I thought I had nothing when you left me but then I realized I still had myself left.
I will execute a better life for myself once I execute you from my memory bank.
I will come out of the abyss because I refuse to be taken out by the likes of you.
You can stop guessing which sanction I shall hand you.
Contronym– homonym whose meanings are antonyms. Oh the English language.
Thank you for reading my blog. Did you write today? It’s poetry month all month. Hugs from Brooklyn. Guady G
It’s poetry month which means try to be a poet.
Does it mean Poe try! I’m good but not like Edgar Allen Poe. Has anyone ever read his life history? He lost his parents, his wife and his jobs. He barely made it writing and then died.
I wonder who will remember us from our writing. The great thing is we are sharing our gifts with the world. We will never be forgotten for we made an etch in this world with our words.
I share with you one of my first poems written in 2nd grade. The year was 1976.
I like my car for it takes me very far. I hop in it and go after pumping gas from either Getty or Texaco.
Yup that was a long time ago. I am grateful to my teacher Miss Pepe for giving me the assignment of writing a poem. What was your first poem? How old were you? Thank you again for reading my blog.
Guady G Hugs from Brooklyn
Treat every minute as not minute.
So wind down and let the wind take you on an adventure.
Don’t let the past pains wound around your present or else a wound is all you present to someone new.
Having a lead heavy heart doesn’t lead to a happier you.
Feel the pain and fear but then let it go. Be at peace like the does. Don’t do what he or she does. Don’t stay trapped in the past.
So go ahead and dry that tear but please do tear up those old photos of the ex.
Don’t you just love the English language?
Sleepless at night missing my knight
My head in a daze through these endless days
My fault for worshipping you as some idol. Was blinded to you being there but idle.
A relationship takes two. Thought you wanted that too.
Now you’re gone and I feel so bare. Overwhelmed with so much to bear.
Don’t even think of coming back here. Are you listening? Did you hear?
Even if I long for your scent, now I know you aren’t worth a cent!
Don’t return. Let me be! I never get stung twice by the same bee!
With love Guady G. Do homophones ring bells for you.? That was an attempt at a joke.
I was full of hope walking the high tightrope until I lost my balance and fell. No one heard me yell out for help not even you.
I found myself hopeless and alone. I kept asking the shadow cast on the wall to pull me up. Finally I put my arm back down. It was numb just like my broken legs.
Would I just rot and my dust be taken away by the wind? Who would know I ever existed?
You? You the one that abandoned me after telling me I could fly high?
You? You the one that said you would care for me if I fell?
You? You the one that clipped my wings when I wasn’t aware?
I trusted you but I was foolish to do so.
But my fate will not be sealed by your jealousy and hatred of me.
I will muster all my inner strength and crawl on my numb broken limbs. I shall escape this mental cage you put me in. I will fly again too except this time you won’t be able to catch me for I will be free.