~~~~~~~~~~~~Pisces Sun, Gemini Moon & Pisces Ascendant~~~~~~~~~~~ I like to call myself "The Enlightened One". Take a gander at my articles and maybe you'll find out why.
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Calm my rumble
It didn’t last Yet tethered to the past Gripping shreds Accepting crumbs to pacify this rumble Knowing I deserve a feast Yet I continue to fast With much love Guady G Why do we know what we deserve and yet continue to settle for less? Some attachments seem to transcend this realm. Was that person our significant other in another lifetime? Are we awake and they have forgotten the bond? Why…

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My Word
Take my word apart Go to the root Preposition, suffix Affix and interject Subordinating this conjunction Rendering arrival of more words Oh! Sentence me With adjoined exclamation! Love Guady G May you rise up elated this morn. Hugs from Brooklyn For more just send word to my inbox

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O’ Words
This pang for your words that soothe me Finding comfort in my most treasured book Words that spread widely on the last read page A place meticulously highlighted Gently gliding a finger remembering what was. Give me your words and quiesce me once more Love Guady G Sending hugs from Brooklyn

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A Gasp
I hear it when I ask if you love me. You hesitate. Why? Why? Perhaps I’m the only one to blame You judge me like I’m not already in front of the mirror. Asking myself the same question. Do you love me? The answer I can’t deny It will always be the same. I hate this mirror now Stay true to thyself. Embrace yourself. Love yourself no matter what! Some mirrors were meant to distort…

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I can fly!
Listen, I am no longer that caterpillar which most called ugly. I am a beautiful butterfly! I don’t need or want to stay within the confines of my old cocoon. I have gone through my metamorphosis but I’m not ashamed of my past. It’s still me! My pains and my sorrows have not broken me. Every shed tear reminded me of what I had forgotten. I know now that I have always had these wings deeply…

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Huh?
Neither fatuous nor highfalutin Just your panacea baby I’m all you need!

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Who am I?
Who are you? Who am I? A mere reflection Of all you are So do you love me or hate me? Who are you? I am you. Happy Valentine’s Day my lovelies. True love starts with you. Hugs from Brooklyn, Guady G

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Love
What is love? Do you love me? If I had to ask means I’m leaving you! Yes I’m with someone Myself Stay safe. Sending you hugs from Brooklyn. Guady G

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The Power of Love
Do you love? It can lead to beautiful amazing gestures But it can also make you a fool. Some may go raving mad So why does it entice and elate? Who does relate? Ear lobe anyone? Love Guady G Hugs from Brooklyn

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My Request
Do not cry for me at my funeral if you never shared a smile or tear during my life. Do not pretend to know me when you never cared. That is my request. Happy Sunday everyone. Hugs from Brooklyn Guady G

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Don’t say that!
Be more like your sibling! Be more like him or her! Don’t say that darling! Realize your message sir! You aren’t good enough! You don’t matter! Why not say “Do your best. Be your best self” ? Why not say that? Hmm!

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Don’t Hate Me

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Forget Me Not
Unable to copy that stupid clock I become more confused My memories are a jigsaw puzzle I can’t seem to put together One piece in hand yet it doesn’t fit the other I placed down It’s like my thoughts wander about like my body does in the darkness of night. I walk about and don’t know where I am when I stop. I don’t recall where I was and worse where I’m going My reflection shows an old…

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I want, I want, I want to be.. . . .
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up? I am an Internal Medicine Physician today. At age five, I wanted to be a happy wife, a mother of two, a famous guitar player, a singer and a doctor. As I youngster I wanted to be it all. When one is young it all seems possible. I was certainly in for a surprise. When I was nine years old, I developed severe laryngitis that changed my…

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Caged Free
I thought I would finally fly out this cage Forget the world’s rage Perch on your friendly shoulder But your absence was a boulder Destroying that stage My solitude may have blinded me to the exit before But I see it now and choose to close the door . I’ll remain in my cage safe and sound I choose me and you can just stand around. Happy Friday my lovelies. I send you hugs from Brooklyn.…

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I didn’t have time to buy a Christmas tree and my plants decided to bloom with the best flowers. My sister gifted me the wreath. My mom gave me the cloth and the real poinsettia. Have a wonderful Christmas. Anything living has capacity to show us love. I love my plants. . . . #christmas #christmastree #poinsettia #anthurium #cactus #plants #love https://www.instagram.com/p/CmjnmKpua9z/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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