“Side Effect”


When I was young

I was foolish & cumbersome

as the years go on, one by one
 
I see I was misguided and troublesome
 
situation and pain has left me numb
 
but I thank God
 
for taking me out of where i`m from…
 
 
© Da Absentee 2012
 
*****
 
This is the side effect of living this life. I like to call it short and sweet.
 
As Always…
 
Stay Positive!
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“Our Common State”


earth

walk through a garden
soil, un-tilled, dry and coarse
leaves wilted and hardened
rocks aside and water given
problem with progression
moving and giving some things not worth repeating

valley low to mountain high
flags raised, alarms sound
obtain tactics to scare
whats wrong
from sky to sand we walk on

life source depleting
under privileged not eating
wives and kids abused… beaten
no mercy given

honestly
society has no reason to hire me
oppression tires me
depressing
minds chopped and screwed

myself …
thankful for being so blessed
putting my life’s soul to the test
I don’t have everything
but im up again going for the rest
we deserve what we work for and get

young become parents
so there is faulty foundation
tell me
dimensions for the next generation
what are they rendered and grown out from
abortions, high murder rate,
economic downfall, high interest rates
not to mention all this hate
this is the worst … developing some of the hardest things to break

looking for love
so it can vibrate,
we meditate
trying to elevate
issues we must solve, resolve and dissolve
if we are ever to reach our proper place

© Da Absentee 2012

*****

Just thinking of the world we live in and how or what can I do to help change it. Change it for the better. After all we call it “home” we should attempt to clean and fix it up.

As Always…

Stay Positive!

“Thoughts – 16”


thoughts
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
We started way too deep, way too quick.
Totally explosive.
I used you as meds speedily increased my dosage.
Since you were willing I was unscrupulous.

Can you forgive me ???

Even tho I know I could, it doesn`t mean that I should…

 
I was wrong…

Something internally, is undoubtedly, wrong…

with me. Is this me ?
 
I`m confused with my own nature…
My own behaviour
I`ve crossed the line marked caution
Heading right into labeled danger.

“Hi, stranger”…

 
We don’t speak, We do speak
grab the silent bite to eat 
but in writing.
exchange the quiet, private exchange
 
You can`t hear my stuttered speech.
what we have right now…
Unique…

Pick my brain.
I lay my words…

when you cross my mind
 
You see this;
it will either strengthen or extinguish…

It does not matter…

 
if by chance this stays the same…  
or we stop,
I know I wouldn`t be the same.

They say making love is also accomplished in the brain,

there in… is where the problem begins.  
 
When it comes down to it.
 
You have your hand in a piece of me
Where my icons live, pieces of my soul
I readily give.
 
I think I’m drunk,
I have been broken by the train of words alone
 innocence of imagination, has steered me wrong
you have taken me under your arms
help build foundation…
something to stand on
 
a person of relevance
I would hate to see… pass on…
 
© Da Absentee 2011
 
*****
Sometimes people come into your life that make such an unexpected impact. It would be disastrous if they were ever not be around anymore.
 
As Always…
 
Stay Positive!

“Position 1”


As I walk over to you, sitting on the bed…
I clear my thoughts…
I don’t want anything to cloud…
How I feel right now, you can tell by the look in my eyes…
I want you now.

I climb in the bed behind you…
And pull you close…
So I can feel your skin on my skin.

Our bodies exposed…

You know I really don’t need;
No lingerie, no heels, no tight clothes…

All I need is just how we are… naked, and bare.
So I can feel the parts that’s hot;
and the parts that’s cold;
The parts wet, the parts dry…

The smooth… the goosebumps, the rugged terrain…
The parts I wanna see open and close, the parts I wanna see leak and drain…

The parts I wanna see jiggle, the parts I wanna hit, The parts I wanna squeeze…
The parts I wanna pinch…
The parts I wanna please…
The parts i`m tryna get in between…

Where im tryna get inside, I pull you closer so you can feel my manhood rise…
I`m sliding my hands from your knees…
To your inner thighs…
Spreading them wide…
Then back to your knees, up to slip a finger into that…
Wet… Hot… Throbbing… Spot… 

“I`m just checking to see if its hot”…
Up over your belly button; both hands grip that stomach tight…
I`m sucking on your neck in pure delight…

