"getaways" poems
-.A GIRLkeeps her password on her cellphone, while a WOMAN is confident enough to say “darling can you answer that for me?”!! -.A GIRL has pride after arguments, a WOMAN has heart & emotions. -.A GIRL tells her man all the things he does wrong, a WOMAN acknowledges her man’s hardwork!! -.A GIRL run on the streets & chill with her friends, while a WOMAN enjoys time with her man planning ahead for their future!! -.A GIRL exchange words with her man, a WOMAN keeps quite & listen to her man. -.A GIRL complains about spending too much time with her man, a WOMAN plans vacations & getaways because she is wise enough to notice tomorrow isn’t promised!! -.A GIRL tells her man he is cute, & a WOMAN tells her man he is handsome. -.A GIRL takes her man to the house, & a WOMAN takes her man home. -.A GIRL tells the whole world her heart is broken, & a WOMAN keeps her life in line, with tears in her eyes she still manages to say nah! I am fine. -.A GIRL will read this & think this is about her, & a WOMAN will read this & thoroughly acknowledge what she needs to fix in her relationship
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 5:43 AM UTC
Abandoned Love!
I thought our love was more than material things;
the fun times we had, laughing at each other silly jokes.
Sending you messages every three hours everyday!
I prayed for our love to last every minute of each day.
Finding excuses to be in each other’s presence;
The long hours on the phone,
the sneaky getaways on Saturdays to the movies
Our rebellious but clean acts!
I thought every ounce of it was real!
But then it happened!
Insecurities kicked in!
The want for material things took precedence over the love I had for you!
Through trying times, you had no remorse!
The skeleton exposed his dry bones!
The heart I thought was sacred, was just old wood waiting for a fire to catch!
Your heart turned to coals!
And your reflection on love was dark as evil!
Can't believe I placed my trust in the hands of the joker
And not the King!
I ask myself " What does it profit a man to gain the world and loose his soul?"
The lost of loved ones and eternal life!
How could the lifeless have preference over the living!
That shows you are another heartless being.
'Greater love has no man than this; that a man lay down his life for his friends'
And I neglect this unfailing love!
For a bag of dry bones!
I took his love for granted; the Creator, the Father, the true lover of our souls for flesh!
I guess my playing small serves me right!
But his greatness made me new!
Afroray
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 12:58 PM UTC
I miss the open highway
I’m besotted with quick getaways.
What other sensation can compare
to pulling G’s with wind-whipped hair?
When my foot’s on the throttle,
I feel unstoppable.
Faster, faster, no faster,
that’s the rush I’m after.
Where are we going?
There’s just no knowing,
and no matter where we roam,
the GPS will get us home.
One thing was guaranteed,
the speed limit would be exceeded.
I adored the wide open straightaways
and the feeling of a racing-day at Marseilles.
I remember in the Appalachian mountains
the plunging, snake-like, winding canyons
as the speedometer edged past ninety
how my escort, Charles, would glare at me.
I’d let off - a little - and laugh, I mean,
isn’t freedom the American dream?
To hear the growl of a V8 motor,
as it turns rural-roads into roller coasters.
Feb 11, 2023
Feb 11, 2023 at 12:41 PM UTC
We’ve been through so much together
We’ve witnessed history together
We saw the first moon landing
We saw the Vietnam War on TV
We protested the war in Washington, DC
Our lives have been spent with each other
Our long walks on the beach
Our romantic candlelight dinner
Our cruise vacation together
Our romantic getaways to the Caribbean
I told you when I met you
That I love you will all m heart
I told you that I want to be with you
Forever and I want to grow old with you
I told you that you complete me
When I look into your eyes
I see a world of possibilities
And a world of happiness and love
When I hug you my worries go away
When I kiss you I share my love with you
I know what we’re not perfect
I know we had fights
I know we wanted to **** each other
But in the end we came back to each other
Because I love you and I know you do too
I want to grow old with you
As our children have children
And as the world changes for the better
I want to keep on looking in those eyes
And I want to love you long time
I want to love you long time
Oct 10, 2011
Oct 10, 2011 at 2:00 PM UTC
"My skin is always crawling," said the body to the soul
"I've turned into an ant but there is nowhere left to go"
the world is being eaten by the people being served
but I won't come to dinner lest I'm cooked to be observed
there seems to be a fire burning everything in sight
consuming with a fury those who fair a different fight
I may have lost some footing but I'll never lose my legs
I will not play accomplice to what everybody says
so catch me if you can and do whatever you so choose
you may have burned my body but I crawled away from you
Oct 21, 2016
Oct 21, 2016 at 11:13 PM UTC
Don't get me wrong
I love the Bachelor
and the Bachelorette
The getaways
The fun dates
the good looking people
But is it that's what's wrong with dating today?
