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Aaron L Osgood Jun 2019
My friend has a baby and she's crying on the phone
She called me up in the park sitting all alone
Telling me about her problems as I'm writing this poem
Not every family show love to their child yet we still complain
About not having everything we wanted we can't relate the pain
A young girl thought her family loved her then a baby came
The baby smiled when he notice the family but don't feel the change
He's too young to understand life as things evolve it's never the same
Now the young girl became a young mother and her mother is ashamed
The young mother has a lot on her brain her son, the struggle, and a lot of blame
Life seems to get heavy if you can't release the stress
If you decide to commit suicide then you failed the test
The young mother is planning to leave with her baby from the nest
Everyday she's talked down in ways i didn't believe
Her mother told her the life she's living now she wont achieve
The things the young mother told me now I see why she has to leave
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Since I'm a good friend like no other I actually care
I pushed my problems to the side and told her I'll be there
She never cried on the phone with me before so I had to go
I washed up, put my clothes on, and walked out the door
We chilled, We talked, We Walked back and forth
She took me on a journey of her life from then to now
I don't know how she could still breath...the pain she allowed
A strong young woman with a beautiful son....
 
Aaron Osgood
I wrote this for a friend in the 2010. Then she realized she was pregnant and sometimes family don’t agree. I have not spoken to her in a while.

This was copied from fb page.
Aaron L Osgood Jun 2019
Let me love you right as a friend.
                       Let me hold you tight.
Give a kiss goodnight towards the end.
                      Wake up to that morning light

My female friends said my heart is like gold.
A caring perfection never controlled.
This a story never foretold
Express your problems never untold.
I’m here to help you carry that load.
Take your time as I hold your hand.
Because I’m DatGuy an Understanding Gentleman.
Your conscience is saying “Let him in”.
I’ll give all my trust...it won’t hurt.
Take the time to readjust...please insert.
I’m giving you a meal before dessert.
This is real..deal or no deal.
Like the game show with Howie.
I know your wondering DatGuy “how is he?”
“Why is he so attractively getting too attached to me.”
I always say I have an old soul so classically.
Like a musical masterpiece.
I’m just here because I had to be.
Your just here because you had to see.
I want you to believe not every male.
Would lie or tell-a-tale towards a female.
There’s only a few very passionate.
This is true no need to imagine it...

I want you to understand me.
As a friend no make believe or pretend.
That I’m here for you until the day we end.
Right now let’s enjoy this Day as it Begins..
Aaron L Osgood Jun 2019
I’m just metaphorical speaking
I meant writing..I’m actually typing though.
There’s something I want you to know...

I decided to reopen that attic door.
It was suppose to be open many times before.
I went up them stairs frighten and scared.
Wood started creaking, Voices were speaking.
Unpleasant feeling triggers all in head.
Feels like a threat but I ignore them instead.
All these old friends that I neglected.
I’m just a person “why would they be affected?”
Due to abandonment layers of dust had collected.
Decided to handle it I knew problems would be expected.
My back turned is not an exception.
Time to clean up my messes.
Sometimes you wonder should I really go through a door that I should or shouldn’t open. Some doors are best left closed. Don’t want to reopen old wounds or problems. Cause further pain or it could turn out to be happiness. You know my problems is I want to be cool with everyone. Or have everyone to be cool with me. But usually in life a bad friend or even an ex should be left alone. That doors should not be open. The past will come up eventually in the conversation. Why have that feeling of awkwardness either you’ll have it or the opposite person will. Then that door is closed once again. I guess if that person dies I don’t want to begin again with a goodbye.
Aaron L Osgood Jun 2019
(1)
Let’s take a stroll down memory lane.
When you was my babe and I was your guy.
Wearing matching colors, yeah we was so fly.
Kicks stayed fresh.
As we Expressed.
How Clean We dressed.
No Dirt on mine.
Nike Air Force Ones.
Freshness takes time.
Those moments I sure miss mines.
Just you and I.

(2)
Let’s take a stroll down memory lane.
When we saw each other recently
You thought the same.
Missing me interesting.
You paused....
I saw that look in your eyes.
Caught by surprise.
You gave me a hug.
Then we said our Hello & Hi’s.
As our blood pressure rise.
Overexcited we couldn’t hide it.
I tried to play it cool like how I talk.
I tried to play it smooth just how I walk.
I guess I couldn’t hide it.
Too much excitement.

(3)
Let’s take a stroll down memory lane.
On a social media website we met.
We didn’t know each other but we took a bet.
Exchanged information we were almost a like.
You were more successful but it was you that I liked.
I got to know the person you are even from afar.
Like when I look up to the sky at the stars.
I used to wonder where you are.
Because I wanted to be next to you.
My particular interest was you.
I took that long trip on a bus.
So no more space can get between us.
No more time will intervene us.
They should of seen us.
I met your mom, your little brother, and niece.
Your older sister passed away R.I.P. silently.
You gave me a tour of your life which now is the past.
I understood the situation and the moment we had.
Yes! I’m To Blame. I decided to end it.
The distance was driving me insane.
After spending time with you it wasn’t the same..

Those memory lanes!
It makes us who we are today.
Aaron L Osgood May 2019
Imagine that your mine.
I want to share my time
To let you know your beauty is divine.
Complexion of your skin to them detail lines.
Head to your toes even the back of your spine.
Oh them curves is, what’s the word miss?
She said I’m so observant and gave me a kiss.
The taste of your lips is sweet as wine.
So elegantly bliss my hands on your hips.
Holding your sides like I’m measuring your width.
In my mind wondering “how many inches is this?”.
Lost track of my focus..back to them lips.
The longer we kiss the stronger my grip gets.
It feels so good I hate to dismiss this.
I have to check this one off my Wish List.
I’m starting to fall in love with this chick.
—END—

Must I mention this is just a vision.
I can’t go no further.
Because I can’t make a decision.
Aaron L Osgood May 2019
I told this girl she’s beautiful and.
I believe I am suitable man.
The feeling could be mutual.
She’s a cutie too, but what to do?
Sit back and look at that pretty view.
Like the skyline in a city view.
A Memorizing thought I’m missing you.
A Disappearing thought me kissing you.
But that never happened a little mismatching.
Special attraction causes a chain reaction.

So let me imagine this trend is a fashion.
No excuses to expressing my actions.
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