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Showing posts with label MY KLUMSY KORNER. Show all posts

Friday, 13 July 2012

DON'T LET HIM...


He will sweep you off of your feet,
He is cute, funny and sweet.
He likes the same things as you

He does all the things that you love to do
He is the perfect guy of your dreams
He belongs wit you, or so it seems!

He looks into your eyes, his true self never appears
He says that he'll always be there
His touch is so soft; his hold is so tight,

His words are so soothing, his kiss is just right!
You think that you love him; you give him your heart
Little do you know that he'll tear it apart?

You do what he wants; you know it’s not good
You told him slow down, and you think he understood
You let it slide by, he's just having fun
You'll learn to like it as time goes on!

He's taken your heart, and locked it away
And you see him crush it the next day
You cry and you grieve, but then you forgive,
He won't do it again for as long as he lives!

At this point you've fallen into his trap
He has all control when you're in his lap
You're right where he wants you, he molds you like clay,
And you hear about him with some guy the next day.

He got what he wanted, accomplished his goal
He still has your heart, which he evilly stole!
He's taken your purity, you still can't believe
You feel hurt and dumb and extremely naive.

You know he's an ass, but you still want him back
And you and he will end up on the same track
All you wanted was to have some fun
Now you wish that this whole thing had never begun
You wish that one day you'll see him cry
That one day he'll know how he killed you inside!

But you know that he won't, because he's numb to pain
He'll be with some guy while you cry and complain
Beware of the players; they'll steal your heart
And they'll give it back once it’s all torn apart
Don't let them suck you into their game
Because once you lose, you're never the same.


©
iAm~A~ga(Y)-Keeper

Thursday, 21 June 2012

DREAMS...


I want you to ride me
Lowering your tock over my tick
And take a seat
And hold on tight
Working your hips into the night...

...seduction dangles from the tips of
Your fingers
Exploring
Probing
...sloppy kisses
And wet blows

Hands pressed against a wall
Your throat doing a wave motion
(Damn I'm hard)
Teasing me to release
This anticipation will not cease...

...anyway and everywhere
Sweat on my chest dripping from your hair.
Your feet going back to your ears,
Keep you like this for a few years…

©

iAm(A)ga(Y)-Keeper

Thursday, 05 April 2012

¡COME FOR ME!


COME FOR ME…
Perhaps it's part of our basic nature to drift into a waking dream state
When there are no serious threats on the horizon.
Perhaps that's why the universe is constructed as a dangerous universe -- to keep me awake.
Maybe God felt it was redundant for this creature inside his/her/its dream to be dreaming as well.
If that's the case, the plan is working, my dream is over.
In this dream,
I lived in an invulnerable fortress,
Safe from the misery,
Ignorance,
Jealousy,
Hatred and chaos that surrounded it.
I dreamt that the minutiae of my life was important.
I dreamt that I could make my little plans.
I dreamt that everyone was essentially playing by the same rules.
I dreamt that my dream was reality…
Which is why I feel a strange tinge of gratitude bubbling under my grief, fear and rage.
I'm grateful to be even a little awake.
The way I figure it, this is a miraculous universe, but also a remarkably dangerous one.
Sleepwalking is ill-advised
So to you and yours I say,
 ¡COME FOR ME!


©
iAm~A~ga(Y)-Keeper



Friday, 09 December 2011

INDISPUTABLE DISPUTABLE


everything is in dispute
these days of ill repute
some of you might refute
but I can tell without dispute
that I will not dispute
that the indisputably disputable
is in dispute

Tuesday, 31 May 2011

¿WHO WILL SHED A TEAR?

In the best of all possible worlds
Where love N’ life twirls
Is a space beyond this place
Where haste and waste
And contradictions contradict
And everything left behind tries to fit
Because opposites just sit
I often wonder, that’s it?

They often say ‘perfection’ is not an accident
But was ‘perfection’ HIS intent?
I in my mind
Search the recesses to find…
To vent and invent
That ‘perfection’ and HE are[n’t] in consent
But to prevent any mis-spent discontent
HIS life/death is NOT a little theater event!

Inconceivably inconsiderable
And insurmountably miserable
What can be worse than worse?
Except the tears we don’t shed.
Then NOTHING else matters
Just smatters and tatters
That to some THEY don’t matter
Just a matter of lack
A tactless tact
Shatters me to tatters
And that's a matter of fact

For in the home of the departed
In all the wonder of words
That cut as deep as knives
That flies beyond the beyond
This poem speaking for the dead mouths
And now departed
Taking a home on the range
How deranged
They are in the home of the departed
And our memories are just bartered
And yet I ask,
Who will shed a tear?

Wednesday, 08 December 2010

I CRY BECAUSE...

Between the illusive here and now
Between the spaces
My heart races
Around and around
Trying NOT to conquer itself!

…And when the distance gets you
Defying
Crying
Sighing
Lying
Whying…
How I wish you could start flying!

And I wouldn’t have to fall to my knees
@ A thought that seems unsound
Taking me around and around
Like a merry-go-round
While you try to find and be found…

This life is a darkly lit pit
And with it
We just have to sit in the shit,
And I think how sad
That many of us don't feed our life
We just live in such a self-imposed revolving strife
And I wonder,
Who
What
And why
You live such a lie

I cry because…
I am drowned in your sorrow
For I know
It’s not about poor you or me,
But rather poor us.
What affects one, affects us all.
We are in this together whether we want to be or not.
I feel
The woes
The angst
The anger
And the hurt that comes with being you!

