Misstaking: Favorites

Feb 2015 Misstaking

Mike Hauser

You died long ago to the bottle
The day you slipped and fell into the glass
Face first into a life of whiskey
Until there wasn't anything left

You lost all your friends and acquaintances
Forsook those that loved you the most
You came to the table with the only hand you were able
Raising it high in a toast

Here's to the one who understands me
The only one who still hangs around
Love the way she kisses me, dear whiskey
I'll turn her up before I'll turn her down

Forever we will always be together
Nothing will ever pull us apart
This is how it's meant to be, dear whiskey
This will always be the way that we are

But before too long even she's going to leave you
Bid you adieu to her crown
I wonder if your last thought alone was one of being home
Instead of now 6 feet in the ground

What can I say...

Feb 2015 Misstaking

she needs no human

Feb 2015 Misstaking

mads

she needs no human

you cannot romance poetry,
she chooses when she falls,
when she loves back,
when she dives into your mind.

fornicating with her won't work either,
you can touch her,
you can kiss her,
but you will never truly be with her.

if you want her,
you must write her.

#love #kiss #poem #poetry #kisses #romance #mind #human #she

Feb 2015 Misstaking

The South Side

Feb 2015 Misstaking

Carl Joseph Roberts

The South Side

The South Side
(a song)

Three young boys just living their lives
Grew up poor learned how to survive
Never had much never asked why
That's just how it was on The South Side

All three were happy where they were
Thought they lived the life they deserved
They all had hopes and they all had dreams
But they wanted more then they could see

Three best friends for all of life
Would each move away and take a wife
They all had children of their own
But they'd always call The South Side home

The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
And helped three boys become best friends
The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
How the South Side made them into men

Then one day two friends would call
And find one friend not there at all
All three together one last time
Two friends now must say goodbye

Two friends carry the one who died
Who had given them so much in life
They share the memories held inside
Of the life they lived, on the South Side

The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
And helped three boys become best friends
The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
How the South Side made them into men

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts

A true story

Please add to a few collections

Feb 2015 Misstaking

A Stomach Wish

Feb 2015 Misstaking

i am miss brightside

A Stomach Wish

A girl hungry now,
words flow from her mouth.
She hopes, where it falls, wisdom will sprout.
and one day may there be food to feed
**millions of empty stomachs that plead.

Edited by: Mr. Joe Adomavicia
Thank you sir, for your suggestion and taking time reading this one.
It was written for all people who feel hungry for something. For those who
seeks answer and thrist for attention of someone they care for.
But most of all it is dedicated to those
people who have nothing to eat,
literally. Those who begs just to survive. (Especially children)
Let us extend our hands and hearts to them.

#love #food #kindness #hunger #random

Feb 2015 Misstaking

Untitled

Feb 2015 Misstaking

SK

Untitled

i wished i could write it all down.
but there were simply not enough words.
and certainly not the right ones.

#words #down #right #write

Feb 2015 Misstaking

You Are My Tomorrow

Feb 2015 Misstaking

ryn

You Are My Tomorrow

You are the light
That hides below the horizon
I await humbly for your rays
To illuminate this darkened season

You are the beacon
That would build me anew
Equip me with newfound notions
When dreams and hopes are far and few

You are the air
Of a fresh new start
Allowing this body another chance
At retrieving a brand new heart

You are the opportunity
Held my breath for far too long
Soon be granted to live again
And choose the right from the wrong

You are the day
Like many have too often said
Due to arrive after tonight
And embrace me as I laid in bed

You are the tomorrow
The promise of my brand new day
But there have been many tomorrows
That have come and gone away

You are my tomorrow
My future, bearing much needed balm
Maybe tomorrow I may finally realise
**That you would never ever come

#future #tomorrow #hellopoetry107