Oh woman, you killed me today
that nice style you be rockin’
exemplifies that sweet sweet
beauty that you gots within
how you move that body
and how you bat them eyes
when I comes up to chat
is them 6 minutes I dies
Keep on keepin on
What did I learn from today?
Did I pay enough attention?
Or was I in my own way
caught all up in reflection?
Did I take my sweet time
talking to peoples of today?
Cherishing the experience
in ten different ways?
I got nothing else really
I got nothing at all actually
Except right here and now
And now I have to go pee.
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died,
And I have thought it died of grieving;
O what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied
With a silken thread of my own hand’s weaving:
Sweet little red feet! Why would you die?
Why would you leave me, sweet bird, why?
You liv’d alone on the forest tree,
Why, pretty thing, could you not live with me?
I kiss’d you oft, and gave you white pease;
Why not live sweetly as in the green trees?
– John Keats
Hurry up Spring!
Why you so slow?
Winter won’t leave
until you make her go!
Bring out the birds
bring out the bees
Start the flowers bloom
if you could please.
The morning air so fresh
Pretty girls hum and sing
kids laugh and playing
Please hurry up, Spring!
the reason I can’t get You
out of my head is because
though it’s been broken to get You out
You’re buried too deep within my heart
I woke up today with a burden
heavier than before
there is just too much
that’s now out of control
—- —-
You broke my heart
more than once
A million jagged little pieces
but I still can’t get you out
how deep you have penetrated
You’ve leaked into my head
and now marinate my mind
These thirsty thoughts tastes of you
My future now a constant rewind
i can no longer concentrate
I put my heart in your hands
squeeze it’s juices like warpaint
to decorate your beautiful face and life
as if it were you’re life that i’d taint
love you if i may
love you if i might
but you only seem
to want to fight
love you if i can
love you if i could
but is this something
that we both should?
life is too short
shorter than we think
we loved and we lost
in less than a blink
i miss you more than i can say
more and each and every day
am i just another guy
please don’t make me cry
our lives are filled with sorrow
but there is always tomorrow
The air this morning, cold and crisp
The grass littered with leaves
I see one falling now
A journeys end it receives
The cool breeze gently blows
the leaf this way and that way
to and fro the leaf does submit
submitting effortlessly to the day
I can’t seem to write anymore
My heart has ended its war
It can’t love like it did before
No matter how much I implore
Where are all the rhymes?
How is this not a crime
All this freaking time
But a personal one of mine
I want to find a woman in whose heart I can make my home.
When she is hard at work
I wanna be hard at work
Her joys and sorrows
Become mine the same