for give, for giving
the whole world seems
forgiven for living
these ends to extremes
for give me mine
indiscretions that
seemed so benign
i nearly fell flat
forgive me my will
that hard hit the wall
hardened me until
i forgot to recall
for give ruled golden
those marking my way
to many beholding
indebted to repay
forgive petty tiffs
words carelessly blurted
would take back if
not mindlessly inserted
forgive for deceiving
those loved the most
close bonds bereaving
pride left to boast
forgive me my pride
that brought to the brink
in cold heart to abide
hardened armor to chink
forgiving and forgetting
letting bygones be bygones
setting aside regretting
merciful pardon undergone
for give, to live
free from our angst
amongst the living
forgive to give thanks
© agoodguy2have 2011-07-30
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Posted: Aug 2011
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whether in deep of dark
whether brightest of noonday
there's always eyes askance
casing out the come-what-may
checking angles broadly obtuse
to meaning of some stances
and other sideways glances
seeing what they can deduce
dressed in black sleek style
with shiny silent-soled shoes
steeling their desires awhile
looking affections to peruse
undecided won't be chided
on what may happen possibly
taking what comes in stride
capers can happen plausibly
who's the thief and who's
the hapless victim can be
in love's game hard to choose
pilfered affection too pat to see
yet if i am your prize you
might then surmise that i too
a second-story man pull a coup
to steal your heart, in full view
just be aware that life ain't fair
and goods are taken every day
some want more than a share
of hearts affections to take away
© agoodguy2have 2011-08-02
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Posted: Aug 2011
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Author: Unknown
I WENT TO WAR WITH A WALL
Don’t worry honey, I protect my life
With a concealed and well honed knife
No switch blade, just a steak knife we had laying around
But just like a switch blade it will bring a man down
Don’t worry honey, I know the street too well
When you walk with me can’t you tell?
The street agrees with me and I with the street
And sincerely the street and you should meet
It’s a place where animals get out for awhile
Away from a place of cement and tile
So they rush to the trough just like all of the rest
And then scurry back to their cage or their nest
None of them give a damn about anyone
They don’t even trust a priest or a nun
Wave the Monroe Doctrine in front of them and they wince
Because everyone there thinks they’re a princess or prince
So when I go to various venues to rob and tosteal
You know it baby, your lover is for real
Oh, and just in case I happen to fail
Make sure you can get money for my bail
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
I JUST WANT HER TO SAVE SPARE CHANGE IN A COFFEE CAN SO WHEN I NEED BAIL IT WILL BE THERE, THAT'S ALLS I'M SAYIN'
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Author: Unknown
I MUST REMEMBER TO FORGET
I remember when you didn’t remember the time nor the place
I recall how you didn’t recall our first kiss and how it made your heart race
I know you’ve forgotten what you swore you’d never forget
And I know you didn’t know that I’ve loved you since the moment we first met
Simply to help your memory function well and be precise
You opined that if this is what forever is like you wanted a slice
Your words spoke softly of romance as well did your heart
And I’m certain you don’t recall promising to give me your all from the start
You can’t envision the first time I came into your vision
Or swearing to every god there is we will never suffer division
You swore we’d be one and never be done making each other’s heart race
Yet I remember our firsts of everything especially our first emphatic and embrionic embrace
You don’t understand that I still don’t understand why you had to go
I suppose to you our love became irrelevant and obsolete
that’s all I know
It’s sorrowful how fast a first can so easily become a last
And now years later all we are is part of each other’s past
© 2011.…Poefree
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
because i caught this here aardvark and it must be good fer sumptin'
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The armor I have been wearing has been pierced
a tidal wave of joy rode in an settled near my heart
I am torn by the feelings of compassion and empathy
and wish I could go back to having a cold blackheart
A window was opened, all these new feelings rushed in
Instead of pushing them out, I swiftly shut the door
I am still scared to death of how they make me feel
Afraid I'll find my heart in pieces naked on the floor
But I felt that sunshine as it poured into my soul
I giggled and cried, then sat in stunned disbelief
I felt a kind of happiness, joy I hadn't felt in years
Finally breaking through the darkness, I felt such relief
The light turned on, the void holding me had gone
Now everything I see holds a new kind of spark
the colors seem brighter, more vibrant, more alive
I guess my heart had been hibernating in the dark
Now the real work for my life and sobriety begins
I see now all the problems and what was truly wrong
It's time to fix all the things that had been broken
So when I am done.. I will be that much more strong
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
A few weeks ago, I had a epiphany. Someone or something turned off the dark, and brought my life back into the light. This is my story in a poem.
