When it feels
It may be
Just be an
When it is
It's not an
It is a choice.
There is no
this hurt I can't show, so I'll burn this page just like all those times before, it's all the same there and here, a tear is shed a smile is cracked the secret remains, entrenched in this heart, enveloping those bitter aspects of this bleeding past, A haze of confusion lingering...
And one could tell by how he walked he'd drunk more than his share
He staggered on until he could no longer keep his feet
Then stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Later on two young and lovely girls just happened by,
And one says to the...
about the words i yosen
every single one
is very carefully chosen
i make up words,
like drhyme and shyme
because i rather like
my poems to rhyme
if it makes no sense
it doesn't matter
as long as it rhymes
i don't give a dratter
i place the pen on the paper
found a heavy piece of wood
and thought as hard as a caveman could
until at last he understood
to him the role of King belonged
He knew he couldn't hesitate
to split every fellow caveman's pate
till on their knees they would await
King Grom the greatest of the great...
We'd problably make babies while you stare at the stars and moon,, we might be far away from each other but we can be face 2 face very soon,, staring in your mocca eyes,, feel the warm of your body temperature for the first time in a body language only your clothes enjoy...
people in my head
They get up at night
And play tricks on me
When I think that I'm in bed.
I wouldn't mind,
If one of them
Was an O.C.D. neat freak.
Who'd get up at night and
Clean my house,
A couple times a week..
soo sad to be soo smart, but always fall for the line
knew it was wrong, but still tried to make it right
so i ended up alone ,needing you every night
the thing that hurts so bad also hurts soo good
my pain was my pleasure n u were the one that understood
cheated to win
You've already lost
You may have her now
But consider the cost
You've broken a heart
And she broke her vow
Her husband's the winner
You're stuck with her now
She cheated on him
She'll cheat on you too
And when your heart is broken
It'll look good on you...
I'm sure you'll all agree,
Bananas are an easy food
And fun for you and me.
You never have to wash them;
You simply peel and eat.
Just remember to toss the peel
And only eat the meat.
If someone doesn't like them,
I'll bring along a cake.
I have a tasty recipe
What is a word
Without a voice
What is a thought
Without a feeling
I thought I knew
All I needed to
Until I realized
I didn’t know you
The way I want to
The way I dream of
Still here I am
…your next word
my heart stays locked
in this tentative presence of
you and I.
“Go fly, go fly” you said,
“I can’t, I can’t” said I.
Oh, but the alternative is to languish and wither and fade
very last goodbye.
on a cold wet winters day
and I remember places
and loved ones faces
they all seem so far away
I don't really care if your reasoning
tells you that I am strange
cause your red neck ways
won't leave you room
to face the tides of change
It's ignorance and hypocrisy
and stretch upward.
Plump, golden, lovely in your simplicity.
You imagine that maybe, possibly...
You just might be beautiful.
You just might be important.
You just might be wanted.
But then, without notice...
You’re cut down.
You're absently trampled...
To whom it may concern.
I LOVE your warm and caring heart...
I LOVE the way you rip and tear mine apart...
~I LOVE YOU~
I LOVE your kind and loving gentle words...
I LOVE the way the harsh ones make me hurt...
~I LOVE YOU~
I LOVE all your honesty and truth...
I LOVE the cold...
This little ambiguity just flopped out of my head and onto the floor...unfortunately, I picked it up and now I'm inflicting it on you poor, unsuspecting folks.
Let me also add, with the deepest apologies to my favorite poet of all time: Dear Robert, I may borrow your rhyme and...
.. so I figured I'd start working on some poetry...
all that romantical crap and stuff.
I love a man who is broken a bit.
and can't see the one that I see.
When I look thru the cracks
I see much of me,
with his low self...
for him what I meant by 'sexy in my eyes' with regards to what I am seeking in my man, my soul mate, I replied:
So I give it back to you:
His fire from within:
a glow, the luminescence that is blinding;
the funny and crazy and
passionate and brilliant.
[ The broken and...
.. by moiMusic: I will keep you safe... Sleeping at LastI promise I will keep you safeYou can trust these handsThat wrap around your faceWhen you're able to let goYou can achieve the greatest contentmentThat you know.There is no more provingIn reality or playI promise I will keep...
and half my poems were about not knowing what to write about. Then there was one about popcorn, one about poems (both were concrete poems), and one about a hamburger (based on Jabberwocky). There were also other weird ones, but I don't remember one.
beauty, as the sun sets
The breeze on our faces, your hand in mine
The warmth of our bodies, so closely entwined
I look at you, and you smile back,
No whisper, no words
Yet I knew for a fact
With that smile what you are saying
That the day's finish is not our ending
it seems a simple thing..
wasn't a Lamborghini, or a condominium...
A first-class trip to Paris, or even a county fair..
and if i were to tell him,
he probably wouldn't understand....
he said I should probably wash it.....
It smells a bit you see,
(and it does)
But it smells...
thunder in her voice.
The warning scream of a panther
as she gives you her command.
Best you heed the warning boys...
Cause, whether Storm or Cat...
You try to mess with that girl,
She'll tell you where it's at...
And after you're all wet, shivering and alone....
Time just passing by with the blues,
Filled with ups and downs and bad news,
What is before us, do we really get to choose?
Through all the pain and darkness we look for clues,
But most of the time we hear just boos,
Is it really all about paying just our dues?
We went to the supermarket....we needed two things...
Two innocent objects....but later we cringed.
Who would have thought......that two items together.
Would make people laugh....like the touch of a feather.
She had chafed lips.......and we were cooking a feed.
So off to the...
things they said, the THINGS they said!answers I so desperately seekchurn and burn and grind my souloscillating, spinning beyond my mind's controllay me bare, between the beauty and the darkdeeper and deeper and deeper I sinkdissecting and ripping and tearing and screamingmy...
When they write
Dis. joint. ed
Random flowery words
Space them like
Like a cluster that is meant to be
They call it poetry
try to write out my problem in poetry. So I did. I posted it as a question but had to cut out a stanza to do it.
Imagine being an unknown baseball player, better than those who are world reknowned, but all you have is boxing gloves and live amongst boxers.
Imagine you have...
Weary and worn out, I don't know where to begin,
The fading sun has left a lonely man with nothing more then a shadow of a grin,
Battered and bruised and often misused,
Forever left in darkness and often abused,
Life has no meaning with nothing to lose,
Time has made its...
of cotton candy move across my world view: the sliding door/window of my balcony.
Their water bound bodies keep them tethered near the ground.
Still, they seem fleet for heavy hearted clouds;
they move quickly, as though they have an appointment with something special.