Best Brake Poems


Gimme a Brake

A UFO went to land in Dakota
But the brakes didn't work one iota.
        It didn't take long
        to decide what was wrong
seems the space ship was made by Toyota!

Premium Member Brake

Willows wheeze while traders weep
A head for softer shoulders grasped
Spread another bid too deep
On margin calling crumpled dreams collapsed

Umbrellas saved the follicles
While frozen feet alarmed by sudden cold
Observe the blaze advanced to diabolical
All paper perished, all future visions sold

Jackals trace the wall of worry
Dining on the furtive few
Until at last the feast of falling flurry
All pensioners resolve eschewed

Premium Member Spring Brake

What a grate dey it is
Sonny whether and awl
Let's wring in Spring Brake   
Thyme for fun, half a bawl.  

Cum on, let's get aweigh
and lei on the beech
reed books by the serf
sea and bee scene.

Wheel watch waives bye the peer
Whet hour feat and hour tows
Ewe just mite meat Mr. Write
Theirs a chants, who nose?


Brake Change

Rotors spinning 
Desentigration 
Gods kingdom 
Deceptive revelation 
Lies built - unto the throne 
Living without guilt 
Dying all alone. 
Callaper grinds 
Whatever she finds 
Like god throwing stones 
Brakes are broke 
No chance to show 
Vehicle now disabled 
Watching us go. 


~END~ 


February 22nd, 2008 

explanation: 

this is dedicated to my sharp bud Christopher T. we hung out all day and tried to change the brakes on his van. Inspiration hit me with 3 short poems I'm posting. It was a good day and I had a lot more fun then anyone else.  Including you ::points out of screen:: what did you do that day? Didn't hang with us, well, 
that's too bad. 
sorry, charlie!

Loves Brake

LOVE’S  BRAKE               

Many are  by the night mice,
They eat you quietly like lice
Their pretence is just to  entice ...
They are by no means really nice

The farmer’s love for his hens:
Every time in and out the pens;
So often he bakes with their eggs
His pet feeds daily on their legs.

Hold the brake when you hear love,
He may sing songs, she may with you laugh;
The agenda for you can be rough and tough:
Though it looks a sheep,it can still be a wolf.

Calamity hides its dagger under  tongue and face;
So many have become its preys without any trace.


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School Brake In

Uplift
My lift.

Smiling
Grinning.

Dialing
Dealing.

No trace
My ace.

Disgrace
My face.

No stares
Players.


Visit Me Not

Visit me not, never in my dreams
I felt myself smiling with laughter
The warmth, fluffy as cotton Candy,
Suddenly the law of attraction with a “bang” hit!
with a bit of trepidation, I felt claustrophobic.
when I open eyes so big questions rose as I frown,
the mind profligated to the peak.
Familiar surroundings as I pick,
A flamboyant breath out of me, Pheuuuuw!!!!
Realizing it was all a dream.

It is sad, that I have cut the cord myself, not proudly
Course you forced me to the party.
I loved you unconditionally, even more exceptionally.
And, none of this is funny
Course You pushed me to the core “intentionally”.
Where did you even get the energy to play lovey dovey?
I am dead serious, this is all OVER!

And my pride is not allowing me, 
And will never allow me to allow you back in.
You played me,  and truthfully
I wish we never met.
And I wish I’d said this, that last time
“Please remain in my past, and Step back out of my dreams too”

Premium Member Brake Cannot Hold You

Did it ever?
You
Love
Lord

Instrumental Brake

Let's see what we can do with this
the struggles all supposed to be in bliss,
we know that none of this we'll miss
once we're leaving for the promised land.
But then again it's close at hand
that you might play another band
tomorrow.
But oh - who cares 'bout what's to come
when what we need is not yet gone
and what we want is short a song?
Come on, let's light another fire
and take our dreams a little higher.
You look at me with stary eyes,
I feel quite taken by surprise
as you speak these words I summarize:
"I think we'll take
A thoughtful
Instrumental brake."
© Seb Hart  Create an image from this poem.

Brake-Up

I only wish I knew why
We made our relationship die
And I cannot bring myself to say
We'll be together again someday
Because you broke my heart in two
By saying I don't love you
My heart is still breaking
But in my heart I will always love you
Knowing that you love me too.

Premium Member Apply the Brake

Apply the brake on thoughts vicious
Fall not to thrust of lust
Heart shrivels by acts pernicious 
Ego misdeeds unjust

Tender love God caress
Open hearts He does bless 
Let’s not His laws transgress

Our joy at stake
Apply the brake

17-December-2021
Quietus

Emo Brake Down

If  you call one day and don't have an anweser don't look for me ill be dead. 
you problay wouldn't even notice your to busy with the girl you love ...
                 you find happiness in my pitty and joyfulness in my pain so whats the 
point of trying when i keep on falling i get back up and get knocked back down    
and most people ask why i don't frown i do on the inside now on the out i just 
wont yell or shout...i see you don't care you try to pretend stop acting its not 
atracting my attion you fuse and i fight my heart will not strike  do i dare not see 
why i live so whats the point of being me...i see no reason to fear death because 
its all i dream i ask this last and final question why do i dare live when i have no 
purpose no way of living no way of knowing only showing how stupid i am to ever 
live is life to me just a game but when i die i do not cry and do not care try to see 
this side of me its thicker then you think
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In Case You Need a Brake

Don't utilize stimulant,
  don't be intoxicated,
  unbeaten!
  Behave natural
  do poetry online ...

   Inflorescence?
   brand news ... poetry
   bears fruit hatches
   in the world...
  
   Eureka ...
   stimulates the mind,
   exercises the brain,
   employ the hippocampus
   drawing poems ...

   Recycling...
   modern Times,
   other ways,
   creation,
   recreation...
   strip poetry ...

   Creative mind,
   healthy psyche,
   do not lose mind,
   everything changes,
   everything converts ...
   Stop and realize...
   comet poetry

Brake Me Down

Like....the new dawn is braking as I rise incomplete,
Unfinished, unanswered, two odd socks on my feet,
Like....The sun rays seep through the cracks in the blind,
And lighten my face, deepen the gaps inside....now 500 miles wide,...

..Where you need to walk to to reach me,
Find me broken in two,
But to where I would run in a day just to be next to you..
With no need to speak, 
but inside feeling complete,

how many times can I possibly tell you that you are my all...
every kind of wonderful that man should recall,
every knid of particle in sunshine that lights up the grey city street,
and fills an empty room with life like you make me complete,

but as I rise without you,
your rays somewhere else beyond my reach,
I struggle to smile or notice the two odd socks on my feet,
And as each incomplete dawn awakes me,
The gaps widen some more,
So many miles apart that no man will ever go.

You brake me down..
By not being here but not letting me go..
By stealing my sunshine so I can't possibly grow,
So stealing my mornings so I feel I've no new day,
Just walking through life incomplete since you went away,

You still hold onto me because I'm something to loose,
But with you holding on I've only one direction to move,

Instead you should let go..
..and stand by my side,
Wake with me in the morning..
..and complete me inside.

Premium Member Give Them a Brake

When we see them off to the side, 
we have to slow our speed. 
Out in the open, they cannot hide. 
Polite courtesy is what they need. 
There are construction workers on our highways. 
We can see them out there both nights and days. 
The main concern is for their safety. 
That is one thing to remember for you and me.

Inspired by another member's poem.

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