#91: Kiss Me,

Kiss me slowly,

Kiss me deliberately,

Kiss me like the time your parents caught us,

Kiss me before the walls start telling our secrets,

Kiss me like New Year’s Eve when the clock struck 12

And we thought we had eternity,

Kiss me like the day you got accepted into Law School,

Kiss me like I haven’t told you the worse news of your life,

Because when you let go of my finger tips,

And you walk out those hospital doors

And you finally loose it,

Because we’re just two humans trying to be strong for one another,

And you eventually drive cross country,

And sad songs are your only company,

I want you to remember the kisses and not the sorrow,

So let’s not waste anymore time,

Pretending that this wont be our last time,

Just kiss me,

And this time,

kiss me slowly.

 

© Aisha-Nicole 2015

#90 Sweet Lies–

I didn’t have to look hard-

I just followed honey laced lies,

Watched closely as your lips dripped with sweet stories

You were good at this,

Weaving intricate lies

Accounting for every detail

Pronouncing every syllable

Speaking so eloquently,

You were a one man show

But lies are like honey-

Leaving trails of sticky residue

You became messy

Monologues of last nights whereabouts began to stick

Thursday’s events trailed into Monday’s itinerary

And no longer could you simply depend on your memory,

So I waited-

Followed your trail back to the beehive,

And sure enough you had been busy,

Bees never lie

And that night baby,

I discovered where you hide.

© Aisha-Nicole 2015

#89: Dying Alone

“I cried when I realized he had lived his whole life a complete lie.”

© Aisha- Nicole 2015

The Road to 25…

1. I need Jesus, I can’t do this on my own
2. Not everyone will like you, no matter how nice you are.
3. Repeated mistakes are the result of having no intention to stop them the first time
4. Making time to work out is a work out
5. Bills will come. Even if you try to ignore them
6. ‘Unknown’ is code for bill collectors
7. Saving isn’t a cute game, it’s critical
8. You can’t say yes to everything
9. It’s good to be honest
10. Love doesn’t hurt, its people who do
11. I need to work on my anger
12. Family will always have your back, no matter how much you fight
13. Stop and smell the roses, someone died last night
14. It’s ok to say I’m broke.
15. You don’t need lots of friends, just a core group.
16. Make the most of family visits
17. Do as much laundry when you visit home
18. Don’t keep grudges, they give you ulcers
19. Don’t jump to conclusions
20. I’m still growing and that’s ok
21. Don’t compare your life to others (repeat 7x a day)
22. It’s ok to say I need help
23. Keep insurance card IN the car
24. Always leave early—that’s the day a funeral procession is on the road and you may be late for your interview.
25. Every day gets better!

#80: Impatiently Waiting.

Standing nakedly,

 Waiting impatiently,

We’re a society bent on approval,

We imitate to impress,

Mock all forms of originality,

Speak freely, never having true meaning,

Our words get lost in news feeds about nothing,

Weigh nothing,

Mean nothing and produce nothing,

We’re a generation that knows everything,

Calloused souls with no clear answers,

Exposing one another for profit,

We’d rather die than be wrong,

Too proud to admit it and too stubborn to change it,

We’ve abandoned Humanity,

So she stands,

In open city centers,

Naked,

and impatiently waiting.

©Aisha-Nicole 2014

#75: Dreaming Out Loud

Today marks the day I will forever refer to as D-Day. As in, the day I finally let Destiny hold my hand.

I got laid off this afternoon, and as if it were a movie scene, it was raining and I was left to gather my belongings. No hard feelings though. I wasn’t the only individual let go and it was due to circumstances beyond anyone’s control.

I shed a tear, I will not lie. Then I prayed, knelt down and thanked God for his goodness to me. This reaction completely shocked me, and had I been laid of months ago, I would have been a complete wreck.

Not today.

Today I will be thankful for the experience I gained and the friendships I made. Most of all, I will be thankful because you can never realize your destiny if you’re to comfortable with where you are.

With peace and great confidence I have to look myself in the mirror and say what I’ve been afraid to say all along.

I want to write for a living.

I want people to read my poetry and be moved and have an impact on people’s lives.

Somewhere between adolescence and adulthood, following your dream becomes frowned upon and left for those to stupid or to naive to consider the consequences. I want to know when it became stupid to dream out loud.

My birthday is next week, and I’m going to give myself the best gift of all. I’m going to let myself be me. With no hesitation, no explanation and no fear.

I have my whole life ahead of me and life is too short to live as someone else.

So three cheers to me following my dream. Someday, this post will be the introduction to a moving speech, and an award winning book. Why? because tonight I am dreaming out loud.

Aisha Nicole

#74: And So the Story Goes

It was the way he said it,

 

Leaning in close,

I caught the faint smell of bourbon,

 

Delicately playing with the folds of my skirt,

My eyes surveyed every crevice, and every fine line from aging,

 

He was a master at games,

Growing cold,

Leaving me wandering,

Begging for more,

 

His lips teased me

And then he kissed me

 

Made me forget,

 

Made me long to be his

And only his alone,

But that was a long time ago

I was naïve and he was a master at his craft,

And so the story goes.

 

©Aisha-Nicole 2014

#73: This Side of Me

 

 

The reality is I’m still scared,

Afraid to exhale

I’ve been fighting with years of baggage,

And I would claim it,

But that would mean owning up to past mistakes,

Lost causes,

And occasional outbreaks of low self-esteem,

I’m telling you this as you sleep,

But I want to look you in the eye,

And let you see the un-manicured side of me,

But it’s too late,

I’ve been wearing this mask for too long,

And I’m afraid it’s become a part of me.

© Aisha-Nicole 2014

#72: Inhale

I tasted your past,

Loved it for what it had made you,

I inhaled your dreams,

Intertwined them with mine,

I let you in,

And I thought you had done the same,

But sometimes,

Secrets lie in between warm sheets.

© Aisha-Nicole 2014

#71: | One | Last Petal

she believed, 

and kept her promise,

she meant it when she said, 

till death do us part,

and even in the last hour,

as death waltzed in,

she stood firm, 

cradled his hand,

and remembered,

their first kiss,

the disaster on 4th street,

and most importantly,

the moment he asked her to be his,

yes, she believed

and when the last petal faded,

her heart remained his. 

© Aisha-Nicole 2014