I put all of my faith within you
Lavished upon you
All the love money could buy
Nurtured you
Cherished ever part of you
But once again you let me down
What more can a man do
I would ask myself repeatedly
I felt so proud
At all the admiration you received
When we went about town
I did not mind all the envy
Shown towards me
And those looks
Of pure want from other males
Could you not feel
All my adoration
That spilt
Over and made me weep
Did you not sense the emotions?
As I ran my fingers over
The sleekness of your lines
Caressed the contours
Of your wondrous body
Why oh why
Did you let me down once again!!
And now, I shall abandon you
As you abandoned me
In future
I shall tread more carefully
And buy myself a Ford!
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Men and their cars!!, the great compensator, I wrote this about four years ago, it still makes me smile. We used to have a funny night on here, those were the days, for those who can remember.
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Afflictions created addictions.
Owe something dwelled within.
They call it sin, I call it life.
Reach for you but your not there.
I say I don't care owe I do
Am bound by smoke of Corporation
Miss you very much.
Owe everything else was walk in the park.
The stop drinking constant partying ceased with ease.
So sad piling coffee in to me the substitution owe its
such a bad trip.
Funny coffee helps me sleep.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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Ciggarettes to endless coffees.
Quiet as easter.
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In post prandial reverie
I slumbered
The raven sqawked
Roused by the muted ring
I answered the call
Its always the same
Charities or energies
The urge to be rude
Was quenched
No thankyou, I said
Civil for the nonce
But strained enow
As still they come
Forever more.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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Just a bit of nonsense.
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Dear Mama, I have a cat who just gave birth to a litter of five cats. My boyfriend is jealous of all these cats and wants me to get rid of them, or at least have the cat spayed, what should I do?
Mama, Keep the cats and have your boyfriend fixed.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Enjoying my Season 2 DVD of Mama's Family. This episode has Mama helping Aunt Fran with an advice column. The show is one of the funniest I have ever seen.
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The sun beated down on me
As I laid on the shore
The salt is burning my sun burnt Skin
In my delirium of dehydration
I think I would love some water
But with fair bit of Malibu.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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While watching the tennis last Monday
I espied a peculiar view,
Of a pretty-faced buxom young damsel
With three where there ought to be two.
But don't be misled or mistaken
Or do let the facts misconstrue,
For the place where there ought to be airspace
Was where she hid ball number two.
While I watched I expressed a small worry
Should ball number two ever get lost,
But was told by the voice of authority
The WRONG one will NEVER get tossed.
So don't hang around or come looking
For the one with the three and not two,
For you're sure to become disappointed
When you find that it just isn't true.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
There used to be a girl at tennis who always put the second tennis ball down her front whilst serving, not seen so much these days as modern girls tend to tuck the second ball into their pants!
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I came upon a tiny troll
while dancing in a dream,
with her hands filled with crayons
she painted each new scene.
The sky was pink, the sun quite purple
the flowers crimson red,
vermilion streams and crystalline dreams
danced around her head.
And she looked to me, this tiny thing
a whimsical gleam shown forth,
a question asked from her bobbing head
“is this my dream, or yours?”
~SAS~
Okay I haven't sleep in awhile lol
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Posted: May 2014
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Author: Unknown
I am winter when I am Africa and Africa is me in summer time floating down the Mississippi with holy balloons on the moon !
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Posted: May 2014
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Author: Unknown
what the f*ck goes on there at the weekends ?
drinking beer and line dancing ?
so who's taken the
ufo horse to france ?
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Posted: May 2014
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Mrs Magoo went to the cinema
For the price of a shilling
She thrilled to see:
Cads
Bullet-Proof-Monks
And an exocet - shot up her own derriere!
'This is great what's next' she exclaimed
Until I came along to rip out her poodle
'There's no extra charge'
The bleeding wretch was informed
'It's on the house!'
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Posted: May 2014
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