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Joined: 8/28/2008

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Guys, The Odds Are Against You. Posted: 2/20/2009 6:32:41 PM
First of all the odds are not against us. If you truly believe that, then you dont understand dating. Second, as fellow replier Krimson spider said, you have to take this with a grain of salt. It seems like alot of men are whining. Cut it out! Its not sexy. This site should be your sh##ts and giggles back up. Not your sole source for finding women or a woman (for those of you who prefer to be with just one) in your lives..... JESUS!

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Internet dating: sucks for guys, good for women. Posted: 2/16/2009 8:27:37 PM
Lol, I say take it with a grain of salt. So it is true. So women are picky and men lose out. Even the men who IRL may have a bit of game in them. SO WHAT! This site should be the distant back up plan, not a true means to find what youre looking for. Is it fair, no it isnt fair, but the solution is not to cry about it. (not that you are whining).... Oh for christsakes this post was written dam near 4 years ago. JESUS! Im sure youve moved on by now.

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Dating in the real world Vs Online Posted: 2/16/2009 8:08:27 PM
I also have to agree with what sensuous said. Nothing beats the live feeling you get when you are next to someone or when you approach them.

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Dating in the real world Vs Online Posted: 2/16/2009 8:06:02 PM
Real world wins my friend. Its easier and for the most part, fun in my experience. Nothing beats your emotion and feeling when you just walk up to a woman you are attracted to and start a conversation with the intent to let her know you have her intrest and you could care less of the out come. Online (especially this site) tends to be far less formal, but way more picky. It kinda seems like a competitive contest of sorts. It can at times, have its moments of glory, but online isnt something you should hang your hat on. It should be the back-up, not the main event. :)

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Being Observant Posted: 2/16/2009 8:01:06 PM
I think it differs with every person. Some people can see that they too, had a share in their mishaps, and others cannot. In regard to being fit to date or be in an ltr, you first have to know what you want as a person. Do you really want an ltr? Do you want it with just one person? Can you handle that? Can you handle dating? Dating more than one person? ALOT of people have no clue as to what they want. They only know they have to have someone. Sometimes we as people cant even figure out our feelings as to what we expect when we date or decide to go at it long term with someone(s) I think for me that was the greatest challenge knowing what I wanted before i even began to play.

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Personal Hygiene/First Impressions Posted: 2/16/2009 7:46:03 PM
I have to agree on the ciggarette thing. To see that in a woman is a near auto turn off, let alone the odor that comes with it. I remember one girl i was interested in. I thought she was really cool and all until she popped a cigarette in. Her gums were pink and her teeth werent yellow, in fact they were white, but her whole body reeked of marlbro. That.... thats... man.. it just aint cool.

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Being in The Right League Posted: 2/16/2009 7:29:15 PM
I never believed there was a league. You swing hard and swing for the fence hoping to hit your home run. Sometimes it goes over, sometimes you get a single or a double, and on rare occasions you even get a triple, but you always swing for that homerun because HE/SHE is what you know that you deserve. Another thing to see that you have to take it as a grain of salt. What is attractive to me may not be attractive to you and visa versa.

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When a woman is so beautiful you can't approach her. Posted: 2/8/2009 8:22:46 PM
LOL, i used to think there were women out of my league. Then i changed my thinking. You cant be intimidated just because shes beautiful, for all you know that may be all shes got, then what, you waste all that time wondering and when you finally get the balls to approach her shes an air head. Nothing worse my friend. (I am in no means saying that all beautful women are air heads, its just an example) Focus on remaining calm and smiling in your interactions. That will go along way to eroding how you approach people, let alone beautiful women period.

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The Dreaded Are You Interested? Posted: 2/8/2009 8:16:46 PM
I suppose it depends on the tonality. Perhaps they have tried everything and havent gotten the responses they desired so they chose that option. It does appear that they are coming on too strong. Perhaps in the future when you reject them you can ask them to engage other women they contact in conversation to draw up interest as oppose to putting you on the spot.

