"tiss" poems
I may have made an innocent mistake but,
You were the one that started this sick *** war
I have not engaged it, I will not
I believe in love, not war
I apologized to the one that matter
Will I get apologies for the hurt I suffured?
No!
Tiss the first rule of war….I guess,
Cover your own ass.....to bad
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
It pleasures me
That she reads me
Inside her serenity
Parked on our bench of antiquities
I, whom gazes over there at her,
Later in the dusk of candlelight
Shall remove her pink dress
Tiss then
I shall see she derives her pleasures
As I read her
Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 9:38 AM UTC
"Tiss that time of year,
the field rodents run,
the big machines hum,
the snakes slither,
gofers go deeper,
all to avoid the whirling blades,
dust clouds rise and damper the sun,
scavenger birds look for eatable pieces.
Harvest time busy the crops to gather.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 6:28 PM UTC
Fermented ideas
Growing old in cellars
A cripple’s hand
Looking like old leather
Reaching out to touch the skies
Feeling love as the white dove flies
Empty bottles
Dancing in the crypt
A poets tears flowing as ink
Following the years of saddened drink
In a boat, I take up the oars
My dream to escape these horrid shores
In the seas, where ideas flow free
Tiss here that I ceased to be
Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 11:42 PM UTC
I may have made a mistake, but
You were the one that started this sick *** war
I have not engaged it, I will not
I believe in love, not war
I apologized to the one that matter
Will I get apologies for the hurt I sulfured?
No!
Tiss the first rule of war….
Protect your own *** no matter who falls because of it.....
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 10:27 PM UTC
see your past?.
yeah your ex just flashed. x)
she is nasty, don't feal ******
see your future damm she's classy.
see her smile will walk you a mile, Live up,
Grow up,
I-
Might-
Just-
throw up.
she was lost thats not your'e cost :)
her love could not get bought.
I can't just watch you rot?!
you are loved you're in my thaughts.
You're screams..
there in my dreams....
Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 1:27 PM UTC
'Tiss thyn sky blue gray?
'Tiss broken and out of use?
'Tiss lavishful wits not so now?
'Tiss thyn love not around?
Beloved , my sweet thyn still here
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 9:37 AM UTC
Hear we are once again,
Looking back on what was then.
It's the pain that's in the past think about that old lost cast.
It was a trouble cost you to struggle* .
you made new and you got through :)
you made it up those steps.!
and are on a Higher level
No choice! to give up whats left to live up.
with no pain there will be no gain,
You are higher.,
you are a survivor.
That old mess ain't worth **** to stress , <3
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 4:10 PM UTC
She loves the rules,
and breaks the limits,
so I gotta keep her in line.
She's a naughty girl that likes to speak her mind.
she wears tight clothes, make you want to cross the line.
speaks a body language that will blow your mind.
your two cents are just a waste of her time.
sent from heaven above she's from a different time.
a bad girl Turned good -- but just for a little while.
Then she is back, wearing just a smile, and my favorite tie.
out with the Good, got her looking like Bad is in style.
dressed smoking hot, like a black - n- mild.
She's on fire, like a burning hand.
An angel at heart, she's a little wild --
tiss to the lucky guy that plays his hand.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
Why is it I who must suffer in this
Why is it I who must bear it alone
My eyes grow weary of and sleep I do miss
My ears grow weary of the night’s cold dead drone
The fears of my mind move before my sight
There is not a place to which I can rest
I lay and wait in the darkness left by the light
My head buzzes with pain a hornets nest
Tiss madness I fear that is taking hold
I wish to leave pain to fly in sweet bliss
A barren waste seems to have the sad world
As I lay waiting for deaths cruel last kiss
Sleep is but the balm that soothes your hurt mind
Favor it for without life is not quite kind
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 12:12 PM UTC
Tiss the season
To be jolly and bright
Why can't I seem to come into the light
Only darkness surrounds me
No joy can I see
Another year coming
All I foresee is never ending gloom
I can't leave my tomb
So I won't
I'll stay in bed
Sorting through the **** in my head
This too shall pass
I want to know when
I can enjoy life, start living again
Tiss the season
For all of you
It’s not for me
I don't know what to do
Slit my wrists? I'll mess that up
Drink and drug? If I can lift the cup
For now I'll just stay in bed
No need to worry, I'm already dead
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 7:37 AM UTC
Another day
Feeling this way
Why am I here?
Do I surve a purpose in life
I'm a mother, not a wife
My son is older
he needs me less
My parents are dead
I'm such a mess
I'm supposed to be happy and grateful they say
I'm still trying to find my way
Tiss the season to be jolly
I cringe when I see mistletoe and holly
I may never, till the day I die
find my peace, so I'll continue to cry
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC