“Infatuation” was about my having feelings for a woman who was involved in a complicated relationship with another woman. She loved hard but also desperately wanted to let go. They were together for more than ten years, so it was very hard for her to do so. As I became her interest and she started to gain feelings for me, I was enjoying her but also not ready for what she wanted to offer, being that I was younger, and had my mind on other things. I honestly really was not understanding what she or I wanted from each other. The poem was about us always sneaking to hold conversations, having our own fake emails, our own meet up destinations, I mean the whole 9 yards. To this very day I kept my promise and no one in our group knows we even knew each other. Shame our circle never knew. We had something in the lines of Eric Roberson and Lalah Hathaway's song Dealing without the getting caught part. Infatuation was about not only our physical or mental attraction to one another but also our intimate attraction. Infatuation came about her offering and my finally taking a trip to another state to meet up with her but what was supposed to be for a few days became only for one night. After engagements and her finally almost getting caught I decided to detach myself slowly from the situation because it was becoming way too much to bear. I could not see myself as number two nor gaining feelings for someone who was unsure. Then when she was finally free I was not anymore. To this day I still remember her and I still think of her but I let those be pleasant memories. I recently spoke to her and she is doing well. She said wowwww thanks for thinking of me and remembering my Birthday. Thanks for contacting me to say Happy Birthday to me My Blast from the past. I could not do anything but smile. Sweet Sweet Memories that I will forever cherish deep in my heart. I do know that if ever the world turns and guide us both in the same direction once again, I will be there for her Time after Time.
Shanquita (Q Poetik) Williams is a working professional, a spoken word artist, and an aspiring model. She helps people to get in touch with who they really are through expressing her feelings through her Spoken Word performances and her writings.
Shanquita (Q Poetik) Williams has always enjoyed writing poetry, music, and modeling. In fact, by the time she was 10, she had already won a modeling, talent, and fashion show contest. At the age of 12 she won a contest for a poem to be published in a news article in her state. Soon afterwards, Shanquita began to always focus on her writing skills, her fashion styles, and her music. Now she is working with a company to enhance her talents to become known around the world.
My favorite part of Spoken Word is being able to express myself and inspiring others to do the same. Writing allows me to get in tune with my true feelings, to release my words instead of holding it all in, and overcome my fears of speaking out freely. Also, meeting new people who enjoy writing and reciting can be a lot of fun!
Over her shoulder I
read your eyes and I see the fear and the pain Your teardrops began to fall
suddenly and steadily like the rain from shame I stand still like a
windowsill and catch your love from a distance for instance
You are so
close to me but yet so far away but I stay only to wonder why you allow
yourself to get treated in such a way I see she could never be me but out
of respect I let you be free free to love free to care free to always
want to be there but it's not fair to me someone who like DeJa Vu wants
to love you over and over and over again and again amd again until you
realize at all costs and at all times I will put you first if you were
mines For worse and for better I'll do whatever to feel your kiss that is
benign as we interwine in my mind is where I imagine lying next to your
passion Your aura remains like
aroma from my veins so sweet cascading emotions from my head to my feet
leaves me weak as we finally meet for the first time outside of my mind
Escaping my dreams like
Pandora's Box I'm
waiting for you to open me only you have the key to my mystery that's
awaiting for you to do those things that you do Oh! So well your smell is
unique phenomenal is your critique we creep to sneak away from the drama
of that day well that night that turned into that day As We Lay until
morning 6 a.m. to be precise it was Oh! So nice but then reality kicks
in I win But Only For One Night now it's time for
this to end I begin to release my presence learning one of life's most
hardest lessons letting go of a gift that belongs to someone esle
restraining from obtaining that one for yourself only because love should
not be complicated but appreciated I evaluated and retaliated only to
find that in the back of my mind I'll be there for you if I'm needed for
your comfort Time after Time.