"glazy" poems
*As the crystal-clear freshwater
trickles steadily off the glazy rocks,
The sound replenishes my soul
with vitality - on my heart,
serenity, it knocks.
As the dying rusty leaves
float along
the heavenly stream,
My peace-filled mind
goes off into
a beautiful, sweet daydream.
I ponder over recollections
of all the precious magical moments
that together
we have both shared
over the years,
All of the memories we have made -
all of the beautiful words he spoke,
they were all remedies,
conquering all of my fears.
The struggles and the challenges,
together, we took them all on,
Hope, love and faith
were the tools we both used,
hand-in-hand, to rid them
and have them all vanish and be
forever gone.
As the birds flutter in the branches
of the giant trees above my head,
In my mind,
like a delicate melody,
I hear all of the beautiful words
he has said to me
over the course of our lives together,
as far back as the day we met -
before we wed.
Like the crystal-clear freshwater
rushing down the heavenly stream,
All of the amazing moments
and the not forgotten good times
flood my beautiful sweet daydream.
And once again,
revitalized by the serenity
of the heavenly peaceful creek,
the incredible amount of love
I feel for him increases
once more,
My undying love
is born again,
I am to be in love
with my beautiful man
infinitely - forevermore.
By Lady R.F ©2017*
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 10:10 PM UTC
We rage
like hormones
like hyenas in heat
and ruin homes
(not on purpose, just on Fridays)
So grown up,
we're so grown up
with our mature parties
and relationship problems.
Look! I'm pregnant!
I'm oh so grown up!
We puke up jello shooters
and mama's meatloaf,
wipe the whithered corners of pale mouths,
smile
giggle
hazy glazy eyes
in smokey basements and tree houses.
Oh no,
I do not promote it
I only smoke it.
But what can we do?
I must be thin to be ****
drunk to be interesting,
naked to be loved.
We need the skin contact
because God knows we can't communicate by words,
either by tweets
or haphazard ******* in back seats.
We are so grown up
because we accept the filth,
the naughty,
the concepts that un-rad corporate burn outs can't comprehend.
Wisdom in destruction,
life in suicide.
So allow me to fill my nose with shaymen's powders,
so that I may regress
to the days that I was Daddy's ballerina,
and school yard games lacked dark ****** undertones.
May 9, 2012
May 9, 2012 at 9:51 PM UTC
a blackened lung heaves breath
a broken mind reflects
a wagging tongue cries out
a rolling eye drifts roundabout
the stifled gasp the strangled shout
and powder skin all slick with sweat
the murmurs in the dark,
attentive ears pricked up with doubt
tender hands pressing warm flannels
onto vacant brows
the last words over and over
is this the last? is this your last?
eyes half shut you slip into the past
and then
eyes laid out in glazy glass
i didn't see you leave just
one more moment
please
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 3:05 PM UTC
Things are hard in this fazy
Coz this fantasy is hazy
The love I express is crazy
More because I didn't get any of it razy
And now I get pulled being so lazy
The whole world seems so glazy
Oh, I'm trapped here - this place is mazy!
But I shall now be pacjent
Coz this love is so true
The way she's here, she'll stay
More because she loves me realnie
And now I hope that it blooms
My world and her world too
Oh, I want her here - her love is my Zahir!
My lover is very plochy
Coz she's very simple
The ideal match I've wanted
More because she's so wozniacki
And now I know what love is
My Lover loves me too
Oh, I have her now - I want her forever!
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 11:31 AM UTC
I fell outa bed last nite
I felt bad last nite
knew something wasn't right
when I turned out the light
then I fell outa bed last nite
I knew something was wrong
I kept humming this song
I heard the sound of a gong
then I fell outa bed last nite
I hit my head
my nose sort of bled
now my nose is all red
when I fell outa bed last nite
I looked up above
did someone give me a shove
think I fell outa love
when I fell outa bed last nite
was this a message from you
did I do something terribly wrong
if I say I'm sorry will it do
that's why I wrote you this song
my eyes were kinda glazy
now my legs or kinda lazy
I think I'm going crazy
since I fell outa bed last nite
I hear my woman *******
as I stagger to the kitchen
now my fingers keep a twitchin
dam I fell outa bed last nite
pour some water in a glass
felt a pain in my ***
is it heart attack or gas
how did I fall outa bed last nite
was it just an illusion
or is there collusion
so much confusion
since I fell outa bed last nite
was this a message from you
did I do something terribly wrong
if I say I'm sorry will it do
that's why I wrote you this song
dam I fell outa bed last nite
how did I fall outa bed last nite
whoa I fell outa bed last nite
that's right I fell outa bed last nite
Gomer LePoet ....
