"losin" poems
I see your bags all packed for leavin’
And I’m sure you have a reason
But there ain’t no reason I could understand.
You tell me you need freedom
And I wish I could believe ya
But I think your ‘freedom’ means another man.
So if freedom’s just a cover
And you’re leavin’ for another
Here’s my advice – I hope it makes some sense
You should compare the life your choosin’
With the one that you’ll be losin’
Cuz the grass ain’t always greener on the far side of the fence.
No the grass ain’t always greener on the far side of the fence –
Sometimes it’s a confusing shade of brown
Compare the life your choosin’
With the one that you’ll be losin’
Life might not be better on the other side of town.
Yeah, he’s probably real good lookin’
Tells you he just loves your cookin’
Takes you clubbin’ and goes dancin’ all night long.
But at night when you are sleepin’
Midnight memories come creepin’
Do you shed a tear when you hear our favorite song”
Think hard before you cut the cord,
Don’t choose a life you can’t afford
Don’t ever want you having no regrets.
Consider what you’re doin’,
And all the lives you’ll ruin
The grass might not be greener on the far side of the fence.
No the grass ain’t always greener on the far side of the fence –
Sometimes it’s a confusing shade of brown
Consider what you’re doin’,
And all the lives you’ll ruin
Life might not be better on the other side of town.
Well I guess that I’ll stop the lecture now
Cuz you ain’t listenin’ anyhow
There's nothing more that I can say or do.
I’ll help you haul your bags outside
That Cadillac must be your ride
I hope the driver takes good care of you.
And baby you can keep my key
Consider it a gift from me
I’ll go on livin’ in the present tense.
Then when I’m done with my friend Jack,
Most likely I won’t want you back
Cuz' I like the color green I got on my side of the fence.
Yeah I like the color green I got on my side of the fence
No matter what I'm gonna hold my ground
Then when I’m done with my friend Jack,
Most likely I won’t want you back
I like the color green I got on my side of the town.
pwl 2014
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 9:24 PM UTC
See him wasted on the sidewalk, in his jacket and his jeans
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
Once he had a future, full of money love and dreams
Which he spent like they was goin' outta style
And he keeps right on a'changin', for the better or the worse
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found
Never knowin' if believin', is a blessin' or a curse
Or if the goin' up was worth, the comin' down
He's a poet, an' he's a picker, he's a prophet, an' he's a pusher
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's ******
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home
He has tasted good and evil, in your bedrooms and your bars
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
Runnin' from his devils Lord, and reachin' for the stars
And losin' all he loved, along the way
But if this world keeps right on turnin', for the better or the worse
And all he ever gets is older and around
From the rockin' of the cradle, to the rollin' of the hearse
The goin' up was worth, the comin' down
He's a poet, an' he's a picker, he's a prophet, an' he's a pusher
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's ******
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home
There's a lot of wrong directions, on that lonely way back home
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 7:45 PM UTC
A few good cocktail days with eyes on July
and a day legend born of money and men and
man, impossible reacher of the wide never and away
with the risky business of love of love of love
of outsiders, of lions and lambs and losin' it
tomorrow the sky taps the endless edge of thunder
shut the vanilla chronicles of tropic love and war
go report on all ages oblivion and the samurai protocol
the mission of a ghost, the worlds of the last magnolia vampire
the right color of rain, the interview of Jack the rock with a gun
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 10:25 AM UTC
I'm cupid wounded,
'Cause this love was misconstrued.
You stabbed an arrow through my heart,
I still can't remove it.
Love is small,
yet we all fall into it.
It shouldn't be a game,
Yet somehow I end up losin'.
And now I'm faded,
And it seems the scars are fadin'.
The time we spent in love,
Is replaced with this hatred.
Angels turn to pagans,
and these sins become sanctioned,
I've got demons on my shoulders,
The lips of Hades at my tragus.
