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Details | Limerick | |

His funeral

That he planned his funeral is factual
And being a prankster quite actual
He prerecorded his voice
So when we kneeled on the joist
He said, "Hi there! Don't I look natural."

Copyright © Judith Angell Meyer

Details | Haiku | |


Now my tendrilled soul,
Has found its pergola-- Christ--
To wind its way up....


Details | Lyric | |


I am that tall,good and kind man
I have the longest legs on earth
I am the fastest man on earth
I am deaf and dumb
My eyes lead me like a sheep and its lamb
I am very curious but,
very time conscious
I am jobless
I am homeless
I always thirst for water
I always need a good Samaritan
Despite my state,
I am the world's priority
People suffer a fate
But need me to be free
I am he everyone awaits to make a mirth
I go to anyone who is willing 
All I need is caring
Everybody needs me
But I come without acknowledging me

I come I come
I stand at your door
Open and welcome me with a kiss
When you delay,I make a hiss
The next scene, I turn my back to the door
There you will miss

Don't try opening
For I am time conscious
Don't try calling
For I am deaf and dumb
Don't try following
For I have the longest legs on earth
Don't try chasing
For I am the fastest man on earth
I come to make you mirth
But you can choose to be in dearth

I came I came
I stood at your door
You welcomed me wonderfully
But you made me sit on the floor
You left me and forgot to close the door
I moved out slowly
Upon your return,
You didn't see me
You forgot I am time conscious
I saw someone ready
So went there because I was curious

You tried calling
But forgot I am  deaf and dumb
You tried following
But forgot I have the longest legs on earth
You tried chasing
But forgot I am the fastest man on earth
I came to make you mirth
But you chose to be in dearth

I stood at your door
You welcomed me wonderfully
You made me sit comfortably
But refused to give me water when I was thirsty
You left me and forgot to close the door
Upon your return,
You didn't see me

You tried calling
But forgot I am deaf and dumb
You tried following
But forgot I have the longest legs on earth
You tried chasing me
But forgot I am the fastest man on earth
I came to make you mirth
But you chose to be in dearth

I stood at his door
He welcomed me with a kiss
He closed the door,
gave me a place to sit comfortably,
gave me water to lessen my sore,
Prepared me a mutton
He made me eat like a glutton
He laid his spreadsheet on a bed
He gestured to me to lay my head
I slept until he received what he needed
He decided to keep me forever
Alas,I embark on a journey
Joy like a river flowed in his heart
He smiled while escorting me

Yes I am
I am the very person you needed
But I came and you took me for granted
I am the one you are awaiting
When I come, show me the caring
I am opportunity.


Details | I do not know? | |


are like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps down
my spine

Their cool aftermath
cleanses me of my thoughts
of fear and uncertainty 
about what tomorrows
pain may bring

They make me feel,
wet with creativity
drenched in my optimistic
illumination. glistening
raindrops, my thoughts
leave paths of pleasurable
distress, and hope of success
which road, less traveled
may be the best

Forget an umbrella
when these raindrops
arrive, I walk outside
arms open wide

Ready to Receive
the mind storm may bring
because raindrops are
as my thoughts, falling
down into my mind
sending shivers down
my spine

My brain, yearns
for the rain, to wash away
the pain, tomorrows worry
does bring
One special drop
could speed up life's clock
to the time
I can handle my own
and not dwell inside my controllers

For raindrops are,
like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps
down my spine

Copyright © Heather Hill

Details | Lyric | |

Hot Fudge Sundae

Drizzled chocolate ~
On a scoop of melting ice cream
Melting from the heat
Of delicious decadence
She brings the crisp color
Of his cream to it’s full splendour 
Atop his ivory mound
Is her exotic resting place
Gooey dribbles ~
Curve into fantastic erotica
Cooled into a perfect pose
Down vanilla slopes.

Copyright © Tammy Armstrong

Details | Rhyme | |

Lyric Man

                Lyric Man

No one has ever seen him .
He could be short, tall , bald or tan ?
Poetry is his game . 
His name ....Lyric Man . 

