Jason Paul Klenetsky

Jason Paul Klenetsky Jun 2019

I love the things you say
When you’re lying next to me
You help me to explore my dreams
And the places we’ll see

Your smile is all inviting
The creases in your cheeks
Your eyes are so enticing
The whole package; everything

Your beauty is boundless
Your essence unique
Your presence is essential
To make me complete

No hell or high water
Could make me retreat
To a life that’s without you
It would mean my defeat

We could never be equals
You’re as strong as I’m weak
Brace yourself for a windfall
If it’s chaos you seek

I’m the seeker of angels
Not a lost son of thieves
You kneeled down beside me
In my greatest need

I’ll always be grateful
Words we needn’t speak
Our love is what binds us
And that is what’s key

They cannot divide us
Despite the havoc we wreak
It’s what’s inside us
It’s our way, our technique

When you combine us
It’s strength at its peak
It’s the burden we bear
And yet, I seek no relief

I long for the person I’m writing this to.

Jason Paul Klenetsky Jun 2019

Summers of Love

I thought for so long
About writing this song
That I’d forgotten what it is
I was trying to say

That I had found a new meaning
To describe what I’m feeling
And I couldn’t tell you
any other way

I screamed it out loud
To the top of the clouds
Just how lucky I am today

That I found someone in life
To dream of at night
As nighttime turns slowly into day

The joy that’s inside
The wonder and pride
The time when I spent my summers away

Those were the days
Filled with bunk wars and raids
That I remember the fondest always

The summers of love
The fireflies above
Memories that I hold fondly
At bay

Jason Paul Klenetsky May 2019

Our Demise

Covered up in Fashion
With Love and Compassion
And a heaviness that weighs from deep within
A heavy sigh releases
And breaks up into pieces
Sulking and withering away
A tear falls from high in heaven
From one of my close brethren
And shocks all with looks of Dismay
A fool who’s dim witted
And Heavily committed
That has proof that we’re not all here to stay
Following the Procession
It comes to my attention
There doesn’t seem to be any other way
It’s how we choose to grieve
The tangled web we weave
That leads to our demise and disfunction

Jason Paul Klenetsky May 2019

I’m a Furry Guy

I’m a furry guy
Even when I’m fully clothed
I’m a furry guy
How were you to know?

I’ve never been into manscaping
Instead, I’m fully grown
Leaves from off the furry tree
Are completely overblown

It is my prerogative
It’s my choice to choose
I’m hairy from the top of my head
Right down to my shoes

If I were ever at a **** beach
The gawkers would just stare
They’d be looking at my hairy bush
And I would‘t even care

It’s my body after all
Your opinion matters not
It’s my body after all
There is no secret plot

No, there is no reason,
Why I should be ashamed
I’m a furry person
You’d best recognize my game

Being silly is who I truly am. Laughter is like music to my ears. With that said, enjoy.

Jason Paul Klenetsky May 2019

Write For Me A Sonnet

I thought I’d write a sonnet
Eloquent and sweet
I decided not to write a sonnet
I guess I got cold feet

A sonnet is complex
With way too many rules
I’d rather poke my eye out
If it were up to me to choose

Maybe I’m too brutal
Leaving you aghast
It isn’t what I intended
When I first got the chance

I judged you on appearance
Before you spoke a word
I did learn a valuable lesson, though
Which you may find absurd

I’ll never make that mistake again
There’s benefit in doubt
You’ve got me confused
With what I’m all about

I’d like to think I’m normal
That’s untrue to the core
I’m a different person
Too hard to ignore.

This poem, to me seems unfinished. I’ll probably make changes down the road

Jason Paul Klenetsky May 2019

Here I Am

Here, here I am
Where I’ve been all along
A toxic adventure
Made into a song

I, I can raise hell
An epic disaster
Saved by the bell

Why, why don’t I speak
I climbed up to the very top
Until I reached it’s peak

A certain destruction
A mess to clean up
Nodding my head
Please don’t interrupt

I made my case
I weaved my way
No drugs in my body
A little horse play

You, you took me away
From an epic disaster
To never be afraid

I, I rest my case
You have my answer
Written all over your face

Give, give it away
But take some of it back
For some other day

Thanks, thank you again
For seeing a trend
Whether foe, or a friend

Investigated high and low,
Im still on the mend
I once was broken down
It won’t happen again

I’ve made some concessions
I’m only going to bend
If you can’t help yourself
At least learn how to defend

This poem is confusing. This was probably not my best effort. Still, I hope it somehow makes sense to you

Jason Paul Klenetsky May 2019

Scars

Scars, like yours, mine, and ours
The ones that bled, now you can never discard

Scars, time to relive the past
It just happened to be,
Within in my grasp

Scars, a reminder of will
Remembering a loss,
A void to be filled

Scars, I’ll never forget
A map of the journey
No pain filled regrets

Scars, a feeling contrived
A time in my past
Grateful; alive

Our creator, a leader of men
Scars are a reminder
That symbolizes the dead

Scars, one last debate
How am I supposed to feel
When we can’t relate?
I don’t want to hear it
I don’t want to know
Don’t keep me waiting
With no dial tone

Scars, like yours, mine, and ours
The ones that bled, now you can never discard

It’s a badge of honor
I survived death!
A merit of completion
Having been put to the test
Got me in a fight for land
Where men now lay dead
Bloodied and red
These scars on my body
The voice in my head
Telling me you are the enemy
No longer my friend

Scars, like yours, mine, and ours
The ones that bled now you can never discard
Scars, yours, mine, and ours
Scars on your leg, on your chest, on your head

Scars, when you decided on ink
Instead of lead
Taking a bullet, they pronounced you as dead.
Scars