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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 life
You are the one for me
I am the man for you
You were made for me
You're my ecstasy
If I was given every opportunity
I'd kill for your love
So take a chance with me
Let me romance with you
I'm caught in a dream
And my dream's come true
It's so hard to believe
This is happening to me
An amazing feeling
Comin' through
I wanna love you
I love every little thing about you
I wanna love you, love you, love you
Born - to love you
Born - to love you
Yes I was born to love you
Born - to love you
Born - to love you
Every single day - of my life
An amazing feeling
Coming through
Yes I was born to love you
Every single day of my life
Go, I love you babe
Yes I was born to love you
I wanna love you, love you, love you
I wanna love you
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely
Yeah, I want to love you
Yeah, give it to me
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 life
You are the one for me
I am the man for you
You were made for me
You're my ecstasy
If I was given every opportunity
I'd kill for your love
So take a chance with me
Let me romance with you
I'm caught in a dream
And my dream's come true
It's so hard to believe
This is happening to me
An amazing feeling
Comin' through
I wanna love you
I love every little thing about you
I wanna love you, love you, love you
Born - to love you
Born - to love you
Yes I was born to love you
Born - to love you
Born - to love you
Every single day - of my life
An amazing feeling
Coming through
Yes I was born to love you
Every single day of my life
Go, I love you babe
Yes I was born to love you
I wanna love you, love you, love you
I wanna love you
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely
Yeah, I want to love you
Yeah, give it to me
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Posted: Sep 2016
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Christmas Tradition
Once upon a Christmas a long time ago,
Santa was getting ready for his annual trip,
But problems began to appear high and low,
It was enough to give even Santa the pip.
Four of Santa’s elves got sick, life can be cruel,
The trainee elves could not produce toys very fast,
So Santa was becoming behind schedule,
And as a result he felt very downcast.
Then Mrs Claus told Santa her mum was coming to stay,
Santa couldn’t stand the whining old biddy,
This stressed Santa even more on this important day,
It made him nauseous and quite giddy.
When Santa went to harness his reindeer, what a mess,
Three were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence,
They were out there somewhere which caused him more distress,
His face grimaced as his body became tense.
When he began to load the sleigh it cracked like a gun,
The toy bag was scattered all over the icy ground,
This Christmas Eve was turning out to be not much fun,
Which was echoed in the sleigh bells’ hollow sound.
Santa needed a drink; his usual apple cider and rum,
But the elves had hidden his liquor and he had nothing to drink,
He began to get frustrated and morbidly glum,
He could see that his career was teetering on the brink.
Then he accidentally dropped his cider pot on the floor,
It broke into a hundred little pieces all over the kitchen,
When he reached for the broom, mice had eaten the end with straw,
It was like some horror story fiction.
But just then when all was doom and gloom, the doorbell rang,
Santa opened it and saw a little angel with a great big tree,
“Merry Christmas…what a lovely day,” the little angel sang,
His face beaming with Christmas spirit so joyous and free.
“I have this beautiful tree for you, where would you like me to stick it?”
He said like a happy queen bee,
Santa without thought knew where it would fit…
Thus began the tradition of the little angel a top the Christmas tree.
Santa was getting ready for his annual trip,
But problems began to appear high and low,
It was enough to give even Santa the pip.
Four of Santa’s elves got sick, life can be cruel,
The trainee elves could not produce toys very fast,
So Santa was becoming behind schedule,
And as a result he felt very downcast.
Then Mrs Claus told Santa her mum was coming to stay,
Santa couldn’t stand the whining old biddy,
This stressed Santa even more on this important day,
It made him nauseous and quite giddy.
When Santa went to harness his reindeer, what a mess,
Three were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence,
They were out there somewhere which caused him more distress,
His face grimaced as his body became tense.
When he began to load the sleigh it cracked like a gun,
The toy bag was scattered all over the icy ground,
This Christmas Eve was turning out to be not much fun,
Which was echoed in the sleigh bells’ hollow sound.
