"hugry" poems
My heart is full of worries,
and the world is out there with jury
Though i’m not in hurry,
and hoping to be free,
and the world is out there with jury
Feeding the accounts with money,
in quest of becoming happy,
keeping the hearts in dire need of love; hugry?
and the world is out there with jury
Wondering if the god is sorry,
or is he showing his fury??
though i’m not in hurry,
and hoping to be free..
Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 5:46 AM UTC
Welts on my hands
knuckles cut raw
back is aching
can't work no more.
Been thinking of this
losing a fight with that.
Wish I had a million
or a cowboy hat.
Cast my nets
caught nothing to eat.
I'd place my bets,
but the odds are too steep.
But when I see you
all pain disappears
can't imagine anyone else
beside me in my older years.
You're a priceless love
my buckaroo.
I never feel hugry
when I can feast on you.
I've nothing to risk
since I won your hand.
But when you're not near
I'm a lost useless man,
so I am.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 3:59 PM UTC
was
an
strong horse
that cowboy was hugry
she was wild
he likes
to
ride
********
he jumped on her
it
was
beautiful
she jumped
she whirled
she buck twirled
he
was
having
an fine
time
on
her
cob
?
...
..
.
Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 10:25 AM UTC