Rest in what?

I’m so tired of resting thus I will take a rest.

I will rest in chaos because resting in peace is eternal and I want to live.

With all my love Guady G

Isn’t the English language interesting? Resting in peace is associated with the dying and the dead. Has anyone ever said Rest In Peace to a living person going to rest from a chaotic day? Hmm.

Arise!


His life had ended in such bloodshed
His heart had stopped they all said

He should have stayed home instead
But he didn’t so now he’s dead

Arise from your slumber I heard someone say
I couldn’t believe it. No way!
The man woke up and saw another day

Do you believe in miracles? I do but then again I have witnessed them. Have you? Sending hugs from Brooklyn.

Guady G

Bang Crack Pow

I was created to kill on the battlefield. Today I don’t like the way I feel. Sometimes I wish I had never been created. With all these killings I just hate it.

When I’m seen I know I instill fear. But I don’t like taking lives that others hold dear. What the heck is going on? If I had legs I would run. Innocents dying, shooters lying.

I want to implode. Hate when schools explode. Why was I created? Innocent people are dying, nations crying and I just hate myself. Please please please if you own me keep me hidden high on a shelf. Don’t want to be in little hands for I’m not a toy. I’m a weapon to deploy.

So as you can see my life isn’t fun. Oh, how I hate being a gun. I end lives when I’m fired. I can’t wait to be retired.

The word gun was suggested by a wonderful man named Christopher P.

Thank you for reading.
Sincerely Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn

Anyone else have a word for me? Bring it.

Did I really write this in college?

 

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I want to go where the sun doesn’t shine.
I want to sleep the eternal sleep.
I want to be with you and the only way to be is in spirit.

The flesh is only a mere existence. I don’t merely want to be.
I want more than the substantial. I want to overwhelm you in mind and body.
The more I think about it the more the blackness of life calls my name.

Close thine eyes and open them once again. Only then will I be there taking over every movement of you. In every heartbeat I know my being will flow in that blood, in that heart of yours which is so impenetrable.

I want to die to live in you. I so desperately want to live.

I have been writing since age 9 and when I read some of my prior writings I get a bit shocked.  Did I really write that?  It was about my college crush.   He really got deep into my skin and brain. My writing was creative yet dark.  Funny thing is that he became my buddy.   I met his family and we dated a bit.  I am grateful for him and for the awesome poetry I wrote pining after him. Its funny now but back then I was a  real nut.  Perhaps I’m still a bit nutty but I love myself. I own it.

Thank you  and I love you for reading.  May this blog find you well. If you like any of my blogs feel free to comment, like and share.  Let’s all spend love.

Namaste
Guady G.