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“It’s Unbelievable”

Its unbelievable, can u believe I found the realest? I can’t…never thought I would. Never thought that I’d end up writing poems again after the last but he put me back at the desk with the pen and the paper…I’m in my spotlight.

It feels good to be able to express my feelings for another that I think (scratch that) know I can end up spending the rest of my life with. I wanna marry him and…I know I’ve said this in the past but…I dreamt about this one more than once.

We talked about life after high school. The both of us hopefully going to college, finding careers, owning a home, getting married, having kids and being parents. I can see us at an old age in retirement, being grandparents with grandchildren…all that good stuff.

I know of his fam and he knows of mine. He loves me for who I am not what people try to make or say of me, or what others want me to become. Antwan...Yeah I love him. The reason why? LoL...Its because he’s that one in a million, once in a life time, one of a kind…wow…It’s Unbelievable.

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2008 Taylah Devonne Bland

Random Love Emergencies

“I was rushed to the emergency room today so please don't worry about the fact that I'm in the hospital...the doctor said it was your fault anyway. You see I had this nasty bruise on my leg and I told him who you were...he had said that the cause of the injury was because I fell in love...He said that when I caught feelings for you I had gotten overwhelmed so deeply that I fell really badly and hurt myself. It kinda hurts to walk but its ok though.

I had gone to the nurse today because my heart was beating really slowly. She had asked me what makes me happy. I told her food and presents...she laughed and then I told her that you were what I enjoyed. She had suggested that I needed to be around you in order to get back to normal and she was going to call me out of school on an "emergency nurse release". But I told her there was no need because you were in school. She wasn't sure what another alternative would be to get me back to normal so she wrote up a nurse note and told me to go and see my doctor.

Before I could get to the doctor I went to the emergency room...again but only because I had wondered why I was unable to hear my favorite music or peoples voices. He had asked me on a piece of paper what I have been listening to before I go to sleep and I wrote him that we talk on the phone and fall asleep with each other at night. He replied on the paper that I can't hear voices because yours is the only voice that my ears enjoy...and I can't hear my music because the sound of you sleeping is the rhythm to my favorite song."

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2008 Taylah Devonne Bland

“Built Like A Knight”

Yaw know I’ve been through the hurt and the pain,
GOING INSANE!!!...I’m just trying to find the one to help me…my protection from the rain,

Be better than what I’ve had & will do any and everything, just to make me glad.
One to comfort me if I’m angry or sad, happy or mad,

This world isn’t the same because it has changed, and I’m a Queen…who needs a Knight,
No matter how many haturz TRY to beat our hearts down, keeping us together he won’t give up the fight,

A knight so strong he will protect but help me to overcome my fears,
One who’s man enough to stand up & be by my side to gently wipe away my tears,

He has to love me for who I am on the outside and in,
The one who has no problem introducing himself to all of my kin,

He must stand tall & know when to admit upon his wrongs,
One who considers my heartbeat the sound of his favorite song,

All this I found in him so its he who I adore,
Thus why I can proudly say, “Te Quiero Mi Amor”.

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2008 Taylah Devonne Bland

“F.R.E.S.H”

Fresh like the smell after the summer storm, like as the gutters do the rain and all of the contaminants my past has been filtered…washed away so that new life my flourish and grow.

Roots will then grow so strong and deep that the love in our hearts will build a structure off the foundation that we have built for each other.

Like a nice hot shower my heart has been cleansed, cleansed so clean that my heartbeat is bold…pumping strong from your healing.

The freshness that you’ve sent to me is so uplifting that I rise high to the top over the clouds on a mountain…and finally through my lungs I can breathe the cool crisp air.

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2007 Taylah Devonne Bland

“One in the Same”

Into (me speaking):
“Someone gets shot & automatically I think of him. It’s like he wanted me to make this message known. When it came to me…yeah it made me cry but…it’s also made me think. Something needs to be done. Violence will prevail unless we act now…”

Taylah - ♥
07’
Seniors 08
- R.I.P KJ
(Kerry B. Foster)

(Introduction):

(Me talking during radio news cast reporting another shooting in the city of Hartford)

“Dis is krazie now mayne…we as people of our communities have to try and do something about this even if we think that we’ll fail…its worth a try and hopefully open some eyes cause I’m thru with hearing about these eyes closing…true talk…lets do this…”
Verse #1:

I know it’s diverse but look close we all one in the same/
You both reside in a hood it & you both got gangs/
Both sides bang as bed it seems most sides sell/
If you dirty wake up alert and don’t slip or you’ll be up in the jail/
We all tryin not to get stuck or caught deep down in the well/
But don’t you see we all trapped on this earth that I call a “Glorified Hell”/
Both sides ride but when yaw’ll come in contact & collide/
Dere will always be that one life in which the medics can’t revive…/

Chorus:

Your hood id his hood, she bang and he bang,
This has to stop cause no matter what we are one in he same,
Yeah ya got different names but in every hood it rains,
Feel the pain no matter what cause we are one in the same,

Verse #2:

It hits close to home and best believe that it hurts/
But only we can keep those bodies from laying up in the hurse/
Tore my heart when I heard my boy got hit at his home/
Must we forget about our fists and resort to using the chrome/
It stops here more families dressed in black crying up in the church/
No more seeing mothers crying grabbin tissues up outta their purse/
Mothers don’t wanna see their babies on the ground slowly closing their eyes/
No more sending memories of loved ones in balloons to the skies/

Chorus:

Your hood id his hood, she bang and he bang,
This has to stop cause no matter what we are one in he same,
Yeah ya got different names but in every hood it rains,
Feel the pain no matter what cause we are one in the same,

“This has got to stop man, innocent people dying over senseless beef…whatever happened to good ol’ fashion fists fights man? Too many young future leaders dying in these streets…stay safe folk…join the movement…save a life…stop the violence…”

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2007 Taylah Devonne Bland

“11/28/2007”

I am “alone”.
Now by myself i suffer room mixed emotions of anger, impatience, aggravation, frustration, sadness...

