Best Water Under The Bridge Poems
Real friends, like brothers,
Like glue stick together
Forever, oath of crack,
To the limits and back.
When the clouds come in
And hope is thin,
They dont run for cover
Like feckless, reckless lovers.
Those bricks of hard trust
Laid so tight must
Be always remembered
And forever defended.
In loss the last straws are given,
To forget the past and be forgiven.
Under a bridge where I sit,
Watching the water go by,
When along came a piece of ****
And I had to ask myself, Why?
Till water under the bridge to say,
Did not seem appropriate anymore;
Sitting there amidst the decay,
More turds I saw from the shore.
Now to shrug off, say what?
Like water under the bridge, okay!
But maybe off my damn butt
And clean up the river I'll say.
Till water under the bridge no more,
No longer with a shrug to say it;
I'm getting off of my butt before,
Yet, another Cliché is full of ****.
You have my heart and you should know that by now,
But too often, you still find doubt somehow.
Do you really not know, that like you there will never be another?
For me, there isn’t nor will there ever be any other.
No man holds a candle to you. You are a man among men.
When it comes to this heart you win.
Why you think so little of your self I will never know.
Do you not see the love and admiration I so blatantly show?
Do you not know that I would walk through a desert
Of burning heat, so that I could lay my heart at your feet?
Is our love on ground that shaky?
Do you really believe my love to be so flaky?
What gives you reason to be so insecure?
What more do I have to do for you to be reassured?
I thought by now these childish games would have passed?
How can you not know this love was built to last?
I am committed and dedicated not just for you,
But for myself to see this love on through.
These are the trials that separate the weak from the strong,
This is what decides who will be standing
at the end of a day that has been too long.
This will not be our defeat, nor our downfall.
It’ just another thing, and we won’t sweat the small.
So just take my hand and let us carry on.
And soon these troubles between us will be all but gone.
Sarah Comstock
6-13-08
You left me! You left me! You left me!
And now, it's just water under the bridge.
Our love is gone forever.
Now! You think it's just something to laugh about?
Please! Please! Return!
I need your love.I want your love.
I want you next to me.
I am begging you to return.
Please return..
You laughed at me! You laughed at me! You laughed at me!
And now, it's just water under the bridge.
Our love is gone forever.
Gone forever, into that damned ole river.
Please! Return to me! Return to me! Return to me!
I need your love.I want your love.
I need you next to me..
I'll have no other..
You're gone now! You're gone now! You're gone now!
And I need you back.
And now, it's just water under the bridge.
I need your love.I want your love.
I want you next to me.
Forever and forever..
Please return..
Or it's just water under the bridge..
Love Poetry by Kim Robin Edwards
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ALL rights reserved..
Mistakes have been made..
Trials and tribulations occurred..
Blind sided by many errors..
The tree of knowledge..
Shows us many facets of knowledge
Along the ride of searching knowledge..
We stumbled and took a tremendous fall..
We decided to take a journey ..
We decided to take many journeys..
Only to realize our missions were not accomplished
Mission accomplished is what we strived for..
Instead our journey reached a destination..
In which we arrived at a dead end street..
No moving forward..
Only to move backwards..
Water under the bridge it was..
Now I am on top of this mighty bridge..
I shall take from the tree of knowledge..
Once again..
As I look down ..
Standing tall from this mighty bridge..
I shall recognize ..
Recognize my own strengths and weaknesses..
Journeys shall always continue..
Next journey..
Dead ends streets..
No more..
I have stumbled..
I have crumbled..
I have fallen..
Only to pick myself up..
From the fall .
A mighty great fall it was..
With my head held high..
I know I have survived..
A huge tsunami..
A tsunami of trial and errors..
A tidal wave of mistakes..
I will walk the path..
The path where the tree of knowledge resides..
I shall add my mistakes along the way..
I shall learn from them.
Along with experience..
Growth has been accomplished..
I have grown..
When things occurred in the past,
and you were worried about it all,
changing your dreams into nightmares,
catching you into mental snares,
it is only water under the bridge.
Grudges kept for years are hard on the soul,
time passes on but forgiveness does not,
all you can remember someone hurt you bad,
leaving you in a state of being perpetually mad,
it is only water under the bridge.
Hurting others along your journey of life
makes you feel guilty and downright wormy,
apologize to the person if you possibly can,
if not, say it out loud to yourself and be a man,
it is only water under the bridge.
Today is what counts and yesterday is gone,
all your strife and worry is a waste of time,
broken hearts waltz with sorrows,
make the choice not to live in the wallows,
it is only water under the bridge.
Too many indigo tears
The Ocean
hides them beneath
her broad blue checkered apron
White capped waves skirt across
a memory
an act
drowned
long forgotten
Vomiting up
salt and brine
debris that won’t
stay down
Resurfacing, beached
upon
tomorrow
An
old shoe
someone once
wore
I'm still waiting for you to shed some light on me
It's still minutes after midnight and I'm still up, baby
I'm hoping for some helpful answers to the questions
I'm wishing you well in all you do - no more assumptions
Our deepest fears and regrets are now water under the bridge
I'm still waiting for you to shed some light on me
It's a golden opportunity you don't want to miss any time soon
I'm lost in the reminiscences of my hopes and desires beyond marvelous measure
I'm wiping away the sadness debris from your eyes - be enlightened with mere pleasure
Our deepest fears and regrets are now water under the bridge
We're reaching out to the sky of a thousand universes
We're ascending from our haven of miracles and curses
I'm able to see beyond the wreckage of our lives
I'm able to hear beyond the bridge of our secret hives
Our deepest fears and regrets are now water under the bridge
I'm still longing 69 times for the Afterlife to take place on cloud 7 sooner or later
It's something that I've been waiting for for a long period of time - I'm my own savior
I'm pondering about the rough times we used to squander with each other
Now it's a forever blur and I'm bound to be in this cell of your goodbyes and your forever after
Our deepest fears and regrets are now water under the bridge
I'll be delighted to be a prisoner of freedom and triumphantly flutter aimlessly in liberty's captivity
It's as if I've been deceived into loving you and deprived of appreciation - I adore you, even if you are a figment of my imagination or a tale of fiction, my darling; you're my bittersweet reality
I'm wide awake and can't seem to fall asleep
I lay down hopelessly on my pillow and solemnly weep
Our deepest fears and regrets are now water under the bridge
Can you save me from my childish phobias?
Will you hear me out, although I'm full of blemishes and flaws?
Without a flick of doubt, I adore the many shapes of your auras that shine aglow
It fascinates me and it stirs up my curiousity to the max -
I'm still waiting for your sunlit glow, you know?
Our deepest fears and regrets are now rubble under the bridge
Like water under the bridge
Or like water over the dam
Let's put our discord in the fridge
Broken an arm I'm not who I think I am
While opening the Midas door
Expecting to get a Midas touch
I toured where angels won't explore
And got crushed by an unknown clutch
If I'd listened to you I won't have been taken aback
Not minding the high pressured situation
By now I would have been patting your back
Sadly I've gone through pollution
Unfortunanely what is done is done
And the adventure had no good affects
Having dysregulated my emotion
For Midas effect I've lived in regrets
Alas, with the only man in me I've come to seek a fresh start
The adventure that ought to toot my horn
Has proven to be a misplacement of an oxcart
So let bygone be bygone and once again be my only companion.