Santa needed a drink; his usual apple cider and rum,
But the elves had hidden his liquor and he had nothing to drink,
He began to get frustrated and morbidly glum,
He could see that his career was teetering on the brink.
Then he accidentally dropped his cider pot on the floor,
It broke into a hundred little pieces all over the kitchen,
When he reached for the broom, mice had eaten the end with straw,
It was like some horror story fiction.
But just then when all was doom and gloom, the doorbell rang,
Santa opened it and saw a little angel with a great big tree,
“Merry Christmas…what a lovely day,” the little angel sang,
His face beaming with Christmas spirit so joyous and free.
“I have this beautiful tree for you, where would you like me to stick it?”
He said like a happy queen bee,
Santa without thought knew where it would fit…
Thus began the tradition of the little angel a top the Christmas tree.
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
It's the time of the year for Xmas poems. Here's one I revised.Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
A chicken and an egg were lying in bed,
The chicken grinned and moved his head,
He was smoking a cigarette and had a satisfied smile,
The egg in contrast was frowning all the while,
The egg muttered with a forlorn expression,
“Well I guess we answered that old question!”
The chicken grinned and moved his head,
He was smoking a cigarette and had a satisfied smile,
The egg in contrast was frowning all the while,
The egg muttered with a forlorn expression,
“Well I guess we answered that old question!”
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
Maybe this is the answer to that age old question.
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 who you call friend
That will love you till the very end.
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 who you call friend
That will love you till the very end.
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Posted: Dec 2016
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Dead Gone
I hear you
I knew
too sudden for birds to arise?
don't think so
Surrendered you did to your
cries
sleeping ghost
that
weeps so
alone
flick your such
blanket anger
spread your'e unknown
It is you....your chance to make a difference
sleep well in the hell
now you are dead
I knew
too sudden for birds to arise?
don't think so
Surrendered you did to your
cries
sleeping ghost
that
weeps so
alone
flick your such
blanket anger
spread your'e unknown
It is you....your chance to make a difference
sleep well in the hell
now you are dead
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
Bad people.So many of them!
Heartbreak
He wants to say "I love you,"
But keeps it to "Goodnight."
Because love would mean some falling,
and she's afraid of heights.
But keeps it to "Goodnight."
Because love would mean some falling,
and she's afraid of heights.
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
Instantly feelings
ME WITHOUT YOU
I HATE THE WORLD WHEN YOUR MAD AT ME CRAZY WITHOUT YOU CAUSE YOU HELP ME DEAL WITH MY SANITY. YOUR LIKE MY CO-PILOT, MY GAS MASK IN A RIOT. I LOVE ALL YOUR BADS CAUSE THERE NOT YOUR FLAWS AND ME WITHOUT YOU IS LIKE A d*ck WITHOUT A NECK "JUST HEAD AND BALLS" ME WITHOUT YOU IS LIKE A SPIDER WITHOUT SILK, CEREAL WITHOUT MILK, THE LEANING TOWER WITHOUT THE TILT. WITHOUT YOU I GET ALL KINDS OF PAIN UP IN MY CHEST LIKE GETTING SHOT WITH 12GAUGE THROUGH A KEVLAR VEST. WITHOUT YOU IS NOT TRUE LOVE BUT WITH YOU ALWAYS FEELS LIKE NEW LOVE GIVES ME A GOOSEBUMPS WHEN WE KISS AND WHEN WE HUG! I LOVE ALL MY PEOPLE WHITE, MEXICAN, BLACK, JEWS AND ARABS TOO BUT f*ck THEM AND THE WHOLE WORLD IF THERES A ME WITHOUT YOU!
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Posted: Nov 2016
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JUST SPEAKING MY MIND
Subway
McDonald's, Dunkin Donuts
ooh, I wanna take ya
Pizza Hut, KFC, come on pretty mama
Taco John's, Hardee's
Baby, why don't we go
Burger King
Off of any city street
There's a place called Subway
That's where you wanna go to get away from it all
Meat and cheese in bread
A fountain drink cooling off your hand
We'll be falling in love to the rhythm of
"What toppings would you like on that?"