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Are men more attracted to women that play hard to get? Posted: 2/8/2009 8:12:30 PM
Good Idea. The good things in life are always worth fighting for. If you consider yourself a good thing, make them earn it, but dont go overboard with it.

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Do men realy think that blonds are more attractive? Posted: 2/8/2009 8:09:57 PM
I disagree. Ive noticed that almost all the women ive found and attraction for seem to be brunette. At the end of the day though you have to take it with a grain of salt. Suppose as a guy youre attracted to a woman who has brunette hair, but she just dyed it? Or what if there was a woman who was brunette whom you might have found atractive and she dyes her hair. Suppose then you like her even more. It isnt because shes blonde. Its because blonde actually looks better on her. The same can be said if you were blonde and you switched your hair to another color. That other color might suit your natural look/beauty better.

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Are we all commitment phobic?? Posted: 2/8/2009 8:05:54 PM
We are to one degree or another. To say that no one wants to meet is not accurate. People do want to meet. It really depends on one of 2 things. 1. Comfort from both parties and 2. comfort from the female. In the first instance if both guy and girl are comfortable and a solid level of communication has been established prior, meeting wont be an issue. The same goes for the second issue if it is the guy persuing the woman. If he doesnt build any comfort, they arent meeting. Its as simple as that. I say this because women have far more to lose in a meet than men. This does not in any means negate the fact that there are some strange women on this site (let alone the world) but that women face a greater risk in meeting men than visa versa. :)

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EMPTY LOVE: THE MISS SERIES Posted: 9/8/2008 4:42:45 PM
"Miss Jeanine" 41 Lines I always consider you the one I should have stopped to listen to, For long before I liked you I saw clearly that you liked me, But I obliterated you, didnt even think of you in that way about me, I paid dearly for it when I finally came to in 6th grade, You decided meanwhile to upgrade, "Thats not fair!" I would shout to myself and even think, You decided to get a booty and boobs in a blink, And I wasnt the only one who used to gawk in astonishment, Just about all of the boys did from the 3rd grade on up. No small feat or accomplsihment, Every time you ran it was like slow motion, And everytime in my head there was a repeat of regret, like a constant locomotion, I remember it clear as day when I walked by your house on my way home sometimes from the store, Then and there I should haved acted and implored, Sought you out and stuck with you, gave you a chance, followed you through, Walked right up through your shyness at age 9 even though I had no clue, You would blossom right out of the blue, You were like a summer time love lasting the same length but stretched over what felt like a year, Ugh, the stench, the sight, the smell of fear, Reigned with me, because the tables had turned, I didnt know how to light the fire that was once lit in you, I didnt know how to make those big brown eyes turn to me and do what they do, Best, which is draw my attention, And make my intention, change toward you, During lunch time a few of the boys would chase you and grab your butt, And you would chase them right back full of joy and with a strut, I wanted to play, I wanted to joined right in, But I had my chance, and lost it way back when, That was my price for missing out on you, Daily this went on and you never knew nor had a clue, That the tables were turned and the day dreaming flipped, That it was me who was the shy one now and had seen it hit me full circle, eclipped, I remember a few years down the road, Off into high school both of us were 14, Your friend for life Janet sowed, The same seeds prior to my teens, That she did when I was 9 and 10, That you really did like me, but figured I didnt want you as you would intend, Truth is I would of gave you a shot, And saved myself the 6th grade pain of liking you alot.

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EMPTY LOVE: THE MISS SERIES Posted: 9/8/2008 4:16:33 PM
"Miss Jenkins" 13 Lines In the depths of myself I guess you were the first female that I fell deeply for, The one I really wanted then, the one I wanted to adore, I mean I liked everything about you, I could find no wrong, No harm, All I wanted was you around my arm, And to hold you and im not sure much else, What else can a 9 year old and a 10 year old do, Outside of holding hands and kissing, which in my eyes would more than do, With time running out my chances grew slimmer and slimmer, No chance for me to come up as a winner, I hadnt learned to take that step, And go through the fire whether I recieved joy, or sat and wept, So from afar, you were always on my mind, A young empty lover, who yearned for the same from you in kind.

