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mr moon man Feb 2021
I heard the jingle of her keys being pulled out of her purse
the lock started to move and i go to open the door for her
as I opened the door, she collapsed in my arms and smiled
I dragged her back into our bedroom and put her in bed with me
I asked her how her day was and she only had three words for me through a quiet voice and sleepy eyes
"tired and sore"
I held her in my arms as she slowly drifted off to sleep and i kissed her goodnight
This is a poem for a friend of mine who wanted to do a community event and wanted to have a poem be her entry, obviously she's going to give me credit for the work
mr moon man Jan 2021
I've done it
the house is finally quiet
no more sound, no more commotion
I've asked them all to leave, and even forced some out the door
and finally, I've done it
Alone at last
but, like many things, it came at too high of a price
i'm finally alone, but now my very soul is gone too
I hurt my only friend enough to the point where she's had enough of me, so im finally alone at last
mr moon man Jan 2021
my heart beats at the idea of having a woman in my arms
yet, the women around me have their hearts beat over other things besides love
lust, greed, popularity, revenge
their hearts pound for anything but love
how I wish to find a woman who loves as I do
and that's when I realize what my heart is
A heart of a long forgotten past
and it'll never find a partner to dance the same beat
I've come to realize that i'm stuck in an old style of romance for someone my age. most of the women around me don't get in relationships for love anymore, they have some secondary agenda
mr moon man Jan 2021
We were lovers for a day
you wanted us to stop by setting sun, to take a step back
i wanted us to keep going, to achieve new things together
but, the voice of reason cut in-between us
it warned me of the price to pay for going down my road
so, we were lovers for a day
and it was one of my happiest days
something quick about the short time me and my best friend were dating, she wanted us to stop because she didn't feel ready for dating...and as her boyfriend, it would've been cruel of me to not let her have what she wanted
mr moon man Dec 2020
they want to see you crumble like an old abandoned building
they wait for you to stop climbing
they pray that you will ultimately fail
however, they fear your gaze
for you have a fire in your eyes
and that fire is hot enough to burn away any doubt
I've re-watched the original rocky movies and the two creed spin off's and it's got me so pumped to work out that i wrote a motivational poem to myself...and of course, whoever needs to feel like the Italian stallion
mr moon man Dec 2020
They always ask why I go back, they say that I should accept the fact that they're gone, that they're not waiting for me...
I simply laugh and tell them I know, but that won't stop me from spending time with them in my memories I made with them
I've been talking to my friends about my thoughts on my exes and they always try to help me by telling me to block out those thoughts
mr moon man Nov 2020
It was only a matter of time
Until the clock runs zero
We've had happy times
But we have also had somber times
Now it is time to prepare the casket
But this is not a time to grieve
This is a time to celebrate the memories we have made
They might be gone
But as long as they are not forgotten
then they will never truly die
memento mori, unus annus
this is a poem about the year long project that markiplier and crankgameplays held to have a different video every day for one year and once the year is up, they delete it all. As i'm typing this there's only four hours and twenty minutes left unti they "die" and i must say, i had fun
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