I Feel You

I feel you deep within me
Stirring the essence of my soul
Creating the warmth in my heart
Becoming the basis of my mind
I feel you deep within me
You are my heart’s beat
The core of my spirit
You are me
I feel you deep within me
Making love to my inner being
Caressing the soft spot in my…..ooh
Taking the virginity of my heart, anew
I feel you deep within me
Taking my breath away with your prescence
Making rain fall from the eternal joy you bring
placing buterflies within from a glance
I feel you deep within me

What is Love?

You dont love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her.
Love takes the off the mask that we fear we cannot live without, but know we cannot live within.
Love is the immortal flow of of energy that nourishes, extends, and preserves.
It’s eternal goal in life is love.
Love builds bridges where there aren’t any.
Immature love says I Love You because I need you,
Mature Love says I need you because I Love You.
In love the parodox occurs when 2 beings become 1 and yet remain 2.
For it was not my ear that you whispered, but into my heart.
It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Love has nothing to do with what your expecting to get, only with what your expecting to give- which is everything.
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength,
Loving Someone deeply gives you courage.
In the absence of love there is nothing worth fighting for.
Now I know what love is!

New Begginings

See, I done played many games and had many dames.
Pushed em’ down on they luck cuz I didnt a fuck.
Left em’ in the house to weep, while I went and gave my heart to the streets, and never really had a chance to sit down and think, like damn, what would my Momma think of me.
Then on that warm day in July I stepped out my house a new guy.
Right when i seen you i knew i had to give it a chance to be true.
See, I waited many moons to meet my enchanted Goddess.
Perfect like the first day of spring where all the birds in the tree sing.
Then you smiled at me and said ‘Hello’, and all I could do was feel shy and mellow.
Then everything around me began to stop and my eyes focused on you and my heart started to pop.
I knew right then I had to know you, had to show you, had to woe you, had to loathe in you.
Had to get your attention and prove to myself my own redemption.
See, like I said before I had many dames and played many games,
but when i got a chance to meet you my life was never the same.
All the games stopped and my relationship with the streets began to rock.
See baby cuz I was tryin to go with you right to the top.
I had never known a love like this.
So sweet, so special, but yet so innocent.
Givin you all my attention and waiting up for you to call cuz, everything else just didnt matter at all.
I had a new gameplan, I was a changed man and gave my word not to play games man!
i wanted to give you my all and try this love raw.
Spoil you with things, tell you my dreams, bless you with being,
See baby just wanted to give you ME!
You gave me an alternate to life, like i dint always have to be the opposite of nice, and I can try to live my life right so I could make it home and get in my bed at night.
So for the dames I called names and played games,
I Apoligize, I aint the same guy.
Cuz of my new heart I got a fresh start, now my love is sharp, and it’s all thnks to my babygirl.
You know who you are!

A World Apart

Things never change!
Life is a unsolvable obstacle course, trapped inside a mind, a body and an unreasonable world.
Unimaginable pain & suffering that can only be felt by it’s own victims, but not noticed by it’s only confidants.
Collapsed voices that cant be heard, gestures that can’t be seen, and crys that can’t be understood.
Thoughts cluttered with the mirrored images of a soul that is lost in his own path, and the destruction of his unexplainable choices.
The glimmer all gone and only the black rust remains over a already tarnished being, rapidly disamating and slipping through the hands like dry sand on a windy day.
The heat to much bear, and the cold an unstoppable force that seems to be all that is comforting.
Walking on a thin line of razor blades, with only alcohol to clense the painful flesh.
The aroma of heartache overtakes the sweet smell of desire, and overpowers the innocence of life.
With heartbeats shorter and breaths gasping fiendin for relief no where in sight.
Lifeless and motionless standing in the middle of a battlefield with a war going on inside, destroying and gaining control of an unexpected infantry.
The impact of silent wounds causing chaos and havoc with outburst that leak through the pores like deadly gases and cause mental explosions simular to sonic booms.
Eyes wide shut that can only be open like Venician blinds, but closed like scars under surgical repair.
Concieving motives to break out of the wrath of an inferior society where pain is love, but love is pain and the passion for an answer cant be accomplished because it trapped in a safe yet to be discovered.
It’s a different world where everyone comes from.
No laughter, no joy, no rejoice.
Only painful realities, misguided dreams and blisters from the everlasting struggle that will continue until the hurt stops and the emotional sighs of relief eclipse the excrutiating terror of living in a world with no progress of change that is recognizable in this lifetime!