Be it your self-esteem,
Be it you are a top or bottom,
Be it the feelings of loneliness that overwhelms you
Be it you seeking pleasure and desire outside of yourself.

I don’t have to be you
So I cry because…
tgk ©

Thursday, 16 September 2010

HIS SOUL FLINCHES AND...

Like glass, he is so…
Fragile, a whisper can strip
His VERY lost soul

A life upside down
NO escape but death life is
beyond his reach now

Where are his angels?
If only I could plead with
The universe as

As his life melts in
The darkness surrounding him
No sight just stillness

No choice but to be
Mad at the world praying that
It’ll be over soon

For his tomorrow’s
Sun will NEVER come for this
Very lost friend of…

If only I could
See him shine one last time see
His real essence such

Translucent words that
Drips between silent minutes,
His soul flinches and…

tgk ©

Tuesday, 29 June 2010

ACTING BRAND NEW...


Boy meets boy,
Tells you this story about how innocent N’ guiltless he is…
Bottom tells a top that he usually doesn't do this,
Top says he usually doesn't do this but…
They are acting brand new so…

EVERYTHING GOES!
All up on each other
And it's not even hard yet
trying to get that pull N’ blow.

Playing the game of:
Seeing how big the sexual tension can get before…
He, they can take it.
Can't they?

Suck it down
Sure you LOVE the taste
Creamy N’ Sweet
Satisfying in all the right spots

After all he is here to deliver,
He is here to coat you in juice…
To pleasure DEEP inside you
Pounding you until…

Your soul screams
For more
leaving you,
Wanting for him but…

You can’t cause:
He is LONG gone
Now you have to act all brand new…
Taking your game to the next one!

Hoping N’ praying that
The one you just meet on BGC/ADAM4ADAM
Showing the pix of his manly assets isn’t just…
But isn’t he really?

Women have tried for years,
But to NO avail…
What makes him think that
Acting brand new is going to change a thing?
The truth is, we are all illusionists
And that's why we are attracted to “IT”
This whole world is an illusion.
It's not real.

The truth of how we experience each other
Has NOTHING to do with religion
Or the type of car that we drive
Or the size of the dick N’ ass…

So ask yourself,
Romance OR retreat?
Has anything changed?
Just years of make-out partners N’ (un)steady boyfriends…

Who's in control?
All this tug N’ release affection,
@ Some point we will stop acting…RIGHT?
Cause we have to see that that the strength of a man CANNOT exist if we are ONLY brand new for him…

Wednesday, 02 June 2010

THIS MAN...


There is this man…
That comes to me in my dreams.
He tells me that he is the one for me,
And that we will be together forever.
And I love him oh so much,
I know I’ve been touched by the hand of GOD.
Then I woke up and there you were,
I know that you weren’t This Man…
But I wasn’t sure,
I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt.
But I was wrong,
And you turned out to be That Man…
I wanted you to be the one in my dreams,
But you weren’t he and it left me sick.
And I didn’t think that I could get up,
But it’s hard sleeping on a pillow full of tears.
I know now that I was # 3,
There was your career and the other MAN.
You are the epitome of what a MAN isn’t,
And I knew it.
So I have to stand up,
And face my fears.
Guess we are strangers after all,
Another memory that came to my life.
I wish that you didn’t affect,
So you wouldn’t be a scar on my soul.
But I can’t be mad with you,
I should be mad with myself.
After all I was the one giving the keys to my heart,
And I wanted him to bring the light.
But my dark world has nothing to do with you,
And you didn’t ask for the lock.
Hell you didn’t even take the key!
I wish I knew why life is this way.
Will the man in dreams ever show his face?

© tgk
 

Monday, 01 February 2010

I WISH (TIME)


From blowing dandelion seeds into the air
To throwing a penny into a fountain, 
I whisper my DEEPEST desire into the ears of the universe 
ONLY time can give me the sign that I’ve been heard. 

So I have to do away the mixed messages
And treat love as if straight out from the mouth of an ancient sage
And bring myself closer to escaping the cage
Would time forgive my rage?

I am rooted here on the ground.
But my spirit takes flight.
Whatever I dream,
If only in my mind…

To some LOVE is sublime
To others it's just fine
Others look for reasons to the rhyme
Me I think it’s all a matter of time…
I WISH

tgk ©

Wednesday, 30 December 2009

2009...



2009…

I accept the notions that you have shaped my life
You tested my fate
Taught me the power of my tears
Now I know how to last one more day

Your clock is wound only once
And no man has the power
@ a late or early hour
now is the time you will own forever.


And the thought of
What and will fit as I sit
And I think maybe I would miss
The last good-bye the last kiss

For you are THAT metaphor
No more no less
And whether before comes after
No one will ever know for sure

Because as we look around
Everywhere you can be found
And nature is unbound
Yet we confound the confound

Acting like a child that sits and twirls
Looking through the barrel
@ How we are in peril
From air, water and minds that are sterile

Yet I’ve made my peace
With the mysterious and ponderous and curious things about you
Because you gave me my release
Before joining those who are decease

© tgk


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