Lost
In a maze
No focus
No direction
No sight
Only fright
Who are you to beseech all of me?
You are zero!
Not the one!
You’re not the hero!
You’re not the sun!
I will walk out of the shadows!
I am alive! I am me!
Guady G
Worth
A nickel
A dime
A silly rhyme
But how much worth do you think you have?
A dollar to a holler?
You are great!
You the best!
Better than me?
No nickel
No dime
I rather not waste my time.
You are worth alot but you have a pricetag. I am worth so much more for I am priceless. My soul will never be sold as yours went to the highest bidder.
I chose to let you be but go far away from me.
Good morning my fellow bloggers/readers. Thank you for liking my posts. Today I touch on the subject of bullying and harassment. They still exist just more subtle when we are older. Say no to being mistreated. Know your rights. Know your worth.
Sending you much love from Brooklyn.
Guady G
I Miss
Among the silence I miss your voice and in the midst of all the noises I miss your quietude. Thank you.
Love Guady G
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
Be, Bee and B
Oh, how I miss how it used to Be
It was just me and my honey Bee
Then he left me that s oh B
This week I have bees buzzing in my head. Hope you enjoy.
With Love
Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G
Fluidity 