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EMPTY LOVE: THE MISS SERIES Posted: 9/8/2008 4:07:37 PM
"Miss Latasha" 24 Lines Well whoda thought 4th grade would bring, A breath of fresh air full of spring, Sunshine and happiness all abound, The prettiest girl Id ever seen around, It went hard and bad that people thought I laughed at you went you told the horrible story, Of your fathers death and his fall from glory, Truth is I did laugh, but not at his misfortune, How do you explain that a nervous tick to laugh when people are trying to be serious is my own misfortune, To this day it is still there, not showing up often, but on occasion such as when you spoke, Sometimes I wish I could take a stick and poke, The laughter and slap him in the face, To let him know to shut up and stay in his place, But I also know it is the same joy that dwells in me, just wanting to come out and play when it isnt play time, Ill get him straight, make him reach his potential, his prime, And like almost all girls I liked around this time, I never had it in me to make you mine, Well not mine, but together like the others were, Too shy, too timid, too scared to see what it would be like to have something called you and me, Its many years later and I know that mistake is why it could never be.

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EMPTY LOVE: THE MISS SERIES Posted: 9/8/2008 3:55:31 PM
"Miss Tina" 16 Lines Jesus I was only 6 and you were becoming woman at 13, But in those days it was you who Id day dream, About and want as my own, To be free and roam, And do as lovers do, Neither one of us could really tell to be true, I think of all the females ive liked you were the one I had the best connection, We lived closer to each other than the white lines that meet to make an intersection, Sitting cross legged and talking to one another, I really dont remember what it was about, but I knew we liked being around each other, And I havent forgot, you were kinda mean at times, But I figured you changed your ways and turned your frown of limes, Upside down and found out, I wasnt so bad as it turned out, Too bad I left with out a whim, without a trace, Never had a real chance to say good bye from the red bricked apartment place.

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KING'S CORNER (THE DESIRE TO BE KING) Posted: 9/4/2008 11:25:11 AM
The Desire To Be King 18 Lines Yes I desire to rule, and rule with an Iron fist, Ahh but there is a wicked twist, I dont want to rule you, or people in general, just me silly, Absolute dominion over who I am, the ability to be my own "Free Willy", How I move, how I function, how I run, How I interact, how I have fun, How I see the world around me, How I shape what will create an atmosphere of happy, You think, well you already got that, you are already KING, You already have the right to create your own human being, Yes your right, I do have that right, But there is a difference between having the right and excercising it with all your might, Calling it into existence, making it who I am, Now that to me is the real plan, Because we dont always rule ourselves in a way that brings us life fulfillment, Instead we are in forever need of self improvement, But not anymore, im taking ownership of me, Will it lead to what I desire, Who knows? We shall see what we shall see.

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KING'S CORNER (The Day I saw myself in the Mirror for the first time) Posted: 9/4/2008 11:22:29 AM
The day I saw myself in the Mirror for the first time 29 Lines Well, there I stood, I guess I was about 3 foot 8 maybe 4 feet, Plenty of blood moving and a sound heartbeat, I stood looking at what I thought could not be true, No! I thought, this is worse than anything I ever knew, Kids often teased me and called me ugly, but I never believed it to be true, I always thought that yeah you know, im a little on the side that says attraction, Upward on the scale, never a fraction, Below that of pretty, also known as ugly, But the mirror had a truth, one that made me feel bruised,like a game of rugby, I looked and was horrified, I instantly knew that average was as far as I could go, Nothing I could do, nothing there to show, But I wouldnt give up, I had plenty of fight, I would be handsome with all my might, I tried shifting my face, twisting it in every way I could, I tried pulling my face off in the hopes that the real, more attractive one would, Show up and put up a exhausted smile on my face, But no, nothing could change the face, That I would have to get accustomed to for years to come, Saddened I tried a last resort, a final sum, I stood perfectly still, closed my eyes and wished it away, Hoping that it would be a different me, a different face, looking back at me that day, I squinted my eyes as tight as I could, Give it all I had, I even knocked on wood, But when I opened them it was the same face, nothing more, Except painful eyes and tears that rolled forom that face to the floor.