His poetry is very clever .
Often off the charts .
But my imagination can't decide , if he's a Superman or a Clark .

He seems to be a bad boy , smooth and much too smart .
Then he takes his pen in hand and captures maiden's hearts .

I'm new to poetry , but not afraid to take the stand .
There's no doubt for heartfelt words, Lyric is the Man .

                      1 / 30 / 2015
                Contest "Write a Poem"
              Sponsored by Judy Konos
                        1st place

Copyright © Bev Smith

Details | Lyric | |

Shield Walls

They sat, huddled in the shelter of knees, wrapped in the blackness of night; warmed by the kettle's fire. The rise and fall of voices full of tales and minstrels tunes, soothed the gathering. Mist rose from the surface of the pond. Fireflies crowned the lover's heads. Some men stood like shields behind arched backs of their ladies. Some cradled dear ones between their armored thighs. Heads lolled as strands of silken hair, was drawn between calloused fingers which only hours before had held the sword. Upturned faces drenched in the red-gold of the fire, revealed china-blue eyes of Viking descent. And each weary warrior revisited in tale, the halls of Beowulf and the dream of Camelot for the day was meant for war but the night was a stage set for love and lovers.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi

Details | Ballad | |


Lady, Don't say I didn't try to warn ya
But I'm taking this thumb all the way to California
I'm just gonna go
Even though I love you so
Got a ramblin' urge that just won't let me rest

Took my guitar and the clothes that's on my back
Got my life planned out and everything's on track
So I ask you please don't cry
Now it's time to say goodbye
I'll think of you when I settle down out west

Today's the day that I'm gonna shift my load
Leave the past behind and hit the open road
But no matter what I do 
I'll still dream of you
I've got you in my heart and there you're gonna stay

If it's changes for the better I don't know
I stilll feel that it's time for me to go
Yes, we had some happy years
I don't want to see your tears
If changes come again, then I'll be back some day.

Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr.

Details | Lyric | |

Pins and Needles

Another song written in middle school - edited of course. ;)
[Verse 1] I'm trapped within these walls Never to leave at all I am the prisoner inside my own home My spirit is broken I do not believe I'm locked in this chamber which I cannot leave [Chorus] The needles that break the skin The anger that runs within I’m giving it all away Just to stay alive The needles that pierce my veins It will never be the same We’re on pins and needles now It’s how we survive [Verse 2] They say he’ll find me soon Got to get out of this room The blood will spill and he’ll take what he wants to I’ll never let him through GET OUT OF MY DREAM He whispers in darkness, “I’m not who I seem…” [Chorus] [Verse 3] The four walls around me They start to close in I know I’m too late now I know I can’t win So just tell me I’m crazy It’s all in my head You’re not the killer And I am not dead [Chorus] [Breakthrough] Don’t tell me it’s impossible To start it all over again Infection sinks through your pale skin You’ll curse the day that I’m dead [Chorus]

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal

Details | Lyric | |

CANDLE 1st in Spanish then scroll down for english trans

VELA (CANDLE)First Spanish version, scroll down for English)
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Toda la vida que me queda la vivir‚ para ti
y cuando el tiempo haya terminado,
morir‚ por ti.
Dir‚ tu nombre
en cada vela que encienda, respirar‚ tu nombre.
Te susurrar‚,
cada oraci¢n que diga ser  siempre parte de ti.

Por toda la eternidad,
y as¡ ha sido y ser  siempre, 
y cuando deje este mundo,
aquello vendr  conmigo
en la luz de una vela.
Todo el mundo sigue girando, haciendo el d¡a y la noche,
y de la oscuridad a la luz,
ser s siempre parte de cada oraci¢n que yo diga.

Yo ser‚ para ti.
Como una fresca quebrada de la monta¤a que se desborda por ti
como una c lida brisa de verano
entre los  rboles para ti.
En el brillo de una vela,
todo lo que he sido o llegue a ser 
por toda la eternidad,
tu ser s parte de todo lo que yo haga siempre.
Yo ser‚ para ti.  

