Phenomenal Woman
March 10, 2009
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Maya Angelou
no longer unlucky
I am no longer the unlucky girl. He has come. My luck has arrived. I hope this is it. Good things come to those who wait. I have waited patiently. Great things come when you don’t expect it to come. I am all smiles.
Homesick
from my old blog page
Written February 08, 2009
Two weeks ago.. I was in paradise I call home. I had the time of my life, the best 27 days, I can say. Leaving hurts,saying goodbye hurts. My heart broken, my whole being shattered. It was just too good, it hurts to the depth of my soul. but here I am back in this place again. cold and wet England. I am alone again. I am away from the place i call paradise.
17 going on 30
From my old blog page.
Written March 01 2009
Few more months, I will turn 30. Twelve or so years ago, I was 17 and wanted to be 30. 17 going on 30 is what i was wishing for. I wanted to grow old fast, be an adult and call myself a “yuppie”. 9 months to go my teenage wish will be granted. am i looking forward to it? No. I want the days, hours, minutes and seconds to stop. I want the time to just stop. I seriously want it to stop. As I am approaching it, I am wishing to be 17 again and make life easier. Life seems to be so easy when you’re young and as we grow older things become pretty complicated. Yes alot of complications i have in my life and I make that complications more complicated. Do i make sense here? I guess not? Im just bored at 29 and don’t know what else to write. Im 29 going on 30 in a few months. scary. I will be in the 30’s soon. About 300 more sleeps… tick tock tick tock… I have set my phone alarm on December 15, 2009, I will definitely press the snooze button and go back to sleep. Who wants to celebrate? dont wanna definitely,I’d rather sleep.
bad habits..
written in 2008
am i a girl with bad habits?
I smoke. is that bad?
I drink. is that bad?
I party. is that bad?
A poem written for Mayen
When It Rains, Love Pours..
When It Rains, Love Pours
Gray clouds cast shadows upon me
Depressing “Palls of Doom”, floating
Gazing through the gale, I see her
Her silhouette allows me to walk on water
I must fly on the wings of a steel bird
Hyperspace, an impossible and surreal option
My lips are wishing to land on her
My hands wanting to illuminate
And illustrate how soft and smooth she is
What will bring her to me?
Not the snake that I live within
But my heart, which wants her now
It wants to beat next to hers
Holding onto its desire with faithfulness
Mel Jr.
April 11,1999
Lucky
From my old blog… written early 2008
Lucky
She is one such lucky girl.I don’t have a clue who she is, how she looks. I dont know if she is pretty or not but all i know is that she is very lucky. She ended up with a man that will take care and protect her. I wish I am in her shoes. I know there are lots of fish in the sea and that lucky girl got the best catch there is. . Lucky her. and unlucky me…I set that man free. Why did i ever let him go and gave him away. Here I am now.. miserable, forever depressed and unhappy. Loneliness is tearing my soul.. my heart. I am living with the memories i have kept in my heart. why did i ever let him go? Why… I am stupid.
Someday?
From my old blog page
Written July 2008
Few years back, I thought i found the one. Gave him everything, but i lost him.
will i ever find the one someday? will i ever fall in love again? Someday? One day? I am tired of hoping, crying, wishing. will i find someone? someday? is there someone out there for me? someday? will someone love me the way he did? Someday?
