Dear Nature..

If we all succumb to our lows, however will we reach our highs? 

Resistance is major as we plagiarize the words that our leaders write, 

hoping we don't end as they have ended in their rights.

Perhaps if we would commute to be dignified, we would not defy the so called truth given to us by those defiers. 

For old Frances' right was to sing and dance and New New York's right is to stay in stance.

Ain't no place we're moving, ain't no place to go, cause fuck helping the brethren, they don't help me, hell no!

So fuck that nigga on the corner begging for dollars, I'm gonna go home, hop on Facebook and figure out how to fuck his hot daughter. 

And fuck that nigga who got slaughtered, he asked for it. He went on his way talking his shit until he got bit, until he got lit. 

And fuck that little girl who jumped in front of a train because she got bullied. 

And fuck the little kid who lost his home to a natural disaster, lil niggas shit got blown over now its all plaster. 

And fuck that natural disaster for stopping the trains, now my main bitch can't come over and give me no brain.

So fuck it all, come correct. No motherfucker, that's not how it is!

Do the fucking right thing, think, nigga, think!

I will wake up every morning and I will give that man a dollar.

I will go on Facebook today and try to save his daughter.

Rest in peace to my boy, he was my best friend.

Rest in peace to you Felicia, you didn't deserve to go,

Bless you little man, I'm sure you'll get a new home,

And good luck to my city and its shitty characters I'm sure we'll be back, but until then let's help each other out... 

Or am I just the only one who believes that.

Believes rap.. 

Well good riddance to me then, and good riddance to you, cause if we don't do nothing, well then, there's nothing to do. Adieu.

Poem: Crossroads

I think this is the end of the road for me;
My childish thoughts push me in such a way,
I always end up on the wrong path.
I turn around, I cross the road
So quiet on my tippy toes.
I'm chasing something, no one knows,
Not even I know where to go.

I swear its not a game,
But it always ends the same.
You and me, someones wrong.
I walk away with all the blame.
I think this is the end of the road for me.

I can't find my way, I'm so confused
I hear the bickers and amused.
It's not meant for me, not anymore,
Is that why it's been done all before?
I think this is the end of the road for me.

I walk, I walk, its a dead end.
I reach out to hold a hand.
Nothings there, no one is near.
Into darkness, into fear.

Climbing up and climbing high..
I feel a tickle on my thigh.
I look down at a fly, I think I am going to die.
GO AWAY! GO AWAY! SHOO!
Out of nowhere it says BOO!
I fall, I fall, into darkness,
I think this is the end of the road for me;
A dead end.

Poem: Hide

"I can't do this because I love you..
I can't keep on hiding it, I just, I wish you would listen..
It's you, it's always been YOU. I'm sorry.

Sometimes I'm so sorry, I  wish I never met you,
But I'm not! I just, I'm tired of being alone.
You're the only one that understands, you know that don't you?

It's time for me to face the facts though,
Me and you? Ever being something?
Ever being REAL?
It could never happen, ha, it was all mindless fun!
Honest!
Well up until I fell for you, but that was then, I can get over you.
Easy peasy right? No harm done.

Shit! Fuck. My hands are shaking again.
No, no! Haha, relax, I'm fine, totally fine!
See?
But yeah, you and me?
Not in this lifetime baby,
Not in this lifetime."

xoxox

-PEPi

Poem: Raped by the Lust

And it is as mans says, that man does. 

They all shall prevail in the lust into dust.

Tossed into black pickup trucks, 

for the shattering of thy guts is a must.

And he busts your lower lip as he busts; you are crushed. 

Like a piece of trash, dumps your body as he hits the dash.

Just gone, never remembered, never dreamed. 

Continue to live life off a plagiarized scene. 

Forgotten.

Yet you believe yourself changed, yet you remain the same. 

To you its just a game. 

You are no queen; but a life deemed supreme.

Like a dark mind, with a hollow soul. 

You believe yourself unorthodox to glow, 
So take my hand; let's go.

To a better place, to a better tomorrow. 

Promise you bitter sweetness, no sorrow. 

All I wish is for your heart to borrow...

As we play dead never to be bothered again. 

