Random Epitaph Poems (28)

I might not be the kind of boy everyone would call a perfect boyfriend. I might not have everything and might not be able to make you smile every time I was an alcoholic, a gangster, a jerk, but from the day I met you, I could never stop thinking about you. And from the day you accepted me and when you became the love of my life I changed. I never felt this happy with any other girl. Whenever I see you smile, there's always a happiness in me. I might not have been much of anything, but believe me, I loved you more than anyone. I loved you more than me.

I'm sorry i dont give you happy thoughts to think out loud,
I'm sorry if my words are dark and and always seem so proud,
I'm sorry if that my venom is a twisted visage,
of a former self conflicted, with a hatred that left me gifted,
with darkness heart thats torn apart destroyed by earnest witches.

but once upon a mid day dreary,
a soul laid waste and left with fury,
mans gods were there but didnt care,
as evil stalked, with pensive stares.

but once a womans hands have wrought,
the fetished evil that they've got,
and laid to waste a soul not bought,
twas heavens hands to which he fought.

a fathers place is by their side ,
protected by his handsom light,
and if he fails in his charge ,
he deserves wrath of the devils march.

I'm sorry that you cannot see,
i'm sorry you will never speak,
I'm sorry if they cast a stone,
u should not stand at the gates alone.

I'm sorry i dont give you happy thoughts to think out loud,
I'm sorry if my words are dark and and always seem so proud,
I'm sorry if that my venom is a twisted visage,
of a former self conflicted, with a hatred that left me gifted,
with darkness heart thats torn apart destroyed by earnest witches

...Let me rest my soul on your chest...

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journey above

never say goodbye
to the ones you love
just wish them well
on their journey above
only time will tell
how the heart will mend
when i journey above
and we meet again
so much time
has gone past
that my happiness
won't return
untill we're together
at last
you promised a love
so long and true
but G-D
had other tasks
in Heaven
for you to do
for you
i see no more pain
i see no more stress
because i know
your soul
has moved on
to a much better address
i will love you
always and forever
and i will forget you
n e v e r

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david fern

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For years you sucked and sucked
And sucked,
And you were goddam good at it, and it seemed
That you'd go on sucking forever.
You sucked enthusiastically, your bags filling
Just as quickly as mine emptied, each time
I turned you on.
But one day you just stopped;
I never asked why.
I placed you by the curb this morning,
Just an inoperable, suctionless shell,
Still full of dust and semen.

You were my life,my everything,you completed me is so many ways.
All these feelings I have for you thru the years and even now
day by day.

Life is so boring without you never was a dull moment when you were around your laughter all thru the house.
Now everything is so quiet around here quieter than a church mouse.

Things will never be the same around here now that you are gone and
its so hard now to get use to.
When we were together the time flew.

But you are still very much around our house im not changing a thing.
I can still hear your voice around here when you use to sing.

I look at the dog I see her eyes I know shes sad she misses you playing
with her you made her so happy.
You always showed her attention no matter what even when you felt crappy.

You are still a big part of our lives around here.
As Im trying to live my life without you my biggest fear.

(Part 12) "Terminal Paradox"

The story so far.... John Norrington, only survivor of the
coach tragedy, manages to find sanctuary in a cave
and comes in contact with a large meteorite that had
crashed there hours before. He collapses to the ground
and a few minutes later feels revitalised and gains
new powers and abilities. Returning to the Norrington
manor, he creates a costume for his disguise as the
Black Dove and then goes in search of his friend's killers.
He finally catches up with Jack Wild and his outlaws.
Norrington and Jenkins board a ship. They eventually set sail
back to England. On their way back the ship is caught in
strange fog, which transports them into the future, then
to the past, and finally back to their present, and they are
back home. Everything seems normal but for the fact it is
one day prior to the coach tragedy. Norrington prepares
to alter the events that would follow, As the outlaws
are coming closer to the coach with their guns drawn Jack
Wild cries to the passengers to get out of the coach,
Norrington leaps out the coach and jumps onto Jack Wild.
The other outlaws fire at Norrington. He falls to the ground
and lies there lifeless. While the outlaws chase after the
stagecoach to capture its passengers, the King's guards
approach from the opposite side and give help to
Norrington. who regains strength and disguised as the
Black Dove chases the runaway coach. He has very
little time now for stopping the coach.
Climbing on top of his horse he takes a leap and descends
on the roof of the coach, which is now rounding the bend and
heading for the edge of the cliff. He applies a hand brake and
flames leap up from the wheels. The steering connection to the
horses snaps up and the coach grinds to a halt. The Black Dove
climbs down to check on the passengers. Finding his wife Beth
alive he smiles at her, then collapses to the ground. She climbs
out of the coach. Lifting his mask she sees in amazement that
the man was her husband John. She kisses him and asks, why
he is wearing this outfit, he tells her that he is the Black Dove
he wanted to prevent the tragedy from occurring again. Then
he dies and disappears right before her eyes, Beth is in tears
kneeling on the ground. Moments later John Norrington
materialises inside the coach, wondering where he had been.
Beth turns round and discovers her man is alive, but how
can this be? She is beside herself with joy as they succeed in
repairing the coach and continue their journey to Cornwall.
The Black dove had served his purpose: by saving his friends
he had created a new timeline which never included the
heroic Black Dove, as in this timeline the Black Dove
has never really existed. THE END

If i had three wish's
Two i would give to you
You could wish for anything
But i would wish for you..

I hold
set my spirit free
hear the waves of the ocean
faithfully aboard the cold
close my eyes and dream
like ripples on the water
beyond the abyss
the echoed voice of hope
my soul has run aground

There can be No Easter Sunday !
Rev. Fulton Sheen