Best Hadnt Poems


My To-Do List

I have a to- do list cos I am thirty this year
Top of the agenda is to ride bareback through fire

Done many things in my short life
My twenty todo list did cause me strife

Wanted to walk on wings flying way up above
My bravery ran out they had to give me a shove

I did it, i perused the land from on high
What a beautiful thing, this variable sky

Back to the circus ring, my stomach did flip
Thoughts of why the heck did i think of this

Brought out this Black Stallion with nostrils aflare
Grabbed hold of his mane he gave me a stare.

We hadnt even started yet
my hands they did sweat

Then I saw the large ring, no flames afire
Wanted to slink  off and forget i was here

As I got up close my nostrils held that smell
The oily rags lit up were as hot as hell

Lit up was like a giant firework display
Riding through it, oh my did i pray

The horse didnt flinch  as I fell around his neck and cried
Thank you Black Stallion for being a safe steed

Babies Dream

As i lay here in my waterbed
Many thoughts enter my head
Wish my mum hadnt garlic for tea
Making me cry and raise my knee

I hope my life will be full of fun
Laughter and tears for me her son
With parents who'll guide me to do whats right
Not blindfold me , teaching me to  be trite

Teach me right from wrong, manners do pay
A hug and a kiss will go a long way
Want to grow up Noble and proud
Pride in oneself and in my world

Meanwhile i wait, waiting for the time
When after a long journey will meet, mother of mine
Hope she will love me! my eyes only for her
My smile of satisfaction! my waiting is over

Am all warm again as i lay in the bed
Wrapped up tightly with a tum for my head
Dreaming of life as I am sure it will be
Full of wonder and  knowledge, for me

I Miss You Baby

I think about you night and day
I miss you in every way
Cant keep you off my mind
Little things to do I find
You baby are the one I miss
What I'd give for just one kiss
I miss the sound of your voice
Wishing now we hadnt made that choice
I miss the smile I brought to your face
Cuddling up and your warm embrace
Without you here with me
Things just arent as they should be
I know this is something we will get thru
Baby I just really miss you
The songs to me that you would sing
Now to hear them brings a sting
Feeling as if we're millions of miles apart
This is hard, it breaks my heart
Still I whisper I love you every night
And trust me, I'll never give up the fight
Baby please keep your head held high
Cuz this isnt the end, its not goodbye
I'm still yours and you are mine
And in the end we'll be just fine
It's just a rough patch in our life
Still my dream is to become your wife
So baby don't give up on you and me
Forever and Ever Babe, we are meant to be
With every beat of my heart, I love you
And right now I am really missing you
And if by chance you start feeling blue
Read this poem again, I wrote it just for you!!!!


A Simple Heart

Some believe life to be a dream a passing image
A scene full of color, smiles, tears and joy
As we know, each day brings a different feeling, and memories
You see there came a day when I knew my heart to be alive
It all began with our eyes, they met and like glue they would not part
I sat to wonder of my insecurities, for the world is an unfair judge 
Least my soul had no image, and my voice no shape or form
When she heard me speak, the tone of my voice, it pierced her heart
And she for once bleed emotion, and her heart too rejoiced 
Alas I felt as if I were to never be alone again
If I spoke, I spoke of her and how she brought color unto my life
All faded when she was near, my life was carefree 
I sang to my self like I hadnt before, I was in love
I was like the sky who married the clouds 
Like the moon who married the sun and the stars their offspring
So slow I learned to cope with what I felt 
A heart so fragile, so soon it broke
Her soul looked but didn't see, and slowly she turned from me 
My nights became eternal, and the pain grew from with in
She was gone, and I a foolish poet with a shattered mind
My heart did heal, and strength a new
Past my history I love today, I won't forget 
Facts of love, our hearts are simple

Mushroom Tip-See

It only took me one cap and one stem,
For the Halloween feeling to kick right in.

I took to the night,
Like a ride in a bike.

Please do not quote me on this,
But I really had to piss.

And in my one piece clown costume—
My poor pecker was not free to pee I was doomed.

A lush, drinking like a fish,
Plus I am lazy as it gets...

So I cut myself a pee-pee hole and found mushroom's tip.
And I continued to party, fading deep into my trip.
I was so high and way passed drunk that—
I had completely forgotton about my junk—I was lit.

Somehow I left out my magic wand; my lizard;
Hanging out like honey i shrunk the kids or a tiny little sliver. 

If it hadnt been for the shrooms, no way could have I remembered;
What's her name tapping me on the shoulder pointing downward at my member.

My package was on display.
Man meat, free for all to gaze.
It was limp as limp could be, as if I was part of a parade.

The cat's out of the bag now.
My poor kitty was so sad, wow!

And to this very day it is blister,
Hearing, Hey buddy! How's little mister?

And this is how my story goes.
My life really sucks but it never blows.

I even changed my name; moved all around.
But the joke of Halloween never fails, 
It follows me and we are bound. 
No escape can be round from every farm to every town.

