May 25, 200323 yr Author May I grow old with you May I take long walks with you under full moons and star lit nights May I run through the rain with you May I cuddle with you in front of a roaring fire place while I contently watch you sip your hot cocoa and rain drops run through the tips of your hair May I grow old with you May I cover you with warm wool blankets on a dark, cold, cruel winters night May I make yo chicken soup or lemon grass and cinnamon tea when you're sick and shivering May I hold your hands when we're driving in the car May I kiss your lipswhen we're alone so I can draw your warmth to the very depths of my soul May I whisper love songs in your ears late at night when all distractions are put to rest May I grow old with you May I sit on your lap when you're sitting in your rocking chair watching the sun plunge into the hungry crimson sea that awaits it May I fall asleep in your arms at night so that demons wont let their fingers loose on me May I tell you how much I love you when we passionately make love May I may grow old with you..
May 26, 200323 yr Author Sing me a song to night Make this hurt feel all right Hold me close while you sing So I can feel you heart beat, your emotions, be close to everything Kiss on the the every tip of my nose before I close my eyes Let it rest there and sink beneath into my soul where my all love for you lies Continue your song as my spirit departs Dont try follow to prevent the grieve that will break your heart....
May 26, 200323 yr u know one of these days am gonna come into ur house and go through ur things and I will find the book from wher ur copying all thses poems :D only jokin they are luvverly
May 27, 200323 yr Author Hi Dans.. I heard from that guys publisher today..he said that he preferred my recent poetry 1999-2003..which is not alot. He said that earlier ones arent striking...and the recent ones have alot of imagery and are def. eye-catching blah blah... So he said that I should take some writing classes to expand the skill, he give a list of about a billiuon poets to read get in contatc with so i could sample their various styles and he wants me to put more my emotions in there.... So he said that if I couldnt writing and improving like I am now..he said that by next spring I could have a decent manuscript....if I put my mind to it... I dont write about me and I dontlike writing about and he didnt get that..but aleast I have people who believe that I could sell a book and I appreciate that :shrug:
May 27, 200323 yr yeah man u could so sell a book I suppose it is hard writin about personal emotions and stuff I have writtena few really personal ones and they are hard I will email them to ya
May 27, 200323 yr Author I dont like everyone knowing about me through my poems...my folks say that I'm just trying to be mysterious..but I feel that if I dont you know..why the hell should you know how I feel about certain things...and its easy for me to listen to other peole cry and write about it.. :shrug: oh cool...I'll be patiently waiting for your poems
May 27, 200323 yr Lois~ I love this!! ;) Sing me a song to night Make this hurt feel all right Hold me close while you sing So I can feel you heart beat, your emotions, be close to everything Kiss on the the every tip of my nose before I close my eyes Let it rest there and sink beneath into my soul where my all love for you lies Continue your song as my spirit departs Dont try follow to prevent the grieve that will break your heart....
May 28, 200323 yr Author thanks... I wrote this after haring a piece of acoustic guitar being layed by a firend one mine
May 28, 200323 yr I dont like everyone knowing about me through my poems...my folks say that I'm just trying to be mysterious..but I feel that if I dont you know..why the hell should you know how I feel about certain things...and its easy for me to listen to other peole cry and write about it.. :shrug: oh cool...I'll be patiently waiting for your poems I know waht u mean hun sorry am really lazy I wil post them soon
May 30, 200323 yr i know what your wanting to say i see it in your eyes, i gives it all away. I see the look of a hurt heart. You would dye for a better day, than let your little world fall apart. you want to start over. but you dont know where to begin. you look for 4 leaf clovers, so maybe the luck would hide your sin. your on a one way street. your not happy, kindred or kin. you just dont belong. you dont fit in :( i dont know what i put after that. i guess thats it!
May 30, 200323 yr I dont like everyone knowing about me through my poems...my folks say that I'm just trying to be mysterious..but I feel that if I dont you know..why the hell should you know how I feel about certain things...and its easy for me to listen to other peole cry and write about it.. :shrug: oh cool...I'll be patiently waiting for your poems thats how i feel about my poems too. i dont like people to read them. i sit in class and one of my friends will walk by and they ask what im doing and im like i dont want you to see! than they give me a dirty look or roll their eyes or just get angry at me and walk away! YEASH!! give me space and privacy!
May 30, 200323 yr Author I liked your poem..It sounds like a cute little song... well see..its not that I wont let people read my poems.its just that I rarely write about me..in them..how I'm feeling...I dont like opening up myself to everyone..those that I've written about I probably threw away after I got thought that phase..
May 31, 200323 yr Author Fighting Demons cheek to cheek Hoping to win the happiness that I seek If only I could smell victory on its way Maybe theres hope for one tear free day I Cant see you smile For my vision is consumed by hell's fires that blaze evily for miles My skin is burning up and bruised by the hot coals my bad vibes throw at me If you you could swept me away and drown me in love's deep forgiving sea I'm no Joan of Arc so God is NOT with me on this unforgiving journey I'm all alone..no buddhists prayers tied to trees, no rosary beads and lighted candles are placed at the Virgin Mary's feet, no chicken blood across a doll on the obiah man's drum, nothing So thorn bird do not sing for, the bird in the cage never really sang, I just got some extra bird seeds, no one came, no one saw, no one conquered We came, we saw, we corrupted... That's why I pay now...
May 31, 200323 yr Author thank you....actually I tried away from what I really wanted towards the ending..I guess I waas running dry...
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