Up to your breasts…
caress… crossed…
Left to right… Right to left…

I feel the nipples…
Hard…
With the palm of my hands…
“Palms real sweaty…”
Go slow…
Circular motion, their slipping off…
Flick and rub them into position…

Attention…

Your rocking backwards tryna get my attention.
” I hear and feel you babe”
So fa now…
I`ll let you go…
Let me get up; so you can lay down slow… 

I need you on your back and ready to receive… Me… Oh so generous; me…
Baby girl;
I wanna do what I love to do…

“I do love to eat you”…

Some say it aint got no taste…
I say it do…
After it marinate…
The only way to describe it…
“Is that it tastes like you”…

I wanna tantalize that clit…
Spit and suck on it…
Use my tongue…
And press on it, til it numb…
“Nibble on the pink… like it`s bubble gum…

Seeing you wiggle and move…
Moan and breathe, breathe and groan…
I can always tell when i`m in the zone…
Making what you don`t like to share…

“mmmm”…
Make it my own,
I ain`t tryna let you up…

She’s salivating enough…
To fill up a cup…
And i`m sucking and licking…
Sucking it all up…

You  know…
So I gotta tell you…
You got dat good stuff…

I feel the quiver; I feel the vibrating…
Tryna sit up and holding my head
Now you gyrating…
I can tell its right there.

You hitting my back, like you telling me…
Come up for air…
I hear your thunderous breath…
Of exhale…
Then you fall flat..
I`m up now smirking… …

“DAMN”… 
I love to see you like that…

© Da Absentee 2010

*****

(…)

“One Look At Things”


Envision subtleties
little differences 
I own only my zone of comfort
own my solitude
surrounded by average reason
average region
collision appealing
conflict about hitting the ceiling
time and life reeling
surreal
it must be a movie
fiction and make-believe
real life cant be so condemning
unsatisfying
the race we run
to which we are dying
even less gratifying
gravity is a hinderance
souls pass with deliverance
we pray the young do better
we write letters
share thoughts
we live for us
but lost our hearts
there is no more smiles
no more thanks
no more “how do you do”
we have become
gotten rude
everything seems to want to tell us
what to do
how to live 
how to give
how to respond
“we” are  eventually what`s wrong 
we live for the future
but we need the past to stand on
roots are gone
we don`t acknowledge
don`t accept
losing self-respect
tossing it away
for whats next
we are flimsy in comparison
to previous generations
someone will tell me I am mistaken
but these are my thoughts
so I am and will not be easily…
shaken…

© Da Absentee 2012

*****

As  we get older we tend to think of things in certain ways.  What they once were, what they are, and what they could be. This is a nod to getting older and comparing the differences in the modern world as we know it. As parents wanting more for our kids. Seeing that activities that were an everyday occurrence have now been deemed “recreation”. To me it seems to carry a negative connotation.  Knowing that we as people have become a weaker species than our elders before us. Morals and decency are a luxury. Common courtesy is a thing of the past. The word “privacy” is followed by question marks..??? Last but not least the way “someone or something or some entity” seems to want to stuff their belief, ideals and thoughts down our throats, like we cant figure out anything for ourselves. I don’t want or need any hand-holding. Everyone before us had their own learning experiences. These things are a part of life. We should have the right to enjoy or hate them and grow from and through them…

As Always…

Stay Positive!

“Part, Mental”


part

We don`t have to touch
but I know it seals the deal;
we forget we don’t need the physical to feel
when…
When we love. We love mentally, whole & fully.

Little details, subtle hints… Stares?

Heart sprints out of nowhere
a slight bump
a slight rub, sharing unseen energy
an accidental brush
does so much.

To excite
we need to feel… project our intentions;
ready to flirt, day, night…
Speak in code.

Be a little rude
be a bit nice, call to make sure your feeling alright
fluff; repeat more than twice
willing to give a piece of… “me”.

Receive love unselfishly
give back willingly
love mentally
then enhance love…
Physically.

© Da Absentee 2010

*****

Loving someone can go so many ways. It can be expressed in different ways. This is actually 1 of 3 with the same theme… Different ways to love. I chose to react on Mental, Physical & Spiritual. My own brief  interpretations.

As Always…

Stay Positive!