You my dear, are my number one friend. 

Lust.

xoxox

-PEPi

Knee Deep in Sweet Juices

**This story is fantasy/fiction
My second story of passion, this one is about oral sex. I'm going to be working on a mini series, probably 3 part stories. Enjoy!

" I was laying on my back as he thrust two fingers deep inside of me tugging at the walls. I felt the space beneath me become wet in a matter of seconds. He placed his left hand on me and held it against my belly, all I wanted was to feel him inside my belly. He kept digging his fingers inside of me and started to work at the front, I was starting to feel this weird sensation, like I wanted to pee, but I had just used the restroom before we started.

I felt myself moaning, I couldn't stop, my legs began to shake uncontrollably and I finally felt his tongue squirming in my p****. I opened my eyes, grabbed at his locks and shoved his head further down. I wanted all of him. I felt him smile against my cl*t. He began to nibble on it. He knows that makes me crazy. I squeeze his frame between my legs and let out a scream. I could hear the gushy sounds his mouth was making agains't my lips, he starts to finger me again and again. The peeing sensation wouldn't stop, I could feel myself tighten around his fingers, then a moment of relaxation, like a river unleashed from a dam. I had wet the bed..

He then looks up at me, with this "I'm gonna f*ck you so hard" grin. He grabs my waist with both hands and shoves himself inside of me, kisses my mouth real nice and slow, I can taste my juices all over him, I lick it all off of him, it tastes so good. I nibble on his lips as we begin to kiss really hard, sucking on his tongue, he flips me over and starts hitting it from the back. I'm on all fours now, he gets me down to two, the rocking of the bed now our only motion. He speeds up and pulls himself out and presses his face between my legs and begins to eat at it again..

Don't stop.. please don't stop is all I can say, then I wake up."

-PEPi

Lost on the D***

**This story is fantasy/fiction
I've been writing stories and sharing stories on different social blogging sites now, here's a little bit of a freak story for you guys... Inspired by @sbnumb3.

I can't help it. Sitting on top of it, rocking back and forth. It just teases me, it teases me! D*** just comes in all different packages, I like a good length, but thickness and a nice big head, ooh, that does it to me. Addicted to black d***, it should be a crime.

I just hop on, ride the head all day as it smacks my g-spot. Keep at it for a little while longer and I could just feel myself about to squirt. I've never been a squirter, but that one guy, he does it to you. Oh that sexy brown d***. All that hot juice flowing down your thighs, my legs begin to shake. I just want it in deeper, I don't want it to stop. Make it hurt, make me feel like I'm doing something bad.

He chokes me with a nice grip around my neck and flips me around. Keeps teasing me, rubbing his d*** back and forth across my cl*t. Sh*t feels like heaven, but I want him inside me, so I throw my a** back at him and I feel him knocking on my ribs, I moan in excitement. He pulls by arms back and speeds it up, I keep tossing it back, I feel myself about to squirt again. I try to hold it in, tighten my p**** around his d*** and he groans. Now he's going so fast I can't hold it anymore and just let myself drip, he pulls out just as I do so and busts all over the sheets. I just think about doing laundry, then f***ing.. Then f***ing him on top of the washing machine..

Then I slip into a deep sleep.."

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I hope you guys enjoy it, I'm just embracing myself a little more. Now let's be real, if you aren't comfortable talking about sex, are you really that mature? What do you think?

Poetry: Demon Child

Demon child, staring back at me...
Why must you be this way?
There is no reason to feel..
Reality my dear, it isn't real.
Run, baby, run as far away as you can.
My demon child, give me your hand,
Sit with me, listen to my song.

"Oh there she goes, once again alone
She believes she is made of nothing
Therefore that is what she is.
Oh but she knows, oh yes she knows
The world is only like this for the moment
So just look at it and hold it
Because it will be yours and you'll unfold it.

Oh there she goes, once again alone,
This is not your throne, this is not your place
This is not your race, so go on home.
My little baby, how much I love you,
I'll always be here, oh yes to love you.

You will never be alone, as long as you have me.
All you have to do is believe me.
I promise, yes I promise,
I do it all for you
All for you and me..
So we can be happy.

