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Perfect Not Vain

How lucky can one man be
To be as good looking as I am
Handsome and with muscles
I must be the perfect man

I cant believe how great I am
Fantastic in every way
I know you must be jealous
Dont blame me for being great

It's hard to be who I am
With this brain as sharp as mine
When you think about what I have
You'll wish you could have my life

Dont hate yourself for not being me
It's a curse to look this good
Each morning just when I wake up
I must admire my own good looks

I see myself in the mirror
And think what a gorgeous man
How can I be so **** cute
And stay as humble as I am

Now I wont sign this poem
For that would be just vain
Plus it could be that I'm dreaming
And I really need to wake

Carl Joseph Roberts
Carl Joesph Roberts
Carl Joseph Roberts
Carl Joseph Roberts
LOL
Its my dream, I can see myself however I want. I choose to see the perfect man that I am..lol
 Apr 2013 Rupert
aishwarya iyer
In a world of extremeties,
I seem to be stuck in the middle.
I do not comprehend,
The yin or the yang,
When the heart, is left oblivious.
Moderation, has been an adventure,
Success, a distant season,
Excellence, an unattainable past,
Worthiness, lost in a crowd.
A mundane existence seems just that,
The paltry accounts even more so,
The spirit seems lost, trampled,
With the seemingly pointless strive, thrive?
Maybe Adam and Eve stole,
All the debuting thunder,
While Jane and Joe were left wondering,
If their existence was only to glorify,
The extremities and burden themselves,
With the painstaking eternal return.
 Apr 2013 Rupert
CastorPolydeuces
To stand apart, remain alone/ Never have to claim a home/ By my side my shadow walks/ Into the woods with my own thoughts/ Where the animals rule, fair and just/ In they alone I place my trust.
You came to me in a dream,
And showed me your fathers will,
And all I could do was hold you and cry,
Until I noticed the angry grunting noises you made.
Then somehow you just wanted me to laugh,
Instead of me making you.
So you tickled and I giggled,
And we rolled round in the floor.
Its sad to me that even in dreams,
You seem to haunt me even more.
"Rewind" - Goldspot
 Mar 2013 Rupert
K E Jones
Kindness
 Mar 2013 Rupert
K E Jones
Kindness is like
Pushing a swing

Action, reaction,
Kindness is
 Mar 2013 Rupert
Kim McCarthy
Some call it karma
Others see it as fate
The truth of the matter?
It's still up for debate
Our only option I'd say
We must examine all fact
Then decide for ourselves ...each ones impact

On one hand theres KARMA
some say it's a *****
Usually the opinion of the immoral ...those living selfishly rich

With FATE they believe each is destined at start
That everyones born into a roll
With no say in their part

Lets pretend for a moment that this theory is so
The impact id say... we already know
This leaves no purpose to give with no reward for sharing
It' s followers create a world that can exist without caring

Then theirs others, like myself, with a whole different view
We believe in doing unto others... as you'd have done to you
The rules by which we live enforces giving to get
And the feeling of helping is something we can never forget
Our destiny is determined by the path that we choose
A world without conscience is one destined to lose
And each time its paid foward the reward is so great...
Thats my argument at least on this long lasting debate
 Mar 2013 Rupert
Octavio Paz
I am a man: little do I last
and the night is enormous.
But I look up:
the stars write.
Unknowing I understand:
I too am written,
and at this very moment
someone spells me out.
 Mar 2013 Rupert
Izzy
Rage
 Mar 2013 Rupert
Izzy
Rage through your tears, rage through the pain,
Rage through all things lost, and all to be gained.
Rage through the happiness, rage through the glee,
Rage through the love, and the loss of me.

Cry like you’ve lost your sun, and your moon,
Cry that I was taken, too early, too soon,
Cry and remember the times that we shared,
Cry and be glad that your life was spared.

Scream and call, and bang your fists,
Scream, it’s not fair that it should end like this,
Scream, and cry, and send me your tears,
Scream at the reality of the worst of your fears.

Sleep baby, sleep whilst you’re sad,
Sleep though the times have never been so bad,
Sleep gorgeous darling, and wait for the sun,
Sleep, sleep, for I am gone.

Smile when you’re ready and your tears have dried,
Smile, be happy, even though I have died.
Smile for me and the times we had,
Smile my darling, don’t make me sad.

Remember when we woke at dawn?
Remember walking in the autumn morn?
Remember how it felt to hold my hand?
Remember my darling and understand,

I am lost into the night,
The endless darkness, in endless flight,
I am lost and shall not be found,
In a world of shadows and free of sound.

I’ll call your name but you shan’t hear,
Do one thing, smile for me dear,
Try not to forget me or leave me behind,
Don’t leave me wandering at the edge of your mind.

I’m lonely here, and scared of the ghosts,
All the forgotten souls and despairing hosts,
You’re keeping me here, in this place of woe,
You’re holding on to me, you need to let go.


Let me move on and set my soul free,
For I am always yours, and you belong to me,
Find someone else, it’s time to move on,
Do not feel guilty because now I am gone.

So rage through the news of my death,
And curse the world with every breath,
Cry through my funeral as the coffin’s brought through,
And just think that once I belonged to you.

Scream through the nightmares as you remember I’m dead,
And think of the very last thing that I said,
Sleep through the sadness, the tears and the pain,
And sleep through the thunder, the lightning and rain.

Smile when you wake and I’m not your first thought,
We lived the life that together we sought,
Remember me baby when you walk through the snow,
Baby I loved you, and now, I must go.
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