My Poetic Journey Through Life

This page is the creation of Kareem F. I write to express the things i cant say Twitter @4everPoetic allpoetry.com/K.Feast All original

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Why I Write

I did not choose you like a person choose his mate I did not choose you like I would a pair of shoes Or as I would a tie or shirt or pair of pants I didnt wake up one day and say, “I will creativiley pour my feelings to you.” You chose me You spoke me to the way no person could You understood me the way no one ever would You brightened a world I deemed dark and gloomy You gave color to trees and flowers You gave warmth on the coldest of nights You gave life to a soul dead and forgotten You placed a smile upon a face foreign to the idea A smile that would never be erased or dimmered A smile that would continue to glow no matter how dark the world may seem You caused a heart to continue to beat when it really wants to quit You changed the life of a person searching for a new existance You inspired him to love again Inspired him to feel again To allow his feelings to flow like a river Creatively Rhythmically Poetically He sees joy in the simplist of things Finds happiness at the saddest of moments You touched his soul Occupied a place no one has ever ventured You hold a spot so deep in his heart its as if the heart sprotted from you You are the yin to my yang The calm to my chaos The peace to this war of emotions I feel inside And for that I will forever hold you dear to my heart…

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My craft

So at first poetry started as a means to escape. It started as a mean to get out all the things i couldnt say. To express all the things I couldnt verbalize and without a means to get it all put, these feelings eat away at you. Then our relationship changed. Poetry meant more to me then just that. It became my friend l, my love, my soulmate and because of that it helped me get through some of my toughest times. I learned to appreciate it more. To realize that without it things are much more complicated and i just think that in general if you dont find something you love doing, if you dont find something to turn to when all else fails, when everyone turns there back on you or betray you, you end up unhappy. Poetry eliminated all of that for me. Destroyed the possibility of ever not having somrthing to turn to to quiet the storm in my head and in my heart and nothing is more real than that. Nothing is more real than that …

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Soft Poison Your words are like velvet, so soft and comfortable. Like a blanket they felt warm and protective. They seduced away the pain and like a gentle breeze they blew away the sorrow. And as I sit here, I realize yours words was nothing but soft poison. A sweet incantation created to coerce and mislead.  Like black magic your words cut like a double edged sword. In my ear you whispered passionate words of deceit. Your lips spoke lovely spells of false love. Your embrace sang a wonderful melody of sadness and broke hearts. And like any fool entranced in a spell I came to you.  I believed your words of deceit.I cherished your passionate words of false love. And sadly I allowed your sweet incantations to undue the strands of my heart. And now I lay here cold as your soft poison takeas away the heat and with it the pieces of my heart..

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Soft Poison

Everyone has that one male/gemale that they aboslutrly loved and trusted at one point in their life. And everyone at one point was absolutely heartbroken when that person left or things didnt work out. You hung on everyone they said. Believed every promise they made. Imagine all the best scenarios of the future you would have with that person just to find that things weren't quite what they seemed. You felt lied to. Cheated. Betrayed. This poem reflects these feelings. Hope you enjoy !

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Desires

Day by day the same message is expressed Ignored your desires. Throttle your urges. Live life with decency. These are regulations on how life should be. Although simple to me it’s a life unfulfilled. A life chained. Shackled. Void. I can no longer live like this. I can no longer allow these rules to govern my life. My body screams for release. Screams to be let free. It actively seeks for skin. To hold another. To taste another. To be one with another. It seeks the touch of your lips. To hear your breath taken away as my hands roam your body. To feel your thighs clench me as my tongue send waves of pleasure through your body. My body desires to feel you grab me. To stroke me like only you know how. To wrap your lips around me. Causing my mind to go insane. Until only the feeling of your mouth and tongue is all I know. My body wants yours. Craves to be inside you. Thrust after thrust. Moan after moan. Our desires wash away all other feelings. We hunger for it. We thirst for it. And we slowly give each other what we want. Feeding the hunger. Quenching the thirst. Satisfying the desire. For now…

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Desires

So recently i had a long with some friends about sex. Not solely about the act itself but more about the meaning of it, how its portrayed in society, and about what it was like growing up in religious house holds. (my parents not so much tho but other members of my family yes) As the conversation continues we got to the point of discussing when it all changed for us. Like most people who grew up in religious households, you learn that sex is just for reproduction but too much of it is sinful, doing it with someone other than your wife is wrong blah blah blah. In remembering this conversation i went back to remember the point i decided that i wasnt gonna to allow these ideals to hold me back. To allow these quote on quote guidelines to define who i am as a person. Yes in some cases is good to eliminate certain emotions ignore certain feelings, but i think sexual urges and desire are not one of them. If you are naturally sexual and you enjoy the act, who is anyone else to tell you that you're wrong to feel that way. Who is anyone to tell you that you're wrong to want you desire. So i guess my message here is that to enjoy moments that you deem pleasurable to the max. Dont feel bad about what ever sexual preferences you have. Enjoy it the hell of it !!