Connection

A thought came to me…
These words you read
Are not poetry
Just my narration
Of the things
That I feel, think, experience, believe, and see
A glimpse into the womb of my mind
Where ideas aren’t always conceived immaculately
Because influence comes in many forms constantly
Both internally and externally
But I share with you my mentality
As I remove my mask and strip naked
And allow you to see ME
The pen acting as midwife
In my attempt to birth and give life to my thoughts
And make them reality
Living and breathing
Constantly growing and changing
Going through phases
Just as you and me
Because in all actuality
Life is truly the poetry
In motion
Perpetuated by forces
Seen and “unseen”
Heard and “unheard”
Felt and “not felt”
New lines and concepts
Are added continuously
As life changes constantly
Molding
Weakening
Breaking
Rebuilding
Strengthening
and Shaping
ME
And at times I am struck
With moments of clarity
Like the thought that
I am you
And you are me
Everything is connected to everything
So we are we
A patchwork quilt
Made with different swatches of fabric
Of many different colors, patterns, and textures
That look nice individually
But sewn together
Create a work of art
That was crafted beautifully
And masterfully
See, life is about connection
Of all things
From mental
To physical
To spiritual
The trinity of life
That exists in and around us
But is often ignored
Because somewhere between
Our inception and conception
We lost our sense of connectivity
Walking around
In the ambiguity of individuality
Assuming that it is all about us personally
Never stopping to notice
The cause and effect
Or the cause and affect
That links us all non-physically
Yet we exchange vibes and energy
Sometimes purposefully
Sometimes inadvertently
Our eyes are wide shut usually
Often too disconnected from self
To appreciated the exchange
And the connection to our surroundings
But for a moment and all of a sudden
I was wide awake
And I saw the world differently
So I fight sleep mentally
Staying conscious
By attempting to wake you
And make you think
Provoking and evoking enlightenment
So that you can join me
Because from where I stand
It can get lonely
So I share myself with you
So you can get to know me
And connect.

J.B. ©2006

I cried when

I cried when I looked in the million dollar churches, but seen ten dollar Life styles
Church Folks walking around living in traditions denial

I cried when I seen people come in church and jump and shout
But when we get in the parking lot you not to save that you can’t curs me out

I cried when I see the same STD statistic running ramped in the night clubs
In running ramped in the church because we still got so called leaders that are under cover pubs.

I cried when I seen church people come in with big suits and bling bling
Then when they get up to blow there is no anointing when they sing.

I cried when I see people preach in the pulpit but there kids can’t read
Makes me wonder what we are feeding our seed

I cried when the next generation is seeping deeper and deeper into sin
Because we have parents who can’t be parents because they are trying to be there kides friends
I cryed when our generation can’t see clear there purpose
Confuse because of the bondage of generational curses

I cried when preachers are telling me to forsake and live for God
But they got a mistress and a wife; there talk is just that, a façade

I cried when the church is support to be a place of healing
But when you leave you more wounded then what you came in

I am sorry if you’re offended by my venting but I will not take it back
It time for us to stand up and make up for our slack and lack

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I cried when

I cried when I looked in the million dollar churches, but seen ten dollar Life styles
Church Folks walking around living in traditions denial

I cried when I seen people come in church and jump and shout
But when we get in the parking lot you not to save that you can’t curs me out

I cried when I see the same STD statistic running ramped in the night clubs
In running ramped in the church because we still got so called leaders that are under cover pubs.

I cried when I seen church people come in with big suits and bling bling
Then when they get up to blow there is no anointing when they sing.

I cried when I see people preach in the pulpit but there kids can’t read
Makes me wonder what we are feeding our seed

I cried when the next generation is seeping deeper and deeper into sin
Because we have parents who can’t be parents because they are trying to be there kides friends
I cryed when our generation can’t see clear there purpose
Confuse because of the bondage of generational curses

I cried when preachers are telling me to forsake and live for God
But they got a mistress and a wife; there talk is just that, a façade

I cried when the church is support to be a place of healing
But when you leave you more wounded then what you came in

I am sorry if you’re offended by my venting but I will not take it back
It time for us to stand up and make up for our slack and lack

When we are Apart!!!!!!

When we were apart you promised if I took you back you would come home every night for me-when we were apart you promised if I ever got pregnant that would make you a better man- when we were apart you said you couldn’t stop thinking of me-I was stupid to to fall in love with you and think you ever loved me- I get so mad because in my head I hear you say you love her and you don’t want me-you use how I feel about you to hurt me- You throw it in my face on how much you don’t want me-you scream and yell at me like you hate you even met me-I get so angry and say things to hurt you and deep down sometimes I wish they would come true-But then what would my life be without you-Everyday I walk around with hate and anger in my heart- Pretending I’m fine, but every time you leave you take a little piece of my heart-some days I look at pictures and cry, some days I go to work and I just can’t take it and I cry-Saying to myself I need to get over it-But it’s not that easy for me to get over this bullshit-I know he doesn’t think about me, so why can’t I stop thinking about him-He makes sure I know that I don’t matter to him-He still throw fake I love you’s and baby I do care about you-but in my heart I know its not true-Why doesn’t he love me is all I need to know- I love him I really do, but I guess if you love somebody too much you push them away from you-When we were apart you said nobody would ever come before me-I guess you got what you wanted and now you are done with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BY: Brittany “BabyGirl” Phifer