					Traducci¢n: Emilio J. Saavedra M.     CANDLE	
I will be for you.
All my life that is left, I will live for you,
and when time has run out,
I will die for you.
I will speak your name
in each candle that I light, I will breath your name.
I will whisper you,
every prayer I ever say will be part of you.

For eternity,
and forever it has been, and will always be,
and when I leave this world,
it will go with me.
In a candle light
all the world keeps on turning, making day and night,
and from dark to light,
you'll be part of every prayer that ever comes from me.

I will be for you.
Like a cool mountain spring that overflows for you
like a warm summer breeze 
through the trees for you.
In a candle glow,
everything I've ever been or will ever be
for eternity,
you'll be part of everything I ever do.
I will be for you.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa

Details | Lyric | |

What ? When? Where?

What? Do you do when you feel life pressures crashing down on you?

When? All your friends take the back seat, and your Heart wants to explode.

Where? Is your Mind from the beginning until the end?

During all this calamity do you feel like

What?  When?   Where?

Do You Go?

Copyright © Cathy Holmes

Details | Free verse | |

Jungle Love

Your sweet nectar
wraps around my senses
like jungle vines
steady drums beating
Your heart near mine

Your strong hands
hold me suspended
by my waist
Just enough pain and strength
against my supple skin
For my taste

The musk of your
sculpted body and the forest
has me going wild
But yet, the tender way you
protect me, reminds me of
Being a child

A safe familiarity
with a strain of animalistic
Your invisible hold over me
leaves me arrow poisoned
Unable to function

My long dark hair wraps you
with smells of coconut and ocean Sun
your locks full of mud and enemies
together, my warrior
We make One

Copyright © Heather Hill

Details | Free verse | |

I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.

Copyright © Bj Fard

Details | I do not know? | |

Blood upon Pages

As I place the pen
on paper
my soul beings
to bleed
upon the pages
my secret longings
hopes and dreams
of which I hope to be,
how I want to reflect me
transpire into the universe
within my poetic lyricism
the warm sweet smoke
of my vega blunt
swirls about me, flickers
in and out of motion
as the vanilla candle nearby
fights the shadows in my room
the cool summer breeze
from my window
carries dancing sinsemilla 
fog around me, allowing
my mind
to adventure elsewhere
into the nights abyss
of minutes, turned to hours
I write
pages, of words
scribbling my life, struggles
and fears
Bob Marley and Lauryn Hills
“turn your lights down low”
beat inspirational peacefulness
on my eardrums
my small hands delicately pluck
my imaginary guitar strings
as I join her in a solo, Miss Hill's
magical voice cracks
with emotion, and my soul
tingles with excitement
For creativity flows
within my veins
I breath real music, such as
she, as soon as daylight opens
thine dark brown eyes to see
The poetic flowetry, carries me
and speaks to me
the notes capture my inner 
disturbance and desires
until the soundtrack of my day
takes me into Summers night
thoughts of my dreams 
of being a published poet
clearly float
into my sight
Then, I sit
as I place my pen
upon the paper
black and white turn to one
and my soul bleeds
onto pages
into an early sun

Copyright © Heather Hill

Details | Verse | |

Secretly Obsessed

Obsessed with the thought of you
wondering if it's only me or
if you sometimes remember the sweet things you've said
and if you meant them how I took them
or if I'm just obsessed with what's in your head

Obsessed with your very sentences
Every response I take personal
I know it's selfishness
Have you not noticed my eyes?
They hold secrets that only you can unlock
if you'd just take time to fill the thick juices of my pride
It's just boiling with lust, passion, trust and distrust
and other things I obsess over so much

I find myself writing to free myself from this prison I've created
where only you and I reside
I become confused about what I'm really feeling inside and I 
try to rid the thoughts that are highly debated as false and I
begin to cry and
think of casting love spells so that the universe can deliver this affair
I know it's unfair
but I don't care

I'm obsessed with what hasn't happened between us
I'm obsessed with your heart and that the fact that 
I don't think you've even noticed my selfish innuendos 
and secret undertones that blatantly express my lust
Or maybe you have and you calmly remain in resistance of distrust 
If you could only read my mind by simply touching my fingertips,
I'm sure I'd catch you out the corner of my eye biting your bottom lip
I'm obsessed with the passion and thoughts I think you have
Obsessing over an experience that I may never have....

