Memory
one night still living with my EX knowing id be leaving soon I woke up in the middle of a dead sleep with tears falling and these words came to mind as I laid there staring at his hand while he slept. Still i dont know where we went wrong or what I did wrong still I know I was a good woman to him! For 20 solid years
Be careful of what you ask for...
God's own Will for us always supersedes what we want for ourselves, so we need to be mindful of that when we ask, and wait, for His response.??
BETTER BELLY BUSS, THAN GOOD FOOD WAS’E
A Trini’s 'over-used' excuse for gluttony. (lol!)
IF I WAS A TREE
All too often I have a moment of clarity concerning the truth that things aren't always what they seem.
Dating
My poem speaks the lure of dating sites by individuals who seek true love using a forum that is filled with the unknown. It can be a scary but also quite fulfilling experience...
raindance in the road
Let me put on a little John Lee Hooker groove here, and write me some fine lyrics. Here you go Kathy this will cheer you :)
Changing
... this is written in my mother tongue - German ... I can not translate it in English propperly ...
Rain
We have had a lot of rain here for the last two weeks which has caused a lot of damage in my area. Luckily for me I live on a hill.
Do You Know Me
I write lyrics and put them to music, using my guitar. I imagine what I would say to a woman I'm infatuated with, yet do not know.
I will keep watching
I will keep watching...! as you said like a lonely man who is watching the night sky while awaiting for the rising of my star I will keep watching...! while believing the star which I'm awaiting for will rise for sure I will keep watching.
Dear woman from little boy
[ winter 2002 ]
let the yeats be kind
this cabin be the same as real though the texture has a different feel her fingerprints upon the door scuffed heel scar upon the floor in walked she as moonlit shone her ghost a'rest upon my own the lake her eye oft frozen
Lovley Lights
Ants are so cool.
The woman is similar to wine
Yes, the woman is similar to wine, And where wine, is important for the man there To know sense of proportion. Don't look for the reason Not it is guilty of wine if I am drunk-. Yes, in the woman as in the book, the wisdom is. The sense is
WiFi
Imagine if you could transport a band from 1967 SF to the present day...what would they make of this internet age?..well, here's a fair go at what kind of song lyric they might write...
A TALE OF TWO SHADOWS 11/27/2015
I believe this piece may be one of my best ones of 2015. Its about Deep Intimacy... It goes along the lines of another posted up sometime ago. LOCKED IN MORTAL EMBRACE. Hope u enjoy it. Cos it was a good write. Its not yet on any of my albums of mine. But it lives up to my writing styles in the truest sense... SINCERELY YOURS - BOBBY
Understanding
So, you think you've had it tough my friend.. And times seem rather bad... But life is what you make of it.. And if perchance you've had A series of misfortunes and you feel you want to die... Before you give the game away consider for a while..
I Was Born To Love You
I was born to love you With every single beat of my heart Yes, I was born to take care of you Every single day... I was born to love you With every single beat of my heart Yes, I was born to take care of you Every single day of my
The Searching
Brand new. Wanted to write this just for the site....
Subway
Just thinking of the last sub I had at Subway. I bought two footlongs for their special coupon for 12 dollars. I am not doing that again. It's better to just get a six inch sub and eat it fresh. My favorite place in town is UNO'S where they serve Chicago style deep dish pizza.
True Meaning of Love
Love is like a game of Chess The wrong move could cost you everything Love is like conquering a Territory If you leave that Territory sit for too long without care It will be taken by someone else, Conquered Love is like a secret that some can n
Lost For Words
I write many lyrics. I struggle to write about love though. Always seems it should be easy when I read someone else's words, but finding my own never is.
WHO WILL LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE OLD AND GREY?
Who will love you when you're old and grey? Who will love you when your looks fade away? Who will take that extra time To tell you that you're doing fine? It's not the hardest task to bear To work out just who will be there, It will be those wh
Survival
Fights man with each other for a handful of rice; strangles others' throat which is never nice. Adopts man many a manner to see him happy and wealthy; makes the life of others a hell and creates an atmosphere not healthy. Suckles other's
The Bubble and I
"Welcome, you Bubble," asked I, "Please tell me one thing. For a moment you come But what us to bring?" Said the Bubble, "I'm for a moment, True, and must vanish soon; But hark you , my man! For me this life is a boon. Life has its own ch
Dear God
Dear God up Above Shelter Those in need of your protection and love. Help them find a safe place to stay And erase all their pain away Comfort those who are alone And those who are far away from home. Give them hope and piece of mind That
Dreams of the junk collector
"Dreams of the junk collector" is a sequel to "The junk collector`s bedtime story." It describes in more detail about a favorite American pastime.During the heavy rains of 2011,the areas surrounding Chicago experienced severe flooded streets and basements.The next day,people were throwing stuff out and transformed the town where I live into a picker`s paradise.That was in July,during my vacation! When I returned to work,my colleagues asked me where I went on vacation. I replied with "Nowhere,really." All I had to do was just drive around town and fill up the van with whatever good stuff I could find.I could not fill it up fast enough. Now,that`s my idea of a good time!
sky
this poem s for anyone who like a person morethen everything .
" Desparate Love " by Jonroan
I wrote this when an old girlfriend put me out on a snowy night in Arkansas. I showed it to her the next day, after I had thawed out, and she put me out again. I called her a B****, to which she responded, ' Thank you ', just as sweet and sincere as can be. She really was one, by the way.
You never came
Sometime we wait for a face , sometime we wait for a sound , sometime we wait for a touch in silent DEW...all life long...
Without You
Without You, How Did I Live Like This? How Did I Live Without You? Without You, How Did I Live Like This? How Did I Live Without You? With Your Memories,My Nights Passed – 2 The Moonlight Talks To Me About You My Nights Are Lonely With Out You
give me thine kiss
This is poem for one,i am dreaming of one such love in my life,who can love without intentions,change in me,and demands,and comparing without me with others..keep smiling
Love
I have been serching for this one person for a long time and am still waiting for her
THE END - POLITICALLY CORRECT CHRISTMAS ©
I felt much better after I got it all off my chest.... and that I made people laugh.
The Options
To forgive,to move on,to shut down in fear Or to leave for another place It's all in the stories we get to hear And the options we get to face Depending upon what we think is
from the Bible 1 Cor 13, 4-7
It´s the best descriptio of love ever heard.
The rupture
Just a simple lyric poem
Why can’t you be yourself?
Can you accept the fact? To be yourself and attempt not to act To impress a member of the opposite gender By being romantic and tender Can’t you see that soon the truth will become clear? How will you explain your lies my dear? You
Nevermind
When you got to cut ties, with someone who is only hurting you.
River
Show me a sign of troubles in your heart. Spare me your lies and tell me that you're mine. Made me a slave to the secrets of your silence. But you told me to stay. And you told me you're mine. And our bodies float on the river to the oceans of demise
The People are Strange
people around, humans lives.. words that come from my mind
SINISTER SMILE
It's about lost CHILDHOOD.