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30 plus wks twins almost here


My babies are almost here 3owks 10 more to go. I’m very excited. I got there names down, now just can’t wait to see there faces. Everyday I envision how they may look, but there is just no telling. I can’t wait until the moment I get to hold them and look into their eyes.  I’m emotional just thinking about it. Know matter what my situation is I’m happy to take on this responsibility. I’m just amazed!

It’s been so long since I’ve been apart of a birth and to have two babies at that. I’m in aw everyday. I can say that my pregnancy with my daughter wasn’t as enjoyable. I was bed ridden sick most of the time. But I have been able to enjoy this one a bit more just because I haven’t had to throw-up every day. Although,  my back kills me so. I can handle some back pain for my babies. What’s a little discomfort for a blessing like this. It’s unlikely to happen again.

I’m so emotional in thought,
focus coming to view,
your presents almost near,
I hardly know what to do,

Excited by the feel,
strong kicks,
pointy elbows,

What a miracle,
God has bestowed,

so I wait until your birth,
the day of your arrival.
Just us three alone,
mommy loves you!

By: Kizze’

 

 

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Worry Man


Worry Man

To relax,
meditate,
is not the way to live,
to worry-a-way is the actual gig,
don’t get paid for time spent,
on the worry man tracks,
don’t even get paid for,
the brilliance that comes out the worry mans cap,
but societies grasp on the worry mans hands,
builds the other mans empire,
improves the other mans land,
leaves the worry man poor,
with little to no hope,
off the worry mans back,
the other man takes advantage of what the worry man lacks!

By: Kizzewrites

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I Need a Shower


I Need A Shower

When life’s dramas get me down I hop in and wash it off,
The warmth of the water I breath it in exhaling all my troubles out,
What is a metaphor of stream,
that rises to the top,
but as that stream reaches me I let out an internal scream that never stops,

Releasing all my days worries, pains and anxieties.
giving birth to my new found friend the shower who has come to rescue me,
I wash it off,

Knowing bills need to be paid,
I wash it off,
coming home from work after a bad day,
I wash it off,
kids getting on my last nerves,
I wash it off,
having a partner who never learns,
I wash it off,
trying to keep my home spic and span,
I wash it off,

As the wetness rises away all the dirt and grim,
I start to feel relief come over my mind,
telling me every things well be okay,
If I just take some time to sit a pray.

When my boss asks me to do over time,
I wash it off,
After an argument with my moms,
I wash it off,
Feeling like nothing right,
all is wrong,
I wash it off,
When bill collectors keep call’n my home,
I wash it off,

It seems like a shower can never be to long,
I can be in there for hours just washing and singing old school songs,
Troubles seems to fall,
drift down the drain,
I kick them but not fast enough,
hoping they will just go away,
I wash it off,

When I cant get that CS from the BD,
I wash it off,
Losing a loved one,
I know it’s hard,
but temporarily you,
wash it off,
When you try your best,
but still feel like giving up,
wash it off,
You come to the conclusion that this life is not prefect,
but you must never give up,
wash it off,

So that when you step out,
you know what life’s all about,
don’t let life soak in,
cause you’ve washed it out!

On the text message with your girl friend when… GWHG TN COM,
Wash It Off!

By: Kizzewrites

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Word Seed


Word Seed

 

You know what I need,

is someone,

who understands me,

and,

the fact that I need,

to germinate my word seed,

my mind is a conglomerate,

of phrases,

unedited grammar,

and some bullshit,

it’s life on my mind,

issues of the times,

that my tongue spit,

I may work in a convoluted process of steps,

sometimes i get in my own way and trip,

but with thoughts abundant,

I’m able to get back up and run shit,

so I need somebody who understands,

I am,

who I am!

By: Kizzewrites

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