Break ups and pests

BooMerengue said:
You should have been like me
and not loved
stayed aloof, safe from
the dirt and tears,
the pain of passion
moved on when I like you
turned to I love you
turned to you are mine.

Now you would not be angry,
or crying tears of blood
as parts of you
are thrown away.

Now you would be
safe from harm;
untouchable.

Now you would be alone;


Like me...


.


Oo. :kiss:Painful. Thank you. :rose:
 
Angeline said:
when i stop sneezing.

:kiss: (cyber kiss, sans germs) ;)

Well I detest germs. I am kinda Howard Hughes in that way. But I am young enough yet, to accept them from beautiful women. SNEEZE away.
 
CharleyH said:
Well I detest germs. I am kinda Howard Hughes in that way. But I am young enough yet, to accept them from beautiful women. SNEEZE away.

Gracias.

I gave the disease to eagleyez. He's laying in bed sneezing too now. I told him I was sorry I gave him my cold and he just smiled and said "I don't mind angel." He's the best.

Oops this isn't a pm is it? lol.

Say goodnight gracie.

:D

:kiss:
 
Angeline said:
Gracias.

I gave the disease to eagleyez. He's laying in bed sneezing too now. I told him I was sorry I gave him my cold and he just smiled and said "I don't mind angel." He's the best.

Oops this isn't a pm is it? lol.

Say goodnight gracie.

:D
:kiss:

LOL You are cute, always. OOPS thats a PM, definately! ;)

Dream as beautiful as you are.

Night. :) :heart:
 
Angeline said:
I was the leaver.
I was the prisoner
I tried forgiveness.
I'm unforgiven.

Ask anyone;
they'll tell you I was crazy
to walk away. I had it all.
No one could understand
how full palms could feel
so empty.

I had it all. I had two children.
I'm still their mother.
Who tells them I'm still
their mother? I see them
everywhere. I want
to hold them.
He says I'm crazy. I had it all,
but why did all
feel like nothing?

So many phone calls.
I tried to stay. No one
could help me. They took away
everything. No one would
help me. No family, but two
in pain who do not understand
that only one said
I will help you and I will
love you. I don't
know anger. I am loved
and I am lost.


Feeling your pain
your lost love,
of child ... life

One that helps
is true love indeed.
Showing you love,
not greed ...

No more pain
of empty love.
Prisoner of
selfishness,
no indeed ...

Phone calls can help.
The children shall see,
a mother who loves,
never left ... them.

Kind heart
Anger free
Shower your love
on the one,
whom helped thee.

For this is true.
Heart to heart
Love for love
Giving ... Sharing
'Tis what True love
is made of ...


:rose:
 
(Don't know if this will count, but it's angry, anyway)

Severity

Don't plaster my face all over your wall
Or show me off to your friends

Don't make a joke out of the way I feel
And don't assume it's all right for you to rape my mind

I won't stand idle as you tear my heart from my chest
And I won't let your words slowly kill me inside

You'll love me or you'll hate me
I won't wait as you keep me dangling in between

I refuse to hand the intensity of my love
Over to someone who doesn't deserve it

If you love me, I demand your respect
And if you hate me, get out of my face

(I wrote it when I was a teenager, hence the angst :))
 
I have to BUMP this thread.

I love to see other people have the same problems the world 'round.
Well not love, hate it for us all. Just like to know it is a pretty even playing field where ALL are concerned ~

:rose:
 
This is a poem keeping to the theme of the thread but I can't get the thing to work. It seems a little too literal even for my style of writing. Anyway, it's called choices.


Down amongst the bustle of Repponghi Dori
A doorway, brash as a Wurlitzer
Framed a young woman
With minimal breasts and boyish hips
Who smiled and pouted

‘You want woman?’

So this is the deal between man and woman?
Shaved clean of veneer and devoid of ritual

Back in London J overestimated her assets
A good career but had hit forty
She wanted a man to father her child
And to pay for her lifestyle
It had taken her years to acquire
But with that sort of money
A man could hook a woman half her age

‘Fucky fucky?’

In the minshuke in Otatsuemago
The bright eyed schoolgirls
Giggled at the stranger fighting with chopsticks
And invited me to play ball
In the narrow street that captured their laughter
Their fresh faces aglow in the fading light

‘I give you soap bath…naked.’

I hooked my hand and raised it to my lips
A beer, I’m good for a beer
She swung what hips she could muster
And whore walked into the bar
Sitting patiently as I ignored her
And wrote J a postcard
About my trip to Otatsuemago

Between the lines, my nostalgia
For a more innocent love
Between the lines, my intended infidelities
And dropped the whore a fist full of yen
Enough for a beer or two
Leaving her dumb faced
To phone Y about her offer of coffee*

*Coffee being the expression in Japan for waking up for breakfast together. Well that is what Y told me.
 
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musing thoughts .. breaks .. what if ..

breaks my heart
alone, with this thought
what if.
what if, tomorrow
never comes
what if
I sit here all night,
nothing ...

nothing can tear us apart,
that is, when we are together.
together we can be forever.
forever is a long time.
time means nothing to me
... anymore yet,
yet time is everything

if only

if ... only

~
 
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