mistakes

I’m telling you ,I’m in need of more.
Much more than what lies beneath
My Worn out eye shadow eyelids .
Much more than a snuggle or a kiss
But I’m afraid such answer to a craving doesn’t exist.
There’s those who feed off love, can’t live without it.
Slowly die when they think they have it
Only to find out that it was just a blur illusion in the end.
Disappointed they become.
So they mumble foolish mockery:
Fuck this I will never love again.

But-

Weeks later you think you found love again.

My mother says there's a shortage of black men
But if you talk to a man he'll tell you there's a shortage of black women
and women liking women . but claim there's a shortage in dildos.
Maybe they recalled those .
There's Somalia infested in those as in the peanuts and pistachios.
Women are emotionally imbalance ,clingy they want it if you got it.'
Males are secretly clingy and have extremely low self esteem.
But claim hardness when they wax and shave their ding lings.
Secretly behind their hardrock act they dream of loving a woman that knows how to act.

Humorous it is to me.
That we love carelessly.
And complain when you planned it all out
And it all went wrong.

Did it ever cross your mind that maybe planning period is wrong.
Love is a natural disease
The solution to it
Cannot fit on a sticky note or a post it
So take your Sharpie and choke it .
Take your dry eraser boards and stroke it.
Clean your calendars off and stop searching for love.
And realize it's a spiritual answer .

it comes only from above.


And finally look in the mirror and say

It's prefectly okay to make a mistake.