I tried every last trick in the book and 
Finally, I have found,
An enhanced new look.
And now they tell tall tails
Of how it hooks along the ground.

Although I still eat shooms every year on Halloween,
I take time too think about my costume, just in case have to pee.

The End...

7-16-16 

Poem submitted for My Most Embarrassing Moment Contest

A Bit of Gonzo

That's not my elephant!
The man  dressed like a modern day hammlet or Lady Ga Ga screamed 
in his best Justin Biber voice once told me one thing.

It was a good time to make my escape.
Spaghetti night wasnt my trip at Shady Pines mental home.
Allthough the vicodin and nyquill casarol was almost as good as grandma's
well minus the wild turkey.

But enough with the foreplay children.
Like a big girl named Ella with a cute personallity at a all you can eat 
Buffet.
I was off like lindsy lohan outta rehab well except 
without  a  bad coke habbit.

The drugs,The wreckless abandon but enough about my fellow second graders.
In a borrowed mustang with a matching platinum card i was Vagas
bound.
And remember kids if your gonna commit grand theft auto  dont 
get busted for stealing hybrid well unless your trying
to be fashion forward  or a dirty hippie.

As for the credit card if your gonna sit in grandpa's lap why not
get paid  thank you dimentia   like he'll remember anyways 
that and my granpa's dead hey a girl has her needs.

The trip was destined for madness  many hangovers and 
much perversion that do to restrictions we can not bring you here 
but what was the bill of rights but a big book with a lotta large words 
not covred in high times magazine.

The road so strange and tempting like dirty little hamster 
in this wheel we call seduction dam Gone With The  Wind  or
that other romantic wet dream of litriture called Twilight.

Yes this journey would have been epic.
If that acid hadnt kicked in and left me deep in conversation 
with a hub cab  but dont stop beliving.
For if not for hope or really good drugs, booze and tight skirts 
We be just like another third world country 
Dam you Alaska.

And so like that pig named porky  
Who really needs to watch his feet.
This  was your bit of Gonzo 

And that's all folks  Stay Crazy


Winter Blues

Tiny tips of green thrusting their way through the cold earth
You look and scratch your head and wonder, what did i plant there
Its cold, the tiny bulbs shiver as though close to death
Being a friendly gardener I try to block the wind  with care

Be off with you winter you've been here far to long move over for the spring
You have had your monents your chances to shine
You brought the snow to impress us and make childrens voices ring
Winter blues are all but over now , spring will be just fine.

Snow is beautiful I must admit,soft yet scrunchy underneath your feet
The snowman the children built did look rather swell
Carrot nose sultana eyes and clothes I hadnt  finished with yet
But with the sun peeping out, poor snowman doesnt look so well

So wintry sun are you the guide  for springs sunshine, you pathe the way
So those poor tips of green will grow  and bring forth flowers galore
The daffodils, tulips, freesia and snowdrops, loving the day
That the  sun will help you forget those winter  blues for sure.





Dated January 16th. 2013

Hopeless Nomadic Part 2

Cold nights and tree lights taught him to forget home.
He’s mellow tonight though, no telling what goes unknown.
He packs light and steps heavy and taps his fading flashlight and I bet he’s a lefty.
Duracell down spiral connects with flesh on even time, a metronome of alkaline.
Ill forever remember this snowless December and he’ll certainly forget me.
Still I sway with the music still he keeps it rock steady.

As he rolls down my street and through the night (like I roll through my week)
All that exists is the moon, that man… and me.
Ain’t it somethin’, what life brings when you start listenin’ to the quiet things?
 
Plastic sacks like gift-wrap, thrice reused, revalued glass
Rides passenger beside wrinkled paper grocery bags
Holding sugar coated soda cans,
Hanging from the rubber handle and his hands were full of gravel.
They grow more fragile as he travels.      
 
And this overanalyzed poet’s delight
Does just that just as the moon tells of midnight.
The crude acoustic music moved right through the tulips, ricocheted off red bricks, treble clefs start riots. 
 
It jukes a tune, almost a salute, not unlike the Lousiana blues, up your spine it always winds up finding the light that burns inside, even from somewhere deep in the bayou at suppertime.
A profound lyric, when you hear it slides the skin from your bones and you fall to the dirt, like ivory stones. 

He's hard to get a good look at, and feared like a black alley cat;
his con-man disappearing act is long like the years you cant get back.
The words that i don’t hear his lips say are shouted aloud by his ribcage.
The nickels he bent over backwarrds fo never got easy to take.
 
This slow going rolling stone grew old with his folded up road map
the only thing that he had when the rain was too bad.

This landed him on a fortunate sweet spot,
an unfound tin can jackpot in the same spot you hadnt yet thought,
the start of the last stop of the things we bought and dinners we got.
His belly goes empty when everything rots.

