InsaneSoul• Show poetry

Hey my names MICHELLE my friends call me CHELLI. im 17/F/NJ I go to UHS. im Nigerian and Proud of it My best friends are Lorena,Antionette,Karina,and Max. I am currently a senior and Sergent at my school. Im currently taken by Max. I'm a good friend and always have two shoulders for ppl to cry on. i give helpful advise but always push u in the right direction. i am tough yet fare but if u mess wit a friend of mine or anybody i think u shouldnt be messin wit i will make sure to shut u down. i have an evn number of guy and gurl friends. i dont care how i look like as long as i got clothes on and some shoes im good 2 go. dont think im not sensitive because i am but i dont easily show it. its not that im a tomboy its just that my emotions come out in my writing. I love to write poetry. I love to try new things and Basically thats it (not really)!
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my favorite poem by MICHAEL FOWLIN

Seven Times
Dedicated to all the girls and women who have said no
but were never heard.


He must've not heard me
he must've not heard me
though i said five or six or seven
times
no


And it was true
he did take me to dinner
and he did take me to a play
and it was true too
he paid
he paid
but


He must've not heard me
he must've not heard me
though i said
five
or six
or seven times
no


And upon completion of that play
ovations roared
and i cried tears of happy wonderful joy
and he wished to share the moment with me
on mountains overlooking
seas and cities
and i said "Yes!" most cheerfully
but


He must've not heard me
he must've not heard me
though i said five? or six?
or seven?
times . . . no?


And in his car i took silent pleasure
in tasting the desire held within his mouth
and he savored my excitement as well
however, contentment was not his cousin
and he placed his hands on my breasts
i became surprised,
but calm
and to him, he must've felt like the king
recapturing his castle
but when he placed his hands
on my thighs, moving his hands up my legs
towards my castle
i closed my kingdom with awesome strength
to guard what was solely mine to give
and said, "No."
but


He must've not heard me
he must've not heard me
though i said five-or-six-or-seven times
no


And to him he thought i was a tease
and he believed that my no meant yes
but i know my no meant no
but obsession took the best of him
and indentions took the best of me
as he tore apart my panties
unbuckling his belt simultaneously
and forced himself upon me
and forced himself through me
and "No!" I screamed
and i screamed
"No!"
but it was too late
he had already entered through the gate
and i cried a voiceless narration
with the pain of thousands of generations
from the grave of women in every nation
and i said,


No
no no
no no no
no
and yes


He did take me to dinner
he did take me to a play
and yes, i paid
i paid
but


He must've not heard me
he must've not heard me
though i said five
or
six
god knows
i said
seven
times


No!