Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by UbZoRbShUn, Jul 28, 2002.
WHY...oh why...and why...INDEED
with so much **** flying rampant in the streets
i don't know you
you don't know me
and so many other STDs
we've had our dance
now, please, go away
no bump and grind
with this brutha, today
if i misled you
my apologies, please
now, let my BALLS go
the other patrons can see.
YES...we men can be ***** at time...but, we mean well.
SEE YOU ON THE DANCE FLOOR.
go head sista girl handle your self !
sometimes men just don't get it
Thumbs Up On Both Of These Poems...but Baller.
This part of your sentence may be questionable if you are including all of yall men folk.
You said:we men can be ***** at time...but, we mean well.
You may be an exception I'm sure,
But there's so many baits
Men use for lure.
I have to agree with my sistah
Why some men play games?
A funny true story:
When I was single, I lived alone and like Zorb, I punched the clock and was ready to party on the weekend. Only I was in the habit of drinking whether I was driving or not. To make a long story short, a man whom I had been admiring for quite sometime came over to my table. I was with a girlfriend of mine who had drove her car that night. He brought me two beers and offered to take me home. We got in his car and he offered me a joint. I took the joint because at that time, I enjoyed getting high and that was my attempt to feel a void in my life. Well, as you may or may not know, pot will give you the hungries, so he offered to take me to McDonalds. I was hungry so a McDonalds hamburger and fries sounded good. Well after we down the food, he offered to take me home. I thought that was so gentleman of him. He could have offered to take me to a motel but he didn't. When he pulled up in front of my place. (right at my front door) I told him thanks and goodnight. I opened the passenger door, but so did he. I said, "Hey, where do you think you are going?" He said, "I coming inside with you.". I said, " I didn't invite you in, besides it's after 3am and I am going to bed."
He got out of the car anyway. It was at that time that I decided to give him his hamburger and fries back. He had a nice car. I warned him that I was about to uke2: throw up his food, he didn't believe me...so, I remained in the car with the door open and proceed to make myself throw up, the first batch hit the door and the street and that was all it took. He said oh no, you are f fin up my car...okay, okay just get the hell out of my car.
I got out and finished throwing up his hamburger and fries. I never saw him again. That's why I have side with Zorb on dis un brutha. But there are also a lot of aggressive women out there who assume that it is easy to get in every man's draws. My sons are not whores, yet women...espcially the white sistahs... are always shocked when my sons tell them...no.
So it goes both ways and I'm glad you ain like dat. Madd respect for ya.
hummmmm!!!! tyght scribe and flow i'm lovin dis show !
I've bout seent it all y'all. Clubbin was my scene and while my husband was over seas in Germany, it was a regular thang for me and my girls. Bruvuhz wuz in abundance and the dranks wuz flowin. AND I DIDN'T EVEN DRANK! Ok, there wuz one drank that wuz my favorite... anyway, I can't hold my liquor too well so when the brustuh tried to feel all up on my behind, I reacted kinda violent becuz it was not an invited type of thang. I had NOT been flirting but the very act of accepting a drank make them brustuz thank it's onnn. I got him in the nutz with my knee and his boys had to escort him out the joint. Now, I'm a friendly person basically, but I did find out that I'm a mean drunk... and so word got out at the club to just leave Shade's mean *** alone and let me dance on tha flo cuz if they touched me I would try to handicap a brutha. A club ain't no place to be trynna "catch" somebody no way. Most of the time peoples already got peoples at the crib, anyhow....looking for some fun for a night is a dangerous pasttime these days.
I'm feelin ya my sista. Oh and I don't drink in public anymore.
see what'cha done started up in hea, zorbie...got the sistahz bonding and ****. I LIKE THAT. by the way, i don't know about that exception thang...but, i'm not about trying to get the panties of hotties i don't know. and i don't be clubb'n no mo'. however, i do love a good chase.
I hope that was a lesson learned.
don't know how many times balls
can be grapped before any damage
Scribeaboutit! It helps.
YOU SO CRAZY!
Well it seems like sharing time to me...and now a little from me!
Been out there too when it was like a zoo. And nikka's used to
step to me even with my husband in tow. He was a lil man, so
they usually thought he was my brother or something.
Well one of these nights we had been partying hard and he stepped outside to have a toke...While I was moving my body on my seat, suddenly I found myself being pulled to my feet, this
brother was aggressive said he had been watching me all night long...said he was just waiting til they played his song...Now this was a slow dance song! Me and my husband had a rule, that I never would break. You can fast dance til you ache but slow dancing was strictly for him to partake. This brother had me by the arm...And I replied with my midwest/caribbean charm.
If you want to keep that arm you will release me now...or you may not live to regret it...That lil man you saw me with, is about to disable yo ****! Well he thought it was funny and I got a lil mad, so I too went for the most precious thing he had...so sad
they literally have to be grabbed by the nuts to understand...
NO MEANS NO! Well I am glad to this day my husband never saw that exchange, cause without a doubt...he would have taken big boy out!
Let's start with drinking in moderation. Keeping your head when all around you others are losing theirs...and that means men and women...no more splitting hairs!
I don't do the club scene anymore...unless it's Upscale or Comedy!
Love that thought provoking piece it's something to think about and talk about!
BLESSINGS ON YA HOUSE!
Yes my sista!
Though I have been divorced for five almost six years nothing stands out in my mind like that night. I mean if you not safe with ya husband/man then you have to take the matter into your hands, (pardon the pun), it was intended! I learned a valuable lesson in reading everyone's thoughts. We don't have to stop going out, but these men have to stop "Showing out"...
BLESSINGS ON YA HOUSE!
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