I am “deaf”.
Nights are lonely. Without the sound of your voice i yearn to hear words drip from your tounge, and enter the sounds that flow through my ears.

I am “weak”.
No one else see's it, only my closest friends know that my heart is weeping. It want you to come home because it can't bare the fact that your away. With every tear that drain from the eyes it grows weaker burning from temptation to quit.

I am “vulnerable”.
They know that your locked away & won't leave me alone. But I'm a strong black women so I will stay true to my word...no other shall I date because I am your girl.

I am “patient” .
I won't quit nor leave but will continue to wait for your presence to accompany mine. I won't stop feeling some type of way for you. I've searched this long to find one like you, I can't wait even longer for someone like you. Our bond is strong keeping us intact even thought we're detached...

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2007 Taylah Devonne Bland

“Captured”

I see someone who cares, that I can consider my safety item; like a teddy bear to a child. One who sees’s me for who I am and not for what people say.

You know that my heart is truly like candy. Sweet on the inside but is surrounded by a layer of sour coating; like with every person who has been heartbroken comes heartbreaks, disappointment, and sadness...etc…

You found your candy bay, took the time to get through the sour outer layer & reached the sweetness within my heart. So yeah I can say you have succeeded where others have failed…I guess you got me feelin some type of way…

You’re a secure individual who knows what you want & is courageous enough to pursue it. For you to be what my eyes have seen & to have you entrapped in my heart and mind…is a blessing.

Look in the mirror & tell me what you see. Or better yet let me look into your eyes and tell you what mines have captured…

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2007 Taylah Devonne Bland

“Dear Jehovah”
[My prayer to the Lord]

Our father, all mighty Jehovah who art in heaven,

I hope I’m not but it feels as if I’m upsetting him. With all this school work, jobs, college applications and essays, the words spoken were true…We really aren’t spending enough time with each other Lord.

I’d love to quit with it all and just be with him, but we all know that this school stuff will pay off in the long run. I just want us to help each other not just within the boundaries of a relationship, but in other things most preferably school. Yes I do need that extra voice sometimes telling me to keep doing what I’m doing.

Hope he don’t give up on me, I’m really trying its true. Without him I feel that grades will slip even though he’s not my tutor. It’s his mental state of being serious about school that makes me more determined to finish father God.

Unlike some of those other boys out there he knows where he wants his future to go…and that’s forward. I’m not talking about all of them but the place those others are headed is dull, they want everything to stay the same. He on the other hand see’s nothing but many different doors that will shine bursts of light when they open. But no matter how much light shines in his direction, the light that you have given him from within to shine upon others will over power it.

He is stunning on the outside but his beauty on the inside…Lord this is your blessing to me. All I ever asked for in a companion you’ve put before me; candid, passive, affectionate, intellectual, understanding, courteous, comical but serious, and altruistic…THIS IS HIM!!! Even though he doesn’t believe in you…I thank you on his behalf.

Lord, send my thanks in a blessing to his parents for doing such a fine job with this young man…this gentleman. May we be guided by your will and power to journey further in life together. I thank you for all your blessings that I have received over these 17 years that you have given me to breathe the air that you’ve put on this earth.

For thine is the kingdom, the power & the glory, for ever and ever, in Jesus name I pray…Amen.
Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2007 Taylah Devonne Bland

Heaven Sent

To me you are a special present wrapped in a box with ribbon and a bow…sent to me from God.
To others you were just an egg that was conceived in the hospital thanks to your mother & father.

Your mind is beautiful, bright like a high orange burst of yellow from the sun upon corn on the cob.
Theirs other fish in the sea but I’m satisfied and content with what I have so why bother?

God has given me a gift in which it was meant for me to love, cherish, respect and embrace.
So I won’t ignore but accept, in order to show my gratitude and no disrespect.

If they want to talk all that stuff let em’ go and blab that noise and make salty faces.
But just know that the haters are only hatin cause neither one of us can they get.

Just know that your special in every which way, and I hope and pray that you don’t change.
It’s the little things that I’ll always remember, your way with words leave me calm and content.

I don’t want to ever know life without you; I just know that with you absent from my side it felt strange.
I will never lose, forget, or let my gift go… you are from God, my gift heaven sent…

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2007 Taylah Devonne Bland

“I Just Wanna Thank You”

You’ll say there’s no need…its something you’re supposed to do. Trust me though if you didn’t want to you wouldn’t have done it.

1st, thank you for the call…one in which brightened my day…more so than the sun does to the earth in the morning
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Thank you for making my insides shine so that everyone could see my joy. Seriously, the glow from within my heart shined and gleamed through my pearly whites, across the room like a shooting star…when you made me smile.

Very rarely do others call just to say, “I Love You”…so for showing me that you cared…I just wanna thank you.

Taylah Devonne Bland
Copyright © 2007 Taylah Devonne Bland