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 2:26 AM UTC
I'm not too up to date
On the social scene these days
Kids walkin' around wearin'
Pants that don't fit right
Either too tight or down to their *****
And they smoke a joint any chance they get
Talkin' bout how alcohol should be for kids 16 and up
Talkin' bout how thier friends are losin' their virginity
At the age I started puberty
Sayin' drugs aren't that bad
That the police are the bad people, tryin' to ruin their fun
Sayin' their friends make good parents
At the age I started puberty
And that they quit their job at that fast food place
'Cause the boss couldn't stand their tattoos anymore
But really, none of this has anythin' to do with television
Or bad parenting
Or bad influences
Or lack of an education
Really
This is how it's supposed to be
This is normal, everything is okay here
It's a generational thing
Really
Oct 27, 2010
Oct 27, 2010 at 10:34 AM UTC
Crazy Circus (just a wrap)
We're runnin' like chickens with our heads cut off,
Squealing like piggies round the old food trough,
Stuck on a treadmill and we can't get off,
It's a crazy circus
Lost and confused, walkin in a trance,
Common sense needs a second chance,
But time is runnin out gotta change our stance,
Such a crazy circus
Just lookin' for respect we think we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow
Under the bigtop we're up on the stage
Spillin' and killin' lost in a rage
Why can't we just turn the page
Of this crazy circus
Strutin' our stuff actin' real cool
Posin' in the mirror ready for a duel
Now who do you think is the real fool
What a crazy circus
The old ringmaster we're the main attraction
Always lookin' for some kind of action
Spinnin' our wheels losin' our traction
In this crazy circus
Just lookin' for respect we act like we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow
Gomer LePoet...
Mar 12, 2010
Mar 12, 2010 at 3:44 AM UTC
Crazy Circus (just a wrap)
We’re runnin’ like chickens with our heads cut off,
Squealing like piggies round the old food trough,
Stuck on a treadmill and we can’t get off,
It’s a crazy circus
Lost and confused, walkin in a trance,
Common sense needs a second chance,
But time is runnin out gotta change our stance,
Such a crazy circus
Just lookin’ for respect we think we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow
Under the bigtop we’re up on the stage
Spillin’ and killin’ lost in a rage
Why can’t we just turn the page
Of this crazy circus
Strutin’ our stuff actin’ real cool
Posin’ in the mirror ready for a duel
Now who do you think is the real fool
What a crazy circus
The old ringmaster we’re the main attraction
Always lookin’ for some kind of action
Spinnin’ our wheels losin’ our traction
In this crazy circus
Just lookin’ for respect we act like we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow
Gomer LePoet...
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 5:19 PM UTC
Just keep livin in this feelin
Never am I beleivin
That **** thats written
Questin for questionin
Im losin
No reasonin
No serotonin
Jane, dope burnin got me floatin
Lucy dances turnin got me smilin
Druggy desperate runnin got me huffin
Huff and puff an puff, pass
One piggy in a house oh straw smokin grass
Nother piggys house of glass
Last piggys house of cards but, alas
Little piggys grow big and pass
One pig in the straw smoked over ash
Nother pig served with a glass
Last pig out of cards, alas
Last pig out of the farm
Free hog free from the harm
Hunted down with a firearm
Pow Pow hogs need not roam
No escapin the farm
Just dyin in a drugged calm
Or dyin strugglin in dirt, ****
So just chill and spread *****
New meat for the grinders
Fresh meat for the diners
Pigs aint **** but some dinners
For pigs with gold incisors
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 11:26 AM UTC
My mama said its just a phase
I just wanna get you high
Look at the bright lights
Pop a pill now I'm zoning
in the sky make you fly
sip slow on that poison
not sure where I'm goin
I'm dialated
the popo keeps starin at us
the locals keep glarin at us
these beans keep me near sighted
that *** got me so excited
I bite the bullet
I keep the rifle close
I got the spins
but I got to fight it
but I think I'm losin my mind
but it could be worse
I'm sure that I'm fine
as I check the time
I cant remember the night
I pay the price of giving my life
flying up high
and they all around me
**** god **** some bomb *** ****
mixin up my potion
marijuana stay potent
pop a pill now im zoning
I'm zoning, zoning
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
*"I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes*
Tonight I wanna cry"
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 6:48 AM UTC
I believe that is one of my most common dilemmas
To embrace power; nay tis weakness.
Power is mine* but to flaunt it for no reason but its expression?
What's the lesson? What am I getting?
More separation, more illusion.
Power only breeds confusion.
When it isn't used for fusion.
So quit your focus of "losin'."
Time creates this horrid illusion
Of those above and those below,
But guess where we all go?
