Strange ain’t it?

Do you get it? Sometimes as writers we pour our hearts and soul into our writing and get no likes. Then other times we just write for the heck of it and everyone loves it. Does it make you wonder? Do you ponder about it?

We check stats and there are readers everyday of our material. So the question remains. Do we write because we are passionate about it or simply to be liked? Do we have a message we want to convey? Is it a popularity contest? Who are we competing against? Hmm just more questions. Anyone have any answers? Why do you write? I’m interested.

I write because when I was 9 years old I discovered that I could put my feelings in a poem. It was cathartic. I loved rhyming and it was fun too. How old were you?

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

Troy speaks out!

Dear Gym member

Who you calling a dummy? Oh hell to the no! That’s right I heard what you said to your friends. I am made of concrete or cast iron so I’m super strong. Don’t forget that!

You the weakling cause you need me to get strong. If you shake me I don’t make a sound but yet you say I’m a bell. I think you are the big dummy here.

P.S. Be careful what you call me or I might just fall on your foot.

Sincerely
Troy
Weight Training Dept.

The Truth

Look at me! I’ll show you who you truly are. I’m sorry if at times you don’t like who is staring back at you.

I can’t hide you from you. You are beautiful to me despite your imperfections. So please don’t use me to hurt yourself. Love yourself as I love you.

I’m just the regular kind
Not the fun house find
No distortion here
Just you and me
So go ahead and smile
And love
Yes
Just like that

Love
The Mirror

I decided to post two today since I did not post on Tuesday. I said everyday so here it is. I hope you enjoy.

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

And they call me Charmin. . .

Dear Consumer

Please stop complaining about your job! Trust me, mine is worse. Sure the boss may ask you to say late or come in earlier but my job is 24 hrs.

Sure you wish you had another job. You are lucky because you can quit. I can’t for I was created for just one purpose in mind. Frankly, I think it stinks like shh it! Phew!!

Come on I sport nice white clothes to work only to be covered in stool, urine and sometimes blood. If that’s not enough sometimes I have to work as a tissue and get covered in snots. I bet your job ain’t so bad now.

I’ve had it with my employment and sometimes I just won’t budge. When you try to take a piece of me, you can’t grab me. You pick and pick and get only shreds of me. That is my sweet revenge! I am laughing as you get annoyed. Ha! Ha! Ha!

I don’t like being taken for granted. I’m always being used. My white clothes gets all gross and then I’m thrown away. You don’t even think about me. It’s so routine for you. Sure when I’m not in the room you freak out. I’m needed but only appreciated when I’m gone. Why don’t you say thank you when I am present?

So stop complaining about your job. I have the most shitty job. I still can’t believe that some people call me Charmin. There ain’t nothing charming about my job.

Sincerely
Wiper of assests

Dear readers

Thank you for taking an interest in my blog. In my opinion everything that takes up space in the universe is made of matter. All matter gives off energy. Do inanimate objects have emotions too? Lets just play it safe. Lets appreciate each other and give thanks for everything we have in our lives. Yes that includes toilet paper.

Sincerely
Guady G

Um, um,_________la, la,la


Dear Consumer

I look pretty in designs and in basic black. With me in your hands I’ll always have your back.

I can lay quietly in your closet or in your locker. I hang well on a hook it’s no shocker.

I protect you from the sun and the rain even if you say carrying me around is a pain. You keep forgetting me on the damn train! Now, where’s your brain?

I can protect you from snow, sleet and hail. Sorry but after sometime I do become frail.

When I’m overused and all tattered
you discard me as if my life didn’t matter.

The next time you hold one of us remember what you just read. Say thank you or get wet instead.

Signed
Humberto the Umbrella

We must never forget our worth. We are valuable even if others don’t see us that way. May you have a beautiful day. I send you hugs from Brooklyn.

Love
Guady G