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KING'S CORNER (RISE AND FALL, PASSERBY, AND NO TIME TO THINK) Posted: 9/4/2008 11:11:49 AM
Rise and Fall 6 Lines Rise and fall, seems to be the routine, Constant like high school lunch at the cantine, No change or hope for one, only a steady, Dose of the same ole sh&t, Are you ready? Doesnt matter cause up we go, Were rising again, where to, How the F*ck should I know. Passerby 4 Lines Here comes the wind, I brace for comfort and peace, Like cupids brief visit I cherish every moment until it will cease, Gone, without a trace, a free spirit come to visit me, Put me to sleep, make me smile, make me happy. No time to Think 4 Lines What feels like an eternity is but 3 seconds, You cant believe you are doing it, you just know that the inevitable beckons, The next step, the point of no return, BAM! You did it! Now all thats left is joy or regret and if you regret did you learn?

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KING'S CORNER (WEIGHED AND MEASURED) Posted: 9/4/2008 11:08:33 AM
Weighed and Measured 48 Lines I kept this to myself, no one ever knew, Not even me, buried forever, thought I was through, Till I was 12, and that painful reminder came at me hard, face to face, I was rummaging through my thoughts lace by lace, John Muir high, summer school was the place, Never thinking, Id face me again, Till 4 young girls decided that I would do that and more from within, I was sitting, studious in my work, well on my way to finishing it, Paying no one, not even the cute girls I liked any mind, I was pimping my school work, hard on the grind, But the soft ears I have decided to drift a little and hear what was around, Listen to see what was abound, And boy did they catch something, something I wished they had not, Something that stands as the most humiliating thing that ever occured to me, as it ought, These chicks were laughing at me because I had a huge hole in my pants, Something I completely forgot, my head was now in an embarassing array of rants, I turned red, and closed my legs because I had been swinging them so freely, All about my school work dedicated instensly, But that flaw, that fatal flaw I pledged earlier in the morning to hide hit me smack in the face, The fact that I was a poor child took its place, But it got worse, far worse, that is embarassing, but a wound that can easily heal, What came next was pain for real, The 4 girls took it upon themselves to judge me, One by one they stood beside me, Ohh hes ugly One SHOUTED, OMG, id never go out with him another imaprted, They took their turns stabbing me with emotional wounds that left scars to this day, There are 2 that stand out more than ever anyway, One girl stood next to me and said, "well, hes not ugly, but hes not cute either, What the ****? Just as I suspected, and I think she was being nice, There that day laid no sugar, no spice, That same girl then regretted her comments as she said, one day, hell be rich and hell show us all, you watch, Hard to believe seeing I was the kid whose crotch, Was just a swaying around for them to see, Moving about quite freely, Since then, I have always wanted to prove her right, Be wealthy with all my might, Transform into the swan who was once and ugly duckling, And show them that there are consequences for their harsh words and chuckling, But, that day hasnt come, 15 years later im still on the course, on the run, No fundamentals were put in place so that I can learn sooner and not now, Instead im taking my steps with a pow, ow! Hopefully now I can take my place, And show them all, im just as human as you are in what we call the human race.

