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Donna Bella Oct 2019
Tick tock tick tock
If a tick and a tock was a motion
That’s the motion I feel with him
Up down up down
As time wraps around me every night
It caters to me
It calms me during the darkest of days
Somehow with time I feel invincible
I wake up to time everyday
Time touches me as it kisses my heart
These motions I want to last forever
Mark Oct 2019
I know that’s my country girl  
Discovered like an oyster, oh what a pearl
And she is naturally kinda dope
One day I will marry her, I hope
My mama always said
Don’t wait, for rebound ones, instead
But, by playing the field is fun, I guess
Dealing with so many, without any progress  
Will lose the thoughts, the heart once desired
Before you know it, still single and almost retired
So, pull your finger out, get up the guts
Ask her out, check her out, no buts.
Donna Bella Oct 2019
I took a different route, a route I didn’t know was curved or straight.
But I knew I had to take that route, I knew that the journey that was presented to me was the journey that was paved for me.
So as I look into the eyes of my journey every night, and I touch the intricate details of the journeys palm, I continue to go further into my journey, and I won’t be turning around until I’m at a dead end.
A B Faniki Oct 2019
Come close to me son
and have a seat beside
me I have something

important to tell you "Fred"
about living with a wife.
My dear son as a married

man, you will find yourself
in some tight situations just
like I and some men have

find ourselves in more tight
places than an old shepherd's
right arm, when this happens don't

forget this advice and words
"a happy wife means a happy life"
so strive for thy wife's happiness.
© A B Faniki 10/3/2019   a piece of advice to a son from his father the poem is written in tera z form
Robert Ippaso Sep 2019
When she’s sick I’m so in trouble
Rocks my world, bursts my bubble,
All at once my head is spinning,
Forehead aching, hair fast thinning.

I’m not trained to handle chores,
Clean the house, go to stores,
Cook the meals, feed the kids,
My existence on the skids.

Give me patience, show me how
She won’t quickly disavow
This poor man she claimed to love
And not give him one huge shove.

I’ll do better, I’ll learn fast,
Even try to make it last,
Wash the sheets, make the bed,
Just the thought fills me with dread.

Shoulders back, chin protruding,
Smile so wide, no more brooding,
‘Yes, My Dear’ the sure answer,
Float on air like a tap dancer.

Read her cues as if an actor
Whatever challenge not a factor,
Learn each job just like a pro,
Then recount it blow by blow.

I adore this girl so much,
There’s truly nothing I won’t touch,
Clean or fix around the house
To be that perfect loving spouse.

But God I pray with all my soul
That soon you make her fully whole,
Please start now and make it fast
As for sure I won’t long last.
kay-cee Sep 2019
would you notice my pain
if your too focuse on your fame
would you be ashamed
to feel the same
it is crawling to my vien
until it reaches my brain
help me release from this chain
an unfair melody came
it took you from me in a flash
and cut your throat with a slash
with all the money we have
would it be enough?
for our life be like a candy plastic-wrapped.
thanks bj Donovan, for the tittle,
Sam Wickstrom Sep 2019
When she holds my hand she squeezes it
When I hug her she takes her time
I can feel how warm my love keeps her
When I'm gone she is too, thinking of me
The time away seems to drain my soul
I look in the mirror and see the loneliness
Yet i wake up smiling and knowing she's in my heart
I don't know how long I can keep up this shirade
Acting like I can be long away and still ok
She says she's head over heels for me
And not afraid to tell her friends
I'm praying this love stays strong and never ends
Because I've had hundreds of friends
Plenty of people come and go, remember me
And can't forget my spark, but never said
Now she's here and I told my buddy
When she leaves for sure I'll be dead
Because now there's a light so bright I tear up
Without her my mind would never clear up
Of memories so sweet I fear, ****
I just couldn't go on acting like I'm fine
Because everytime I see her smile my soul is on fire
If I ever said I don't really care I'd be one **** good liar
Ya this time long away makes me so ****** tired
There's a distinct pinch of pain when I dream of the rain
Kissing her, holding her head in my hands
Feeling her soft lips smile while my eyes are shut
Then my alarm goes off and I think ugh
Time is an illusion and I'll be home soon enough
But really my love, my love this time away is rough
Randy Johnson Aug 2019
We have very little money so we're living in our truck.
We are in need of shelter but sadly, we are out of luck.
My wife's dad offered to give us shelter but we had to obey his rules.
I turned him down, some people call me a rebel, others call me a fool.
I would **** to have a bed that is nice and soft.
Winter is coming up so we'll freeze our ***** off.
When a man cussed my wife and I out, he had the mouth of a sailor.
He beat me up because we secretly moved into his travel trailer.
He said we could've lived in his travel trailer if we had asked first.
As he beat me senseless, I thought I would be hauled in a hearse.
We are both broke, people certainly can't say that we have big bucks.
Because I'm a rebel who won't live by rules, we'll continue to live in our truck.
THIS POEM IS PARTIALLY BASED ON A TRUE STORY.
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