No More!

I thought you had truly changed. Silly me! I guess I’m deranged. You are still the same and I the fool to blame.

I hate you, I loathe you oh I still love you.

You’re an ass. You are crass. This time I think I’ll pass. I don’t need you anymore. I chose you to ignore. I will rip you from my core. There’s an entire world to explore!

So this time I will walk away. There’s nothing left to say. Tomorrow is a new day. I might be sad and perhaps a bit mad but deep inside, I am glad.

I choose to let you be engrossed in your own stupidity. One day to will see, how your life unfolds without me.

So go away! Leave me now. You don’t deserve me for you broke our vows.

Time to let go of the past and move forward. You matter! You are wonderful.

With all my love Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn

It’s never to late.


Young Paul used to love scribbling on the wall. But his parents didn’t want him to do it at all. It still echoes in his ear “Stop messing up the wall! Stop it Paul!”

Paul grew up and he never learned to read or write. Perhaps out of spite. It pissed off his parents that he refused to learn. But how could he when being creative is all he yearned?

When he was one the wall was his paper. Now at 31 he was a mere gum scraper. Paul got married and had a son but his wife was soon killed by a gun.

Paul became depressed and easily angered. One day his 2 yr old son took a marker to the wall. Paul grabbed the belt yelling “Stop! You shouln’t have done that at all!”

He then remembered his writing on the wall, his parents and his life overall. His anger eased as he picked up his son. He couldn’t be like his parents, he would be fun.

He then took the magic marker and scribbled on the same wall. He stood up straight and in tears said “I can learn to write on this wall”. This is My wall and my name is Paul!

With love Guady G

It’s never too late to change one’s behavior and reactions. Our children have their own dreams. Let’s help them flourish and not hinder them. Thank you for reading.

A valuable lesson to learn Here Hear!

Please come back

You were the one that made me happy
Now I just walk around all sappy
My hair dirty and nappy
My attitude at times snappy

I don’t care anymore that you were wack
Or that you lived in a shack
Or that you had a heart attack

I didn’t know how much I loved you
I took for granted your value
Now what will I do?
I have no clue.

Come back.

Lesson is think carefully before acting or you might later regret it. What you don’t treasure someone else will. Live life without regrets. Tell someone you love them today.

Love always Guady G

U

Words
My words your words
Just letters add punctuation

So many emails in my inbox
Yet you were rendered speechless
You had no words to say

The alphabet is not quite the same
You are the one to blame
So many words so much to say
Yet you said nothing and ran away!

Now letters remain but no u.
No exclamation
No declaration

Just lonely letters
And your hesitation

Guady G
Sending hugs from Brooklyn to wherever you are. Remember there is no letter U in self love.

Epitome of man

Epitome of man
God made you fine
I know I may not know you
But I sure wish you were mine

Epitome of man standing tall
Your shadow taking form against the wall
Being with you doesn’t seem wrong at all.

Epitome of man
Epitome of man

Come touch my hand
Come kiss me slow
Come be my man and I’ll let go.

This poem was written by me in college. Is there such a person out there? Someone perfect? We all have faults and imperfections. I think it’s more about finding someone that is perfect for us. I’m happy I’ve found that person. It’s been a journey but worth the wait.

With all my love
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn