Ugly Duckling

Nothings worst then tying to get people to see your beauty but instead all they see is ugliness thinking you are not good enough to be worth it but where do they see ugly ? Is it my inside they they think are rotting or the outside where they just fail to see I thought it was the inside that’s most important am I wrong for thinking I’m a beautiful person I thought beauty was in the eye of the beholder why do you care about the way I dress because nothings worst then knowing your beautiful but treated like an ugly duckling so before you look at someone and try to decide if they’re ugly or not take a look in the mirror and look deep inside it will change your view a lot ..

Black Sheep

I’m sorry I messed up wish I could be the son and brother that you all admire I promise you that I’m trying but it doesn’t seem like it will ever be good enough I wish I could wake up and just breeze though life seeming so happy without a care in the world I’m sorry I’ve disappointed you but trying imagining being the odd ball in the family just because I chose to stand out they think I’m odd and that feeling can get very lonely I’ve always been taken for granted they don’t value my opinion I feel my presence is always unwanted they don’t take me into account it’s as if they don’t know my name but when I express myself they say it’s lame it’s times in my life when I feel no one truly loves me having that feeling of being all

alone is one of the saddest places to be I am tired of the lies. Sick of wiping tears from my eyes. I guess I just wish they could see how damaged I am inside. Instead, I hide it all away, saving it for me. I'm afraid they will all laugh if I let it free My smile hides my tears.

My laugh hides my screams.

It's been this way for years.

Things aren't as they seem.

I always seem so happy.

With not a care in the world.

But you should know, sadly

Many things go untold.

Nobody really knows me.

They only know my cover.

But I wish I could let it free.

Let them know what's under. My eyes are watery the clouds are grey no love around me to show me the way ... Imagine Being Me The Black Sheep

Take me as I am

All I ask is you accept me for who I am take me for who I am if you love me I’m not perfect I make plenty of mistakes and have flaws so please don’t judge me off the errors I make for I’m only human and still learning am I too sensitive maybe I care too much the little things affect me a lot I shed tears so easily is it my compassion that makes me weak or maybe that I wear my heart on my sleeve that gives off this perception of me your conception of my beauty is corrupted but it’s not my job to help you reconstruct it my sensitivity is one of my greatest gifts yet also a big downfall I’ve mastered self acceptance being patient with myself as I am with others showing grace love and humility I know I am worthy of a great love I know that I am amazing I am kind to my own mind never ashamed of myself I am not limited to my synonyms I embrace my truth I look in the mirror I am not looking to escape my darkness but to love myself there dear self please tell me how I can love you better I would retrace every step

Just so that I could be here to say

I love you I’m throwing away

All of my masks now

To wear only my

Soul.

I think it’s about time to get back home I’ll not soon forget who I see

When I catch my reflection

Gazing back at me. So accept me for who I am or please don’t accept me at all ..

I am a handsome black man I know where my of beauty of being black lies it’s in the strength of of power I display from my eyes the eloquent diverse hue of mu skin

that I inherit from my kin.

The successful determination of God’s breathe

in my rib cage bones and the defeated struggle

of my lineage that is well known.

My intellectual mind

that keeps me out of a complicated bind.

A strategic

techniques that no other ethnic man can critique.

The swagger in my walk,

and the profound words I use when I talk.

The arch of my chin displaying aggressive force to

win with a victorious grin For 400 hundred years the black man has been crying

with inner tears striped from my manly dignity and

identity my self love has been ripped.

I witnesses over again my son’s body being lynched

in the enemy’s clench and my daughter suffering great

pain from being raped and spiritually slain.

The black man harbors a lot of anguish that tugs on his

tarnished soul but my divine love fights to keep

Me whole. My brute strength of an ox kept me standing strong carrying such a heavy burden on my shoulders waiting for my freedom to come along I endured years of rejection and humiliation just because of my colored face no other race can withstand what I have gone through the pain lies deep inside next to where my injustice resides do you understand the magnitude and power of you being black as a black man I have to realize my destiny creating a story for another great legacy a strong black man can never be replaced dear black men you are my fellow brothers I am sorry the world tried to convince us that we are worthless and inferior we built this country with are hard working hands and whips on our backs teach our young kings his voice is the melody of an unheard song a strong black man is never insecure of another black man’s achievements but rather proud and rejoiced that his fellow brother is being celebrated and adored dear black men let the majestic power shine through your eyes they have tried to keep us down for so long but now it’s time we raise and take back what’s rightfully ours and sit atop the throne behind every strong black man is a strong black woman for she is queen and I am King ....

Passion Pain & Pleasure PT.2

As he grabbed the toys I felt a thrill rush over my body as he slowly caress my body and teasing me kissing all over my breasts and stomach never feeling a sexual desire like this rubbing her hardened nipples with ice as he let he vibrator run against my clit my body started to quiver he climbed on top pausing for a minute to let me body get use to the size of his invasion unlike anything I’ve felt before thrust after thrust moan after moan I grasped he removed his fingers and put them in my mouth I knew I tasted sweet with a little bit of tang I sucked his finger cleaned before opening my legs as wide as I could he had my core was extremely moist and warm my inner thighs trembling ready to release the organism that has been building still tied up not knowing what’s next he kissed my neck while his fingers roamed on my bare thighs my body tingled from his touch before I could open my eyes my nipple was in his mouth he kissed and sucked slowly and gently causing the arousal to build again in my throbbing pussy my legs shaking trying to ease my pulsating clit letting out a moan as his fingers inched up my thigh to my clit he stopped to grab a toy I called mustang I watched as he lubed it up with a look of pure desire and fantasy in his eyes he pried my legs open further apart my legs already wobbly he pushed the tip inside me then stopped allowing my muscles to stretch around it’s wide shaft my juices dropped around the shaft making it easier to slide in another inch slowly I moved up and down the shaft closing my eyes I moaned as the toy caressed the walls of my pussy holding mustang steady as I bobbed up and down on its shaft he untie me and told me to roll over he poured chocolate syrup down my back kissing and slowly using his tongue in circles he gripped my ass then spanked it causing my flesh to sting a bit he slowly spread my ass cheeks then inserted his tongue sending me into a loud moan he worked his tongue slowly putting my legs over his shoulders making sure I felt every part sliding his fingers in and out my clit at the same ....... To Be Continue

Passion Pain & Pleasure

The way you held me in your arms and looked in my eyes was mesmerizing I knew it would be a night of pleasure you dropped your pants my mouth pulsating at the sight of your manhood the way you cuffed my ass and pushed me against the wall your kisses touched my neck so gently my body quivering knees got weak adrenaline rushing through my body I wanted and needed you in every way take control and don’t stop you carried me to the bed kissing on my chest my legs resting on your shoulders you kissed my inner thighs while gently rubbing my nipples running my hands through your hair while you please my most inner desires body shaking from the way you taste it that tingling sensation can’t hold it in I met out a loud moan sending chills down my spine legs shaking as you kiss and go deeper you grab the whip cream and fruit them blind fold me as you totally take control you squeeze the whip cream over my breasts and chocolate syrup running down my body you suck my toes sending my body into deep thrills you kiss and lick me all over as you slide your fingers in and out gently back and forth you out your fingers in my mouth letting me taste you grab the toys from the chest time for the real fun to begin .....To Be Continue

The Motherlands

I am African no I wasn’t born there but my souls feels like it should be home in Africa my heart beats like a drum with Africa I am an African

Because she is the cradle of our birth

And nurtures an ancient wisdom

I am an African

Because she lives in the world’s shadow

And bursts with a radiant luminosity

I am an African

Because she is the land of tomorrow

And I recognise her gifts as sacred when Africa weeps for her children my eyes are filled with tears when Africa pays homage to her elders my head is bowed in respect when Africa mourns for her victims my eyes close for prayers when Africa celebrates my feet come alive and start dancing for I am African her brown eyes watching over the motherlands her people greet me as family teaching me the meaning of an African community I walk in her pathways and become part of footprints in history the beautiful wildness quenched my spirit beautiful Africa sparked the creation the first great nation We Africans

We, the migrants of opportunity

We, the leaders of the fair and free

Welcome us

For as we join as fragile friends

So we prosper in the end For as you gain so we have lost

And what we give once came with a cost the true migrants of opportunity we stand proud and free We Africans

We, the dancers of our freedoms

We, the voices of new seasons

Reunite us

For our culture is our rainbow put on display our genes are forever aligned in Africa’s DNA for my suffering left tears in the motherlands eyes the gold buried under the pyramids reflects our ancient golden history proud Africans we all our so celebrate with us as the past meets the present and history shall continue to be written African I am proud to say Africa is my motherland she is my grace ...

Love Scars

You was supposed to hold me down uplift me bring me peace joy and happiness when I was down I counted on you to be there for me when times got dark I thought you was my sunshine on a cloudy day my umbrella when it rains my medicine for the pain When you know it’s wrong, but It feel so right, I just can’t get enough,

The way you kiss my lips and the softness of your touch,

You have me feening for you every time that you aren’t near,

When you are deep inside of me you take away my fears What if I told you that you were my fatal attraction 

Faithfully and ever so patiently awaiting for the sensations of your vibration against my skin 

Upon your arrival I’ve prepared to sin

I am prepared to satisfy my infatuation with where your love begins behind closed doors I feel like I’m someone else I can’t just be me,

I don’t have to compete or try to be someone else I can finally be free,

Every inch of my body you explore and with each kiss I melt,

You please my body in ways I’ve never ever felt.

The way you hold me and caress my body tight,

I know it’s wrong, but it feels so right, so I let you hold me through the night.

You love me, and I love you, but I know your already taken,

I know I shouldn’t be with you but I’m already here naked,

You’ve become my passion,

It’s a fatal attraction,

That I can’t get enough I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help or resist myself that tingling sensation when I think about you holding me in your arms telling me I’m the only one for you kissing me gently on my forehead it feels so right when I know it’s wrong you married this is insane I should feel so ashamed I wanna walk away but you know how to pull me back my deadly distraction my lust and pure satisfaction I’ve fallen for you and I know it’s not fair feeling so trapped in this cheating affair the desire I have to be with you is growing faster everyday and just won’t die these love scars just won’t seem to fade you’re my fatal attraction and I’m ok with it and that makes me so afraid ...

Why Me ?

Is it because I show pain or weakness when I look in the mirror I see hurt sadness my eyes lost through my soul star gazing into a deep empty space or maybe it’s because I look like what I’ve been through so much hurt and in denial it’s hard to overcome or maybe it’s because I don’t feel strong enough like I have no strength like a warrior whose lost in battle or a bird with wings but to afraid to fly a space with no stars just a black whole or maybe it’s cause I’ve told myself I couldn’t do it so many times I started to believe it was true or maybe cause I never had the nicest clothes or shoes never saw myself good enough gave in to what people told me some of us are forced to take these long winded journeys that force is to come back to ourselves

Why me God?  Why is it I have to carry this load? 

Did I do something wrong? Is is something I've said? 

Am I just a mistake? AM i BETTER OFF DEAD?  But God spoke to me when I created you I knew what you would see on earth you aren’t perfect but I’m my heaven you will I put you here on earth

To lead this life you live,

Learning as you go,

Giving what you can give. You are a work of my art gifted and molded from my almighty hands with the intent of pure love one day you’ll understand under the wings of my angel you will feel protected pray to me and we will be connected I could have given you the easy path but that would leave no room for glory or maybe the comfortable life but where the fun in that story you could have taken the prettier road but missed the most beautiful way you see my son I’ve always been amazed at how you stand so tall how you never give in you been but do not fall you are a survivor of the bad things that has happened to you the stars have aligned and this is the perfect time I love you my son so this is why I chose you .....