#required
I play my electric guitar on my amp,
Then there's a drum sampler,
And I sing & scream okay,
But without the bassist,
I feel like I go commando.
Fellows commented long ago,
"Without the bass guitar,
Your song feels hollow."
I looked for any bassist,
Here & there but to no avail.
What I ultimately found out,
Many play the Axe,
But none a bass,
Nobody plays it, not the bass,
And my best songs sound hollow.
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 11:29 AM UTC
I don't feel at home
In my own skin
I run from ghosts
I do not believe in
To live and love
Has not been win win
I'll have to hang upside down
The next time you ask me to grin
©2024
Jun 19, 2024
Jun 19, 2024 at 5:46 PM UTC
So what will take the place of you?
Shall I drink of your lustful stare,
are shall I hold in my hand the key
to your heart in which you gave to me
on bended knee?
Do I have to wait to see your face?
Or take your photo and sleep next to it.
On your pillow your scent is alive.
I sleep on what you left;
YOUR SMILE,
YOUR TOUCH,
YOUR TOTAL SEDUCTION.
I woke up this morning, a song reminded
me of just how much I’m missing you.
On cold days, I turn up the heat, and
cover myself with your spirit alive.
When I finally get to sleep at night, I dream
you up and you come to me.
Everything you offer is stored in a special
bottle that can only be opened when I
dream about you.
I feel complete when you’re in my presence.
When you leave, a brief disappointment clouds
my everlasting state of mind.
In your heart, I see the most beautiful day that
was ever made; the sun is shining, the temperature
is perfect, and most of all, I see you.
The mot beautiful person (in heart) that I’ve ever
seen.
For the rest of my life, my entire being, is required
by nature to keep your spirit alive.
Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 10:54 PM UTC
_Bright anime eyes,
Cat-astrophically bewitching;
Forty winks required._
Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
Do you know what it’s like
To be required no more,
To be put out to grass,
To be kicked out the door,
To know your work’s ended,
No more will be done,
To be slung on the tip,
Pushed aside by the young,
To be pensioned off
In an unceremonious way,
To know you’ve had your’s -
Every dog has its day,
To have an appetite for work,
But be left to hunger,
To be replaced by someone
More able and younger,
To be told you’re too old,
When you feel in your prime,
To be sent on your bike,
Before it’s your time,
To be all washed up
And flushed down the drain,
To have no physical wounds,
But still be in pain,
To feel your age,
Find you’re no Peter Pan,
To see your life going
No longer to plan,
To recall when you felt rich,
But now you feel poor,
To hear your heart slowly pumping,
Alas’ it races no more,
To experience an emptiness
That nothing will fill,
To have no medical symptoms,
But still feel ill,
To be out of control
Of your own destiny,
To be constantly asking
Why me ... why me?
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
like two birds
on a wire
if one flies away
the other is required
to fly away too...
to fly away too...
--Watercolour
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 11:44 AM UTC
Barefooted is not good ,so A pair of shoes helps in any season ... People rush to buy the best and the highest qualities Even if their prices are like pyramids ... I don't understand this rush towards All different kinds of pairs of shoes ... There are people who are ready to buy The whole shoes' stores At any price !
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 2:41 PM UTC