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A lover's Experience & Chocolate

Ok a little background on these poems. The first one i wrote was A Lover's Experience and I got a lot of backlash for this poem. These reason for all the negative critisism was because i got accused of only liking light skin girls. Let me say this. If you are a true man, i repeat a true man, you will love a woman for more tha her skin color, how she look, etc. I have always been that way. Women are women and beauty comes in all shapes, shades and sizes. So Chocolate is a reflection of that. Its to say that even if your dark skin or light skin it doesnt matter. Beauty is not defined by how you appear on the outside its purely about how pure your soul is.

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Chocolate

You’re Like A Brown Milky Dream I Find I Do Not Want To Wake From   Skin Smoother Than Marble I Find I Cant Take My Hands Off You   With A Glow That Can Only Come From A Black Woman, You Entrance Me And Force Me To My Knees   With Natural Grown Hair, Your Light Brown Eyes, And Your Nicely Plump Lips,   And With Your Round Breast Down To Your Thin Waist and Thick Thighs,   I No Longer Have The Will To Look Away   Your Walk Is Something only Angels Can Perform, For It Seems So Graceful And Elegant yet Men Bow To Its Grace And Beauty And Woman Respect Its Power   Every Part Of Me Longs For You And At That Moment In Time You Are The Only Person In This World   For The Taste Of You Is Sweeter Than Any Hershey And Warmer Than Any Nestle Drink   And When I Come Home I Look Forward To Knowing My Chocolate Is Waiting   Warm And Ready

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A Lover's Experience

Skin the color of a vanilla dream. Smoother than the finest silk, I find myself unwilling to go without your touch .

From the feel of your lips, to the curve of your breast, to the sculpted shape of your hips, I find that my body feens for yours .

For we experience a joy that only lovers experience.

For as i explorer your body, touch your skin, feel your lips, taste your body, and dwelve in your treasures…

And as our bodies mesh and our souls and hearts seek each other we reach a level not yet reached by others .

We experience a joy that only lovers experience .

The world ceases to move with each thrust and frind, each gasp and moan, with each nip and scratch, and with each eruption. For our bodies sing as they move to a rhythm of their own .

For when we reach the point of our climax, and our bodies and souls become one, our hearts pour out into one another .

For we experience a joy that only lovers can experience.

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Free

So like always I like to talk shop with people so we going to have a real conversation right now. One everyone should get this in there head. Do what ever you need to to completely understand this fact. You only have one life. If you’re not living it to the max your wasting it. You should never worry about answering to amyone. Never worry about what someone is going to think about you. Never have boundaries. Your desires, your likes, your feelings are yours and you should never worry about what someone else thinks about the way you feel. Period. Live your life like every second is your last. Live your life like tomorrow will never come. Live your life like theres nothing you need to worry about ever because at the end of the day the more you worry. The more you stress. The less of life you enjoy.

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Order to Chaos

Every morning life’s routines begin He looks around his bedroom Neatly lined books populate the shelves Desk populated by a computer, a monitor, one single book Shoes lay on a rack in straight lines Color coded and arranged by style Nothing on the floor No clutter. No mess Order

Thoughts upon thoughts Ideas upon ideas His mind is a web of uncontrollable questions Each question brings about an equally uncontrollable theory Limitless and never ending They have a mind of their own Focusing on any one thought is impossible Making his mind a bundle of confusion A river of ever flowing chaos

Preparation Each step must be done in order Shower. Brush teeth. Get dress. With each new day, the outfit remains the same. Black suit, white shirt, black tie and shoes to match Starched to perfection. Not a speck of dirt nor hint of wrinkle Shoes shined bright void of any smudges Laces nicely tied and neatly tucked away Hair neatly parted and slicked to the side Perfection through simplicity Simplicity creates order Order sustains life

Internal storms rage on as emotions brew Unchecked these feelings reek havoc on the mind Each thought creates hate Hate creates rage Rage feeds off the soul like a parasite Infecting Poisoning Rendering the mind obsolete Draining his life source His mind is unstable Constantly battling for control At war with itself Wave after wave Blow for blow Crumbling the fortresses of his mind Weakening the foundation of his spirit Damaging his soul

Books lay forgotten on the rug Shelves overturned Shoes scattered about He’s slumped on the ground Suit jacket crumpled and thrown in a corner Tie loose Shirt stained, wrinkled and unbuttoned Empty liquor bottles populate the floor Vomit decorates the carpet and walls Simplicity is lost Structure destroyed Order fails

