"Stop telling God how big your problems are and start telling your problems how big your God is."
I'm Sty and I have a good head on my shoulders.
DEF JAM POETRY
Aug 5, 2009 - 11:18 AM
WHY I LOVE YOU - SHANELLE GABRIEL
" They say the human body has over 50 billion white-blood cells, and I need every single one because you .. make me sick. They say the human intestines run over 5 metres long, you're so full of shit. You are the fish that I would throw back but for some reason, as opposites, we attract. We show our admiration in love taps(?! LOL idk). I hate you, not as in sarcastic wise-cracks. All the qualities in my soulmate, you lack. Your attempts at being romantic are simply pathetic. The last massage you gave me required a paramedic. The first time you cooked me dinner, I had to pump my stomach. And you just like to pick fights! If I saygo left, you go right. If I say it's day, you swear it's night. You still think our anniversary is on the 10th of May, it's the 9th .. of March. The Golden Arches is the closest thing to jewelry I've ever seen from you. For my last birthday, you gave me a twinky .. with one candle. You wear socks with your sandals! And no, not that short ones .. the ones that pass your ankles! You're a die-hard Nas fan, I love JayZ. Like black folks and lactose products, we just always seem to disagree. You think Angelina Jolie is the epitomy of beauty, I think she's overrated and her lips are crusty. You like chicks that are busty, and I'm a proud member of the itty-bitty-titty committee. Now, I'm a country kind of girl, you like the city lights. I'm a revolutionary woman, you think we should all be barefoot housewives. I remember the last time I cried .. you gently wiped my eyes and whispered in my ear, " Baby .. SUCK IT UP! " And I know it's bug, but I still love you, like Whitney loves crack. Cause for some reason, as opposites, we attract. And truth-be-told, that romantic crap usually doesn't last. But what matters most is that you compliment me. Like air through my lungs. And there are over a trillion nerves in the central nervous system, you get on every single one. You know you do. But for some reason .. that's why I love you. "
I LOVE MY WOMAN - MALCOLM JAMAL WARNER
" I love my woman. I love my woman because she excites me. She excites like the charge a child gets from an ice-cream cone. She excites me like a youngsta who so yearns to be grown. She .. excites me. Am I too old to, sometimes, simply lose control? Cause I just wanna drop to my knees and plead with her to abuse my soul. She makes me wanna cry, just to see if the tears come. And I invision or tounge tasting each drop one by one. I want her to tie me up and torture me .. with kisses. Cause this is the first time I went to get as good as I give. I want to convulse, I want to shudder, I want to scream out her name and do all the things a man's not supposed to do to keep his cool. She makes me wanna get high and meditate so I can prolong the spiritual and mental state I'm in when I'm in her ....... presence. Pleasantries are bound when I imagine worshiping her womb. Cause in full-bloom, she gives me life. I want her beneath me. I want her behind me. I want to feel her breath in my ear to remind me to inhale her full sexuality .. because the reality of this bliss is the road might not be mine forever. So I do whatever I can do to get through to her to let her know that I am enjoying her time immensely. "
NIKKI - DANTE BASCO (asian kid from Take the Lead LOL)
" I once knew this girl named Nikki. I guess you could say she was a sex fiend. I mean .. she was a dancer, well actually a stripper, and that is to say to see her naked, you have to pay. Anyway, one night, I was in a devious mood, rendez vous with my boys to the club up the street. * LIVE! TOTALLY NUDE GIRLS! * ' 10 bucks a head, 18 and over, must have ID. ' So there I sit, in the CD joint, sipping flat soda. Tripping with fear, wondering, 'what would my moms think if she ever caught me here?'. Then out comes this girl. Petite physique, body was perfect to me, you see. Then, there I was, caught in a moment. I'm looking at her looking at me, can't turn away. Something strong I sense, as she dance. Removing articles of clothing off her body but not once removing her eyes off of me. And I felt that either she was the greatest dancer in the world or somehow we managed to touch something real .. a connection. Something pure, something powerful. Or purely powerfully animalistic connection, now let me continue. I want to get in you, well let me slow down. See, the show ends and she comes to talk to me and, of course, I play the shy role and she bites you. Yo, you don't even know the half of it. See, she wound up in my crib to see if I could get a stab at it. And we get into the dancing. We move together, and we fit. Like puzzle pieces, if you know what I mean. Puzzle pieces to a neurotic portrait as it may appear, and then she whispers in my ear, " PULL. MY. HAIR. " And so I do. And then she says, " HAR-DER. " And not at the roots, but at the end because it hurts more. But I never wanted to hurt her, I wanna love her .. tenderly. But somehow, I didn't think she would let me. And then she says, " CHOKE. ME. " And you know me, I mean I'm a gentleman. So I try to do it gently. And then she says, " HAR-DER. " And I don't know what to do! I mean, all of a sudden, I'm in this RCSNM(?) documentary of some sort where this girl riding me, pushing me to the limits of my sexuality. And I had to stop for a hot second and say, " Yo, I don't do that. " And that started the wrestling match. As we toss and tumble around my bed like lion clubs at play on the discovery channel, yeah, we was like animals. And then she wounds up on top of me again and she says, " HIT. ME. " And I was like, " OH. SHIT. " But I gots to admit, I was a little lit, I mean high .. on her. See, she intoxicates me and somewhere in the back of my mind, I say " What the f*ck. " And with the palm of my hand, I raise the skin on her chin, oh-so gently still. And she says, " HAR-DER. " And I don't know what to do! I mean, I'm not the kind of guy who hits girls, and I don't even know why this would even be getting her off. But we were playing chess, and she put me in check. So I slapped her on the cheek and we tore each other apart. In the dark, until we cu-- arrived. And I don't know what she saw, but me, I was blinded with white lights. Lying naked next to her, quivering. We escape ourselves in each other. Yeah, I know a girl named Nikki. I guess you could say she was a sex fiend. But don't judge her, or me. It's just a place I've been. "