Instead of worthiness
We're in it for the pic
what looks best on instagram
while inside we yearn for contentedness
But restlessness is what we're given
got to keep up with the joneses
we're afraid to let ourselves feel
for people based on status
Is it a twilight zone scene
can't be because it's around
from the beginning
ancient royals doing the same
but now we're in a modern aristocracy
So I'll turn off the Bachelorette tonight
I don't need fancy
I need supportive
and sweet
In it for the long haul
and loves me wholly
Miss me with the fake love
and give me the real
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
Didn't learn much from school
but for a poker-face, how
not to **** in his trousers
and the surpassing value of quick getaways
'Twas losing that did the trick
especially that business of losing in love
I van detestable, desirous of love but
minus mandatory leveragables
Ends up instead, in a specimen jar
at his local sleep lab, filed under
'Good for REM Experiments'
and HAARPs started playing at night
Couldn't keep up with gollums
pimps or clockwork candymen
dispensing their oranger shade of pale
so he called up the creator of love
Himself ..... got the real deal
Seems the goodly church retailers
excommunicated him, for knowing too much
So, finally, he decides, to read and write
Oct 16, 2010
Oct 16, 2010 at 10:23 PM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, when you wish upon a star
your dreams come true-Cliff Edwards---do they? :>
remember when you called us quits too soon
one year later in a **** same room
all the blacks and whites grayed out a little on me
but never returned the woods in thousand dreams
remember when you took that hug in a theft
burned the station down and couldn't hear a left
but things a carry a chocolate cake would never cut
all so small to you but me just a single much
remember when the ice we clanged and freed
even the cold I've missed the day you chose a fleeing cheat
all the hours and runs we held the hands and lilac
but I know again a no more a wont come back
remember the dark ages we bled and rhymed
cared and favored out on every other than not crime
all the shadows and hunts tracing the midnight sky
but the stars would never forget a lover's align
but my heart and soul would never know to draw a line
but my nights and getaways would never dim a dime
but my soul can't erase veins on violin classic chimes
but------------------------------------------------------------------
------ravenfeels
Jun 16, 2021
Jun 16, 2021 at 2:10 PM UTC
I see you from afar
Twinkling brightly like a star,
As your face lights up
Not from the coffee in your cup,
I can hear the pitter patter of your heart
Faster and faster from the start,
As your eyes lock
Tick tock,
Time stands still
Wonder how long till,
You're both in each other's arms
Exchanging kisses like collector's charms,
This sweet embrace
Who would have suspected this the case?
Two lover's hearts entwined
Love's response in kind,
No one the wiser to your wit
Practiced getaways like the perfect skit,
Each day the feeling growing strong
Learning each other like the words to your favorite song,
And soon I hope the perfect culmination
Will arrive to this incantation,
Live for each moment in this dreamy existence
As you live for each other without pretense...
© okpoet
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 3:48 PM UTC
And it was one such day In autumn red
Your pretty face and my heart Pretty Bad
Before the morning I had this dream
“we walking on the city broad way
And you promise you gonna be holding together
And I thought lets stay and it’s the best we both stay”
Taken down by the grace you had gifted
Surreal ,mystic without mistakes
We are alone just you and me
Air so magical I breathe
Piercing the silence are the echoes
Of Chandelier Ceiling and pearls that twinkles
But its not gonna be that easy
We both sitting by side of window
Look the mountains the birds and night Sky
Those meant to be my Treasure because I have You
I have You…………I have You
And I Wish could Say to you
I love You ..Yeah I almost do..
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
Tricky and sticky
hard to get out of
but easy to get ****** in
how do I tell the difference
are you love?
you are empty promises
you are the relationship with no labels
you are the late night getaways
the text messages I hide away
you are the heartbreak
you are what makes my knees shake
you make me tuck my morals away
as I dance among your lips
I feel the grip on my hip
my wrist held down tight
I blossom into the queen
of the night
Can't you see my body tremble?
Finding pleasure there
Finding love there
And my body
My heart remembers..
As I wait thirsty
Hungry for the next time
hungry for you
This is not love,
this is not what its like
this is not what I longed for every night
it's a trick but it feels right
It's a trick, right?
