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E Jan 2019
I know what you are thinking
I know you're feeling old
I know that you're life has passed you fast
And bad new's left you cold
But you still have unique charm
You still can stop the world
It's not the year's you've lived that count's
It's what's inside a girl
You must be feeling lonesome
That's why I've found you here
No need to sit so far away
Come here i'll buy a beer
I'm am not trying to make you blush
Or get inside you're bed
I only want to make you laugh
And help you get ahead
So don't be coy and don't be cold
I really mean no harm
I could've let you walk on by
But yet I tapped you're arm
So tell me you're long story
I've got the ears to hear
Plus I don't mind I bought some time
It's just you and me here
A funny pick up line/poem I wrote
Made me chuckle
Hope you enjoy it
E Jan 2019
You're gonna wanna hold me
Now that i'm walking honey
You're gonna wonder where I am
you'll cry a big ole river
You'll get cold and shiver
You're gonna miss me when i'm gone
And all my loved one's they will find me
You'll wish that I was still around
Just like the songs I leave behind me
I'm gonna live forever now

When you're sad heart is aching
And you're old back is breaking
I wouldn't judge you if you're wrong
Good love can't be mistaken
True love is made for making
I wont give up on what is strong
But you know darling you can't hold me
My soul was made to freely roam
I never said we'd last forever
I only said that we were wrong

You always tried to change me
I never fit you're picture
You only seemed to find my fault's
I tried to love you tender
But dreams they die and wither
I guess that's why I'm gonna walk
I know that time will heal you're bleeding
so there's no real reason to cry
Just remember when your lonesome
I'll always be there in you're mind
This is a song I wrote this morning
Just picking at my guitar
I know it's a breakup song but their fun to write
I hope you enjoy it
E Jan 2019
One dark night in Chicago fifty years or more
A man walked in a jewelry store outside the rain did pour
He walked up to the counter a ring it caught his eye
The price tag said 300 dollars on him he had 5
He knew the girl he loved back home would love it all the best
So he pulled a 45 from underneath his vest
He took the ring and out he walked along the wet concrete
Siren's started closing in and shuffles of fast feet
He ran into an alley and then he ditched the gun
Before he did he wiped his prints and kissed the ring for fun
As he walked towards home a shadow came from out
A loud bang came from the night a body hit the ground
But there along the ****** wall sat the brave young man
And In his hand clenched so tight a ****** wedding band
This is a little story I wrote
just out of boredom not sure what it means
I suppose the moral of it is left up to you
Heck write a second half if you want
i'm sure the story could go on but I really just
went off the top of my head.
E Jan 2019
I have but one dream I dream
That dream is to be a rose
To be so soft and tender
To make friend's with all I know
and then from spring to winter
and winter back to spring
I'd simply lay and fly away
My Petals go with glee
My Stamen be strong and gather along
Then as I spring to life
I'd crack a smile  
My Sepals in style
And find myself a wife
And as the cold chill winter
Would gather in the air
I would not fear
I'd have a cheer
For Roses live again
This is a way of expressing the fear of death
because people die and do not come back like roses do
we simply fade away into the past forgotten in time.
But roses live on and on until their plucked
and in that sense would it not be great to be a rose.
I think it would because then life would have much purpose
and thing's in general would make more sense.
But life for humans is a mystery and quite and adventure.
E Jan 2019
I am lost on the ocean like a paper ship
thrown through the waves
The crash and the hit
I know not where i'm going
I know not where i'll land
My heart is a desert
It's covered in sand

Like a paper ship
I'm not made out of stone
I'm a simple creature
But not of my own
I'll one day stop sailing
I'll soon meet dry land
But when that day come's
Will you take my hand

Like a paper ship
I need my repairs
I'm broken and beaten
For time is not fair

Like a paper ship
I drift all alone
No family
No friends
Just me
Sailing home
This is an expression for life
We are all like paper ships
Fragile and easy to break
we may seem tough but all to often
we just need love and simple care
Without we break and tear
E Jan 2019
When I sleep I see them
In restlessness I turn my back to see them
Where did they come from
I have seen the naked light shining
It blinds all who bind in it
For time is behind it
Darkness it is
Bleak....
I have felt a true emotion like raindrops they sting
burning my soul
love kills the pain
I think of times when thing's were so bad
I hope to remember the best I have had
These visions within in me
They are here to stay
These visions within me
Will not go away
This is me trying to express
My emotions and somewhat give an insight to how people think
E Jan 2019
The ping on the roof
The tap on the floor
The wind and the rain
and down it does pour
as gently I sleep
to escape from day's dread
The raindrops are falling
Asleep in my bed
This is one of my own
I wrote it in terms of how when it rains
It somewhat calms my soul and helps me sleep
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