Tonight going to make this right
he has eyes on something sparkling...
insight.
Realized old promises have to be ignited.
Actions have been duly noted, cited.
Tired of the word play,
chatter of a wedding day.
What more does one have to say?
How many more times does he have to lay?
Now he keeps talking, while the devil keeps walking.
Got his eyes on a few ties, going to use them to bind.
A tempting one will come along, shaking her behind.
Tries to get himself out of that one,
considered the advice of an only son.
Had been playing this game for years,
but his mind has many broken gears.
Let a sweetheart get away,
when all he had to do was pray.
Quick, fast, in a hurry,
motivated by worry.
Stressed, perplexed,
running on B-complex.
Always looking out for women,
all he finds is a lemon.
Very few will overlook the strange,
very few want his type in range.
Up today, down tomorrow,
a new personality he likes to borrow.
Changes like the wind,
his thoughts wrapped up in common sin.
Lust one here and lust one there,
until one tightens her underwear.
Then he acts on his passions,
starts wearing the latest fashions.
Back to doing what he does,
ignoring the one sent from above.
Nicholl McGuire is the author of Spiritual Poems by Nicholl.
I’m Lying
You
cheat on me
or
so you say
and
now here it is
our
wedding day.
You
cheat on me
oh,
now I see
you
got some crazy
feeling
twitching
your
left knee.
You
cheat on me
then
tell me your lying
while
inside I cry
I
feel like I’m dying.
You
cheat on me
oh
yes, it’s easy to see
while
your watching
each
leg crossed beside me.
Nicholl McGuire
My Perfect Mate
I kiss you.
You embrace
me.
Whisper how
you will always love me.
Words not
just for today, then gone tomorrow.
I tell you my
faults.
We work
together to fix them.
You don’t
call me crazy.
You don’t
say I’m troubled.
You tell me
you have some faults too.
There are few
words to explain
the love I
have for that someone.
A spiritual
someone who looks
at me from
across the room.
Whose eyes
love me.
Who tells me
come over, hold my hand.
Let’s talk
about everything.
He buys
unselfishly.
Holds me
perfectly.
Tells me what
I love to hear!
Because his
voice is precious.
No room for
negativity.
No room for
words to stab my heart.
Nicholl McGuire
Cheer for a Good Man
Brilliant,
wonderful
Handsome,
unique!
He’s
my man,
Sweeps
me off my feet!
Baby
all mine.
Looking
just fine,
Sitting
back drinking wine.
Love
you when your up.
Love
you when your down.
Our
love is a merry-go-round.
Kiss
me, tickle my feet
Rub
my back
Oh
so sweet.
Budgets,
cleans, cook great dinner
He’s
my man
A
sure winner!
Nicholl McGuire
When I met him…
He told me he had fallen in love
said he wanted me to be his wife.
A daughter we would have
Suga was looking for spice.
I gave him what he wanted
Attention, affection, love
and commitment.
.
But he had dark secrets
just like most men
and I wanted him, to let me in.
His feelings were hid for
the past he was protecting.
Old memories arouse,
Thoughts to renew vows.
He had hoped her mind would change
But she had moved on a long time ago.
And this he couldn’t understand
For he still loved her so.
I couldn’t be her… neither did I
want to.
I knew I took a risk when I allowed him
in
my email, my heart
my phone, my apartment
My lovely little hole…
Which he yearned for more.
But what was I to gain if his
heart was somewhere else?
What was I to gain if his mind
Was somewhere else?
Please God let him see
He is the one for me.
Please God let him know
I am the friend not the foe.
Please God show him I need him
for he completes me.
Please God be with him
Like you have for me.
Nicholl McGuire
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