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

What would you say if you saw your ex again?

Given the chance to see you again I wouldn’t have words to say. All this that I feel……………

You left without explanation. You took away my bliss and my sensation. You broke your promise of honesty. Oh, what a travesty!

But if you were right before me I would just ………………..

hug you
kiss you
forgive you

But should I?

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

Forgotten memory or just deja vu?

You try to hypnotize me with your words
You try to compel me with your touch
You forgot but I need you to remember
I have always been
Where I always was
Here
Patiently
Waiting
Anticipating
The love
You once gave.

Thank you for reading my blog. I sincerely appreciate it. If you enjoy reading feel free to comment, like and share. Have a fantastic weekend. 

Love always
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn

Sixth Sense


When words fall upon deaf ears does it make them expunged?
When a mute utters but a sound did he not mean to say a word?
When you see me and you close your eyes did I truly disappear?

I know you can see me, hear me, and smell me.
I know you fear waking up all your five senses.
Be not afraid of that which you do not know!

Seize the moment! Heck seize the day!
You can touch me. It’s quite okay!

Should you savor me?
Yes you may!

Have a blessed weekend
Love Guady G

Please Stop!! Part Four

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Matthew kept remembering that night when he invited her to his dorm just to talk some more after spending hours drinking and dancing at Myberi’s Bar.  She had drunk two beers and was tired but she accepted. He had no intentions of doing anything with her but it all changed when they walked into the empty dorm. Mostly everyone had gone home. Suddenly the Viagra and the combination of drinks/drugs started kicking in. He could feel his body wanting to just go on automatic. His thoughts were now foggy and he was experiencing immense pain in his genitalia.

As they approached his dorm room he wanted to tell her to go home but he couldn’t find the words. He really liked Cindy but his bodily urges were winning out. The voice in his head that said slow down was becoming more faint. He wanted her so badly.

She had no clue as to what was going on in his head and in his body.  She continued walking calmly beside him hand in hand. She said she liked him and loved that he was so respectful. He remained quiet as he quickly opened his dorm room door.

Looking back Matthew wished he could go back in time to that very night. He couldn’t and he was so full of regret.  He would shower now and head to class..  Today was another day,  He wondered if he would ever get over it.  Would Cindy?

To be continued……..

G