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I look at you,
Through the veil of time,

Looking for you too,
Free my Lost Soul,

Your face is hidden now,
In lost memories,
And in dreams.

Love is only possible,
With a life with you;
In a time long ago,
In a distant place, half a world away.

You have taken hold of my heart,
I watch you playing, under the cherry blossom trees,
I look at you blooming into a beautiful woman,

A princess becoming a queen,
In the bright pink Seoul sunlight.


Loving you my dream is an impossible thing,
I will never embrace you,
My lonely eyes,
Only see you at midnight.

A dream that leads only to heartbreak,

At dawn every day.

Copyright © 2016 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Deok Hwan - I'm Going To Meet You [Eng. Sub]
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Mustard & Mayonnaise sandwiches
Because nobody grocery shops in this place
After some time I learned to adapt
So it just became the new way

Oversleeping through breakfast
Lunch is noon and night
Mustard & Mayonnaise sandwiches
Because they satisfy my appetite

I begged my dad for turkey and Swiss
But he always managed to forget
And when friends asked "what do you got to eat"?
I'd say Mustard & Mayonnaise sandwiches

It's the little things we remember when we grow up
The dullest things can be so significant
They're a symbol of my childhood,
Those Mustard & Mayonnaise sandwiches
 Nov 2016 Drunk poet
Crimsyy
I watch how much ink
it is taking
to immortalize every inch of you,
I see my pens are wasting,
but I purge the contents of
my heart out for you.

Love is morphine for
the hole in our hearts,
do you notice how
light love feels when you
ignore the dark?
Love is morphine for
all our broken parts;

Capsize me, and
somehow,  I'll be
*less dizzy.
 Nov 2016 Drunk poet
Doug Potter
His teeth feral teeth
and putrid breath

does not correlate
with the pale shoulders

and soft ways of
the woman with him;

somehow they make
the Multiflora

rose, rise
and blossom.
 Nov 2016 Drunk poet
Crimsyy
You're double sided
and I knew it,
my instincts never lie

Girl you think you
can beat me down,
but open your eyes
cause you're the only one
who's frowning
since everyone's gone running
running away from you
and all the stupid things you do
and all the insensitive things you say

So go along,
I hope you drive away,
I hope you know
you won't send me astray
I've got my barriers put up high
A tear over you will
never escape my eye

You ain't worth crying for,
you ain't worth waiting for,
you ain't worth staying for
I'm gone, I'm done
So get gone and done.
 Nov 2016 Drunk poet
Doug Potter
Doctor split his chest free
cracked  it wide  open
like a blessed pit

Then  doc tickled Gabe’s
heart with a scalpel
made it clean

Again he can go skirt
chasing and set his
**** straight

So the process can
begin again with
the pain
 Oct 2016 Drunk poet
Doug Potter
Our lives are pregnant with insignificance.  
Things like--pecker gnats and Chihuahuas,

fake bronze menorahs,  white t-shirts,
and plastic daffodils.  Good Mental

health demands we balance life’s  trivial
with significant concerns, such as--cost-free

drugs to feel less bad, dealing with suicidal
people who find homicide intriguing, predicting

a python’s hunger pangs and the why, of
Saturn’s four rings;  the wise know the difference.
Her beauty glows from her character,
Her eyes are good attitude,
And her lips; good words.
Her nostrils are hope,
Her make up is confidence,
Her crown is her integrity.
She isnt flawless and she doesnt try to be
Real as she can be,
She lives in reality.
Emotional independence and stability both are her strengths,
A woman with values and well aware of her worth,
Doesnt abuse her sexuality to take men for granted.
That is the queen of integrity.
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