Back into the same whole.
Forgive them, for they act
But do not know.
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 2:37 AM UTC
The soothsayer only smiles and whispers,
stays anticipation and decays til you kiss her.
Leaning in:
Posture is, as much as
a broken back,
lacking.
Caught,
stiff and bare,
in a stare.
"I'm not acting,"
I'm retracting my opinions
backtrack to begin again.
Pinioned by inclusion;
on the right foot, left
to my conclusions.
If it's a game,
then i'm losin'.
Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 2:31 PM UTC
Each time we get together,
we’re bumpin’ heads
tryin’ to start something
and not be able to finish it
we’re just tryin’ to get the kinks out
whoo hoo
can’t get it down perfect on our first try
we got to work on this together
talking to you, talking to me
brain stormin’ on ideas on what to do
we’re just tryin’ to get the kinks out
whoo hoo
not everything’s going to turn out right
on our first trip down the road
i’m crazy and so are you
come on and get’s this machine movin’
we’re just tryin’ to get the kinks out
whoo hoo
Temper’s flarin’, the top’’s busted out loose
losin’ steam on things
we gotta keep on tryin’
don’t get frustrated
we’re just tryin’ to get the kinks out
whoo hoo
Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 9:56 PM UTC
This is me
Just someone's daughter
But, someone else's disappointment
I can laugh louder than anyone in the room
And cry so silently, you'd never hear a tear drop
I want to be loved so badly
But, then not at all for fear of losin that love
I hate my past being thrown in my face
Don't hesitate to throw daggers in your face
I'm sometimes the worlds biggest hypocrite
Other times I stay true to what I firmly believe
I might interrupt your story a million times
But, I swear I care about each word you say
I'll be the best shoulder to sob on
But, get frustrated when it's not returned
I'm lazy as hell
But, always have so much on my mind I wanna do
I'm completely flawed to the max
But, am obsessed with perfection
I love surprises
But, ill do whatever it takes to ruin it
I'll speak with such heartfelt words
Then turn and spew venom in your face
I never want you to go
But , ill push and push until you break
I always hear when you speak to me
But, often I rarely take the advice
I scream "Why am I like this?!" Til my tvoice is hoarse
Then lay back in bed and not change a thing
I can be lead by a string to my breaking point
I never get out the knife and cut myself lose
I'll mutter what I really think about you
But, when you ask me to repeat it, I'll say "nothing"
Anyone can guilt trip me
Even when deep down inside I know I owe this person nothing
I see the devil in your grin
But, I want friends so bad I try to ignore it
You can break my heart with just one word
But, ill just hold the broken pieces in my hands til they bleed
I'm always willing to lend a helping hand
To anyone but myself
I've come so far and changed what I saw as impossible
Focus so much harder on where I've been then where I could be going
I'd give you the shirt off my back if you needed it
Flip a switch and Idc what you need, just what I do
Music is sometimes my best friend
So I'll ignore the one standing in the room
I say I'm over it
But, I never even started the climb
You can be in my corner 24/7
But, ill be stuck on who isn't rather than thank you
I'll never forget you
Even if you never remembered me
This is me
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 9:41 PM UTC
Collared for white collar,
To society I'm paying my dues
The Trump appointee Club Fed blues.
The beds are pretty clean and soft,
At Club Fed, they hardly cost
Shootin' shuffleboard, takin' a snooze
Just forgettin' the Club Fed blues
The **** beach aint just ahead
Club Fed just aint the Club Med
At 3-pm, it's tea and cake
Every night supper-- it's Trump steak
The cash register rings, it's all his take.
They're adding on to the Club Fed thing,
A spanking new Congressional wing
Having latte with a Trumper con
He whines,"I'm no Don,
I was just a pawn."
On the ladies side, want to meet
Lori, the College Admission cheat
No black ink pen tattoos
Just plain old Club Fed blues
Bill Barr and Rudy sit at table
Remembering when they were on cable
Just spinning another Ukrainian fable
Missing my 5-pm yardarm *****
A stiff price to pay, the Club Fed blues
When I leave it's to the Caribbean
To a fat numbered account
And I'll finally lose the Club Fed blues.