Oh there she goes, no longer alone..
This is your castle, this is your home.
So open up your heart, and give it to me,
Let me hold you, let me unfold you.
Because I love you, oh yes I love you.
I'll always love you.. True."

Demon child, oh my dear demon child
Listen to my words..
This here is your world
So hold it for as long as you can,
Fight here with me, give me your hands.
This world is yours, you can do it all
Just listen to my calls
Love yourself divine...

And I promise, you'll be fine.

Poetry: Won't You Notice Me

Can you look into my eyes and say that you have seen me?
Can you say that you looked at me deeply?
Or will you pass me by as if I am someone else?

Where have I gone? Where does my mind belong?
Oh I am lost, so lost in these woods..
If I could find my way back I would,
Oh I am lost, so lost in these woods..

I know things will get better!
I look up and see the sun breaking through the trees,
The warmth on my back, I feel it!
It's here! I know where to go..
The woods aren't so dark any more!

Vivid colors, beautiful flowers..
Oh the heat is rising in its power..
I'm running now, chasing rabbits!
I won't stop until I have it!

Run! Run! Running away I go!
Until I find myself.. with this happiness shining bright against my back.
Won't you notice me?


Currently listening to: Faded Paper Figures - North by North


I was pretty bored when I wrote this, but this song sparked something and I just typed away, I liked the outcome. :]

Do you ever get inspired to write when you see or hear something? Care to share? :*

xoxox

-Pepi

Poetry: We've got a problem!

It seems it's time for me to, for I no longer want to stay,

The days are coming fast and ending at midday...

I'm really sorry mister, really really sorry, really!

I'm not kidding! -grunt-

I wish I wasn't stuck in such a mess..

But I do not wish to confess!

I am sorry though, I really really am, really!

I never meant to be so.. greedy?

No! So needy?

Ahhhh just beat me!

I'm really really sorry!

Although I don't know what I have done!

See, the guilt is killing me, playing with my emotions,

There is no way out, I already know this!

So I shall remain still, just shame me for my no good,

Although deep down I don't know what I should.

Shame, shame, shame! I don't want to play this game!

I'm really really really sorry times three!

Please, oh please tell me what I deed?

Was it bad? Was it good? Should I remain misunderstood?

Here lies an open book! Did I read it? Is it mine?

Was I right? Shall I shine!

Oh no no! I don't want to learn in due time!

Tell me now! Oh please, please tell me now!

Fine, don't tell me anything!

Now I'm upset with YOU!

You lose!

-Haha, you ever have someone upset at you and they won't tell you what is it that they are upset with you about? Then! You end up being upset at them because they won't tell you. Suckers! :p

Poetry: The Massacre of a Rebellious Soul

The world is spinning oh so slowly The lights are getting a little brighter now So many people wishing that they'd known me Way back when, way back then... Ya know? Back when we used to play hide-and-go-seek in the den? Back when we wished we were the driver in the seat of the Benz? We were ten, Had it all figured out, then cuzo had to go get punched in the mouth. Then people would ask me "Whatchu about?!" My mouth shut, tongue tied, all I wanted to do was run away and hide. So no one could see me, no one would know.. That the good girl act was just a show! Get down to business, leave no witness! Start crossing out names in the hit list! Pop! Pop! The shots are fired! My face grows hot from growing desire. More, more! The blood spills as I rip off her chain, Then I put two bullets in her brain. Adieu good dame, you were a mistress! Too bad you had to get your name up on my hit list. Kill the children, burn the barn, leave no witness. Unfortunately, it is, just a story... I would never wish this!

