BMF's Urban Hang Suite

[BlackManFux]

Hey, Handsome! *S*

Happy Hump Day! *hugs*

Hey Sexy Lady!!!

 

[BlackManFux]

Woohoo! Just the man of the hour...Jodeci...what the hell happened to him anyways?

(Goes to show I don't keep track of the RnB/HipHop world.)

Thanks man!

you got it!

 

[BlackManFux]

Very good sir.

Thank you, diva!

 

[BlackManFux]

Giving this a go:


Free and Easy, Take IV

whispers spar in the presence
of leaves that willow.

time shuffles from day to day,

days coincide to mere whimpers.

my thoughts always return
to the heart of the matter.

if not today, then tomorrow
if yesterday, why not the day before?

Great debut, BG. Welcome to the thread!

 

[BlackManFux]

Drops iPhone*

HolyMotherFuckingShit

Yesterday they were socks, now they're sex on a stick cotton awesomeness..........

*pulls up candy cane ankle socks*

Are these that hot too?

When you stretch them do they at least touch your calf?

 

[Sensualdreamer]

Wow, so very relevant today! IDK if it's just NY or if the young unwed mother phenomena is nation-wide, but the poem nails it SD!!! Amazing job! Standing O!

SD, I read this before working out last night. I couldn't forget it. So much emotion. Thanks for continually honoring this thread.

Thank you both...

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BMF your thread has become a MUST...all of the writing, it speaks to me on SO many levels, some that make me wanna hold my breath as I read the words, others just making me wanna cry, some that just make my eyes sparkle and through it all my soul is fed...thank you for this thread

 

[Canbe4fun]

Hey BMF I think this fits the vibe

Holding my breath as two paths cross
To continue on, my heart fears loss
Do I straddle the line between the two
Do I risk it all or is happiness through

So many things do cross my mind
Confusion, desire, a moment to find
Why do we deny ourselves some caring
Why is it wrong some love of sharing

To live is to be among others of kind
This is a need, like breath deep inside
Too many do live alone in their thoughts
Unable to move, to address their wants

To escape to a place that is warm and accepting
Perhaps forbidden, but desires are tempting
To reach beyond what is hidden from ones sight
To connect with a soul that fills you with light

Is it too much to ask with these moments of few
To enjoy, take in, to be a new you
We all need a chance to reach for desire
to be consumed, and caught up in our hearts fire

Mistakes can be made, and courage is needed
Warnings from friends are heard but not heeded
To live is to experience, and be open to chance
To believe that even you can get in the dance

Reaching beyond comfort is scary,
but not to try at all is worse
Let chance define you fairly
Let life’s risks add to your verse

Experience life my brothers and sisters

 

[blackgrease]

Thanks man! I'll have to dig up some more of my writing. We'll see!

 

[Canbe4fun]

Challenges abound, how does one be all they can be to all. Let me know the Secret BMF!!!

 

[BlackManFux]

Challenges abound, how does one be all they can be to all. Let me know the Secret BMF!!!

Whatev. Just be who you are, and bump anyone who can't stand the shine! Lol..awesome poem, Can.

 

[RedheadedSub]

LOVE your sig CANBE!!

 

[Canbe4fun]

Hey thanks - I appreciate your beautiful pictures on yours. :Rose:

 

[RedheadedSub]

Hey thanks - I appreciate your beautiful pictures on yours. :Rose:

Well thank you!
I should be updating soon-- fell behind a bit on that thread




(sorry BMF I hijacked a bit Forgive me? *batts eyelashes*)

 

[BlackManFux]

Well thank you!
I should be updating soon-- fell behind a bit on that thread




(sorry BMF I hijacked a bit Forgive me? *batts eyelashes*)

You're good. Go ahead. I'll take another one of those kisses though....

 

[RedheadedSub]

And If I say no?

 

[BlackManFux]

And If I say no?

Then you pay in other ways.....

 

[RedheadedSub]

Then you pay in other ways.....

May not be a bad thing

 

[Sensualdreamer]

My father was in the USMC and I wrote this when I was about 13, or 14...there were times when my father worked a 2nd job to be able to provide for us...and as such the "father-daughter" time was non existant.

Tomorrow night he'll play with me,
that's what the young girl said
As she slowly climbed the lonely stairs
and put herself to bed.

I know my daddy loves me
she kept saying in her head
He's such a very busy man
and he must work instead.

But somehow deep inside
she knew that it was true
that tomorrow wouldn't come
for the next day's busy too.

