trust

Dangerous Territory

I’ve been swimming in the deep end lately.

My head is spinning in circles.

My heart had never been so hollow on the inside.

I need to catch my breath before I do anything else stupid.

 

My work of art is an escape from uniformity.

I felt safe with you for the time being.

At the end of the week, you cuddled me

When the sergeant had an off day at work and took it out on me.

 

I let you in like I did when I meet new people.

You were happy for me when I told you I finally found love.

I wanted nothing more than a friend’s reassurance that everything will be okay.

But you in particular were a land mine waiting to explode.

 

It’s dangerous territory where you’re from as a queer.

It’s dangerous territory where I lurk on the web.

It’s dangerous territory to build a world without receiving adequate training.

It’s dangerous territory to make friends with volatile people like you.

 

I can barely read script in Delphi without misinterpreting some if not most of its passages.

My art isn’t like what you’d expect to see in other do-it-yourself or high-profile projects.

The way I write, the way I archive, and the way I distribute information is my strongest suit.

There is no way I can fulfill my goal in life alone without the help of a team that knows its stuff.

 

You didn’t have to sugarcoat your advice to fix my problems

But you didn’t have to pull more than my teeth either.

You spoke to me as if I had to know every damn trick in the book.

You pointed out where I went wrong as if I didn’t already understand it.

 

I would have welcomed your advice if you watched your language.

I would have been more considerate if we joined forces as planned.

But being friendly with you in light of this is just out of question.

You can say that I’m high all you want, but it goes to show that you’re smaller than you think.

 

It’s dangerous territory where you’re from as a queer.

It’s dangerous territory where I lurk on the web.

It’s dangerous territory to build a world without receiving adequate training.

It’s dangerous territory to make friends with volatile people like you.

 

A vagabond told me this morning that I don’t learn much from success

And boy, I sure did learn a lot about your character more than what it takes to be top dog.

I might also let it slip that you exploded in my face because your little rant was all over the place.

In that case, riddle me this, who among the two of us really needs room for improvement?

SIN

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

 

I see her, Deceiver, a believer in Fear~

She's lonely, and owned see, a product of tempt only

Below me, faith sown deep, testing me, it grows 'neath

Untestable, blessed inall, instincts are unquestionable

 

Does God want me to guide her?

Or the satisfaction I provide her?

Lucifer wants me to be the divder

Rule, control, conquer and ride her

No...

 

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

 

Confident, Competent, perfect body concomitant

redeemer, I'd be her, naive demeanor

So Begiled, it's wild, her faith reconciled

Saviour! but I'd savour the Sinful Behaviour

 

In scarlet, a harlot, yet an innocent mess

Lost and confused in God's given test

Me, She anticipates, Looking her very best

Lust is the feeling she's willing to confess

 

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

 

I will admit

I'd try it

My blessings

won't hide it

My children

confided

I'm too blessed

So I've decided...

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

She's living in fear!

SIN!

Devil's trying to steer!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

 

I see her, Deceiver, a believer in Fear~

She's lonely, and owned see, a product of tempt only

Below me, faith sown deep, testing me, it grows 'neath

Untestable, blessed inall, instincts are unquestionable

Confident, Competent, perfect body concomitant

redeemer, I'd be her, naive demeanor

So Begiled, it's wild, her faith reconciled

Saviour! but I'd savour the Sinful Behaviour

In scarlet, a harlot, yet an innocent mess

Lost and confused in God's given test

Me, She anticipates, Looking her very best

Lust is the feeling she's willing to confess

Does God want me to guide her?

Or the satisfaction I provide her?

Lucifer wants me to be the divder

Rule, control, conquer and ride her

I will admit

I'd try it

My blessings

won't hide it

My children

confided

I'm too blessed

So I've decided...

No...

 

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A song from the point of view of a God-fearing man when presented with the temptation of adultery, when the "harlot" is just as God-fearing and confused as he.

 

Appreciation of your Blessings and what you have already is the simpliest answer to the most complex feelings and questions.

 

02 October 2019 18:53 Collette WHITE

Arete

Hope is a candle in a sea of darkness, eagerly awaiting the sun. 

Trust is a drop of the purest water, in an ocean full of desert sand.

Loyalty is the assurance of your own two feet, that you will stand.

Love is a bubbling geyser; filling, and rushing to overflowing. 

Empathy is a mother's love, from someone that you don't know.

Peace is an ocean of glass-like water, that ripples of war cannot move.

Honesty is a pure wine, with no dregs to ruin the taste.

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Trust

I have a real problem with trust

I've just been disappointed too much

Author's Notes/Comments: 

WPOM poetry prompt...write a poem about trust...