Poetry: Beautiful Man

I stare at him while he lays asleep. I can't help it. He's truly irresistible. I want him. I want him now! But I will wait, I love watching him sleep (wake up!) His gentle breathing makes my heart jump and my head lands in a slump. I want him. His eyes, still narrow, filled with lashes, I begin to wonder how many there are, but, I don't care (I just want to pounce on him! But I don't dare..) I want him. (His air smells of beer, a night of fun with the guys. Oh how I want him between my...) My eyes slip from his nose to his lips. I kiss and nibble them in my head. I want him (to give me...) I soon observe all of him. I giggle as his breathing sounds like a squeak, due to his asthma and how his face twitches when I stare long enough. I then touch his messy beard, glide my finger over his lips and kiss his forehead. I stroke his big arms, oh the muscle ( I get weak, bite into my lower lip with my teeth..) I want him.. I want him, I want him! Fortunately, he's already mine (just a few more hours 'til we can grind..) Until later, when the sun shines, sunshine. ;)

Toodles! xoxox -PEPi

Poetry: Naughty By Nature

I want to sit on you as your body covets me from beneath,
Up & down, round and round, forget laying on the sheets.
The floor, biting you, licking you all over,
Scritch, scratch,
All over your back.
Love me. No, fuck me!
Do me fast, make me feel like I'm about to tear!
Make me feel like I'm choking!
Moaning out for air!
I don't care!
Smack my ass, grab it!
Bend me over!

Take me, make me yours,
and nothing more.
Just love me! Make sweet tender love to me!
Slow it down, all I want to hear are our breathing sounds.
Deep & fast, nice and slow, slow paced.
Sugar kisses on my face.
Love me, love me, yes, like that.

Now turn me over and bring it back.

Poetry: Forever Love

Before, everything I loved left.
I pushed away until in my mind, their thought decayed.
But now, I push, I push, so hard,
And yet, he stays.
He doesn't complain.
I yell inside, he can tell,
He makes me well.
He makes me sane.
He whispers soft words in my brain.
So soft that I can't take it.
I CAN'T TAKE HOW MUCH HE MEANS TO ME!
It kills me inside.
But.. I'm happy.
He makes me happy.
I make him mad, but most times he's glad.
I smile. He smiles.
I frown, he holds on to me tight.
Cause their can't be love without a little fight.
So I hold on back with all my might.

I want to yell out, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
PLEASE DON'T GO!
But I know, he's not going anywhere.
So I push the thought aside, as he slips between my thighs,
Envelopes me in his kisses and keeps me in his wishes.

Love.
Oh, how beautiful you are.
I'm sorry that I disappoint you.
No more, no more. I promise.
I do. I promise to be good to you.
Think good of you.
To hold you in my heart, forever.
I promise.

Hope, Love, & Faith.
These are the feelings to which I give you face.
I give them all to you.

Because I love you.

Poetry: What Am I?

Spoken Word

What am I? People say I'm Spanish but I feel black, for enslaved is my body and freedoms at my back
But I'm caught in the depths of new generation..
So I do time.
I catch a thought but I'm still blind
Still fighting for my own so still I grind
So I catch a rhyme in order to free my mind.

Who am I? Where have I come from?
People say humane, but I don't think I can become one.
Too much dirt chipped into my nails
And it's always hatred that seems to prevail
Hold a grudge against a thug, that nigga owes me money
But time is money and the words feel oh so sweet on thy lips, please bathe in honey
Sweetness. But no, bitter is thy soul,
Thy soul which cannot glow
To know what it is to hold: education.
Books, text, and composition..
And I ask you what is it that I am missing?
College? Oh what a word!
For college cannot provide the knowledge of the streets
For these words are my own and for you to keep!
So I say to you, my sisters, my brothers
OF ALL DIFFERENT COLORS

Let us come together, to paint and sketch the world a little better
For the kids are petrified, so they hide behind the big mans lies, for they fear the genocide going on inside of our minds.
Killing races in different places, showing hatred between our teeth.
Please let us be born & give us peace to keep.
For piece by piece, and stone by stone. We will grow and be reborn...
Into the life we did not choose.
Into the life we did not want.
Into the life we did not need...
But into the life we wish to keep.

Reality.

Poetry: Cooties & Hearts

My world spins slow when you are away
My heart beats fast when you are in my todays
My tomorrows, my yesterdays...

What more can I say? What more can I ask for?
When I have it all with one look to your face
A smile in its place, your movement in grace.

My hand embracing your beauty
My lips addicted to cooties
And my heart addicted to you & me.
Te quiero mucho, I mean it, truly. ♥

Valentines Day is on its way! Do you already have your sweetheart?

