You tell me not to give up on this the fight
and that sometimes life just isn't right
Then you tell me to try with all my might
That i should just accept life with all it's blight
Yet the cold heart inside my chest still bleeds red.
And I lay here night after night crying on my bed.
As reminders of all the words you've said
Just run rampantly throughout my weary head
I tell you this life isn't the life i wish to live.
that there is more to this life than i wish to give
Somehow i can't seem to let go or to forgive
And all the memories i just manage to relive
So I lay here tonight as thoughts run around my mind
My thoughts haunt me over and over, all of the time
And nothing more do I hope for than for you to be mine
But no longer do you wish for our bodies to entwine.
So in silence i sit and contemplate my own fate.
And wonder if it's truly my life in which i wish to take
And if it is possible to give up and completely forsake
As I lay here on my bed wishing to never again awake.
While i lay here weeping silently on this bed we once shared.
I contemplate all that has gone on and if you really cared.
And i wonder if it mattered at all that my heart was bared.
And your leaving was the only thing in life i really feared.
But when I sit and think about all that has come about.
And that I hoped you'd believe in me without a doubt.
I thought that I made you see that it's you i can't live without.
I've come to realize that we were never on the same route.
And as my heart lies here bleeding tears for you.
I know now that there was never anything i could truly do.
To make you search your heart and make you be true.
It's now that i understand that i never even had a clue
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Soul Mates
I search for the words to express how i feel for you.
I don't feel there are enough words that will ever do
I am merely a human, with human words to speak.
Expressing these feelings i feel are what i truly I seek.
As i sit here trying to write this poem for you
I realize nothing even compares to how much i adore
I start a sentence and then have to erase once again
So now here i sit quietly and wonder how i begin
Do i speak of how beautiful your eyes shine?
Or how happy i am to know that you are mine.
Or do i try to explain how it feels to be in your arms
And how much i am lost in your wonderful charms.
Do i tell you how every time we touch I come alive.
It's your understanding of all these things that i strive.
Of how the passion explodes inside like a bomb
How being with you makes me feel tranquil and calm
I get lost every time i look into your eyes
And how from your love i would never hide
But how do i express these in the way i should
Oh my love how i truly wish that i could
How do i explain to you how i feel about it all
Of how into your arms i always wish to always fall
Or how i feel our souls are entwined as one
And how i believe that you truly are the one
There is only one word in which comes close
To explaining to you what i feel the most
And that is that i feel that we are soul mates
Forever and ever as one, this i feel is our fate
But alas it is merely a word that doesn't compare
To how much i love to run my fingers through your hair
Or how much i love to kiss your soft, tender lips
Or how much passion fills me when you touch my hips
All i can seem to muster are the words 'i love you'
And if you ever left me i would forever be blue
These words could never compare to what i feel
But I love you forever and i always will.
Monday, March 3, 2008
A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is Politics?"
Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way:
I am the head of the family, so call me The President.
Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government.
We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People.
The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
And your baby brother, we will call him the Future.
Now think about that and see if it makes sense."
So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.
Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him.
He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper.
So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room.
Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.
The next morning, the little boy say's to his father , "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now."
The father says, "Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about."
The little boy replies, "The President is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit."
Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way:
I am the head of the family, so call me The President.
Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government.
We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People.
The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
And your baby brother, we will call him the Future.
Now think about that and see if it makes sense."
So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.
Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him.
He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper.
So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room.
Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.
The next morning, the little boy say's to his father , "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now."
The father says, "Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about."
The little boy replies, "The President is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit."
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Shades of Gray
Do you ever wonder what it would be like
If life were completely black and white?
Where there are no colors to differentiate
Or those gray areas which i truly hate.
No beautiful rainbows up in the sky
No worry or wonder or questions of why.
When there's no need for the red white and blue
Or having to contemplate what you need to do
And if there were no beautiful array of colors
Or no need to decide how to spend your dollars
What would we do without the different hues.
And wondering what exactly what we should do
What would it be like without shades of gray
Does anyone ever really long for that day?
And how sad would this life be without all of this
Ever wonder the magnitude of all there really is
In this world in which we seem to merely exist
Tis something to think about, i truly do insist.
This world, in all its beauty, is an immeasurable pleasure
For without it all, there would be nothing to treasure
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