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Author: Unknown
monkey monkey in the tree
swinging from his tail
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Posted: Aug 2011
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That's as far as I got
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Author: Unknown
DEATH WAS THE SECRET AND DOPE WAS THE PRIZE
We had so much back then to apologize for
A thousand things, perhaps even more
There was the broken, the smashed and much of the cracked
We did a lot of damage and that’s a f**king fact
Most stood transfixed on the destruction being done
But they were just bystanders blinded by the sun
And when their eyes were no longer shut what did they see?
They saw collateral damage and people like me
As Hansel and Gretel we followed a path of tears
Because for years it’s that kind of regret that adheres
One doesn’t simply say dry your eyes and it’s over
That would be akin to a weed turning into a clover
Yes, those years were a backdrop on a primordial stage
A play written, directed, and produced by the universe and its rage
There came a time when our eyes betrayed who and what we’d all become
And suddenly a lot of people decided to walk around doped up and numb
Then some prestidigitator president and his specious spouse opened her big mouth
When they realized the problem had spread from east to west and north to south
Give the kids a slogan about “just saying no” and they’ll follow all the rules
See, that’s what happens when you hand this country over to fools
We’d held demonstrations about racism and were maddened by war
And with battle comes death while we were all keeping score
Yes, we had a lot of things back then to apologize for
But I’m telling you, your corrupt government has a lot more
© 2011.….Phreepoetry ~free cee!~
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
I CAN'T I'VE KEPT THAT LADY WAITING BECAUSE YOU KNOW HOW ONE JOINT TURNS INTO TWO, AND THREE
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Author: Unknown
I MUST REMEMBER TO FORGET
I remember when you didn’t remember the time nor the place
I recall how you didn’t recall our first kiss and how it made your heart race
I know you’ve forgotten what you swore you’d never forget
And I know you didn’t know that I’ve loved you since the moment we first met
Simply to help your memory function well and be precise
You opined that if this is what forever is like you wanted a slice
Your words spoke softly of romance as well did your heart
And I’m certain you don’t recall promising to give me your all from the start
You can’t envision the first time I came into your vision
Or swearing to every god there is we will never suffer division
You swore we’d be one and never be done making each other’s heart race
Yet I remember our firsts of everything especially our first emphatic and embrionic embrace
You don’t understand that I still don’t understand why you had to go
I suppose to you our love became irrelevant and obsolete
that’s all I know
It’s sorrowful how fast a first can so easily become a last
And now years later all we are is part of each other’s past
© 2011.…Poefree
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
because no one else but me knows what losing a lover is like, and only me
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Author: Unknown
NO FUTURE, NO FUN, ONLY FAILURE
Perhaps that’s bothers me most
Haunting and hunting for me as a ghost
She had to have known I’d end up injured
Yet ignored what I had suffered and endured
I put up with promises I knew were secretive dreams
I put up with wondering if the lady is what she seems
My second nature obviously beat the s**t out of my first
And not only that but second nature did its f*****g worst
She must have known my body, spirit and mind would fall apart
I have too much compassion and soul within my heart
So I provided what she needed with no price, bill or fee
But she had to have known the last man to do this to was me
So now I yearn to do all the things she knew I shouldn’t do
Like drinking and drugging myself half to death and that is nothing new
She’s comfy while I wish I were being welcomed into hell by it’s host
And perhaps that’s what bothers me most
© 2010.……free cee
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
FRET NOT I ONLY SAID THAT ABOUT BURYING ME BBCAUSE I NEED AN EXCUSE FOR HAVE 3 PEOPLE A NIGHT READ FROM 13-15 POEMS
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Author: Unknown
I WENT TO WAR WITH A WALL
Don’t worry honey, I protect my life
With a concealed and well honed knife
No switch blade, just a steak knife we had laying around
But just like a switch blade it will bring a man down
Don’t worry honey, I know the street too well
When you walk with me can’t you tell?
The street agrees with me and I with the street
And sincerely the street and you should meet
It’s a place where animals get out for awhile
Away from a place of cement and tile
So they rush to the trough just like all of the rest
And then scurry back to their cage or their nest
None of them give a damn about anyone
They don’t even trust a priest or a nun
Wave the Monroe Doctrine in front of them and they wince
Because everyone there thinks they’re a princess or prince
So when I go to various venues to rob and to steal
You know it baby, your lover is for real
Oh, and just in case I happen to fail
Make sure you can get money for my bail
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
THIS POEM IS ABOUT THE WORD ABOUT, I MEAN IF YOU SAY IT FAST 3,287 TIMES IT DOESN'T SOUND RIGHT
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