Best Romancework Poems
please don't break the lil bird's wing
with your contagious suffering
cocaine, heroin and caffeine you avoid
just nasty thoughts to fill each void
a great giant hole once housed your brain
actually caught the last train
what about the lil fish not yet afloat
has emotions growing as you bloat
this stuff is just as strong
up to you to help them to belong
we offer you family
even if our name is not Emily
as you rule from your bed of a throne
acting like a forgotten old crone
neglecting your knight of nights
selfish, pitiful stomping on other's rights
every one wants to be in Paris for the spring
but we go on and see what our reality may bring
once I thought pity was my desire from others
finally stopped and changed my druthers
not what I really wanted at all
learned how to stand tall
it does not appear like magik
sorry you gotta work it, I know ,tragic
just get a grip
everyone is not here to trip
you up or take anything away
try our best to love you each day
I know you wanna fight
cause that's what you learned as right
but this is not back then
time to begin again
You have everything and more
your depression is such a bore
look around at the world that you can touch
compared to some you have so much
some peeps would kill
if only your shoes they could feel
stop being so freaking rude
doesn't work with your thin veil of prude
the powerful, the pathetic
most dangerous kind of ick........
SOMEHOW, ONE SUMMER, SOMEONE SOMEWHERE IN SOME WAY SUMMED IT UP
Somehow they work it out and get into bed
Somehow they’d both rather make love instead
Instead of fussing about things that matter not in the long run
Somehow they work it out and the fighting is done
No one really understands how they do what they do
It may simply be the dove and his lifetime mate as they coo
Everyone marvels at the magnanimous virtue of each
Until, once again, they start firing and both run into the breach
He did this to her and she did that to him as they bickered back and forth
And they both knew with surety that one should go south, the other one north
Give them enough time to consider their options at hand
And the next thing they’ll do will be something no one will understand
Doves mate for life or so I’ve been told by word of mouth
And neither lover really wanted to head north or south
But divisions and diverse dreams un-fulfilled had caused a rift
Yet they both remember each other’s embrace and how making love was granted as
a gift
They decided to part as no longer partners would be the prudent plan
A winsome woman woefully in love with a wandering man
Two years later they met accidentally by the shore as their toes sifted through the
sand
Lo and behold today they’re once again together and that’s another thing no one
can understand
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