I couldnt see it coming down my eyez...SO
I LET THE POEM CRY!!!
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Suicide: I laughed at it like a clown then a clown turned around and laughed at my life; disgusted, so i decided to grab the gun and cocked it... bullets penetrated like dribbling to the hole... Shot!!! Flashed!!! My eyez rolling back in my empty head... no bullets in the gun, hard headed!!! Depression: depressed to the point i couldnt buy the bullets to at least put inside the gun to at least have the bullets come out to at least put one to my head the point i was ready to die... Death: where to begin... i actually died before complicated as it sounds... 3 times like the son of God... knowing im not the son of God but i am the son of a mother and a father who names is unknown to me... Born Jan 18, 1986 Died June 5, 2001 When I came home from school and no one was there to give me a hug but had the nerves to express to me that my mom passed away thats when i died on the living room floor Born Jan 18, 1986 Died Sept 15, 2007 the day i was on a yr gap not talking to God being a pimp and reality kicked in when three guys put guns to my head taking everything and i died on Nicholson St Born Jan 18, 1986 Died Nov 1, 2009 the day the clock landing on my favorite number but waking up to uncontrollable phone calls and your roommate tells you that your 2nd Mom has gone to Heaven...Comes in 3's but how did i come in between... Turning Negativity into A Positive Situation is like Turning a Tornado into sunny skies... do you know the damage is already done... SILLY ASS POET: WORDS ARE FOR REAL PEOPLE!!! Like JShade Brings His Words To The World And Give It Life... When Chelsea Hit You With Similes And Metaphors that will make your soul shiver... as for myself I am beaten down with nothing to say... so people staring into my eyes proclaiming this state of the union address is a waste of time!!!
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( In The Thunder & Rain )
The Thunder Is Your Moans The Rain Is
Your Wetness...
I Place my Tongue under each drip
and each drop... like my Tongue was a
whirlwind twista that made your pink
flood!!!
This Sounds Like Poetic Sex!!!
Poetic Sex!!!
If I Told You I Was A Freak You Say No
Because I'm Max!!! Respectful Kind
Gental And Sweet
But I am... Plus More.. Between The
Sheets!!!
WATCH!!!
As my Tongue Xplores The Riveting
Hole
Sending Chills through out your Body like
your Cold
You release a load of Sweet and Sour
I got your Legs in the Air like the EIFFEL
TOWER!!!
Painting A Portrait With My Tongue On
Your Lips Making The Mona Lisa
Jealous!!!
You Drown my Thoughts with all sorts Of
High Pitched Moans with Deep Bass
Groans As a Symphony of Satisfaction
caused by a Chain Reaction Like:
( Anytime... Anyplace )
Janet Jackson In The Background
As I Take Notes
( Anytime... Anyplace )
Janet Jackson In The Background
As I Take Notes
Temptation is leading to Aggravation
Because Your Inner Chamber is suffering
from Starvation
Brushed against the silkiness of your
delicate walls...
Moist anticipation takes shelter between
her thighs...
AND--- like a starving artist I Am...
You sacrifice freely... Brushing away your
warm honey... and licking away her oils of
pleasure. With a feverish tongue that
hunts for that pearl...
This Sounds Like Poetic Sex!!!
Poetic Sex!!!
If You Asked Me If The Sex Was Over I Say
This Is Just THE CLIMAX!!!
She Said Stop!!! Let me Take Over!!! I got
something for you!!! I said Word!!! True?!?!
Well by all means Do What You Do.
She Says:
I’m in need to suck slowly on your glass
pipe...
Allowing it to heat with excitement
and swell...
While throbbing against my fragile lips...
Pulsating against my hungry
tongue...
While exploring my mouth like a Pioneer
Making me mentally high from
desires’ scent
I Release smoky moans into the
hemisphere...
Fading into my canvas of euphoria...
Tattoo your mark within my inferno.. And
paint your poetic pieces all over my body..
You poetic sex was beautiful!!!
Poetic Sex!!! Poetic Sex!!!
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Can't see her coming down my eyes...So
Can I Let This Poem Cry
I can't see her coming down my eyes...So
Can I Let This Poem Cry
ONCE AGAIN ITS ON!!!
Flying into a dream...looking through the
unseen
wondering what i'll do...believing it isn't
you
more of believing...feeling it isn't me... The
one your after
Could it Be...Reality is kicking me in the
rear end
MC...Think Clearly...take a moment and
breathe
there's nothing but wondering...a lot of
speculation... nothing more...
F*** the Poem...Now im crying!!!
Water pooling beneath my feet...dripping
on my speculations
my-self slumped on the rocks...A rocky
revelation...
eating me alive and breaking more than
the ground itself
pain sleeping through the pores..Ice Cold
Body...
wishing to apologize...hypothetically
speaking...
probably to mine for longing for
yours...because if it could speak it would
say
more than it's fair share...to convince me
it isn't right to continue
especially since i don't condone what was
done
despite the fact it didn't involve
me...before it was mentioned
but then again... it did... just not physically
the thought was implanted into the mind
so im trying to be kosher... but im driven
in this crime of faith
now we are here in this thing
in this space sharing time
but how can u face me knowing?
Knowing what u know...keeping such
things..because i know
I know it all...I can see the look when it
comes time to lie
to present your face...your
transparent...Dont need 3-D Vision...Clear
and Present
See I try to become blind sometimes...
You Know...to keep the truth of the matter
hidden from sight...to keep it from myself
so i don't have to deal
with the Infidelity...
Emotionally...Potentially... Physical!!!
Damn!!! I really don't want anymore
pain...Do You Care?
Naw.... you don't... oh wait time out... I
forgot your transparent...
So Let me get this straight... you are still
in love with him...F*** me instead...WOW
Remember you said "If i had the
opportunity to and we weren't together I
would get back together with him"
didn't think i was listening did you?
Do I blame you... Naw Not At All!!!
I blame me for not seeing you sooner
So release me from my pain as I release
you
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