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 6:56 AM UTC
He's got this GQ swagger
And I can't complain
I just wanna hit his sheets
And hear him say my name
But it aint just that
Let me be on tha real
Imma lay down my pride
And let ya know how I feel
He's got this way with words
They call him the Extrodinaire
His flow and his style
Don't even try ta compare
I got him on my mind
And I'm actin a fool
I'm losin tha grind
All a sudden I aint too cool
I've known him for so long
And neva really knew him at all
And what's crazy **** cool
Is he might be tha one ta finally make me fall
I've neva been in love
Not in it's truest form
I neva even wanted it
But this fool has me trippin and torn
He's not really my type
But I can't name what he lacks
I feel like a high school girl
He just took me ten years back
He's mysterious and funny
He's **** and sweet
I know that he wants me
But he's too cool on tha street
He knows tha homie wants it
So he's gonna gimme up easy
He didn't count on losin me
Would make his **** queezy
He's already hooked and he don't know why
Now he's got that gangsta lean
And some buttaflies
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
it was much
heavier than I expected.
that cherry-wood box,
all that's left of you.
it was heavier than the news of your death,
but not nearly as heavy as the loss of you
every moment you weren't there when I was a child.
you taught me a lot,
not directly,
but your absence taught me everything
about loneliness
about pretending to be strong
during my weakest times
it taught me how to do time
without expecting anyone to be there
and no one ever was.
but you're finally with me,
now that you're gone.
the news of losin' you wasn't
what I expected it to be
that cherry-wood box was a lot
heavier than I thought it'd be
I miss you like I always have,
it's just different now.
Oct 5, 2024
Oct 5, 2024 at 3:42 PM UTC
Seven bucks an hour,
Bills stacked on the counter,
Got a baby on the way, he'll have to feed.
His pride is gettin' torn down,
His confidence is worn out.
This ain't the way he dreamed that it would be.
She's got no time for makeup,
'Cause she's got three boys to wake up,
Never thought she'd have to raise them on her own.
And some days she feels like cryin',
But she's holdin' on, survivin',
On the love that makes their little house a home
She's been here before,
And she's only eight years old,
But she knows the name of every nurse she sees.
And though she don't like the chemo,
She waits it out, never losin' hope,
that someday soon she'll be cancer-free
You're a fighter,
Got that fire,
When they thought you'd fade away.
Hold a fist up,
As you get up,
Feeling stronger everyday.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC
1.
Your words drift into my sleep
Just bits and pieces, well
And fragments of you!
Are you close to salty tears
Or are you diving into sweet bliss?
Can you believe how Fate can fool the mind
And are you failing hopelessly to let go?
There must be a secret trail to your heart
Ever caught a rainbow (x3)
In your dreams . . . . tonight?
2.
You place your flowers in my hand
By now, I'm sure you know my heart is in your hands
Got so many demons, afraid to face 'em all
The only other way, is up (x3)
Come on and rise from sleep
You slumber way too deep
The day offers gems you cannot afford to miss!
Your gems lie dormant in the haven of your mind
Did you catch that whiff of me (x3)
As I stepped into your dreams? Instr.....
REFRAIN:
Why give just bits and pieces?
How are you coping, now the world is in your face?
Is that you just losin' your mind!
Doesn't mean you have to hide in your heart
This time, there's no strange getting away
'Cos it's old mad destiny-spinner at play!
Try to be happy, don't get caught in unreal thoughts
No escape in weaving webs
Falling down from heaven will take quite a while
'Cos paradise is way, way up!
Star Toucher, 19 February 2013
Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 1:21 AM UTC
I'm still trying and crying
Feeling like I'm dying
Stop lying,
I'm not buying
I'm not relying on what your supplying
Keep denying what your implying
All this prying and spying
Leaves me sighing
I'm no longer complying
No more trying
I'm done crying
Your going down,
make you drown
Lose the frown,
talk of the town
Drop the crown
Actin like a clown,
showdown
Got pushed down,
shot down
Put down,
knocked down
Left laying on the ground
But I'm coming around
In preclusion to the confusion
I've come to a conclusion
I'm not losin this illusion
Tired of your aggression
I'm left in seclusion
It's a transition,
a new resolution
It's not confusin
I'm winning this aggravation
Just
Some
Food
For
Thought
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
At the doorstep of Insanity
I miss myself as I dont let go
Then I took an arrow in my knee
So I say you could be my hero
And, for sure,
I told what you meant to me.
