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

To Be Present Is A Present

Tear upon tear
A kaleidoscope
Collection of my fears
Surmountable over the years

You with your gentle touch
A mere memory now forgotten
Your kind words an echo
In the distance

Today I’m in my present
In the know
In the now

With all my love,
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn

To Know Or No?

I’m curious. I want to know what you thought about when you first woke up this morn. Also did you let out a sigh? Did you yawn? I want to know so comment below.

Don’t be shy. Give it a try.

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

I will start by stating I woke up thinking about you and all your grandeur. Your turn. I double dog dare you.

HOLD UP!


A dog and its bark breaks the silence as I lean on the bark of a tree. Contemplating nature and all its beauty. My own beauty in its natural state as well.

What are we to do but remain silent and listen to the echoes of our forefathers? If not we risk falling prey to absolute silence, not even an echo of a sound in our surround. Nothingness! The void! Erased!

Stop! Press record and go forwards with your own sound. Make it real loud. Let others know you are around. You aren’t invisible! You are invincible!

With much love and hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

One Minute Please

Tick tock goes the clock

A rush for time. Time that leaves and I can’t grasp. Those minutes gone and no longer here.

Just a sec. Give me a minute to unwind. This time I’m going to take my time. I’ll arrest time just for you because you my love are timeless.

With Love
Guady G

You Left And I Write

You left not right! I’m left to write. Please right your wrong! Don’t want to write of your rites!

I was wronged so I am right. I was left so I am right. You left not right. I have the right to write.

Namaste
Guady G