No Strings Attached

                                                         :by LadyJo

Yesterday, like Ayanla, I cried

Understanding the realism,

Some thing inside me died

This feeling I thought had subside,

Resurfaced, when this tune replayed in my head

“I wanna be loved Not for who you think I am
Nor what you want me to be could you love me for me?
Real love, with no strings attached, I wanna give you me heart
Don't want to take it back”  Back!... Back!...

BACK?

I don’t wanna take it back,

So don’t give it back

For me to mend,

Or contend

With the realization

That our love has come to an end

That our Love no longer exists

And the temptation of you

I now need to resist

The need to hear your voice

Or see your face

To hold your hand

Or fall in your embrace

BACK?

Don’t give it back

The laughter the happiness

Sweet memories and warm caress

All the special qualities you possess

No longer will I have the privilege to admire

When only your heart was all I desired

BACK?

Don’t give it back

Don’t give back those times

When hello gave butterflies

When faces gleamed with smiles

And sadness arise at the sound of good-byes

When tomorrow seemed so far

When love was made and not war

In this moment -- was all that mattered

Now here I sit shedding tears like rivers

For my heart has been shattered.

BACK?

Don’t give it back

Please don’t give back

The “I love yous”

Or the sweet Sugar Boos

The names only us two knew

That showed just how much I was into you

While blocking out the world around

Looking into your big brown, eyes

So profound

For your soul was what I saw

Which confused the hell out of me

When from my heart you said you need to withdraw

BACK?

Don’t give it back

Don’t give back my heart

That you’ve broken into a million pieces

For I know, my love for you, continues to flow

Till this life forever ceases

For your love I won’t return

It was because of you I’ve learn

To be real and unlock the seal

That shields my most precious possession

BACK?

Why?

Why do you want to give it back?

Why choose to turn my blues skies black

Is it something you need that I lack

Or maybe it’s to someone else to whom you now flack

Please don’t give it back

Please don’t put my mind under this attack

For I gave you my heart

With no strings attached

And I don’t want to take it back.

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Show Me You

by: LadyJo

From your words, your commands, I’ve been taught, With a price I know I’ve been bought

Because of your Love, your kingdom I will enter, One day when all I surrender

One desire I ask you to reveal, Show Me You, Help me ignore what I feel

Whether in the sky big and blue, Or beneath the ocean through and through

Always remind me it’s all because of you,

Anywhere I go within this land, Show Me You, Father help me to understand

Open my heart and help me to know, through you, all things die and all things grow

So show me your love, Show me your kingdom, Above all bless me with spiritual wisdom

Take my hand, Guide my path, Help me to avoid forever your wrath

Close and open doors allow me see, The times you’ve always provided for me

Give me strength, Give me courage, With your word give me your knowledge

Bless me always with gifts from above, And let me live forever in your Love

For on the day I depart from this earth

Only then will I see and understand the true meaning of your birth

Eyes Gazed On Low

By Ladyjo

Eyes gazed on low, Filled with storms of rain, Poured out upon

From the brokenness of heart, To see the paths chosen

Directed by fear… faithless, hopeless

Of a future already laid out, Ohhh, how much love you must have

To look on low, To see evil prevail… chosen

Darkness rule the path… chosen

Your children stray……..chosen

Ohhh, why must you shed tears

How many more drops, How many more pain

How many more floggings, How many more ground covered red

Repeating the Via Dolorosa

Because of You… creator, potter, way-maker, path-director,

Provider, comforter, healer, omnipotent, omnipresent

Why doubt… the tomorrows, Why fear… what’s already been

Why live… as if eternity exists not, Why hope… for yesterday

Why faith… only when seen, Why trust… my future, my hands

Oh how precious are the Eyes that gazed on low

Filled with storms of rain, Poured out upon, Us

From the brokenness of heart, Bestowed

Forgive, I plea, Forgive…and seize not thy Love from thee

Echoes of You

By: Ladyjo

Echoes of your touch still lingers on my fingertips. Just as the taste of your lips still lingers from your ardent kiss. Thoughts of you gracefully waltz on the dance floor of my mind. To a familiar melody that’s now stuck on rewind. Seeing you again after all this time, Reminds me how fearful I was when I choose not to have made you mine. I remember how easy we were, and your arms felt like my rightful place. When you reached for me, I fell helplessly into your embrace. And what was once a school girl crush. Has now rekindled as an adult love affair in a moments brush. 

Now here we are, all grown up, no longer kids. My fears have subside, but now, you’re the temptation my body forbids, My heart selfishly desires and my mind stubbornly refuses to rid. For I’m reminded of what could have been. If only I was strong enough not to allow fear and doubt to be my greatest sin. Yet echoes of your embrace still lingers on me. I can still feel myself wrapped in your arms lying next to you so comfortably. Yearning to call your embrace, home. Believing it’s the antidote to this emptiness of being alone.