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EMPTY LOVE: THE "MISS" SERIES Posted: 9/3/2008 3:18:07 PM
This thread is dedicated to really all the females that ive liked and did nothing about as a child and teen coming up. My original poem called all the girls I lost told a mini tale of each, but I thought it only fair to do justice to these women and give them their own poem. As always, feed back is appreciated. Enjoy! Also, I will now emplement the number of lines every poem is. It is something I have done since I started writing poetry. "Miss" Tiff To this day I really dont know why I liked you, Im going with the fact that you were my neighbor, But you werent physically attractive to me, I dont get it, As for you crossing paths with me, I dont regret it, Yeah I remember you now, Goggle glasses and all, Pig tails and often a fall, Yup! Youd get all pretty, and fall on your face, You actually looked better without those glasses across your face, Oh well, I was more into transformers than I was into you, Hope life has done you great, and that it will see you through. "Miss" Harris Still in the childhood days, It was 3rd grade, full of many heatdays and water sprays, You really caught my eye, They rarely left you, When we went home I used to dream about you, I always played the savior, the one to capture you, Away from the bad guys who were all around you, I called my self Turbo, as if I was superman, Faster than a Lamborghini in the smoothest sand, Comical as it sounds, it meant alot to me, It was something I wished you could see, Not necessarily in that way, But how I felt for you night and day, I look back, not knowing how it should be, What could I offer you, not even an ice cream for free, Nonetheless I would have been sincere, Glad you were mine and mine alone to presevere, For how long, I really dont know, Long enough at least to create a greater memory, one that over time would flow.

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KING'S CORNER (THE WEDDING) Posted: 9/3/2008 1:59:13 PM
The Wedding Oh, my dress is too long, I need to get refit, My shoes dont match, everything must be perfect, tat for tit, Today it is all about me, I get to be princess and everyone will adore me, I'll be showered and flowered and many will emplore me, Oh you look so nice, oh youre so beautiful, And he well, well he looks dutiful, The guy whose just happy to be here, Full of ignorance and fear, For if he says a single thing, gives even a thought process he is ate up as if he were great white shark meat, A stoic zombie is his defeat,OH hell no! Wait a minute! Stop this shit, Princess for a day while im a tag along who wont quit, No, no were doing this my way, flip the switch, Lets see what happens when its about me whose getting hitched, No, my suits not right, I wanted red, not blue, the tail of this coat has to sway, So that I, am admired from far away,When they stand up I will walk down the isle in a radiant confident glory, Wowing all those who are begging for a story, Rose pedals from children wont fall, Nah, instead they will fall from a spilling waterfall, Whose stream will be on either side, And have the sounds of spring glisten as they whisle by, You can stand oh I dunno, up there I guess, Not too close, youll mess up the red suit that took two weeks to get just right, So that I radiate no matter which way I turn in the light, When were done, the pastor says you may kiss the groom, OMG!, look, hes crying, the women say asas the bride and he embrace for a kiss in a room, Full of people who are seeing this from a new perspective, Ahh yes that is the objective, Interesting, but still childish to me, For in the end, no one is happy, If the wedding should be a big deal, then it should be a big deal for 2, Two people are becoming one, this isnt all about you, And your silly super long dresses, Or your over priced, tuxedo suits, And the mother of all make up designs, That will leave your face full of intwines, This is about two, both share the glory of their special day, Honor him as you honor her, King him as you ADORE her, Do whatever it takes, Change the style, even if it means you loose the flowers and throw corn flakes, Men, dont be afraid to take part in the day either, Its yours as much as it is hers, Dream desgin and imput your share so that you too can receive the same attention, Later on that night, or on the honeymoon you can put each other in detention, Ahh, I think the pen has said enough, Angered by what hes seen, he went in and wrote something he found too tough, And shed light to give things a twist, a new thought, To see if humans can take a closer look at the practices that they do, which they ought.