Suddenly chaos make sense to him Confusion stimulates the need for clarity Life seems better when control is shifted Chaos is allowed to steer his life In his mind pain creates joy Pain creates pleasure For him grief is acceptable Anger is the fuel his soul needs Pain and suffering rewards feelings Feelings fills the emptiness Internatal chaos transcends reality It becomes real Becomes tanglible Order becomes Chaos Chaos becomes his life

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Order to Chaos

This poem i wrote a little bit ago and I havent really been on my poetry site and a while and i saw that i had 30 comments on this poem. And reading peoples comments on it was really one unexpected, and two made me feel good about that poem. One of the things i want my poems to do is make people feel different things. To create different ideas about what the poem is about, feel different things as they read each line, and at the same time understand a little more about me. So im going to post this poem in thanks to the people who comment on my site and for their wonderful comments. Thanks !

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Love Affairs: David

Day after day life goes on each. Each day I wake up And each day remains the same The space next to where I lie remains cold Without life Void of warmth Empty It’s been days since I’ve felt the touch of another Days since I felt the embrace of a woman I long for the feeling The feeling another woman’s lips upon mine The sensation as her hands roam my body As her lips trail pleasure from the nap of my neck to the bulge between my legs My lips desire the taste of her skin To kiss desire down her body To feel her shiver beneath my tongue My body seeks the sensation To hit that point of bliss As the wave flows through us both Yet.. These dreams, These images, They leave a desire so raw words can’t explain They cause me great pleasure They excite something deep They leave me in heat Yet I’m cold For I know these feelings are just in my imagination So close yet forever within the realm of imagination .

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Life...

Plucked from a branch life floats effortlessly through time like a leaf

The wind blows and life is steered in a multitude of directions

With no control you have no choice but to allow it to take you on the ride

And with this sense of no control you feel free

You feel peace and bliss

You feel alive

You feel happy…

Until it is gone

Until you are discarded

Left behind

You fall

First comes the fear

The fear of falling

Of failing

Of not being good enough

Beautiful enough

The fear of life hits you like a truck

You lose your breathe as the bottom fast approaches

Fear turns to anger

Anger ignites the fight in you

You struggle to gain control

You fight for the breeze to take you again

To wash away the pain

To heal the wounds

But the bottom still approaches

The fight slowly fades away

The warmth from your angers chills

It is replaced

At the moment before impact

Hopelessness drowns you

Despair grips your heart

You feel worthless

You feel down

You hit bottom

The world goes blank

No sound

No sight

No feeling

Stillness

Void

It is at this moment you experience something worse than pain

Something worse than fear

Emptiness

Then clarity creeps through your conscious

Understanding brings reason to your thoughts

Lessons are learned

Truths are realized

Life makes sense

The breeze returns

You find yourself once again

Along on this wild adventurous ride

That we call

Life…

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Life

I think most people would agree with the statement that at some point in your life everyone hits rock bottom. Everyone has that moment when they think they sit there and just ask themselves, “What is the meaning of all of this ?”. Everything could be all good one day. Everything could make sense, until you reach that moment where you feel like you’re falling and cant seem to grab hold of anything. Most of us would just let it happen. Others would fight and try. I guess this poem reflects that moment of my life where everything seemed well and I don’t think I hit rock bottom yet, but I definitely have hit the point in my life where my life was a jigsaw puzzle. It sucks because you sit there and think that you knew how all the pieces fit together but realize that you are looking at a completely different image than what you expected. I’m pretty sure a lot of people could relate...

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Why Poetry?

So I started sharing poetry but I haven't really given any background on my work, where the inspiration comes from, & why I write in the first place. I spend a lot of time trying to figure out life. For the most part all of my poetry minus the stories are personal feelings & experience. Like most people I had a hard time expressing these feelings & didn't feel comfortable talking to people about them. & like most people they look for a way to let go, to release these feelings. I can't sing nor rap I won't try I'm horrible at it 😂 . But I did fine that poetry was something I was not horrible at. So that is the short version of how I came to love poetry. Enjoy & have a good day. ~4everPoetic

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Broken

14 pieces of my essence, of my heart lay shattered at my feet Left to fend for itself as it sits abandoned and uncared for How could you, my love, my joy, my everything abuse something so special How could you, my shield, my guardian, the person who promised to never hurt me shatter me so You were my happiest moment, my richest treasure and my greatest accomplishment But you left my world so cold and lonely You decided to drop you shield and sword, to release your hold and allow my already weakened heart to battle alone I am left with tears in my eyes, breathless and with tightness in my chest And though you leave me so you can pursue your own happiness nothing will ever change how i feel And though I am glad you are happy, nothing will change how you've left my heart... Broken