"yunno" poems
Two times, two times befour I let ya go
No hard feelings, but I'm hardly feelin'
Way up, so high, down low, so low...solo
Googly eyes lit mine, now I'm keelin'
Lost love loves lots, there is no game to blame
Our self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel
Beware new love disguised, I won't name njames
History, but a circle, thread on spool
Rekindle? Like wet wood drunk with moisture
fires die, like fireflies in winter
but scorched am I, by eternal ember
no lotion, nay cortizone heals center
Can't salute to your attention, so go
Worth the good times, but not the pain, yunno?
Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
Sigh.
You little *****
You little ****
I hate you yunno?
Sigh.
Maybe one day I'll learn
But for now I can't help it
You're still my sunshine
Whether you believe it or not
You're still the love of my life
Whether you think it's true or not
I guess this washed up poet still has some rhymes in her
About the boy who lit a flame and gave her warmth
Little dove, little dove
You really are in love
With that little **** boy
Whose love comes from up above
Because this isn't normal
This isn't mortal
This is real love
And maybe someday you'll lose him
And definitely be broken
But for now a new you he has awoken
It would be a sin for you to keep quiet
For love like this deserves to be spoken
Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 8:11 AM UTC