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KING'S CORNER (WHEN WE HELD HANDS) Posted: 9/3/2008 1:55:27 PM
When we held hands Summertime, 1996, I was 15, one below 1 six, This moment is a culmination of what I felt, what she felt, what we felt then and there, The joining of two as one, hearts culminated into a higher lair, Granted, in the grand scheme of things I was simply the nice guy hearing her fall from glory, Body language however, tells another story, I played the part of listener to perfection, empathy well in hand, That day I was rewarded in a way I have yet to understand, She rambled on and on about her present boyfriend, he soon became her ex, With better skill and understanding women, it wouldnt surprise me if wed have sex, No, no maybe not, I was very religious then, Too much pressure to deal with from within, So there she talked as we walked, Side by side and then it just kinda happened, We held hands, like magnets pulled together or to marshmellows burned side by side, fattened, The height of my romance, so to speak, Those 4 minutes, felt like a week, slow motion, slow movment, all that was needed was tounge and cheek, I swear to god I wanted to kiss her, in mid sentence and with my lips say, "HERE is what your heart should have, can have, deserves to have, deserves to be, Put your sorrows and tears down and lay your comfort in me, I played good guy, but wanted to become the savior, Capture her from what I thought was evil, bad behavior, Caress her hair and feel the softness of her skin, Make the pain she was feeling turn into joy from within, Hold her in my arms, tell her it would be ok, Make out with her I suppose, be content of my victory that day, Smile and see her smile right back, But thats not what happened, ahh youve hit earth, welcome back Jack. I eventually walked her to her dorm, and made an about face, Happy I held hands, but dismayed that I had no grace, To be the hero I should have become, To which then I would have a welcome, Chance at being her partner, her clyde, her teenage boy becoming a man, But thats the best I could do, I did what can

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KING'S CORNER (DATING RULES) Posted: 9/3/2008 1:51:40 PM
Dating rules Are there rules? You betcha, Does anyone want to tell you what they are and what they mean, nope, dont have ta, No one wants to break them down because it is assumed that out of thin air you should just know, That magically like pie in the sky you should just glow, And if you dont, oh well, youre assed out, Youre not a natural, find the hardest way you can to figure it out, Yes I hate that too, it is such a pain in the ass, Why cant you just walk up to a woman and say, Lookie here sweet lass, Youre attractive and youve caught my eye, What do you say you and I chat sometime? Or if your the woman, stop playing the I expect him to do it all role and do the same thing, And see what comes of the you and him thing, While not getting butt hurt if they say no, But instead moving on to the next person on the go, No, we cant, we cant do that, We let a system, a program, that is unspoken but followed, run our dating lives, Its so bad relationships break apart, they are known as husbands and wives, We dont get out of the if I do this, shell like this, Or if we play cat and mouse, he wont act like this, Granted, there might be a thing or 2 you just cannot do, But you shouldnt have to be a robot, you shouldnt have to be more than you, Some say that it is instinctual, that women subconciously pick men in a protecting provider and care for the young way, If thats the case then the dating game is impossible to sway,To a theme, a song thats different and easy to learn, Instead of the pain in the ass way we go about and earn, I really can go on and on about this, but that wont be, I just thought I give this thread a jolt, so there is another opinion to see.