Copyright © humble b

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A Winter Night

Diamond studded armour
A lance of pale moon light
Mounted on black beauty
Is a night of winter white.

Copyright © Elaine George

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Tree Friends

From childhood days trees are my friends,
And may our friendship know not end.
When I was small, I knew their ways;
I listened to the fairy lays
They crooned into the scented air,
I'd part the willow's long, green hair
And find a welcome place to stay
Till happy hours ate up the day.

Then some of us with dreamer's hearts
Have stood, breathless, in midnight dark
Upon those special summer eves
When fairies dance beneath the leaves.
Once you have seen the magic start
You cannot thrust it from your heart.
The yearning lasts a lifetime through;
Your dearest friends will be the few
Who share this rapture, rare yet free,
To know and love a special tree.

Copyright © Faye Gibson

Details | Lyric | |

Road To Freedom

Which road would lead me to heaven?
I've been looking for that road.
Which road would lead me to freedom?
I’ve been a slave since my birth.

Which road would lead me to sanity?
I’m going crazy with all the rules.
Oft voiceless 'neath society's shadow,
it’s time to get out of this life.

My mind's aching, my heart's slowly breaking,
they don’t realize what they are doing.
I can’t bear it all it’s time to get home,
they’re making me a fool I can’t go on.

Which road leads me to that long-lost place?
where everything is love, no trace of hate.
I’ll find it someday, tomorrow maybe,
although they’re blocking my way.

Which road would lead me to laughter?
I’ve been crying all my life.
Take my hand and come with me,
just say the word and we’ll be free.

Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito

Details | Lyric | |

Battery, Electric Personality

I don't know whether to consider it considerate or prideful
But I'd rather roll in coals and coil my soul with a barbed wire one-eyed cobra
Just to show you that
My emotion for you is
Nothing more than a-
Nother fortress I've
Built up just enough to save you from

From time to time
I once wondered how one wanders from time to time
And think up the paradox line
Speak of Epoch's crime
Oh I lied, it hasn't happened yet
But bet you better believe it's such a habit that
I just said that in a past mindset

Oh darling don't you see
Honestly the honesty in the way we've deceived one another

I entered the circuit so you'd call me Sparky
Oh humor me
I'm at the center of the circle it's what you do for me
A little too witty to be just kidding
Because wondering is reality
To an electric personality

Oh darling don't you see
Honestly the honesty in the way we've received one another

Yeah the single signal
The waves we receive
Like a battery, electric personality
A battery, electric personality

Copyright © Criss Jami

Details | Imagism | |


Some night you'll wake before morning
Sweatin to the oldies she will sing.
She'll make you think you're in Heaven...
Long enough to tell you ANYTHING...

And you'll believe her.

Some night you'll wake up hearing voices
Sweatin to the oldies of here life.
She'll never say you're in Heaven.
Or tell you you've been sleeping with the Devil's Wife.

She'll never tell you, you've been sleeping with the Devil's wife.

But you will KNOW.
You will know.

That's when you'll need her.
That's when you'll love her the most.
That's when you will die.
Sleeping with the Devil's wife.

That's when you will die.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa ---hear the song and First take Video on Youtube, search for vee bdosa then select SLEEPING WITH THE DEVILS WIFE. One of my personal favorites, more poetry than song.

Copyright © Vee Bdosa

Details | Lyric | |

My Poetic Love Affair

Thrusting his knowledge inside , his strong hands hold my hips
His thoughts enter into my essence as I kiss his full lips

I savor the sweet smell of perception all over his skin
As his prophecies  penetrate my depths  finding solace within

I open the secret chambers  of my soul, freely allowing him to explore
Passionately  he places his spiritual goods, behind my guarded doors.

I wrap myself around his wisdom, as I invite him inside
Eagerly embracing his ego and stroking his pride

Down the small of my back inspiration caresses my curves
Releasing the desires of his heart and the strength of his words

His understanding carefully   maneuvers through the maze of my mind
Easily navigating the intricacies of my intellect, each and every time.

