You've rendered me speechless, my friend,.
Your stories, untold secrets of a hot mess.
For once I've no words spewed to humor,
Only to stare and think.
You almost made me cry,
You made my heart wrench and sink.
For once, I felt my own problems were nothing,
That death was just nothing,
And how a life is what truly changes a life,
Not what ends it.
You rendered me speechless, shadowed vision friend.
Tears would've welled, tears would've told,
The sympathy that few have gotten,
I feel so sorry for you, my catty friend.
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 5:01 AM UTC
When, when I thought it was naught but conspiracy,
That it'd be comic, a joke, not a would-be plea,
Who, who'd hit and break, swung, a shillelagh,
Hard wood strength, a bludgeon, a sequence, simply plainly,
What, what roots from prejudice so inclined to the contrary,
Brought harm to one's self, a broken goal to be free,
How, how the past, beyond belief, it'll truly see,
Deprecate the future held deep beneath seas,
And finally,
One last breath that awakens a crisp and unveiled gaucherie,
Picked like grapes in a heavenly vinery,
Why? You tell me.
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 4:54 AM UTC
Companions,
They may bark, meow or chirp,
Hiss, squeak or burp,
Pets or friends,
They're still there,
Priceless,
Irreplaceable,
Your companions,
Whatever size or shape,
Are the best,
They have their tough times,
Dogs are always pooping and peeing,
Cats always have furballs,
Birds **** everywhere,
But,
Dogs always play with you,
Cats are there to let you pet them,
Birds are there to look... good and do tricks,
They may vary in intelligence and grace,
But one thing's for sure,
They're fun and exciting,
To see someone when you go home,
Someone to cry and lean to,
Someone that will always feel what you feel,
They lick you till you're comfortable,
Paw you till you notice them,
Breath at you,
Let you feel their heartbeat,
They have their different ways,
But one thing's for sure,
Their there to love you,
Companions till death,
Some might have shorter life,
But some have longer,
Than you can ever have,
Yet time always passes when they're there,
Love your pets,
Love your friends,
Companions are the best,
And with their presence,
You're sure to have fun.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:34 AM UTC
Forever shall I quench,
The thirst I have,
To have the knowledge that I never had,
Curiosity,
Man's greatest enemy,
Man's best friend,
The worst of the best,
And the best of the worst,
He who haunts me in my sleep,
The time he leaves this home we all live in,
Will never come,
He is there,
With us,
All the time,
Like a friend,
A true friend,
Both at your good times,
Always at your bad times,
Curiosity drives us,
He who surely wakes us up,
He who gives us greatness,
Fueling us to the better us,
Helping us reach what we want to be,
He is the circuit to technology,
The wood to fire,
The oxygen to the lungs,
He is fundamental,
He is mandatory,
Better than anything I have heard,
He is omnipresent,
Omniscient,
He is true, forgiving, and easy,
Yet he is false, unforgiving and hard,
He is different from anybody else,
At curiosity's peak,
Although it will be hard to find,
It'll take days to trek,
Days that will never past,
Generations upon generations,
He's there,
With us,
As a companion,
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:27 AM UTC
22, 24, 26
The dearest ages I oh so love,
My sisters, they are,
Closest to my heart,
With them I feel,
Like the sun is near me,
Warmth not heat,
Energy is around me,
Security is a sense they give me,
With their help,
My wisdom is true,
Forever shall I be with them,
In many ways than one,
Because already,
I have won,
My sisters are,
My trophy, my life,
No medal can match their worth,
And that is fact,
So is my love for them
In life they are my trophy,
Always with me,
A prized possession held closely,
With the dearest of remorse,
With the strongest of trust,
With the most powerful of love,
I see them,
They can bark like a dog,
Hiss like a snake, and scratch like a cat,
But like those animals,
They care for their young,
Light to darkness,
Heat to cold,
Food for hunger,
Water for thirst,
My wants and needs,
Do not outweigh them,
They are heavier as ever,
To my measuring of forever,
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:21 AM UTC
Brown legs - he has,
Fear it, fear it,
Not me!
He is one who can fly,
Who has wings eyeing the beyond,
Anywhere, a pond,
A forest, a jungle,
It who can be whenever, wherever
Fear it with the eyes,
The eyes with multiple meanings,
Colors we see,
It sees differently,
Be scared, be frightened,
A skeleton of different capacities,
Its shell is its best commodity
Face him!
For he has risen,
Float and forward it goes,
Without grace,
But with confidence,
It rose,
With wings spreading like a butterfly,
Without beauty and passion it was,
Scared,
Me,
You,
Everyone,
It's... the,
Cockroach!
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:19 AM UTC
Sing, sing, sing
Come here and sing,
Vocalize,
Internalize,
Individualize,
In the center you are,
Truly a star,
You may be bad or good,
It's just all fine,
Be happy,
Be confident,
Never,
Be,
Sad,
Sing, sing, sing
Don't be shy,
Come here and sing,
Sing, sing, sing
Mark it on your head,
Be amused,
Amazed,
Never,
Be,
Convoluted,
Stay happy,
Make others happy,
Then everybody would be happy,
Because to,
Sing, sing, sing,
Is to be,
Happy, happy, happy.
S. M. I. L. E.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:17 AM UTC
First I said it wrong,
Ending up with such a bad day,
Everything's confusing, weird, never alluring
Love is weird,
Such a bother, it is
Blood spills, not just for life
And not just for death
Dearly it became,
My relative's dismay,
Array, towards yander,
Nothing is never the same,
Feels, Bad, Man.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:13 AM UTC
Break the chains,
The rope, the cloth,
Remove them from my body,
They're not really soft,
Erase me from your mind,
And let it all at ease,
Apparently I am dark,
I am ruthless,
I am nothing like a kind sheep,
Me, a monster,
Me, a lost, wandering soul,
Me, everything that a wolf should be,
It is I,
The one you hate,
The one you despise,
Moan not with satisfaction and pleasure,
But with an angsty, horrified and high-pitched groan
Yell not like how the waves hit the rocks,
But how a knife scratches glass,
Glass that would be broken,
Shatter me,
Yet you can't,
Because you cannot break a sword,
A sword that's already broken,
Sacred my secrets,
My secrets of my deep sadness,
It's not my darkness you see,
But the tears of my agony,
I show my catastrophe,
I don't give calamity,
Like a mirror reflects your identity,
My emotions,
My body language,
It reflects my animosity,
My life,
My well being.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:08 AM UTC
Quite fancy, it was,
How the British call their crush,
Like a friend said,
I do fancy her,
But like, as I say, would be a better term,
But best is her obvious beauty,
Sun-kissed and hugged by her country's pride,
Hugged, was the thing I wish I cold do,
But alas, only a wish was the only thing I cold do too,
Like a common teenager,
I fawned for someone I barely knew,
But with days just passing,
It felt like months and years were due,
With her time was just another word in the dictionary,
Just like fancy,
I wish she did too.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:04 AM UTC