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Andrew Stroud Poem
"I Could Be Rich"
By: Andrew Stroud
Life is full of challenges,
And struggles along the way,
some days are filled with sunshine,
while others are cold and gray....
I happen to live in both at once,
The best and the worst,
Because while I have the best friends I could ask for,
My love life is forever cursed.
Women say they hate "players",
So I stay loyal and do not cheat,
But then they still break up with me,
Because they say that I'm too sweet.
But isn't that what women complain about,
that they can't find one good guy?
And they still go back to the jerks,
while the good guys wonder why.
All of this confuses me,
but one thing is very clear,
I could be filthy rich,
if I could make losing women my career.
Copyright © Andrew Stroud | Year Posted 2014
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Andrew Stroud Poem
"Lost Thoughts"
By: Andrew Stroud
Laying in the bed,
And I'm trying to write,
I've been staring at the paper so long,
It seems like I'm losing my sight.
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I've always had a gift,
With the words that I write,
But my mind's going blank,
As I sit here tonight.
I wish I could go on,
about your eyes and your smile,
but every time I imagine your face,
I just sit here for a while.
I wish I could write,
About your beauty and grace,
But every time I put pen to paper,
My mind begins to race.
I've never had this problem,
At ANY point in the past,
But I'm not complaining by any means,
Because I'm hoping that this feeling lasts.
But as my luck would have it,
You're in a relationship at this time,
So I'm stuck writing these senseless words,
And wishing you were mine
Copyright © Andrew Stroud | Year Posted 2014
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Andrew Stroud Poem
"No Clue What They Want"
By: Andrew Stroud
I've heard girls complain,
And I've heard them cry,
About all they want to do,
Is find just one good guy....
I've heard them talk,
And I've heard them describe,
Everything they look for,
In their "perfect guy".
They'll say, "He has to open doors,
and hold me when I cry,
I want a guy who'll hold me tight,
and stare deep into my eyes."
Then they'll describe sweet things,
like kissing in the rain,
and say it feels like electricity,
shooting through their veins.
They say that's all they want,
Is to find just one good guy,
Well no offense to any women,
But I think that's a lie.
Because I've opened doors,
And I've opened my arms,
I've tried to protect girls,
From all kinds of harms.
I've kissed in the rain,
I've danced in headlights,
I've let girls win arguments,
Even though I was in the right.
They've said, "You're way too sweet,
and I think I'm starting to fall."
Then they'll go back to their ex-boyfriends,
who don't treat them well at all.
So the days of the "Southern Gentleman",
are slowly fading away,
but it's not because of the men,
it’s the women changing our ways.
Copyright © Andrew Stroud | Year Posted 2014
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Andrew Stroud Poem
"No Point In Having A Heart"
By: Andrew Stroud
My thoughts are scattered,
My mind is racing,
I'm thinking of you tonight,
While I walk around this house pacing.
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I don't know what to do,
My heart is weak,
Even on tiring nights,
It makes it hard to sleep.
I promised you the world,
I gave you my heart,
and you took everything I had inside,
and tore it all apart.
I tell everyone I'm ok,
That I'm actually doing well,
But to be completely honest,
My life has gone to hell.
My dreams are shattered,
My heart is tore,
You took everything I had,
I don't have a soul anymore.
I never get to see you anymore,
You won't even answer my calls,
The only things I have left of us,
Are the pictures on my walls.
So I guess that you're the hero,
Yes, once again,
You still look cool,
While my heart tries to mend.
But there'd be no point,
My heart trying to mend as a goal,
Because there's no point in having a heart,
When you no longer have a soul.
Copyright © Andrew Stroud | Year Posted 2014
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