Pressing tightly against each other, inhaling his spirit from the air
And I gaze into the eyes of my Poetic Love Affair


Copyright © ChiquitaChiamaka Baity

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Breezy Jane

The breeze…the breeze…the breeze
It blows her pain away
The breeze…the breeze…the breeze
It makes everything okay
For all that seems it brings…
A happy breezy Jane~

Wondrous windy days ….can take that empty shame
Lifting all the sorrow…..and blowing away the blame
The breeze shall seize her fears…..taking them away
If fallen leaves could speak…. wonder what they’d say 
Before they leave the trees…. to convey a changing way
For all that seems it brings…
A happy breezy Jane~

I wonder if the breeze…. could remove strife that way
Making every thing better ….and mixing it with rain
The wind against your skin ….doesn’t seem like much to say
A mighty thought inside…. Procures hope finds its way
Lft your head up to the sky…let wind blow where it may
For all that seems it brings…
A happy breezy Jane

Copyright © Jane Bowen

Details | Lyric | |


They are all in my head, all day and all night
I hear them talking, telling me something's not right
They come from all directions, my ears never rest
recalling words from the ones I thought I knew best

My family my friends, those closet to me, telling
me things I refuse to see.
They've been buried within so long and so deep
like angry little children refusing to sleep

Some yell loudly, some whisper soft
they speak of the times and the dreams that were lost
and all these times I've refuse to hear, from people
and places I held so dear.

I've been so let down, my pride has been shattered
My heart has been broken, as if I didn't matter
It's a harsh lesson these voices within
makes me realize I've only one true friend
Thank you lord for opening my eyes, to people
that hurt me and tell me lies.
God's comfort and love will pull me through
from all the bad things these voices do.

Copyright © Betty Culberson

Details | Lyric | |

One Truth

Our present incapable to convey, 
beneath the heaven's sky, 
yet we share the evening elucidation, 
equivalent morning rise, 
my storm will rage your way, 
your gust flustering me one day, 
articulating thoughts of you...
and mystifies my life.

Copyright © Angie Mae

Details | Lyric | |

Oceans apart

Lets meet by shiny yellow buttercups,dandelions and liliac colored butterflies,
Lets run in fields of hundred golden wheats,lay down under the lantern light 
of million fire flies.Lets hold hands and walk in parks,sit down on a wooden bench,
and make a wish upon the shooting stars,Let's watch the feathered beautiful 
white swans,bathe in sparkling glittered streams,Lets dance under the waterfalls,
as faries use their magic wand and cast a spell of everlasting dreams.
Let's watch the fireball and feel its warmth in the early dawn, make a picnic
on a carpet made of crispy bronzing leaves,Lets share the satin cherries,
and red ripe pulped strawberries.Let's write the sweetest verse,and many
loving words,under the old mulberry trees,Lets quench our thirst from 
scented nectar of the honey bees,as we hear the black birds chirping,
and woodpeckers drumming in an orchestra of waltzing melodies,
And when the melting sun go sleeping,the crescent moon comes peeping
in the blue velvety sky,when we realize,there are billion miles of distance
between you and I.It is there we meet,in the place of no space or lasting time,
the place in our hearts,the place in our whispered thoughts,where We get together,
the place where my blood pumps your name,deeply in my veins,
the place which travels in many,many ways,the place where I am only yours,
and you are mine forevermore,the place where you and I see face to face.

Copyright © Celene Crescent

Details | Lyric | |


Crimson-orange rays clawing the sky
And everything is at peace
Birds pacing towards their young
Wolves howling to the elegant moon

Down that wooden bridge
Across the black river
Further into the dense
And back to where I started

Follow the stars
The trail of magnificent light
Running, breathing quicker
Where to?