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KING'S CORNER (THE INITIAL CONFLICT OF DATING) Posted: 9/3/2008 1:49:20 PM
The Initial conflict of dating Womans Perspective(inside her head) ..... Oh I think hes cute. I should go talk to him, No if I do that, hell think im desperate, on a whim, To get in his pants, which after these few minutes ive given him the green light, But dam why wont he come over here and chat with me tonight, Ive already asked my lady friends, they concured I should let him come to me, Let him figure out mysteriously, magically,That im into him, Want to date him, maybe want to be with him, Oh I know, Ill give him he look, Ill lock eyes, all women can do that, There ya go, that ill get him to pick up the slack, Ill smile, and look dead at him, you better look back, What? He looked but hes not on track..... Damn... maybe hes not interested,** it! Ill even walk by him and smile, yes, that ill work, Hell have to do the rest after that, maybe hell give me a sly smirk, Wiat no no no no no! He sdmile and turned away, Shit im shy too but I cant make him play, This, this is his part, he has to meet me 80/20, As in I go 20 he comes 80,Alright last resort, im all in, this time walking to the bathroom ill smile again and say hi, Yeah that ill work, hell surely respond then, What the F##k? Man whats up with him? Come on man, take that move, all you gotta do is say how are ya after you say hi, Im not that damn goodlooking. Or maybe I am, let me touch up my face, Cant have him finally come and I have my make up all over the place, Aww forget it, on to the next guy, I guess he is either gay, concited or too shy. Mans Perspective (Inside his head) Wow shes hot, an 8.5 out of 10, Man, it be nice to be more than a friend, With this one, shes got a booty, pretty hair and a pretty face, Wow, I wonder what it be like to make out with her all over the place? Oh shit shes staring, should I go,? She locked eyes man its time to start the show,All you youve got to do is let her know, That youre interested in her, Let her know that she is intriuging to you, And as you talk to her, you know the rest, You lose nothing, and gain everything at best, Come on man, get off your ass, lets go, lets go! move it! Otherwise chad over there is gonaa be the one to get it, And youll be playing the I coulda woulda shoulda game, Jesus man youre F&king lame,Oh shit shes coming, shes coming this way, Whoa shes even smiling at me, cuter up close than from far away, There ya go, smile back boy, good job, Now take the next step when she comes back before ya get robbed, No, no no no no no! Youre fu*&ing up man, All you gotta do is say hi, Why, oh god, why ask why?Wow, its 15 minutes later and youve done nothing, Are your balls in a shrink or something? Yeah they are, they are in hideout, Send them to exile, a sold wipeout, Oh shit get ready get ready man heres she comes one more time, Time to shine or youll regret this down the line,WHAT? Hi? Is that all you can say, is that all you can do? Aww man what the hell is wrong with you? She was begging you , I mean begging you to say anything past hi, But like the jackass youve become, you let another beauty slip, anotther beauty fly, Youve got to reframe your thinking and strentgthen your game, Cause all of your buddies got chicks and youre going home to wank till youre insane. OBJECTIVE PERSPECTIVE You, guy who has no balls, just get up and tell her whats up, Go! Even if you fail, You lose nothing, you wont even get hate mail, Stand up straight for godsakes, Exude anything other than the meekness your soul intakes, Learn to look her in the eyes when and if she even decides to acknowledge your existence, Especially if you two should talk, a sign of persistence, And you, woman, you like him, get off your ass and do something about it, Dont tell him hi or look at him, hes a guy, guys dont have the SKILL to understand that shit, You have to be literal, to legit to quit,He will not pie in the sky come to you, just doesnt work, He isnt psychic, Magically knowing what thoughts in your brain lurk, Well its not my fault if he cant pick up my signals, Then if thats your take, you didnt want him in the first place, You are stuck in a fantasy wating for magic and grace,Both of you, all you need to do is put the ball in the others court, And THEN, see how the two of you can build a fort, Well thats my take on it, just an objective look, This poem is long enough to be a chapter in a book!

