My mother, she Knows more than me, Though she, like anybody, Has her own insecurities; That she doesn’t have a degree; But she’s been teaching me Twenty twos years and 5 months, My sister 5 more years; She’s been teaching longer than most of my buddies; It’s even worse For she can’t just fail; Give F’s and maybe a retrial My mother, I tell you she, Deserves an honorary college degree For though she says I now know more than her She was the one helping me through my cries and utter misery. It is unfair how the world at large Took away your student at heart But I need to apologize For that in turn Helped me realise how to learn.
Notice the things about the one you love Like their beautiful smile The way that they dress their own style The tone of voice with each change of mood Or funny habits when eating food The sound of their laugh That look just for you The way their lips pucker as they drink The way their **** looks when they stand at the sink The shape of their hands The arch on their feet All our loved ones are very unique The color of their hair Or expression in their eyes The feel of their skin The touch of their thighs So make sure you notice what you have today Because someday it may just all go away
For the days flooded with sun and the ones shining with rain For the suffocating joy and the blinding pain For hallways left empty and rooms full of laughter For the dark raging storm and the light that comes after For the pounding music that leaves pounding aches For frustration and accidents and all our mistakes For walls that tell stories and stories untold For jokes between friends that never grow old For brilliant blues and for blacks of the night For the little things and the big things and all things alike For these concepts and happenings we’ve all seen before Here is your requiem, that you won’t be ignored.
i really love the concept of this one, but it definitely has room for improvement - might post a revised version at some point
the sun god reaches out for me index finger, a fiery beam to claim my heart again for the new day for today's sunset for tomorrow's sunrise pierce the indigo cloak rip it out through broken ribs the prison bars asunder claw it out from me and make me cling to dear life compelled to fight find in strife what I lost in comfort