you've gone around this loop enough times to know that you've seen this all before, the ****** war.

and with eyes painted every shade of red there is no water left to clean your flesh, there's nothingness.

so it will dry upon your bones, dismantle joints until your limbs can move no more, they're too sore.

then you will try to look inside with all the strength you've somehow kept, because you wept.

you see, these tears have been collecting through the years not one forgotten, they're stored within.

just take a drink to quench your thirst and you will know what pain can do, it pulls you through.

for there is life found inside your strife that manifests when you are dead, you'll wake again.

Will you love me
Years from now
When conversation
Runs low
And there's
Just the daily us
Mocking your attention
Will you love me
If our child is grown and gone
And we're once again left
To twiddle our thumbs
Will you love me in old age
When its unlikely we're able to move
Nonetheless make love
Will you love unto your grave
Even if I should pass first
And your left alone for some time
Will you love me
As I swear
To always love you.

The learn-ed scientist declared;
" The time has come that I,
by virtue of my own brilliance
will never have to die!"
"I engineered my own Genome
to keep me young and spry."

Indeed, by all appearances
the Doctor's boast seemed true.
His skin was supple like a child's
Though he was eighty two.
His pulse was firm and regular,
His body ripped and lean.
If not for his celebrity
you might think him eighteen.

" I am like the gods themselves-
Immortal is my glory"

The Fates laughed at his insolence
and chose to end his story.
Their Machina Ex Deus
was a drunk who drove a lorry.

Man may match Methuselah
if Science lights his way.
Still irony comes from above
and only Donkeys bray.

Part 1

Cheer up, dear souls faint not by the way,
For Jesus is here to brighten each sad and lonely day,
Here's an arm around your shoulder comforting you;
Whenever you need it, whenever you feel blue.

There's a song for your heart when  joy left you,
Here's sunshine for you whenever you feel blue,
Here's Jesus knocking at your heart;
Waiting for you to open it up to Him and make a fresh new start.

Here's happiness for you whenever you feel sad,
Here's peace for you whenever you feel angry or mad,
Here's gladness for you when you thought there was no light;
Here's day for you when you there was nothing but night.

Here's a hug for you one so warm and tight,
When you thought there was nothing but the cold embrace of night,
Here's a friendship for you from me;
When you thought a friend with you could never be.

Now wipe those tears from your face,
For soon you'll be showered in love and grace,
Let's join hands and friends forever be;
In a circle my friends, and you and me.

*~Marian~

I wish you wouldn't think ill of your poems or books
and say they're no good
because they are I know they are
especially your book called: The Fugitive
I really loved it you brought out a lot of emotions
and lots of picturesque nature
it made me laugh
it made me cry and feel like weeping
I don't understand why you don't like your books and poems
and say "I could a lot better now" when you have always wrote perfectly
and that's the way you will ALWAYS write because even when you pen down stories
your stories are so good I crave to know more and if I keep asking you perhaps all of your stories will become novels, fiction, and books

"Everytime you write I crave for more!! And I just keep wishing you wouldn't say your novels, fiction, music, poems, and books are no good because they're the VERY best!!!"

                                                
*~Mar­ian~

We had a pig of whom my son adored
My wife and I did deplore
We gave in and let it stay
My son could not hold back hoorays

We sat through a wicked storm
My son went out to keep him warm
We heard a screech, running, cries
My anger peaked when I saw his eyes

We never thought the pig would bite
My son forgave, it wasn't right
We took the pig, to spill it's ******* blood
My heart broke down... my son's love

We thought it through and agreed
My son should never have to bleed
We got some rope and tied it down
"Only see and speak" brought a frown

We then considered, knock out it's teeth
My word! This shall end our grief
We grabbed a hammer and took a swing
My pig could only squeal and sing

We did not know what would become
"He's no longer friendly, just bitterly numb"