disizmrkent

It's been a while since I have posted on here. And my last post definitely had a little bit of opinion that came with it. But I have had a good time with life, and I've gone back to my more romantic side. I hope you enjoy it. Post a comment, and let me know....... My mind had kept me captive. My dreams had me locked up inside. I felt helpless, left breathless, and drowning below the rising tide. Until you came into my life with love, and gave me what I was trying to find. So now my tears are gone; not a single, salty one, exsists. And now I chase you through those dreams while you smile and laugh as I persist. And we laugh and fall into each other's arms, Lost in our love, and sealed with a kiss.

HAHAHAHA!! Soft spots was funnier when you said, "pun not intended..." I like that (and the monty python thing was good too.....)

I didn't even notice the "east" and "est" sounding words in the same line.. That kinda IS weird when I read it. Thanks a load, I'll look out for that from now on...

Don't ask me if I'll ever be yours you already know I never will be and I would be honest and up-front with you if the tears you cry wouldn't kill me ________________________________________________ Every word I told you that night was the truth, I promised you I would never be false and the kiss you left only further made it true it made my body shake, and my heart cease its pulse Your kiss was so much more than I expected but I felt the feelings, and I longed to have them proved And the kiss you left only shook my soul it captured my heart, and it caused the earth to move So do not take your body out of my arms and do not take your kiss from my lips Do not take your eyes down from mine and come closer to me than my fingertips I need to know if you really mean those things but do not touch my body unless its true Because right now, if it is, I'll give up all everything I've known of love, just for you

The funny part is how this poem came to happen. I had a woman of "considerable size" that called me a "skinny b*tch" and said my girlfriend was somethign I won't say... funny how it now goes both ways. So, in response to watching "Shallow Hal" I have seen it, and I thoguht the story was very appropriate. My mother is a woman who's pretty large, and I have some friends who aren't exactly thin. But I figure this isn't for everyone, and I will not apologize for the poem. It's not to you, or your friends, but rather to dumb people who aren't understanding that people come in all shapes and sizes. It was good opportunity to let the world know that the skinny people won't take it either! Take a joke, realize I'm mocking people, and have some fun. I wouldn't have done or said anything if I hadn't been inspired anyway. Besides, we all need to laugh once in a while....

I need not a lady whose person is rare, or someone who may accomplish the earth. I just need a lady who can always be there... and who doesn't have too much girth. I need not a woman whose face is the sun, or whose eyes are the moon and stars. I only request a woman with beauty... who can actually fit into my car. I am not a picky man in the least, but I have just one very simple request; That the lady I have is not a beast... and I do not suffocate with my head on her breast.

Give me your feedback, please. I just wrote this right now. I have never written like this. I usually only write poems with a simplistic flow... Please, tell me if I should give this style up, or explore it a little bit more: Your burden is your own I can only stand by and hope that someday someway somehow, hopefully now you come to realize you did this to yourself. Your loss is just that it's yours not mine not now or anytime but in time you'll see your love for me still lingers, while my love for you is gone And I stand here looking into your soul shattered broken apart I give back your heart only for your life no longer a wife and your only memory is what could have been

Alaeha had it right... the rhyme scheme just throws you off a bit as you read it. The creation of imagery through words is spectacular, and it's a very well-written poem... the only thing I would wonder is what the thinking behind the rhyming was, because it's odd as you read it... almost distracting. Other than that, a wonderful poem. We've all felt like that when we've lost someone we love....

The first stanza outlines the way the man should be, what a father is meant to be. The second stanza is the reality of what he is, and what he means (or doesn't, in this case) to the writer...

A provider, someone to love someone to provide a hug A man to teach you and give you tips A man who knows his place at the table a man who is strong and loving generous, willing, and stable. A man who knows no boundaries of love someone with opem arms to shelter you from harm and who knows your pains and joys as a man, and from a boy But my father is hard and cruel I'm a kicking post, he's the mule not because I feel steadfast or because he's the ass but more because he's the torment now as they were in my past With every drink he takes, and joke he makes Is another time I wish my mom had said "no" But again we'd be on welfare and survival I'd have everything to steal, and nowhere to go So now as a man, I know I turned out the best in spite of a father, who was only a "step"....

Yes, the "5 dollar" words were mockingly put in there on purpose... a little bit of a trick, but not too hard to notice. Maybe it would make better sense without them, but I thought it mocked them even further to put them in there. Thanks for the support of any of my work tough!

If I took my love, and hid it away, would you notice that it was gone? If I took my love, and gave yours back, would you care that we were done? Would you bat an eye, would you cry for me? Or would your tears be none would you even shed just one?

I once looked inside myself I turned away from the lids and lashes but all I saw were hurts inside me the scars and bruises, cuts and gashes I tried to lose myself in my thoughts to escape the world, and it's canopy but then in trying to get back I got lost in my insanity So now I sit here, insane and blind no world except what's within myself and I am trapped, I can't speak out to you and you can't hear my cries for help

I don't need no education I speak in my own words and ways and the higher levels you have achieved don't speak as loud as the things I says I don't need no schooling, I'm doin fine there's no institutions for me to go to And if there are barriers that I am trapped behind I'll wind up, yell out, and blow through So you can take the higher learning system and you can kick it to the moon and back here cause your education don't mean nuffin to me and I speaks fine and clear

My lips are curled my teeth begin to grind and hate sweels within it fills my heart and mind My hands crack and clench fist are held so tight that knuckles stretch the skin and the skin is turning white My eyes grow narrow my vision is getting red and all I imagine within is the violence inside my head I envison your tears your cries for mercy and how hell hath no fury that's close to worse than me This anger works for me as though I've just employed it But as you fight for the breath of life I don't care, in fact, I enjoy it...