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 6:07 AM UTC
I still remember those days
Sitting on our fire escape
Watching the stars parade
Above the rooftops
There were never words to say
Under the dark blue of the skies
When the blackout took away the lights
We sat together side by side
On those fire escapes just you and I
Until the sun stole away the night
That was our Brooklyn
A private room with a perfect view
On balconies set just for two
Under skies of the darkest blue
Tell me, do you still hear the sounds
Of this sad and boring blackhole town
On the nights we learned we could generate
A Brooklyn just for runaways
After they shut the power down
It was fixed in just a couple days
And we both used our fire escape
To make our separate getaways
Well I hope you traveled safe
I hope you made it home; you found your way...
And maybe I'll see you soon
The power goes down this afternoon
And I'll wait
On our Fire Escape
Oct 18, 2010
Oct 18, 2010 at 10:03 AM UTC
rainy days and getaways
I wish that I could've stayed
my heart is with you anyways
gloomy minds and darker times
like leaving you was such a crime
and now youre most of my life
shedding tears, bigger fears
of you never being here
because the future's hardly clear
faking smiles, wet floor tiles
thinking of our travelled miles
but our memories are neatly filed
wetter days and short getaways
wishing that we could have stayed
but my heart is with you anyways.
Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 3:44 PM UTC
i have many regrets that keep me up at night
shielding me from morning light, they make sure i'm locked up tight
in my world of black and white and
i bet you can guess which side i reside
not by choice, but i can't find the light
people are often saved by words, so why can't i be, too?
on and on i push, break down, pull through
that means nothing to me, but you say it means something to you
getting up when i fall down just feels like what i have to do
eyes tired, black like charcoal, and i promise to see through you
facades of happy days and getaways are just that - getaways
getaways from truth, reality, and what you really want to say
i am never promised anything day after day
but it is strange to always feel this way
but i'm stuck in my world of black and white
and i'm afraid that i'm here to stay
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 1:10 PM UTC
I thought after I had my own place,
I'd finally have girls in my bed,
the kind that read in coffee shops.
But after too many failed apartment getaways
and 2,346 miles of stories
that could brim a hundred journals,
I'm in my old room
with the same songs and
the same parents, with
the same questions
about the same girlfriends who
have new boyfriends
with new cars,
more money,
more testosterone.
But they won’t walk out of a job
with both middle fingers in the air,
towards the road.
It won’t even enter their minds.
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
my dreams are like getaways
to the astral plains above
the lights that can blind a blind man
the silence that can make a sane person erratic
oh my, my love
did you hear
all of them speak in hushed tones
they said
"make it come true, please"
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
You knew all of me during those rooftop getaways
Grasping hands we'd make haste for our Twilight Escape
Speckled leaves brushed our feet ascending luminescent latice
Night's warm caress nestled us near the edge of release
Nothing could heed our desire for the freedom that were we
Transported over quagmires where our souls could finally see
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 4:54 PM UTC
it was like you were the drug and i was the addict
every second without you i was itching for more
for your hands on my skin, lips on my lips
our secret getaways behind an always closed door
you said i was yours, and that you really cared
your lips washed away every doubt i ever had
feeling your hand on my bare skin
made my mind hazy, but it was never bad
heated hours and whispers in my ear
sneaking kisses during class, i was your secret
holding hands when no one was watching
i really loved you, but i was your pet
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 1:27 PM UTC
I have access to a million getaways
But I want to go to none of them today
What's the point of money
When you can't even be happy
I've heard a thousand songs
But none of them could write out what my heart longed
What's the point of these sounds
When you can't even hear your heart pound
I have a hundred followers on Twitter
But none of them know me any better
What's the point of the many stars above
When they can't even light up your path on earth
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 12:03 AM UTC
I never really meant anything to you
Just a show-piece that you'd show off to your friends
So i guess i was fool all along to actually love you
All those promises you made were nothing more than an illusion
You just played me all along
Tell me…did u never ever have feelings for me?...
….not even for a single moment?
How easy it is for you to play with someone’s heart…
…one text and it’s done
Those love songs and poems I wrote for you now seem like useless S***
The candlelight dinners
The weekend getaways
…….it was all just a game to you
Takes a lot to be a heartless **** like you
But you know what I’m relieved
Separation has never tasted sweeter
The agony of separation has never been so serene
Darkness has descended
A new sun will rise again
Life was and will once again be beautiful
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 4:13 PM UTC
uncommon grows normal
routine with procedure
getaways, paradise, heaven
bare, void, blank
air occupies what was
take afoot inside
think comfort, warmth
ignited with flames
books of wisdom
books of happy
books of reflection
raveled with devouring famine
scorching heat searing
the leather casing
the thin sheets
the purpose of it all
all that's left
crumbled cracking at the seams
indistinguisable at corners
words left legible
smack dab middle
with colors reminiscent
pouring white milk
into black coffee
only this time
an odor intoxicating as gasoline
Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 1:38 AM UTC
I am Canadian. We are considered polite.