Over at Subway
McDonald's, Dunkin Donuts
ooh, I wanna take ya
To Pizza Hut, KFC
Come on pretty mama
Taco John's, Hardee's
Baby why don't we go
Over to Subway
Ooh, I wanna take her to the Subway
We'll get there fast food and then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Over to Subway
ooh, I wanna take ya
Pizza Hut, KFC, come on pretty mama
Taco John's, Hardee's
Baby, why don't we go
Burger King
Off of any city street
There's a place called Subway
That's where you wanna go to get away from it all
Meat and cheese in bread
A fountain drink cooling off your hand
We'll be falling in love to the rhythm of
"What toppings would you like on that?"
Over at Subway
McDonald's, Dunkin Donuts
ooh, I wanna take ya
To Pizza Hut, KFC
Come on pretty mama
Taco John's, Hardee's
Baby why don't we go
Over to Subway
Ooh, I wanna take her to the Subway
We'll get there fast food and then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Over to Subway
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
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.What Women Want
A group of girlfriends on vacation,
Find a five story hotel with a sign that reads,
"For Women Only Destination,"
And decide this will serve their current needs.
A good looking bouncer at the door,
Explains to them how the hotel works,
They can choose to stay on any floor,
If they are happy with that floor's perks.
So they go to the first floor but in vain,
For a sign there written in large text,
Says,"All the men here are short and plain,"
They laugh and move up to the next.
The second floor's sign still presents a problem,
And just doesn't satisfy their desire,
The men here are only short and handsome,
So they decide to move to a floor higher.
The third floor's sign reads that the men are tall and plain,
They still want better and with two floors left,
They decide there could be much more to attain,
Surely the next floor won't leave them bereft.
On the fourth floor the sign is more exciting,
All men here are tall and handsome for sure,
They start to go in, it is so inviting,
But wonder what they'll miss on the fifth floor.
They move to the fifth floor and read the sign,
"There are no men here," it states with caution,
For the floor was built only to define,
That there is no way to please a woman!
Find a five story hotel with a sign that reads,
"For Women Only Destination,"
And decide this will serve their current needs.
A good looking bouncer at the door,
Explains to them how the hotel works,
They can choose to stay on any floor,
If they are happy with that floor's perks.
So they go to the first floor but in vain,
For a sign there written in large text,
Says,"All the men here are short and plain,"
They laugh and move up to the next.
The second floor's sign still presents a problem,
And just doesn't satisfy their desire,
The men here are only short and handsome,
So they decide to move to a floor higher.
The third floor's sign reads that the men are tall and plain,
They still want better and with two floors left,
They decide there could be much more to attain,
Surely the next floor won't leave them bereft.
On the fourth floor the sign is more exciting,
All men here are tall and handsome for sure,
They start to go in, it is so inviting,
But wonder what they'll miss on the fifth floor.
They move to the fifth floor and read the sign,
"There are no men here," it states with caution,
For the floor was built only to define,
That there is no way to please a woman!
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Posted: Sep 2016
About this poem:
This was written some time back. I don't think things have changed that much.
Here Smile
Her Smile
By: Nia
When she smiles at me or to the world
It seems as though her glow illuminates and agitates
A rhythm like a rainbow magically appears in the sky
Magnetically, her smile lights up the world
Not unlike the moon to a dark universe
She step into my life while all alone
Capturing my heart unbeknownst to thee
And her name is MJC
The J is for Jo and yes...I'm missing her
Missing the vocal tone that I've
Become so accustomed to
How could it be wrong for me
To say that I love you?
She said, it's not "normal" for a...
Person wanting or needing to
Call or text his or her love one
After the relationship is over!
Well, tell me then honey
What's normal?
Is it not right for a man or woman to put up
His or "best" fight to save those
Loving moments of happy days
Or, am I to behave as though it's okay or...
Drop it as it's hot?
See, CJ that's a slippery slop, sloop slid to K because all too long we...
