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I’d like to be a nest
if you were a little bird.
I’d like to be a scarf
if you were a neck
and were cold.
If you were music,
I’d be an ear.
If you were water,
I’d be a glass.
If you were light,
I’d be an eye.
If you were a foot,
I’d be a sock.
If you were the sea,
I’d be a beach.
And if you were still the sea,
I’d be a fish,
and I’d swim in you.
And if you were the sea,
I’d be salt.
And if I were salt,
you’d be lettuce,
an avocado or
at least a fried egg.
And if you were a fried egg,
I’d be a piece of bread.
And if I were a piece of bread,
you’d be butter or jam.
If you were jam,
I’d be the peach in the jam.
If I were a peach,
you’d be a tree.
And if you were a tree,
I’d be your sap…
and I’d course through your arms like blood.
And if I were blood,
I’d live in your heart.
if you were a little bird.
I’d like to be a scarf
if you were a neck
and were cold.
If you were music,
I’d be an ear.
If you were water,
I’d be a glass.
If you were light,
I’d be an eye.
If you were a foot,
I’d be a sock.
If you were the sea,
I’d be a beach.
And if you were still the sea,
I’d be a fish,
and I’d swim in you.
And if you were the sea,
I’d be salt.
And if I were salt,
you’d be lettuce,
an avocado or
at least a fried egg.
And if you were a fried egg,
I’d be a piece of bread.
And if I were a piece of bread,
you’d be butter or jam.
If you were jam,
I’d be the peach in the jam.
If I were a peach,
you’d be a tree.
And if you were a tree,
I’d be your sap…
and I’d course through your arms like blood.
And if I were blood,
I’d live in your heart.
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Posted: Apr 2019
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Frog’s Legs
Once upon a time there lived a boy
Who was groomed to become a prince,
Get married and live happily ever since
That story took the wrong course
There is more to it than
A bunch of lies in a pool of pain
No purpose to dwell, regret or to blame
The fairy tale fell apart
Leaving a girl with a broken heart
The boy destined to become a prince
Turned into a frog
And chose to live in a swamp ever since
When an appetizer of fried frogs legs
Is served to you in a restaurant
Beware they may belong to a prince
Who lived his life with a broken heart
Who was groomed to become a prince,
Get married and live happily ever since
That story took the wrong course
There is more to it than
A bunch of lies in a pool of pain
No purpose to dwell, regret or to blame
The fairy tale fell apart
Leaving a girl with a broken heart
The boy destined to become a prince
Turned into a frog
And chose to live in a swamp ever since
When an appetizer of fried frogs legs
Is served to you in a restaurant
Beware they may belong to a prince
Who lived his life with a broken heart
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Posted: Mar 2019
About this poem:
Just a story
In the soil within
Red barren dust
from the ground the
Sound you are their
My precious
The sound from within
The lure of greed tainted
Man's soul
For lie in the barren soil unseen
Sound of metal and mans greed
Bright yellow
Destroyer of man's soul
Man's own wealth
And greed
Destroyer of man's soul and greed
from the ground the
Sound you are their
My precious
The sound from within
The lure of greed tainted
Man's soul
For lie in the barren soil unseen
Sound of metal and mans greed
Bright yellow
Destroyer of man's soul
Man's own wealth
And greed
Destroyer of man's soul and greed
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Posted: Feb 2019
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Love Will Endure
Could it be so plainly obvious
That you'll know for sure
That you are deeply in love
Flowing in a heart so pure
With who left the most beautiful
Imprint on your heart for sure
With a confidence that spreads
Like ripples in a pond contour
Expect your dreams come true
Coming soon to your allure
You don’t have to do anything at all
Just keep that smile demure
When all you have to be is You
And trust this love will endure
That you'll know for sure
That you are deeply in love
Flowing in a heart so pure
With who left the most beautiful
Imprint on your heart for sure
With a confidence that spreads
Like ripples in a pond contour
Expect your dreams come true
Coming soon to your allure
You don’t have to do anything at all
Just keep that smile demure
When all you have to be is You
And trust this love will endure
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Posted: Jan 2019
About this poem:
Love is all about believing who you are what you already believe.
Life is lair
Im tired....we olse the time ..every time....our shapes are changing....our life details are changing....at the end...we dy....we finish
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Posted: Nov 2018
Post CommentPrison of Love
You be there for some
REASON
I make better for my
MISSION,
Away
You meet there for some
VISION
I seat bare for the
SEASON,
You May
You cross every your
ALLY
I toss every single
BALLET,
You say
You be there for some
REASON
I still staying in the
PRISON,
You lay...
REASON
I make better for my
MISSION,
Away
You meet there for some
VISION
I seat bare for the
SEASON,
You May
You cross every your
ALLY
I toss every single
BALLET,
You say
You be there for some
REASON
I still staying in the
PRISON,
You lay...
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Posted: Oct 2018
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DO NOT READ THIS!
"Daddy?
What is that?"
"It's nothing Sweetie,
Now go to bed."
"But Daddy?
I still hear it!"
"Listen young lady,
Now do what I said!"
"Daddy?
Do you love me?"
"Oh honey,
You know that I do."
"Then Daddy?
Please tell me,"
"Yes Princess?"
"Please tell me the truth."
"I told you it's a cat,
Or a squealing mouse,
That umm...,
That cat's about to crunch."
"Be careful or,
He might just,
Just might,
Have YOU for lunch!"
"Not funny,
Dummy Daddy!
Sounds just like,
A girl who's hurt and crying."
"I told you,
You stupid little brat,
It's just that ugly fu*kin' mouse,
Screaming out as it's dying!"