I will remain so here.
We are a socialist democracy.
You, a capitalist democracy.
Our Prime Minister makes mistakes.
He's comparatively young. He takes good council.
He speaks of what he knows,
And knows when not to speak.
He can be mean (depending), but never cruel.
He has great wealth, but neither flaunts nor hides it.
When he equivocates or lies, he knows it.
We have all the amenities of a capitalistic society,
With the security and comfort of our social pluralism.
Our youth enrol in a free and fine education.
We have no rich or poor school districts.
We have no security guards or metal detectors.
We are not an economic super power.
We do not influence worldly affairs with an itch or a sniffle.
Our Senate is powerless (enough said).
Authority and power lie in the multi-party system;
Each chooses its leader.
We don't vote for the Prime Minister,
But every four years (and many times less) we can vote one out.
And get this: sometimes the party changes horses midstream to rein in getaways.
A coup d'état is almost impossible,
Unless we get invaded for our fresh water.
We're not nuclear armed, but when called, the Forces are tenacious.
We're not war mongers. We really do prefer peace.
Our former P.M. won a Nobel for coming up with the idea of a U.N. Peacekeeping Force. That's a real one.
We have serious problems like you. At times, the innocent and the guilty get hurt; that's never good. And believe me, we support most of your political initiatives, domestic and foreign, and your peaceful demonstrations. We know pain too.
I know you love your country. And you have **** good reasons.
Most Canadians love you too, and we are very worried about our southern neighbours who treat us so well when we visit west of the St. Clair River.
We've helped you when you were in need; when your country was under attack. We are your good neighbours with good fences. We will always be there for you and whatever Democracy you choose.
Please, choose wisely.
Bless America
Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 3:48 PM UTC
I am at battle,
have you noticed at all,
when walking down a hallway,
the barren expression that turns to a smile,
when interactions are needed.
It works for brief minutes,
like getaways,
a descending reality that never … lands,
keeps me suspended,
so I can survive,
so I can make it through the day.
Please don’t look for me alone,
let that peace remain a facade,
my marble castle,
my wax paper offering a translucent
image whom defines how I might need to appear;
satisfied,
content,
confident,
moving forward, always moving toward
the next goal,
that opportunity that allows my life
to have some identity.
Have I told anyone I am in a constant battle?
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
Most times I think I did something wrong
As I pretend to sleep
I only focus on
the shallow breaths that hold me
I am hollow.
Eyes closed as my teeth grind
Helpless, I am
And careless, you
When you're not around
I pick specs of you off the ground
Like a fiend
And what's left of you now
Staggering into the memories
when I know they'll float away
like sailboats and getaways
Piece by piece
Into the skyline
grey and weak
But clean and porous
The waste, the mess
And I’m keeping this
you and my collapsed lungs
Ill treasure my bleeding soul
As if I couldn’t feel anything
Anything at all
They’re all keepsakes
To remind me of
Cruel You and earth and
the cold universe
And it’s buckets and baggage
Ill lie underneath just to catch
Raindrops of grief
And glass slivers of rue
And they drown
And they stick me
And I’m empty and I’m bare
But I’m full of you
And your bastardly hopes
Up to the brim, I’m spilling out
But could you please spare me,
At least,
A poor excuse for a vacuous
Clenching, desperate mettle
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 11:35 PM UTC
it's hot outside
i need a drink
something cold
and refreshing
it's funny because
if you were here
we'd explore the campus
far and near
find a beautiful little spot
under the shade
buy a milkshake
on the way
it's weird here
because no one can understand
they look at me strange
they don't understand my heart or mind
i remember when i'd laugh at you
for wanting to always go get a drink
i never understood your obsession
but now i think
how different things would be
if you were here with me
i realize now
your habits became mine
we're just a little out of time
and i don't think i'm okay
i don't think i'm fine
do you think we could rewind?
back to the time when
you'd always order a drink
and i'd laugh at you
i think i need a shrink
to take these thoughts out of my mind
to make me forget
what it looked like when
back then
me sitting on the edge of the sink
legs dangling, your shirt
falling off my shoulder blades
**** this hurts
your midnight shadow
my white moon skies
remind me again
why we ever said goodbye?
i'll go get some tea
forget about these memories
but know that milkshakes
and getaways
with you lies my adventure
with you my heart lays
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 6:50 PM UTC