All alone sat a man
Outside the wall
Wondering how someone can
Be so cold to all
Screw the lid on tight and you'll be alright.
Don't think too much... just live.
When you wake in fright in the dead of night,
Ask them to forgive
You
never knew his name but all the same
you see him in your head.
Screw the lid - Get tight! - Get high as a kite...
And drink a toast to the dead.
They say friendship is oh so divine
Is this the friendship...is this mine?
They try to explain this thing; a friend
Sticking to literate definitions; no rules bent
But that is a hopeless mission
Each and all has their own definition
What is right for you;wrong for me
It is not really hard to see
One little thing is universal, just one
The feeling you get, the special thing
The one that comes with your friend...and with him is gone
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Emotional combustion; a heartache
It happens every time I see you
I feel my knees shake
Every time I see you
Is this love? I don't really know
Love or not...I hope this feeling shall never go
A heartache is realy quite enjoyable, you know
As long as it's with you; it's accompanied by a wonderful glow
Is it strange to seek what could be called pain?
Is it strange to seek to see you every single day?
Is this love? I really wouldn't know...
Is this love?
She feels so good in my arms
Nothing we do harms
This feeling we're feeling
As if we are kneeling
To be struck down or embraced
For the chance that we may taste
That sweet, sweet wine
And everything will be fine
As long as we know
Where to go
But if I must ask you of
If it is love
It's not.
i am a post along your fence line
a thread in your hemline
an image in your shrine
a thoughtbeam in your glass of red wine
I'll drink to that, edgarblythe
I really enjoy all your poems edgarblythe
They're beautiful.
You folks ain't so bad, either.
A drop in the ocean
A fly on the wall
I've got a notion
To end it all
I feel so alone
No one knows me
My mind's not my own
I need to be free
Why stick around?
No one will care
If I'm in the ground
Or how I fare
Sitting right here
Inside the wall
I'll not shed a tear
For it's so very tall
Here I sit,
Just finished a test
How did I do?
I did it a mess.
I'm over it all
Life is for fun
Look at the world
All number one.
The world's realistic clutches
make me depressed and deprived
I'm falling and falling
Will I ever survive?
I have hit rock bottom
What did it say on my cup?
When you have rock bottom
The only way is up.
So wish me luck,
And up I go
I have now learnt my lesson, that:
I never want to go low.
away in a doves nest
hiding from the squall
away from abiding tempest
awaiting my lovers call
Holy crap
look what hap
really some news
over 40,000 views
odyseus
and his missus
he gone a long time
she hid from the vipers
he braved the snipers
reunion sublime
I often yearn for the days of old
Youthful days plated with gold
Not a care
As time goes by not worried what the future will unfold
Now all I know is dispare
It's a rareity to get a moment of clarity
Clarity lessens as clarity comes
Things get blurry as viewpoints expand
But as you get older curiosity numbs;
Just sharpen your smile, don't lend a hand
Come away with me
And I'll teach you to see
The ways to be
In love
Come away with me
You'll know that we
Are meant to be
Together free
Right here
Come away with me
I'll climb the tree
Of loving thee
And up there I'll see
The faith
Come away with me
And I'll calmly
Take one knee
To say fondly
Our love will last
White Man make me 'ed feel funny
Take my pride and sell for money
Steal away my hopes for fear
wipe away my smile for tears
Twist up truth with media lies
Don't care if I live or dies
When I dead, he smile and say:
"didn't have much anyway."
ebony face
lithe with grace
mind of a poet
i knew her then
for a good friend
so kind and sweet
are you ever going to learn how to fly
over waters of trouble and how not to die
i saw a funny pilgrim way down below
who trussed his wings for they made him walk slow
will you take these wings and learn how to fly
the waning season grown too long
will meld into a gentler clime
birds huddle with excitement strong
on high soon to climb
with full heart and eager song
destination sublime
and i in my jacket turned wrong
await their returning rhyme
