The Deception

He touched, I shivered

He caressed, I remembered

He whispered words across my collar bone

His voice titillating putting me in a zone

Seducing me with his passion, 

Had me tied up only seeing my people in rations

So when he stole a glance, and I took a chance.

Ran far away, without a backwards glance,

See his touch, was painful

His caress, disdainful

As his breath whispered, his hands choked

Now I'm seeing black specs, cause his hands is around my neck, 

and his voice excites me cause it lets me know I'm not dead yet.

As he tries to bring me back with words of love, with my hands tied above

I'm thinking someone help me, this can't be, where is my family, 

Oh that's right, cut off, embarrassed of him so I strutted off

without a sole at my back, cause he liked to go on attack, 

and I felt my family didn't need that. 

Didn't think of my safety, wondering why is this relationship raping me, but damn now I'm carrying his baby.

So now the fog has lifted, with this life I have been gifted, and I refuse allow the baby's chance to be sifted.

so the fog has lifted and when he stole a glance, I took a chance,

Ran so far away, without a backwards glance.

Nastiness

Pushing and pulling

Stroking and poking

A bite for a taste

Falling into each other with out haste

You got me screaming rubbin my clit

In and out my fingers go

putting them in ya mouth for a lick

where are you at I need a hit

from the back preferably, where the hell is my dick

ooohhhh there it is..filling me up

stroking and poking me all in the guts

titties swaying, ass shaking

they banging on the wall for all the noise we making

but damn it feels so good, now my hand is on ya balls

but I gotta release them cause you got me climbing up the walls

now it’s time to switch, I need to be on top

sliding and riding, nicca stop telling me to stop

stop moaning and take it like a man

this is all part of the game plan

now I turn around, ass in ya face

spread them cheeks nicca and have a taste

juicy and wet, dripping with sweat

now we lay spent, marinating in ya cream

what the hell…the alarm clock woke me from my dream

I wake up this morning with things still on my mind.  I just don't understand that if you need change, you won't find it by hiding things or being private.  Not the type of change that includes showing another person you can change.  I have a hard enough time delving into my mind, to try to delve in and change things in someone else's mind.  I thought I could be the person to last it out but  not when you are 't trying hard enough.  My support is about to be pulled cause I see you reclining instead of progressing.

~Just my thoughts ~

plans wasted, procrastinated

dreams unveiled to no avail

mind unfocused, understated

slipping into the murky depths

silently screaming like a suicidal person looking for help

borderline depression, yes here's my confession

please don't let it be my first impression

or my last, gotta get up fast, the quicksand is up to my ass

pulling me in, displaying my sin, trying to sink my determination to win

so when doubt knocked hard, somehow I let down my guard, 

he said ok this is sweet, she gonna be easy feat, 

for awhile I let it cause I wasn't beat

sometimes I surprise myself, when I forget my wealth,

and let all the negatives walk in under stealth.

they only got so far before I put up the bar, holding them back,

going on my offensive attack. 

They have no defensive tactics I’m taking the lead, all backup plans I will impede. 

I won't fall to you mercy, please concede. 

become a spectator, you're not a player in my game with this said, Amen in the GOD's name!

My Candle

Remembering the scents, bringing back fond moments. seeing how u burn for me light my way thru the night. watching how I melt u down over time ur aromas titilating my scenses, envoking all kinds of feelings that I wont mention. Lending the right ambience to a situation, sometimes have to keep u locked away for special occasions. ~My Candle~

Nothing But Sass

My terms are set, won't stop till my conditions are met, I know in life we take things step by step, GOD provides avenues if we need some help

So no need for hysterics cause my back is not against the wall I know in life I can get up after a fall

Continue my stride with a twist in my hips hair in some flips game plan in mind you won't find me too far behind

I got sass in my nature, my intelligence hitting you like a haymaker, you tko'd but hey now you know, this is not a charade set up for some show

Standing tall and proud been a mom for 15 years still holding it down

Seen much strife in my life, been abandoned, commanded, took abuse and still refuse to loose

Had family that became enemies, friends that became family, showed me that blood don't tie all things together it's the people who will be there no matter the weather

I've been cheated, felt defeated, hit rock bottom only to bounce back

Didn't even notice I had a Teflon gown on the rack

Steel toe stilettos on my feet, stomping out all opposition that I meet, whoever told you Divva was meek, haha nah she something like a geek

My bestie said you either love me or hate me but damn sure don't try to rate me

My ego is big there will be no deflating

I got plans on deck, gotta stop people from thinking they can come in my life and cause some wreck

If you don't know read my poem "don't come for me" it'll give you a dose of what to expect

Don't fault me i'm human so i have emotions, happiness, love and anger can cloud my notions

I get times when i'm hurt, don't feel strong enough to make it work, feel like this weakness is gripping my soul, then I fall back and build my strength back up to a whole.

For my children and me I do this steadily, cause I have to show them things don't just come to you readily

You have to fight for life to be a success, and I'm fighting hard unleashing my inner tigress

Clawing my way up the ladder, thru school, work, relationships and disappointments, it don't matter

I'm taking it all on, getting my walk on, on the path to enlightenment, ya'll betta know Divva is in her element! 

Social Conformity

Bogged down by pressures of society, its hard for a person to find their true identity.
The social forces that binds you to conformity, have you thinking that being different is a deformity. 
The sterotypes that tell you that to be skinny is in and being thick with some meat on you is a sin. 
Or that the color of your skin determines if you can win. 
How bout if you live in the hood, you will always be misunderstood. 
Girls who have babies young considered promiscuous, no matter if they were a virgin and just not sexually conscience. 
We can't even protect our streets cause if you snitch you are a bitch, 
while mothers are crying their eyes out looking for money to bury their child with. 
So a murderer goes free due to this social conformity, when does it stop why don't we see the inability 
to live under these pressures or as some would say these pleasures. 
Stop allowing them, they and those people to determine your measure. 
The gangs will be the minority if we stand and build up our community. By community i don't mean certain streets but a state of mind, 
its the love of our children our elderly and just mutual respect combined. 
Not by being crabs in a bucket,
looking at the next man saying fuck it, 
watching him each day go to work while you on the porch drinking ur nantuckett,
come on get off ur ass, theres a path that will take you higher, and the benefits you reap no one can deny ya.
So don't blame THE man manifest a plan, look in the mirror stand your ground and from time to time lend a helping hand. 
We have to get our mind right, stop doing things outta spite, 
look at all thats going on in the world has to show you that much is not right. 
cops shooting unarmed men, 
terrorist getting the tupac burial, oh where do i begin, 
social conformity will have you at all types of dead ends. 
Lets break it, we can take back our own thoughts, 
revel in a new age where lies in the media are not just bought. 
So come on build up self cause in the end of days you dont want to be bereft, 
knowing that living an unjust life caused your own death.