Tough Love

How can I hate someone I love
When he’s truly a blessing sent from above
Coping with the duality of my emotions for him is a struggle everyday
It seems like I can’t do much more than pray

All I want is to spend time with him every day
That’s why it hurt so much when he chose those fateful words to say
“Let’s just be friends” drove a knife through my heart
After that, my soul was on the verge of falling apart

But being the sista I am, I had to appear to be strong
I have to do what I can to move on
None of that begging for him to take me back
Because black motivated women are having none of that

But that doesn’t mean the pain isn’t still there
Like the though of him never again running his fingers through my hair
Now I know just loving him isn’t enough
Why does love have to be so tough

Open Mic Night @ The Luxury Lounge

I must give a shout out to one of the blogs that I read on a regular basis. Sitting in the Lap of Luxury Lounge is written by one of my homegirls. She truly has a way with words and can freestyle, too. (If you didn’t know, now you know!) So, follow this link and check out Open Mic Night at the Luxury Lounge.

True Friends

I wrote this before my high school graduation. My friends and I had a blast, especially senior year. And even though it's 6 years later, we all still keep in touch. Luv you guys!

The year has come, and the year has gone.
I've been thinking about it all night long.
Friendships have been blossoming like flowers in the sun.
And other friendships have just begun.
From different backgrounds we all came,
But we did find some interests that were the same.
Whether at Chili's or the movies or chillin' in the sun
We always seemed to have so much fun.
We've been through rough times that have been very bad
And it was even worse when everyone was sad
We always tried to work things through,
But sometimes we just didn't know what to do.
Out of this bad did come much good.
We became even closer than we thought we would
In some ways the others became essential to survive
We wouldn't know what to do if one of them died
There were so many good emotions that we felt in our hearts
That we could never have imagined being apart
But, that unfortunate time will come some day
All we can do now is pray
The love we've shared has been so strong
Nothing could ever replace this bond

Boys

A heart is not a play thing

A heart is not a toy

But if you want it broken

Just give it to a boy

Boys they like to play with things

To see what makes them run

But when it comes to kissing

They do it just for fun

Boys never give their hearts away

They play us girls for fools

They wait until we give our hearts

And then they play it cool

You wonder where he is at night

You will wonder if he's true

One moment you will be happy

One moment you will be blue

If you get a chance to see him

Your heart begins to dance

Your life revolves around him

There's nothing like romance

And then it starts to happen

You worry day and night

You see, my friend, you're losing him

It never turns out right

Boys are great, though immature

The price you pay is high

He may seem sweet and gorgeous

But remember, he's a guy

Don't fall in love with just a boy

That takes a lot of nerve

You see, my friend, you need a man

To get what you deserve

So when you think that you're in love

Be careful if you can

Before you give your heart away

Make sure that he's a man

(Although I did not write this poem, I'd like to dedicate this blog entry to the Wack Pack.)

Welcome to the Poetry Corner!

Normally, I would say that I don’t have a creative bone in my body. (I don’t know many accountants who do.) But every blue moon the mood hits and I have to get my words on paper. So here in Val’s Poetry Corner you will see my rare works of poetry. You can also find poems that I’ve read and liked and perhaps even ones that were written for me. And guest spots are always welcome. Just let me know!

Stay tuned…