Joined: 8/28/2008

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KING'S CORNER (GRIPPING) Posted: 9/3/2008 1:42:38 PM
Gripping It started out a normal day, Just another summer night in Downtown L.A, There was 1, 2, 3, no 9 kids at play, We were playing monoply when my mother decided to meet some guy with game across the street, Way across the street at the water and power plant, Where mom when from giant towering mother to small ant, Her threat was stern, "Reggie, dont do anything funny here, youre tholdest, I expect you to watch them, "Sure Melissa I'll watch them", "You'd better or ill whip your ass," "Melissa I said I would," "Hey! I dont wanna hear no sass," "Yes mam" He retorted, But, how ugly would this story get reported, We did just fine, Till Reggie got ideas, Our lights went out, "Oh shit!" we said, a unity of fears, So Reggie took out his lighter, despite my mothers stern warning, Lets play just once, he said, He swirled the lighter on the rug as it bled, A flicker of light in a rainbow shape, A few more times with the wind blowing against the curtains like a huge cape, "Ha ha", he said, "your mom didnt see, I got a way hee hee", I was as delighted to see the fire as I was terrified that he lit it up on the rug, Soon I would recieve nothing close to a hug, My brother, my wee little 4 year old brother, Decided to have the mother, Of all apartment fireworks, He rolled the lighter in circles around himnself over and over, Reggie meanwhile paid him no mind, like a lonely day in october, Till My mother saw from wee far away, Yes the small plant saw right away, Uh oh I thought, we knew we were going to get it, We ruined her game, or should I say that mans game and plan to charm my mother into her pants, Later, you could hear the agonizing rants, But at that point, Mother came back in, Everyone got ass whippings from within, Kids who did no wrong got their lickings, Old school my mother went with the hittins, "Who was playin with the fire?", we all pointed at Reggie and the wee little Brother mine whose name shall not be said, Boy did my mother turn red, She let Reggie have it till he ran out, "Im tellin my mama", hed shout, And so all the kids left until there were two, Me and the little one whod suffer a pain greater than any whipping between me and you, My mother decided she would teach us a lesson, a lesson I thought sadistic, What the ** is this womans problem, shes beyond realistic, She took us both to the stove, thinking she showed us, With everything I had I resisted, because you see I was first, So you like to play with fire huh, dont play with fire no more you hear? YOU HEAR, YOU HEAR? terror, this was beyond all fear, I couldnt believe she was putting my hand to the stove, All 4 made it except one into the burning grove, My thumb, my six year old thumb didnt make it, It went right in and I screamed, couldnt fake it, Wailed, did all I could, Amazingly it pays to knock on wood, I felt no pain, Not a single ounce, But the emotional scars still hold and trounce, Into me, because what was next was unspeakable, The little 4 year old suffered the unthinkable, You see all 4 of his right fingers suffered the blow of the flame, He literally fried, And screamed a scream no one, man, woman, or child should have to hear, All I could do was watch in utter terror, shame and fear, And he cried and cried and cried, She ordered us to bed, And he cried himself to sleep, As his brother I cried with him, And held him, It was all I knew to do, I just didnt want to see him suffer, but how else could I make do, I was no more helpless than him, we were no match from the ** from hell, He suffered a fate he should not have, all I wanted to do was make him well, Now my mother isnt insane as she was then, But the pain lives in me again and again, Even though I think about it once every 5 or 6 years it wells right up, And hate fills my heart when I remember his pain, his suffering, I honestly feel he is still recovering, He says all is forgiven and his wound has healed, Perhaps so, im still not thrilled, Because im the one who has forgiven but cannot forget, So much so that it forces me still, with sadness and regret.

Joined: 8/28/2008

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KING'S CORNER (smile) Posted: 9/3/2008 1:41:37 PM
SMILE When you smile i cant see it, Primarily cause its over there, Where is it, oh its there somewhere, Hidden away from me, but shown in plain sight, Shown brightly to see the light Soon though ill see your smile, ill see your glow, I will see how you can live and let it flow I will see that you can brighten any mans day, I will see that you are but a phone call away, So keep smiling, smile for me, In the end, i cant help, but be happy

Joined: 8/28/2008

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KING'S CORNER Posted: 9/3/2008 1:39:44 PM
Hello this is my thread of poetry and hopefully any responses to it. Enjoy Where are those butterflies Shes sick, and tired and sick and tired, She wants to be free, not fired, from this ugly weather, full of doom and gloom, When you see her you say, she is spring, whether by sun or moon, Where are her butterflies, where is her glow, Where is her freedom to run to and frow Where did they go, you ask me When the sun shines again they will fly freely, They never left, they just took a break They didnt drown, swim or get stuck in the lake, No blame the sun because soon theyll shine, And when they do she will smile, and age well like fine wine.

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