Stand under this tree
The feel of majestic spring
Sound of water-drops
Fragrance of blooming flowers

The crave to fly
With these new developed wings
The urge to sing	
With a new melody in heart

Close your eyes
Listen, carefully... to the heart beat
Feel the flow of blood 
Footsteps getting louder

There she is
Smiling, looking right at me
Glowing extravagantly
And then disappearing, at sundown

Here I am…
Following your stars again
The trail of light
And back to where I started…

Down that wooden bridge
Across the black river
Further into the dense
I will reach you, someday.

7th October 2009

Copyright © Yasir Khatib

Details | Lyric | |

She Possesses Me

She possesses me like a fire possesses the devil
She possesses me like a Harley possesses its metal
She lures me like a child is lured to candy
She lures me like Indians lured by Gandhi

I'm usually strong but with her I go weak
Under her spell my mind starts to leak
Controlled by her charms
Willingly with no qualms
I follow her like a cult obsessed freak

She possesses me like an owner possesses a dog
She possesses me like a termite possesses a log
She lures me like a moth is lured to light
She lures me like a bat is lured by night

I'm usually strong but with her I go weak
Under her spell my mind starts to leak
Controlled by her charms
Willingly with no qualms
I follow her like a cult obsessed freak

Copyright © Rob Carter

Details | Lyric | |


Duality spreading through the land
Above my head; beneath my hands
The greatest darkness I’ll become
Or one to show you the brightest sun

Open my eyes unto this world
Forget the silence I had heard
Lingering on into this earth
A sense of evil without worth

Open my eye as I recall
Imagination as I fall
The pain of knowing what I was
A monster blinded by their cause

A pleasurable passion to restart
The thought of choices in my heart
Not what to follow - to agree
Instead remembering humanity

Create a universe from sand
Building foundations without my hands
Turning the darkness into light
With a simple understanding of the night

The paradoxes I can find
Knowing we’re not free will free our minds
In seeing shadows we feel the sun
Closing our eyes reveals freedom

Copyright © Ian Petch

Details | Rhyme | |

My Rodeo Cowboy

papa said 
son what you going to do 
with your life

now that you have 
no money job 
or wife

he said papa
I'm going to 
leave this town

think I'll
join up with the rodeo 
and break them bulls down 

Maybe even rope
me a stallion or
even a clown

Son you better
take another 
look around

for theres no money
for bull riders
thrown to the ground

or being stepped on
by a horse or bull
weighing over eight hundred pounds

Papa I promise 
Ill make you proud
of your rodeo cowboy when I'm done

And promise 
not to be thrown or bucked off
to the ground

So papa please come
visit when our show's
in town

for I'll be 
the one riding high on 
the biggest bull that's found

hanging on for just 
eight seconds while I'm
listening for that bells sound

just kicking those sides
of horses and bulls
jumping up and down

with coming out your
top rodeo champion and
bull rider found

Tribute To
The Rodeo Cowboys 
and Cowgirls

Hang Tough

Copyright © Katherine Stella

Details | I do not know? | |


I know your temper flares
every time she gets you mad
You turn around and hit her
and I see her looking sad
I hear the yells and the screams
man why don't you just chill
She is your woman that you love
not someone that you wanna kill
She is the mother of your child
why do you treat her this way
She does what you tell her to do
and look at the price she pays
You get angry for no reason
you begin to break things
Call her names that she isn't
after she does everything
You use her as a punching bag
you don't care about her pain
She struggles all the time
and she goes insane
When I look at her
I see nothing but beauty
You say you are a man
why don't you fight me
She cries for you to stop
but you don't want to back down
You keep on beating on her
till she falls to the ground
She begs for forgiveness 
but that doesn't phase you
You continue to hurt her
till she's black and blue
I feel her pain every time I see her
and there isn't much I can do
But the love that I have for her
is more then true
I hear her tears and sense her pain
cant you be a man and let her be
Better yet step in my direction
why don't you fight me
Stop making her cry 
stop making her hurt
Leave her in peace
stop being a jerk
If you want to be a punk
and try to show your ass
Leave the woman alone
you have no class
Let her be and leave her alone
let her live in peace
She deserves better then you
she deserves to be pleased
But don't ever lay another hand on her
have some dignity
why don't you come in my direction
why don't you fight me