While you fell apart in silence
I saw many a cherry blossom skies
as I waited over the ruins
with tears brimming my eyes
Yet I wonder for
I might be addicted to your glance.
Then I chose rage and gone high
and maybe you just didn't get enough
of those three words, to avoid
losin' me, too busy livin' your life
But, I'm sorry
I am already at the backroom, boy!
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 9:30 AM UTC
i was livin like a joker
i was hidin from the king
i was sleepin with the queen
who was still wearin his ring
i was bettin like an ace
on the queen not losin face
gettin cleaned out by the king
better pick up my **** pace
i was runnin with the queen
like a joker out the scene
as the king tails behind us
lord i hope that he don't find us
livin large just like a king
with a stolen diamond ring
and the joker pourin drinks
as the queen stares off and thinks
now the queen is showin signs
a new a ace is on the rise
so i put all in once more
like a joker hit the floor
now i'm dreamin of the queen
and the king i once had been
with a twinkle in my eye
like an ace it's time to fly
now the king he sits and grins
cuz ya know he always wins
as the diamond rings change hands
ace toasts to foreign lands
cuz the queen sticks with the ***
and the ace is always hot
while the joker drowns his sorrow
the king drinks to tomorrow.
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC
Are you blind?
Do you not see?
The pain and hurt,
you're causin' me?
Face to face
with either of you
my rage at the other
It will show through
One stole my love
The other my friend
Is this the way
the tale will end?
I'm losin' out
why must I endure?
Are you the disease?
Or are you the cure?
Am I condemned
to push the stone?
In vain I wait
and remain alone
"Don't beg and plead"
I'm told by pride
But what else can I do
when I'd rather have died?
A stab in the back
A slap in the face
and all of sudden
I've lost my place
The place in her heart
That I loved so dear
The place at his side
A friend so clear
She's stolen my heart
He's stolen my lover
They've stolen my smile
Why must I recover?
Now I've lost it all
I've lost my way
I've lost my will
What more can I say?
Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 7:21 AM UTC
“I’m all in,” the gambler grinned, and
Pushed his chips toward the center of the table.
“Been playin’ hard, finally pulled the card,
You can call if you are able.
It’s all or nothing, - final ***
Call me. Show me what you got.
C’mon Man, you hesitatin’ ?
Take your time, I’ll sit here waitin’.
C’mon MAN, you think I’m BLUFFIN’?
Think I’m sittin’ here with NOTHIN’?
C’MON MAN! Let’s GET THIS DONE!
DON’T ACT LIKE YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE
WITH MORE THAN POKER ON THE LINE
FOLD or CALL ME, EITHER’s FINE!
But don’t just sit and stare at me,
And make your judgement silently
I need to win. I want it all,
For God’s sake, Man, please fold or call
The silent Man called.
“Son,
Life’s a gamble and she’s dealt us all some bitter hands.
So when you been ‘round long as me
You begin to understand
Don’t matter if you win this time
Eventually you’ll lose
The stakes keep getting bigger, and
Some day you’ll have to choose
Between losin’ everything you got
And keepin’ something dear
And another thing I’ll wager, Son, that you don’t want to hear
Is while the *** keeps getting bigger, the odds get longer too
Sometime soon old lady luck will turn her back on you.”
The Silent Man laid his cards on the table.
“Each day’s a brand new poker hand
Some you win, and some you bluff,
Now you show me what YOU have,
We’ll see if it’s enough.”
PwL, March 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
Addictive.
Our friends seems to think.
When it comes to us.
Except, I'm not that addictive.
When it comes to love.
We each other sweetner.
In creating a certain joy.
After all and in truth.
Who wants to be with someone?
That you know is a bore.
If you was a drug.
I'm strong enough to walk away.
I'm not like certain folks stuck to a play station game.
Your personality.
Yes, it drew me in.
But many could apply mine to you.
Every now and again.
We addictive.
Not to the point of losin' control.
But to the point of knowiing the way to go.
You no ******
And neither am I.
We know exactly when to say goodbye
Aug 4, 2012
Aug 4, 2012 at 12:18 PM UTC