As a people simply throw in the towel far too early as I…. cry out
Dry tears because it seems strange to explain the pain
Therefore the tears remain inside...damn I try....hard to hide
My truth from you because wanting to reach out to you
Just to say Hi anytime I'd like is a struggle
Eternally it's a fight and it gets hard at night!
Because I know she hurts too!
I feel and felt like calling up a crew to relate this message
On my behalf...glad I and I came to my senses
Last thing I'd want is for her to get even further pissed
Wishing, praying upon a star that your heart
Won't take all of this in a way that's negative
Perhaps you'll read it entirely and in'ceive it as it's..
Meant to be...ok baby I'll admit it...loneliness...
Is the only feeling momentarily I see
And please don't go there…I'm not in any fashion
Trying to make you feel guilty about anything
Really, I'm simply pouring out and sharing my feelings
To my sister, friend and woman that I love deeply and care about
Whole heartily, so excuse or give me pardon
For this poem being written entirely with honesty
It's only my opinion (yeah) and I'm not clamming to know...
All things and irrespective of what you think of me
Expressing my heart in this vulnerable spiritual state
Her smile reminds me of the uncontrollable...
Laughter of a child tickled to the max
Surely, you've heard that sound before
May I be honest with you lady? You I adore!
No babe, this isn't one of those pressurized poems!
To endeavor a change of heart
One thing is for sure, I don't wanna make you angry
Anymore than you already are!
One last thing I'd care to say
Trust and believe "I wanna respect your wishes
And give you your space
But know this...
It's challenging when all I see is your face!
Copyright 2012
By: Nia
When she smiles at me or to the world
It seems as though her glow illuminates and agitates
A rhythm like a rainbow magically appears in the sky
Magnetically, her smile lights up the world
Not unlike the moon to a dark universe
She step into my life while all alone
Capturing my heart unbeknownst to thee
And her name is MJC
The J is for Jo and yes...I'm missing her
Missing the vocal tone that I've
Become so accustomed to
How could it be wrong for me
To say that I love you?
She said, it's not "normal" for a...
Person wanting or needing to
Call or text his or her love one
After the relationship is over!
Well, tell me then honey
What's normal?
Is it not right for a man or woman to put up
His or "best" fight to save those
Loving moments of happy days
Or, am I to behave as though it's okay or...
Drop it as it's hot?
See, CJ that's a slippery slop, sloop slid to K because all too long we...
As a people simply throw in the towel far too early as I…. cry out
Dry tears because it seems strange to explain the pain
Therefore the tears remain inside...damn I try....hard to hide
My truth from you because wanting to reach out to you
Just to say Hi anytime I'd like is a struggle
Eternally it's a fight and it gets hard at night!
Because I know she hurts too!
I feel and felt like calling up a crew to relate this message
On my behalf...glad I and I came to my senses
Last thing I'd want is for her to get even further pissed
Wishing, praying upon a star that your heart
Won't take all of this in a way that's negative
Perhaps you'll read it entirely and in'ceive it as it's..
Meant to be...ok baby I'll admit it...loneliness...
Is the only feeling momentarily I see
And please don't go there…I'm not in any fashion
Trying to make you feel guilty about anything
Really, I'm simply pouring out and sharing my feelings
To my sister, friend and woman that I love deeply and care about
Whole heartily, so excuse or give me pardon
For this poem being written entirely with honesty
It's only my opinion (yeah) and I'm not clamming to know...
All things and irrespective of what you think of me
Expressing my heart in this vulnerable spiritual state
Her smile reminds me of the uncontrollable...
Laughter of a child tickled to the max
Surely, you've heard that sound before
May I be honest with you lady? You I adore!
No babe, this isn't one of those pressurized poems!
To endeavor a change of heart
One thing is for sure, I don't wanna make you angry
Anymore than you already are!
One last thing I'd care to say
Trust and believe "I wanna respect your wishes
And give you your space
But know this...
It's challenging when all I see is your face!
Copyright 2012
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
I'm sure the readers of this piece can feel it, know why it was written. It's from the book Humanity (Deep Between The Lines of Spoken Words). That was then...the past.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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