"perpose" poems
In the morning the gardener waters the plants
When he is done he says hi to the roses and tulips
And at that moment he has perpose
Always will he be there for these plants.
Before the gardener watered
The gardener cried and of that was his soul watered
Now he can look the tulips in the eye
And smile with the roses.
In the end the plants were always there for the gardener
And when he was sad and cried
The plants are glad to take his tears
And to be there for the gardener is what the plants do.
You give me purpose
I will be there for you even when you cry
For you have taken my tears away gently and lovingly
Anyway I can be there for you ill be glad to be.
Aug 17, 2010
Aug 17, 2010 at 10:02 PM UTC
They say love don't die,
That's a lie.
They pretend and act as if everything is fine,
Meanwhile their heart beats beat with a new style of a cry..why hide?
Come don't u be shy.
From miles..I used to get a call from my wife,that I would even smile.
I even forget that she's so far.
Wouldn't you wonder what happens after those lovely calls?
Well she called,I answered and she wasn't calling on perpose.
That "redail" button got knocked by mistake
"Baby I prepered stake for supper"
And that's what I heard
I wonder what were the starters..I heard oooohs and aaaaaahs
I was so glad
Now that I know she was cheating.
Droped my fone and I turned on my stove
Cooked stake for supper,
Because it was also my favourate meat
And it was my twin brother that made my wife tapout..Damn Piet!
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 7:08 PM UTC