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Just me

I won't apologize for Being me I know that I'm a Queen, oftentimes I laugh and 
It's funny to me because I get ridiculed by Men because I wont change my standards, NO never again to not please a man, I wont settle by no means, Never again! I was raised from a different cloth, absolutely and I'm not perfect but no means, but I am Old school and love COURTSHIP, the Appreciation of A Woman tbat matters to me. I remember when men really took you on a date, so ladies I can't get with the new age and being a Sideline, or a Sidepiece, thats MEANINGLESS that is of NO VALUE TO ME. What happened  to Morals and standards I know my WORTH AS A QUEEN PRICELESS ~ If you're Single be Single, if your married and in a relationship value that, however if your not happy, look in the mirror and see things for what they are. My Motto is if I can't get everything I need from one man, I'll  be by myself.

#Facts 

As a Women I Love me, yes trust and believe as a Queen  my Discernment is keen. So I won't apologize for my Happiness and Loving me. 

Some people Love things, however material pieces of matter Dont excite me, the newest IPhone or the latest Handbag y'all can have, that... Trust when I say if I was a millionaire I would still look for the Red clearance sale tag. I know Marketing is part of brand, and having worked in that industry knowing the Wholesale price that is being paid then what they sell it for is beyond disbelief  so I don't get caught up in the foolery.

Even if I didn't know the industry that has never been my forte, really not for me~
I Look for things with meaning a Beautiful Mindset, and intellectual  being, a dynamic Auro or chemistry, that is fascinating it intrigues me. A Simple conversation with meaning.. Trust, and Loyalty, A friendship with no measure, Unconditional Love that is really treasured.
Call me what you please but those things in this Day are rare and should be treasured...
Some say I'm living a fairy tale or a dream, I say no that's what's in my heart and its embedded in me.

Im Just me a Unique being~

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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Basket

Folder: 
2017

People always say

“Don’t put all of your eggs

In one basket”

 

And here I am standing

With one basket in my hand

While my other hand holds yours.

 

I look at my basket,

And I see all my eggs

Spilling onto the ground.

 

You pick them up,

And help me put them

Into other baskets.

 

I like only having one basket.

It’s easier to handle.

But you help me juggle more.

 

I want you to be my only basket.

I don’t need anything else.

But people say not to do that.

 

I know why they say it.

Because if you lose your one basket

You lose all your eggs.

 

Losing your only basket

And all your eggs would hurt.

But I’m willing to take that risk.

 

So be my basket.

I’ll put everything that I’ve got into you

 

And hopefully you can hold it.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 6/12/17

Depths of Darkness

Verse 1:

Through the dept of darkness,

I saw our love shine through.
All it took was your stare and smile,

which captured my heart and soul.

 

Chorus:

Melt my soul and spirit

For, I'm already too far gone.

These arms ache to hold you.

Won't you take me home?

 

Verse 2:

Through the depths of darkness,

I will rise from the ashes.

Like a phoenix drawn to the flames,

I will be reborn again.

 

Bridge:

Though, reality scares me to death,

Our love shines

through the depths of darkness.

Take me home tonight

'Cause I'm eternally your's to keep.

 

Last-Chorus:
Through the depths of darkness,

I have seen heaven and hell.

It is real.

I will be your guiding light

If only you could let go. 

 

 

Preconceived Creativity

Folder: 
Simple Thoughts

"You're free

to be

as creative as you are;

or so they say. 

 

Yet. 

Every time, 

the artist guided,

unwarranted. 

 

Unnecessary. 

Why is the artist

so restricted? 

IS it concious? 

 

Do those who commission 

Art

know they can be stifling it? 

Or, 

 

is it a lack of trust? 

Not enough of it 

to go around, knows 

the budding artist

 

with lack of portfolio. 

No trust 

goes to those

with no reference. 

 

So often are we told

we are free, 

when we are not. 

Their own opinion 

 

trusted first, 

unintentional or not, 

before the artist, 

the one who creates. 

 

When one asks another

to create, 

to stifle the flame

is to put it out completely. 

 

Trust is a must, 

we must learn to 

give our hearts and minds

and souls 

 

to others

to mold.

 

And that's the hardest thing to do."

Author's Notes/Comments: 

So often am I told by other artists they are held back by those who ask for their art, creativity. 

Trust

 

You put your life in the hands of others.
You trust them,
You believe them,
And in turn they fail you.

 

You hope that they will take care of you,
You know deep down they will,
They will never do anything to compromise you…
Until they do.

 

It is amazing the lack of trust in our lives,
But who can blame us,
Nobody can be trusted,
Especially those we thought we could trust the most.

 

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