You are powerful beyond belief!
Inch by inch, square by square, I thought I knew you well. I was happy turning page after page. Enticement increasing as I read and reread. I didnt want to miss a single line. Every adverb, every adjective I wanted to memorize. The plot was interesting. You and I the main characters with the world on our side. But something changed ……. Continue reading “Misled Or Blind Follower?”
You and I
Now just me
No more us
What happened to the plus?
Now only a minus!
Coming to a halt
It wasn’t social isolation but your mere neglection of my emotions, my feelings and your dealings as if you were one. I guess we are done but perhaps we never got started.
I will always care for you,think fond thoughts of you although I know I’m not even a thought in your mind. You are purely cohered in yourself and I and I was just a mere distraction in your life.
Sincerely Guady G
Chin up mi gente aka my people. Crises brings to light the keepers from those that need to be taken by the street sweepers. Tomorrow is another day with new opportunities. Social isolation may be in place and while others can make light of your emotions please never ever neglect what you know you deserve. Your happiness is important because you matter. I love you all. Muah. Hugs from Brooklyn.
Lost in thought
Thoughts of you
Yes I’m caught
You’re the glue
Crazy Glue kind
Not your Elmer’s Glue find
Baby, I’m so stuck on you
And you without a clue
Good morning my beautiful people. I give thanks for all the great things in my life. I love writing and appreciate this website because it lets me share with the world my writing. I appreciate all of you who read my content. It means a lot. May you all have a blessed day. Thank you Universe for another day. Namaste
Guady G. Muah.
Dear beloved Pen
I am a paper yellowed and forgotten, for on me you have chosen to write nothin.
How I miss your point gliding upon me so! Now you keep away. Oh so much woe!
Remember when we met. Yes! Yes!
You were leaky, abandoned and forgotten. I liked you and invited you to write on me somethin.
I didn’t care about your barrel size or your clicker being old. I still let you write on me the stories you never had told.
Why did you stop letting your ink just flow? Come back! I miss you so!
Have a beautiful day! May your pens not get leaky. May the holder not be sneaky. We are beautiful paper to be handled with love and care. May fools not come on us and cause tears.
As night falls, I desperately search for your missed calls.
As dawn rises I realize your absence is not a crises.
The person I need to be loving has never left my side.
I am that person and there’s no reason to hide.
So run run run and let me be!
I don’t need you to be happy!
Hugs from Brooklyn