Bloody Red Roses Part 2

She lies in a pile of bloody red roses

She left a note to her folks  saying

" I cant go on im sorry"

      It didnt say why

But still we cry

      We are all very sad

some of us are mad

       none of us are glad

She'll b greatly missed

        To me she was like a sis

But when will the rumors stop

        Noone knows the truth not even the cops

My pain is great 

       I wish we hadnt been late

But when we got there 

        there she lay 

on her already made bed of

Bloody red roses

The Hefty Harmony

tried to touch but my hands tremble 
once i saw she cut my loss 
i beg the difference knowing nothing 
let her find how much i cost 
slow as sloth wish i was sloshed 
feeling hot without a source 
i hadnt known my middle soft 
left me over longing more 
i fend for love thus was crushed 
too soon to tell so good yet short 
i fooled myself not sure what for 
i could have said how i felt 
tho any say may be poor 
i pine for days i may be yours 
soley on your reasoned choice 
her voice was in my heart and core 

i should have jumped the ship when i saw we were sinking 
what am i thinking, what was i thinking 
sunny horizons slowly rising had me wipe my tears 
just in time fore the weekend


oh i held my poise, closing doors 
so late to speak, no story out 
whatever could untouched and still 
myth and lore, filled with doubt 
i made a promise upheld thru 
rain sleet or crazy drout 
just being honest no selling you 
a painted pic of sleezy routes 
rocking in the hardest place, 
tough as steel no E-Z out 
asking in the earnest way 
whats your deal head in clouds? 
number nine is something fine 
and not the time cause thunders loud, 
a lovers rhyme gone underground 
no worries girl im the dumbest down 

i should have jump the ship when i saw we were sinking 
what am i thinking, what was i thinking 
sunny horizons slowly rising had me wipe my tears 
just in time for weekend, just for the weekend 

long drawn yet incomplete a certain cause for 
lack of sleep, this is where my morning meets 
silly dreams and feeling deep, city streets 
or in the sheets, the truest test 
what really keeps, through the cold, thru the heat 
final beat, no minor feat. 
forever sweet, tongue in cheek 
makes me weak at the knees 
one of the best things in life 
are gifted flight and being free 
frightened as i may be 
no nets or bungees i dreampt i leapt 
just to see awaking with you not next to me

One Day

You never loved me that much is true,

Now Im questioning did I ever know you,

You promised me the world then took it away,

Leaving me fight through every single day.

 You left me with a stranger here

You took away the matthew I held so dear.

What Im left with I dont recognise

You suddenly changed right befpre my eyes.

you dont understand what you have done
 
How affected I am by you being gone.

Ive never been in love like this before

But then you went and slammed the door

I am lost, lonely and in fear

Its how I feel when you arent near.
 
You told me stop trying so I did for you

But its not what I wanted, that much you knew

You think it doesnt hurt me to see you flirt

To see you treat me nothing more than dirt.

 I was the girl who was your world

Now Im less than every other girl

Im nothing, irrelevant, its how I feel

You cant blame me, its how you've made it seem.

I guess you helped me live a lie
 
Now I know all I can do is cry.

S here I stand rooted to the spot

Where 9 months ago you threw in the lot

I lost my Matthew that day

And I cant get him back not any way

 I wish you could look me in the eye

So you can see what you have done, how youve made me cry

You wont even listen, wont even try

You just kept on walking when you said goodbye.

You will wish you hadnt walked away
 
You will feel gutted when you think of that day

One day you will see how good you were with me

One day  I promise you, you'll see

Im Sorry- To Whoever This Applies To In My Life, Read This and Please Forgive Me

I'm sorry for all the wrong i've done you,
I'm sorry I caused you pain.
I wish hadnt started this so we wouldnt be through
I wish i could rewind and stop myself that day.
Do you even understand,
I never wanted to hurt you?
I wish you never took my hand,
I wish I thought it through

The Dream

i had a dream last night
it was about you
you appeared at my door
hugged and held me tight
sometimes i wish it were true

you looked at me with tears in your eyes
and asked how i had been
i said ok with a shy little smile 
you asked if you could come in

i said its been a long time
without any kind of word
i said that i had moved on with my life
i guess you hadnt heard

i told you how i was lonely
many nights i laid and criedim now now with another with my life im finally satiesfied
i told you when you left me
id never see you again
so now its time to say goodbye
i,ll always be your friend

The Beginning...

im caught here, 
looking at you
and i smile knowing that you are in my life...
you look down at me and smile, 
and i turn away blushing.
i feel you laugh and take my hand. 
and i let my mind wonder,
as i rest my head against your chest
and i cant help but smile again
thats all i seem to do anymore.
none of this would have happened 
if you hadnt come into my life
all i know now
is that this is the beginning
and i dont want it to end.

Lost In His Name

Have we spoke about the time i smiled and loved to laugh?
That was a me he loved and he left after he was done with that me!
He dint realise he changed me into something so new to the world and so new to me that i was a stranger to self!
I tried running from this new self but later embraced it in such way that i became it!!!
The only thing i have left of him was a memory that gave me excruciating pain in the heart.
But what would i do with the memory if i hadnt felt the pain and cried a few drops of tears in his name!

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