Not Afraid To Ask

Not afraid To Ask

Raheem DeVaughn charm wit a thugged out swagga

a freak between the sheets who's not afraid to hold me after

With style like PDiddy and creative like that N.E.R.D. Pherrell

the strong silent type who won't kiss and tell

A body like LL with the youthfulness of Young Lloyd or Chris Breezy

But he's gotta have experience and take his time like Maxwell

A down to earth brother is what I need

Sumthin like David Banner with the confidence of Young Jeezy

A dude who's mellow and laid back like Mos Def

Someone who won't hesitate to bring the heat

If you try to carry him to the left

A considerate man who is not afraid to show weakness

One who can distinguish the classy form the cheap shit

Deep brown skin tone sporting dreads like Tpain or the boy Weezy

He knows how to hit the spot and just what to do to please me

Sumthing bout Jim jones got me saying "A"

Leave the streets where they at and don't play where he lay

an enlightened dude like Common who can spark the L when things get thick

Like da boy Method

A man who exudes authority and I'll obey what he tells me

He can put it down like DMX in da movie Belly

A king like TI wit a homey, lover friend flow like RKelly

And he can have that sexy country grammar like da boy Nelly

Watch Out Boys She'll Chew you Up

The Huntress

Her appetite is building waiting until the moment is right

She devises her plan and keeps her blueprint tight

You won't see it coming and she's about to strike

Sizing up her prey it's too late you're already locked in her sights

No need for bait or decoys here she's already close enough to taste your fear

stealth like a jet yet easy as the breeze

like a tigress in the jungle

Queen bee in the swarm

I'm the huntress on the prowl constantly wanting more

Storm clouds loom and set the eerie scene

Rolling sounds of thunder

Fertile earth at her feet

Lightening illuminates the dark sky

Just then you might get a peek

As her eyes glow with hunger

your heart skips a beat

The fury of the huntress grows stronger and more fierce

She moves with the rhythm of nature

Slithering close to the ground

The she pounces like a lioness

Her prey is taken down

No one has the audacity or balls strong and brash

To purposefully cross the huntress' dangerous path

But if you have the misfortune of becoming the next one

Pray her hunger is strong and your pain won't last long

Her claws are like talons sharp as a samurai's blade

Her eyes pierce like like spears instantly you become her slave

Her precision is impeccable exact like a surgeons scalpel

Watch your back if the huntress is after you

Revenge is her motive and she makes it quite clear

Giving a much-needed lesson to those she's wasted tears

She's cold as ice and that's the way she prefers it

Like a vulture circling overhead

Once in her debt she must be fed

Pay back is a bitch

And there's no way to deter it

I am the huntress on the prowl

And my revenge will be

Perfect

Allow Me to Reintroduce Myself

Now I've Had my ups and downs with the opposite sex and most of my poetry will reflect my struggles. Please Be advised that I am in no way a malebasher or man hater, now maneater thats another story :). I love men flaws and all but I also love being a woman, we put up with a lot are stronger than we realize and we internalize what is given and give back 6 times more (good or bad). So this is my ode to women everwhere we should be celebrated, loved, revered and feared all at the same time.

Now thoes of you who were my friends on Myspace may already be familiar with some of the poems I post and I promise to bring you sumthing new and fresh on this blog. However I purposefully chose this poem as my first offical (peotry) post. Just to set the tone for my new friends letting folks know its time to strap in and prepare for the ride.

These are my confessions....

Woman Is She

Created from his rib to walk at his side

Abilities over his head

She's soft yet strong enough to cry

The seeds of the future are sewn in her womb

Rooted in mother earth her love will help them bloom

She uplifts her king and rears their childern

Cleans their palance from floor to ceiling

And still make love with overwhelming feeling

Cook up a meal like a Sunday feast

Powerful and dynamic

Woman is She

Can bleed for days and still bring forth life

Will go to battle in honor

always protects her seeds

Can feed a whole army with breadcrumbs and a tea leaf

Unafriad to fight for what is right

Benevolent and devoted

Woman is She

Man was incomplete without a companion you see

A small sacrifice and the creator fulfilled his dream

A partner twice his equal

With strength no man can speak to

The mold was broken when he created thee

Predominant and exceptional, superior and ethereal

Woman is She

Finally I've found You

Hello Dear readers,
I've been searching the Internet for a blog home to call my own and I feel I've found one. Therefore I hope you guys continue to read and follow me here. I've had this blog since May of last year and I'm gonna start using it as often as possible. I promise to keep it interesting, creative and fresh. Those who know me personally know that I am a pretty private person, but don't be surprised if you learn sumthings about your gurl you neva knew before. So at times this blog my rep the Shyone in me (the Damsel) and at times it'll show the boldone in me (Da Divah). Usually I am a rather shy individual but I feel my gift (writing) is meant to be shared with the world. So I hope you all enjoy reading my work as much as I enjoy creating it.

xoxoxo
The Shyone

PS
You feedback, comments and discussions are more than welcome


So enjoy "my confessions"...