Aug 15, 2011
Aug 15, 2011 at 2:30 PM UTC
A poet is sitting by the riverside
As he stares blankly into the water
He sees a copycat staring back at him
A poor man’s poet of the people
Once there was the promise of bravura and muster
Now his company is mind-numbing and lackluster
And there’s only one poet to blame
One man who deserves the centerpiece
In this game of shame
For a battologist he has always been
He never cared to forbear
The tedious yet sumptuous curse
Of repeating and echoing
And echoing and repeating
So the poet sits by the riverside
His glazy eyes fixed on a man in the water
Who would like to be a swan
But is doomed to be a vulture
The disciple of an inferior culture
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 3:43 AM UTC
Your face tells me..your eyes glazy..
I know its coming..let me protect you..
Lay in my arms..head beneath my burrow..
Now I feel you're at peace..
No more fear..not frightened anymore..
My burrow is your sanctuary..its safe in there..
Become a little girl..protected by my strength..
I know you want to stay there for now..and I want to keep you there..
Asleep now..a beautiful angel..the fear is gone..replaced now with calm..
Your sleep gives me peace..
I want to catch a glimpse..of your sleeping face..
It makes me smile..it gives me warmth..comfort..
You are like a baby..quiet..and at peace..
I rest my hand..gently..on your soft sleeping body..
Your unconscious state..
So that even in your dreams..you know I am there..protecting you..
I know you're just a girl..that I can see..
But also a woman..strong..intelligent.. capable..
Of being a leader..
For you have led me..
Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 8:15 AM UTC
Alone she rests ‘neath castling towers
outfacing glazy terraces
by just gazing south to west
Alone yoke of bags she appears to shed
like a mother at a crossing
just waiting for the lights
Alone on a rise arc of green
glass to stones engraced
just by her lovely patina’s glow
Alone upon art’s breasted seeing
infants whisper blessings
to a brown madonna just watching
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 2:02 PM UTC
Ink Still Coming Out
This boy rise from the dark corner of a room,
Where there no light for the flower to bloom,
Where the wave, show me the ways,
To amaze you every day,
I squeese my head down,
To see your smile, every sweat drop to the ground,
Every second flow to countdown, i never miss a count,
Just to show my love too astound,
I shout your name, without adout on the highest paramount,
At the lawn, till dawn, Just to see you respawn,
So we will be together forever and i will never ever let you gone,
Your mom and dad on the list, so i make them a tryst,
To let them know, im holdin' your wrist,
huggin' you for the blist,-out,
Before we lift up to the cloud,
Can you hear me, through this beat?
That i cant stay clam, while thinking how beautiful you are,
While you beautifully embalm, me like a shooting star,
That landed in my heart, from the outher space,
From the far i can see that light glazy, shinning from that face,
And now i can get out from this hazing gasling maze,
Dont let me losse it before the next phrase,
Please, i dont want to feel this,
Pain but anything that i should gain,
That the reality when they call me crazy,
Coz im the joker, you my harley quinn,
If im a king, will you be my queen?
I telling you that i love you and i will prove it...
My mouth aint sweet enough make you blush,
I played with word but still can been trust, not for you to flush,
Im your crush not for lust,
To cheer you at high tide never make me tired to fight for my pride to show my gust,
There's a knight, that ready for fight,
For you, day and night,
That who i am, your savior,
Anything happen here even a disaster,
I will save you after my mother,
So she can see, that i want her to see, i save the woman i love,
This is a curse, when i cant durst myself to express myself to the universe,
Serve anythin' that you should deserve,
Emptyin' my purse is my thirst for your love,
List out, so i can bring it out,
This ink still comming out,
I will make never adout my love,
Just like you should deserve..
Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 6:21 PM UTC