Poetry: Late Night

Its a late night and I'm still not asleep

I'd pray the lord my soul to keep..

But, my mind's awake.

So my soul he cannot take..

And my thoughts will never break..

Who am I? On this late night?

Tossing & turning, scared..

Scared of the dark so, my flashlight,

is my only company..

I wish somebody was here holding me

Constantly.

But, I am alone.. 

And yeah I know I'm grown

I'm still scared though..

This is fear no one ever knows..

Cause you can't see whats haunting me..

Walking towards my bed at night

Shaking me awake

I look at the time, "I know its kind of late."

We share stories.. well he does..

I'm scared again.. He can't sleep.

The question always comes.

"Who are you?" I ask

I grab at his mask..

But by then.. he is gone

& I'm scared again

He'll be back before long.

And I know who he is..

He' my brothers ghost,

Out of all of the dead..

I miss my big bro the most.

(This is irrelevant to my life. Thank you.)

Poetry: NYC Stress

Moms gave me $2 today..

  I'm flat broke

Had a calculus test,

  I flat choked

Pressured by "friends",

  I tried coke..

Not surrounded by good,

  just bad folk

Got rained on,

  I'm mad soaked

But there's a party tonight,

  I'm mad stoked

Ain't got no money so,

  I sold smoke

$10 to dance,

  mad style, baroque

Saw team get live,

  just mad blokes

Danced with a shorty,

  got mad pokes

Took her home,

  did fast strokes

New York City stress?

I got it down,

   mad cloaked.

Rock the boat if you can cope.
If not, just lost hope.

Poetry: Grimey Niggas

Cant escape the grime
Its like a nigga doing time.
Every time I shine
Niggas blowin mine.

Everywhere I turn theres always a copy cat
Askin me where I be coppin that
Like.. Get your own style, your own vision
Cause me & you? We aint steady kickin
I got my own livin, my own shiftin
I dont got time to be rollin wit you, fuck is you thinkin?

You not one of my mans, we not cool like that!
Steady talkin shit, just shut ya trap!
Like.. Take me serious.. You a fake cat
Catchin freebies, stabbin backs
Fuck ya lifestyle! Fuck how you livin!
This is New York fuckin City!
Fuck is you thinkin!?

This is my life homie!
Dont try to control me!
Then come back around & try to disown me!
You aint shit! Fuck is you?!
Nobody. You aint true.
So step aside, I got moves to make,
That dont include you.

Poetry: Dollar Dreams

A dolla a dream, a dolla a dream
Oh how life could be so supreme.
A dolla a dream, come follow me
I got this cool tude sewn at my seams
A dolla a dream? I'd be rich.
Rich for a dollar I'd be.
Yeah yeah, rich dreams, that's me.


BUT!
Its NOT a dolla a dream..
Its not even true!
You go places with ideas...
That never go through!
Give up! Aint no hope..
This poor life you have? Best you cope.


BUT!
Nah... I ain't with it..
I'm gonna to be somebody one day
More than who I am!
Just like that slow daddy..
I think it was "I am Sam"?
Yeah. That nigga..
Smoke trees & say "YES YOU CAN!


A dolla a dream? High on demand.
Channel 1000, like sex's been banned
Channel 1000, like gimme one grand
This is my land, this is my sea
Look what I got, I got hands!
I got plans!
Yeah..
A dolla a dream..
In this NYC wasteland.

Poetry: Color Me..

Color me in tint & stain my skin
For I want to be one with your wind
As your wind slides through my hair
Making love to my scalp
Sending chills down my neck to my back,
Color me.

Color me grey, color me black,
Color me in colors that colors do lack
Color me white & call me your crack
Making me your addiction
Because your anti-drug I cannot be..
So please, oh please, just color me.

Color me red, color me yellow,
Color me blue, oh my dear fellow
Color me love, make my legs like jell-o
Color me purple like a deathblow.
Color me green like the grass
Color me pink like the meadows.
Color me brown like the ground
Or grey like the stone on the mound..
Please, oh please, just color me,
Because stained in your colors I want to be.

<3