"Daddy?,
Do you still love me?"
"Please, Sweet Pumkin,
You know doggone well that I do."
"Then Daddy?
Please tell me,
Why you won't just,
Won't just tell me the truth?"
What is that?"
"It's nothing Sweetie,
Now go to bed."
"But Daddy?
I still hear it!"
"Listen young lady,
Now do what I said!"
"Daddy?
Do you love me?"
"Oh honey,
You know that I do."
"Then Daddy?
Please tell me,"
"Yes Princess?"
"Please tell me the truth."
"I told you it's a cat,
Or a squealing mouse,
That umm...,
That cat's about to crunch."
"Be careful or,
He might just,
Just might,
Have YOU for lunch!"
"Not funny,
Dummy Daddy!
Sounds just like,
A girl who's hurt and crying."
"I told you,
You stupid little brat,
It's just that ugly fu*kin' mouse,
Screaming out as it's dying!"
"Daddy?,
Do you still love me?"
"Please, Sweet Pumkin,
You know doggone well that I do."
"Then Daddy?
Please tell me,
Why you won't just,
Won't just tell me the truth?"
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
Wow! This one is WAY DIFFERENT from any of my usual styles. It felt like I was on a high as I wrote it, or rather, it wrote itself. I just arranged the words on a piece of brown paper bag as I sat at a bus stop.I believe the first time a child catches a parent in a lie, or observes them doing something immoral or illegal, they are very confused and sadly may even, like the child in this poem, question that parents love for them.
And now for something completely different...Is the crying this little girl heard coming from outside or inside the house? Is it her mother? Her sister?
Does she believe it could be her daddy that's making it happen. And what could this child possibly feel when she looks at him?
She asks him twice if he loves her.
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams are just ubiquitous feelings
Whose direction really scatter
Hard to watch sometimes
When the truth will really flatter
Where courage never fails us
Causing trust to shatter
All the whilst the raindrops fall
Softly with a pitter patter
Even when voices are vague
Conversations just chitter chatter
Olympic feats and memorials
Only fitting for such a satyr
So dreams are only dreams
Even if they sometimes matter
(c) Yankee4you 2018
Dreams are just ubiquitous feelings
Whose direction really scatter
Hard to watch sometimes
When the truth will really flatter
Where courage never fails us
Causing trust to shatter
All the whilst the raindrops fall
Softly with a pitter patter
Even when voices are vague
Conversations just chitter chatter
Olympic feats and memorials
Only fitting for such a satyr
So dreams are only dreams
Even if they sometimes matter
(c) Yankee4you 2018
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
Dreams are surreal and ubiquitous events.Insomnia
I cannot
Fall asleep,
Who can teach me
To stop time?
Please give me
A sign
The minutes are ticking
So quickly
But I still cannot
Fall asleep,
I cannot sail away
On a frigate of my fantasies,
I cannot stay
By the shores of my illusions,
I can not extinguish
Lanterns
My thoughts are like
Pedestrians
Walking in darkness
Without rules
Can you help me?
My solo friend
Will you sing me?
A song
To attract
Morpheus ?
Do not be afraid,
Be an angel to me
I will not dare
To offend you,
I'm quiet when
I cannot fall asleep
Exactly at midnight
a drummer begins
Wound up.
He jumps
Down and up
Hitting my sleepless brain
I cannot fall asleep.
Here you are my sweet Ankou
In white clothes
I’ve stolen
Your years
And
Left you only my tears
And youth
I still cannot fall asleep...
Fall asleep,
Who can teach me
To stop time?
Please give me
A sign
The minutes are ticking
So quickly
But I still cannot
Fall asleep,
I cannot sail away
On a frigate of my fantasies,
I cannot stay
By the shores of my illusions,
I can not extinguish
Lanterns
My thoughts are like
Pedestrians
Walking in darkness
Without rules
Can you help me?
My solo friend
Will you sing me?
A song
To attract
Morpheus ?
Do not be afraid,
Be an angel to me
I will not dare
To offend you,
I'm quiet when
I cannot fall asleep
Exactly at midnight
a drummer begins
Wound up.
He jumps
Down and up
Hitting my sleepless brain
I cannot fall asleep.
Here you are my sweet Ankou
In white clothes
I’ve stolen
Your years
And
Left you only my tears
And youth
I still cannot fall asleep...
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Posted: Jun 2018
About this poem:
Ive written it some time ago. But the problem is still with me......
You mask it all too well
I thought you left
Mindful of your future
Your fear of losing your senses
Broken and deserted
Was it your pride
Or your fear that made you leave?
Nah, it was your calculating mind
You knew what we had was good
Maybe even better than those
You've shut out from your heart
But what do I know
I was only a ghost trying to sate
The void that can't ever be filled
Because you always want those
That you can't ever get...
You'll always be alone
Bitter and abandoned,
And the funny thing is?
You can mask it all too well
Relishing in pleasure
Even as you're writhing in pain
Shattered in shards of bitterness
Numbed in pain, bleeding and broken.
Mindful of your future
Your fear of losing your senses
Broken and deserted
Was it your pride
Or your fear that made you leave?
Nah, it was your calculating mind
You knew what we had was good
Maybe even better than those
You've shut out from your heart
But what do I know
I was only a ghost trying to sate
The void that can't ever be filled
Because you always want those
That you can't ever get...
You'll always be alone
Bitter and abandoned,
And the funny thing is?
You can mask it all too well
Relishing in pleasure
Even as you're writhing in pain
Shattered in shards of bitterness
Numbed in pain, bleeding and broken.
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Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
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