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 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
Laura Duran
That dress was on sale.
Oh he's just a friend.
I don't care if you're poor,
I'm with you til the end.

It's okay...no really...
I swear I'm not mad.
You're by far the best lover
that I've ever had.

I'm not into looks,
I want a sensitive lover.
Not tonight I have a headache.
I do like your mother!

We have to break-up,
but it's not you it's me.
That dent in the car?
That was there already!

I had a great time.
Hope to see you again.
Babe, you're way better
looking than your best friend.

Size doesn't matter,
it's not that big a deal.
A toupee? You're kidding!
I thought it was real!

McDonald's  is fine
I'm not into money.
Oh at first I didn't get it,
but that joke was funny!

This old thing?  What ever!
This dress ain't new.
It's just a night out with the girls!
Come on, I trust you!

These are lies that are told by bad women.
Silly "****** chicks" playing dumb games.
You would never hear those pass the lips of...
Us intelligent, sweet, classy dames!
Another older poem that's here to make you smile :)
 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
Laura Duran
I roll down the window in the back seat.
The wind feels so cool on my skin.
I sing softly so no one else can hear me.
I try to hide the mood that I am in.

I stare blankly out the window from the back seat.
Scenery blurs as the tears fill my eyes.
I cry softly so no one else can hear me.
I hide my sadness and my laughter feels like lies.

The wind through the window in the back seat,
it helps me quickly dry my tears.
I whisper softly so no one else can hear me.
Give me strength Lord and always keep me near.

I roll up the window in the back seat.
We're home the day is finally done.
My sister whispers no one hears except me.
I missed him too, you weren't the only one.
This was written last year on my birthday.  I spent the day missing my dad so much and trying not to show it.  As the poem states, I wasn't the only one that missed him.
 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
Laura Duran
I want to be better.
I even know how I can be.
Why don't I take that step?
It's like I'm stuck on re-peat.

I wish I was stronger.
I always thought I was.
With what I do, I show such weakness.
Will I ever be enough?

Why can't I break these walls,
that I've built up all around me?
I long to knock them down,
and finally live freely.

Why am I so lost,
If I know the way?
Will I ever find the courage
to finally seize the day?

Procrastination is my enemy.
Yet I hold him like a friend.
Walking in circles, there's no beginning,
so then how can it ever end?

I want to be better.
I even know how I can be.
Why don't I take that step?
It's like I'm stuck on re-peat......
 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
Laura Duran
I hate you
You're ugly and weak
I hate the way you talk
Acting humble when it's praise you seek

You talk a big game
Never do what you say
Give every one advice
But don't live your life that way

Quick to judge another
You have some nerve
When your own faults are piled so high
It really is absurd

Every one thinks you're so perfect
When deep down you know you're fake
You act like you have all the answers
When really you're full of mistakes

No need to get mad
I only speak the truth
It's for your own good
I don't mean to be uncouth

It's better that it comes from me
Than from anothers inspection
Who else than the girl in the mirror?
You can't argue with your own reflection.
 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
Laura Duran
I bow my head in prayer Dear Lord
and I lay at your feet
Those that suffer, those in pain,
Your children that are in need.

Your people that are preyed upon
are crying out in fear
Heed their prayers, protect them,
and all that they hold dear.

Touch the hearts of those in power
for they can end their pain.
With your guidance the sun will shine
and chase away the rain.

Help us to find our courage
to keep fighting the good fight.
May we choose the righteous path,
put aside differences and finally unite.

I have faith in you my God
I know you are the way.
Love can conquer hate this night
and make way for a brand new day.

                                       Amen.
 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
Mike Hauser
So tired of playing
The same old worn out games
With a nickle and a song
Lifting my own name

Thinking out loud
That I can save myself
You see if not me
Then I ask who else

I'd be rich if I could
Sell off all this shame
Bottled tight up inside
But can't give any of it away

I keep holding out
One of the proud
Jesus is for losers
That's what I'm all about

He takes me just as I am
Down upon my knees
Jesus is for losers
And yes that would be me

I show up right on time
To my own open grave
Stinking to high heaven
Where sin has me its slave

Find I'm drowning in
My own wishing well
Thought back then that I could swim
These days not so well

Got it all locked up tight
Yet I myself have no key
In which to open up
This hardened heart in me

Randomly beat
Facing defeat
Jesus is for losers
I'm pointing fingers at me

Wondering at how
I became part of the crowd
Jesus is for losers
I'll take all that I'm allowed

Never much
On push and shove
Jesus is for losers
When you've had enough

Just as I am
Least we forget
Jesus is for losers
Are we not all there yet...
On cloudless moonlit nights
When the world is silver and darkest blue
And silence seems to reign supreme
If you stretch your hearing inwards
You will hear the distant moans
Of long lost lonely dreams
Homeless and obsolete
Fading away
To become endless shadows

                                           By Phil Roberts
 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
ryn
Anarchy
 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
ryn
We can never
rewrite history
and the future
is impossible to pen.

When the present
bears only anarchy
in the darkened,
tainted hearts of men.
 Nov 2016 uzzi obinna
Raven
eyes like the forest
mysterious and inviting
draw me close
until i am lost.
The best part,
and the most part,
of my life
has been invaded
by something
which is foreign to my soul,
to my mind,
and to my body,

It consumes me,
it tortures me,
relentlessly,
daily and nightly.

It is an uninvited,
unwanted,
intolerable alien,
I am the taken-over host,

I am cruelly entertained
by this wicked,
evil,
unsightly,
unholy ghost
~ Anxiety.

By Lady R.F ©2016
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