Still weeks pass by
and turn to years
The little girl is waiting
although it is with tears

The little girl has grown
and she has teenage fears
Oh why won't daddy talk with me
but this is all she hears

I'll talk with you tomorrow night
I'm awfully busy right now
I really want to talk to you
but can't find the time somehow

And so she climbs the stairs
Her tender heart so crushed
by all the years she was put off
by a daddy always rushed.

 

[SweetMystery]

*slips in quietly after hours*

That’s me…over there…
The one in the corner
On the back row.
No…don’t look.
I won’t look back.
Eyes downcast.
I just like to sit
And listen.
Let the words flow over
Enter my mind
And float around awhile.
They all strike chords.
Memories, you know.
But I’ll just be quiet
My words whispered
Quietly, softly.
I smile, but to myself.
Not a lot of people.
Just enough actually
To hide behind.
I was once there…
Where you are now.
It was nice for awhile.
Now it’s just easier,
Safer, you understand.
In the corner
On the back row.

 

[BradBigBrain]

For real, you're welcome to post anytime.

OK...but if I post poetry...it'll prolly be someone else's.

 

[BradBigBrain]

You Upset Me Baby (Joe Bonamassa version) Original by BB King
Yes, she's thirty-six in the bust
Twenty-eight in the waist
Forty-four on the hip
She's got some crazy legs

You upset me, baby
yes, you upsets me, baby
Like bein' hit by a fallin' tree
Woman, what you do to me

Well, she's not too tall
Complexion is fair
It knocks me out
The way she wears her hair

You upsets me, baby
You upsets me, baby
Like bein' hit by a fallin' tree
Woman, what you do to me

Well, I try to describe her
It's hard to stop
I better stop now
In case I got a weak heart

 

[Jinxi Minxi]

My father was in the USMC and I wrote this when I was about 13, or 14...there were times when my father worked a 2nd job to be able to provide for us...and as such the "father-daughter" time was non existant.

Tomorrow night he'll play with me,
that's what the young girl said
As she slowly climbed the lonely stairs
and put herself to bed.

I know my daddy loves me
she kept saying in her head
He's such a very busy man
and he must work instead.

But somehow deep inside
she knew that it was true
that tomorrow wouldn't come
for the next day's busy too.

Still weeks pass by
and turn to years
The little girl is waiting
although it is with tears

The little girl has grown
and she has teenage fears
Oh why won't daddy talk with me
but this is all she hears

I'll talk with you tomorrow night
I'm awfully busy right now
I really want to talk to you
but can't find the time somehow

And so she climbs the stairs
Her tender heart so crushed
by all the years she was put off
by a daddy always rushed.

I love this poem SD! It is both sad and sweet. It touched a nerve for me when I read it for I too have been through this, not just with my Father, but with my Mother too. Still, all is right in my world now, just like how yours has turned out too, I'm sure.

 

[DarkSidEclipse]

*slips in quietly after hours*

That’s me…over there…
The one in the corner
On the back row.
No…don’t look.
I won’t look back.
Eyes downcast.
I just like to sit
And listen.
Let the words flow over
Enter my mind
And float around awhile.
They all strike chords.
Memories, you know.
But I’ll just be quiet
My words whispered
Quietly, softly.
I smile, but to myself.
Not a lot of people.
Just enough actually
To hide behind.
I was once there…
Where you are now.
It was nice for awhile.
Now it’s just easier,
Safer, you understand.
In the corner
On the back row.

Awesome :bigthumb:

 

[Sensualdreamer]

I love this poem SD! It is both sad and sweet. It touched a nerve for me when I read it for I too have been through this, not just with my Father, but with my Mother too. Still, all is right in my world now, just like how yours has turned out too, I'm sure.

It's funny how one relationship is crumbling (husband) that I start to realise how much a source of strength my father is, and I'm thankful in recent years my relationship w/ him has grown.

Thank you BB

 

[BlackManFux]

*slips in quietly after hours*

That’s me…over there…
The one in the corner
On the back row.
No…don’t look.
I won’t look back.
Eyes downcast.
I just like to sit
And listen.
Let the words flow over
Enter my mind
And float around awhile.
They all strike chords.
Memories, you know.
But I’ll just be quiet
My words whispered
Quietly, softly.
I smile, but to myself.
Not a lot of people.
Just enough actually
To hide behind.
I was once there…
Where you are now.
It was nice for awhile.
Now it’s just easier,
Safer, you understand.
In the corner
On the back row.

Welcome Mystery! Great poem!