But so much time has already gone by, alas. Is it even possible to revisit sentiments that have long been surpassed. Like how I feel when I see your handsome smile. Yes, I’m Still… Infatuated by your handsome smile. And finding myself still able to get lost in your alluring brown eyes. Consumed by the repetitive thought of you and me. Selfishly flirting with hope, to make these thoughts a reality. If only our dance of Love and Life could fall into perfect time. When your desire to be with me, at last matches mine. We’d come to experience a love only a few truly finds. When two hearts become one, for our paths were destined to combine. Because I’ve been saving all my Love just for you. And after all this time, you still adore me, too. But I’m not able to act upon what I truly feel. And my desire to be with you I struggle each day to conceal. Fighting this daily battle to endure in God’s grace. To put him first and not allow my selfish desires to become my disgrace. 

Hesitantly, I ask you not to un-break my heart. For that ache will become my remedy as we remain apart. As I overcome the echoes of your memory saturated in my existence. Watching love gradually drift away into the distance. For if you love someone and set them free. God’s able to bring them back, if it’s his divine plan to be.

Inspired Ink by LadyJo: Sweet Memories

Inspired Ink by LadyJo: Sweet Memories: by: Ladyjo Sweet memories… Collected in love songs and eminent places Painted in movies and soft embraces Delectable meals acros...

Sweet Memories

by: Ladyjo

Sweet memories…

Collected in love songs and eminent places

Painted in movies and soft embraces

Delectable meals across a table of smiling faces

Whispering sweet names and familiar phrases

Exchanging adoring looks and intimate gazes

As I’m remembering love

Memories of frozen moments in time

Seemed like it was created by the divine

Portraits of what should have been for a lifetime

When a professed love was defined

Romanticizing emotions that were so sublime

Each moment forced our hearts to align

As beings who were destined to intertwined

Sweet memories…

Shared, when love was young and tender

When hearts were vulnerable and surrendered

And emotions had no sensor

And willingness was not endangered

A comfort to bare in honest splendor

Finding hope in a love we both choose to render

As I’m remembering love

My Brothers…. For Them

By: Ladyjo

My soul cries for my young black brothers

The weeping of my heart is overwhelming……for them

To see each day one by one they keep dropping

Victims to the streets, their souls they freely giving

To the master of hopelessness and despair

Who steals their dreams and keeps them in fear

Feeding them lies, and telling them no body cares

My soul cries for my young black brothers

The hurt within me runs deep……for them

Over taken by the pressures of this generation

Mentally believing they fresh off the plantation

Taught to cast blame on all but themselves for not being free,

Enslaved in their minds and refusing to see

That being OF this world keeps them encaged

Sad to say more than half has yet to live pass legal age

As mommas fall on her knees, begging God please

Endlessly offering up prayers

With overwhelming eyes filled with tears

Asking for one more night for her son’s life may be spared

My soul cries for my young black brothers

The spirit within me grieves……..for them

To know their vision have been lost in darkness and defeat

While they are convinced that they belong to these streets

So they accept the lies and live in fear of a future they cheat

Refusing hope, denying faith, living life incomplete

And one by one their dreams they slowly delete

Lost vision, dreamless dreams, thoughtless future

Living in the last days, heading for eternal torture

Unaware that the lion never sleeps

For their souls he consistently competes

My soul cries for my young black brothers

Rivers of tears I silently cry…..for them

To see all their potential hidden or lost

Not understanding their worth and true cost

All they do is live for the moment, living daily in earthly judgment

At night when they sleep their mind the enemy torments

Desperately wanting to fit in, to just understand the definition of their brown skin

But no matter how hard they try they still can’t win

Professors, Lawyers, Doctors, even with a PHD, their color remains their #1 sin

Ignorance caused by lack of knowledge equals feared by many

Yet all they want is to survive and earn more than just a penny

Take care of their family and live out their days with joy happily

My soul cries for my young black brothers

But, as my soul cries, my faith rise…..for them

For I know who they are, yet in my eyes they are my heroes and superstars

As they, so was I born into the same adversity, place on this land to render diversity

Battered, Conflicted, tossed back and forth

My faith in them will give them strength, love, and support

For no matter how hard the enemy tries to shackle their feet

In my heart of hearts I know they will over come and this world they will defeat

For although we’ve lost so many, millions more still live on

And still need the true nurture of a sista to help them stand strong and keep pressing on

But through all that

My soul believes in my young black brothers

My love and faith runs deep… for them

So I say to you, stand tall, head held high, and never give up or give in

With courage and strength, keep the faith, know your worth see your potential

And understand that your presence in this world is essential 

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