"tje" poems
I love her but she wants to video "him" i dont know what hes told her or what they have done or talked about. im doing everything to get her love and trust back. she says i have the giggest part of her heart but she still talks to him. it hurts me to see her do anything with him. I hurt her and i regret it amd she was going to go suicidle amd i tried to talk to her to get her back to tthe way she was but she pushed me away from it and he "saved her" i tried and she doesnt see it but it runs through my mind that i have tje biggest part of her heart yet she doesnt want me back (not yet anyway) i just hope that shes going to come back to me soon. if not then **** me i cant imagine life without her in it. i just wish she would get some sense and just ditch him for good hes no good for her and we all try to tell her but she doesnt listen. i hope all she wants is to be friends with him and thats it cause if her heart mostly belongs to me he shouldnt even matter that much. so if she doesnt accept my appoligies and doesnt get back with me just end me cause i be in hell and torment till the day i die all alone.
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 8:58 AM UTC
what happens when you're the sole
male in a supermarket,
filled by females,
cashiers, and the customers...
you walk in, you walk out,
which is not as bad as being intimidated
by nine prostitutes while
you wait your turn..
you walk in, and then you walk out...
with aud lang syne
booming from your ears...
(i kannie **** cry at tje track..
mountains man... just mountains...
i kannie not cry...
or forget that i danced the Kayleigh
without donning the kilt)
o heart o thistle...
o my dear earned hands,
to hand over the land
worth of till and toil...
my own and sole wish...
that Scotland take my heart
and gives unto it... bloom...
once upon the cobbled stones
of the Royal Mile...
then upon the dawn of day,
upon Arthur's Seat...
for what i am worth,
to have but this sight,
of seeing far an wide...
Edinburgh...
the only city whereby i refused
the ingenuity of the compass...
Firth of Forth...
however welcome
or unwelcome...
through to the backstreets of
Dundee...
and behind the history of Glen Cove...
i cry...
because Scotland is the only
"convenience" of home know to me...
a home, that is more...
it's an ideal...
an.... idea...
England can never be it...
England could never be "it"...
England was merely
the handing over of Hong Kong under
Blaire...
it was the Labor government...
the late 90s...
but Scotland was
so much more... and will forever
be more than just much more...
had the heart eyes,
it would see this thistle baron
as for what i see it as...
as i leave it, as i've left all prior
palaces of my habitation...
always the fonder memory,
than a fond-of experience
among the living...
may the dead serve the same exacting
justice upon me,
as i, among the living,
revive them... back t life,
and the knife of mortality's
burdens...
and us do our part,
to part,
with a hope of once more,
congregating, in either a heaven,
or a hell.
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 8:41 PM UTC
the sun is struggling to meet
it's commitments this morn
and sits low on the mountain tops
smudging the sky pink and
charcoalred as it climbs wearily into the clouded sky
in reality, nothing much wants to get out of bed
the rooster only gave
a half- hearyed crow
the kookaburra's just chuckled and then went back to bed
as for you and me still here
away from home
we snuggle down into tje warmth and take comfort
in the childfree zone..
it is too cold to do anything other...
until the sun gets it's act
together
it's snooze time ,
thanks to
the ****** cold, mountain
weather...
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
I wanna talk to my women every second of every day.
I wanna be all over her face every minute.
I wanna vibe with her.
I wanna be able to tell her my deepest secrets and still be able to joke about it the following day.
I am a vibe and i love stealing kisses from your lips.
For your sake i will conquer any peaks and mountains.
I am ready for anything your soul wants.
When i met you for the first time i realized that you are my destiny.
Thats it is with you i must live this life.
It is you who will let me live and not exist.
Its your love that can save me from sadness.
Your care will always warm me.
To love you means to see the sun through the clouds.
To feel the heat even on cold evenings.
To hear music through the silence.
Giving you the gaze charm and charms.
It sparkles and shines so let it last forever.
Here i am standing in front of you.
Five centimeters from the long awaited kiss.
Imperious touch of the lips.
Heart palpitations heat in the lower abdomen.
A kiss on the tje neck can break the conditions shackles of my heart.
Apr 27, 2020
Apr 27, 2020 at 2:32 PM UTC
I felt the blade cutting
Tje mirrors eye,
She was cold like a fevers
Body,
Brazen when she held the
Life of me,
Lettimg go at the precipice
And falling into the extreme
Suddeness of who she
Became,
A razor cutting life from me,
Piecing me back together.
Such an immortal wound
To the momentary quiver.
Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 8:07 PM UTC