Is the silence tht tht caus discomfort at nights, the space between the sheets, the distance between u and i, hw i wish life was much more simple, until then my thouts still stay anonymous to the futur ahead, stil wondering wht tomorrow my bring..
Categories:
caus, emotions,
Form: ABC
Friends are suppose to be 'til the end
One's that I've had were just pretend
People don't care about loyalty and trust
Throwing family values away...it's unjust
Everyone forgets to give...only looking to gain
Things we learned growing up became in vain
Betrayal and backstabbing shouldn't be used
This behavior can caus hearts to be bruised
Then surrounded by awful thoughts
Guilt will come...causing you loss
You, I could share everything with
But I know that was just a myth
You pretended to listen and care
When all you wanted was more despair
Taking everything I ever said
And using it against me instead
You just turned everything around
To make sure you knocked me back down
Making friends shouldn't be so hard
But me having trust, you have scared
Categories:
caus, betrayal, friend,
Form: Rhyme
I can post this poem
'caus I'm free
Free to shout
LIBERTE'
Apparently,I'm not alone
A billion hypocrites
feel the same
until now,silent.
They've joined the cause
the front men of free slack jaws
who can't see the duress
truth
suffers under their myths of freedom.
Categories:
caus, betrayal, freedom, religion, truth,
Form: I do not know?
Wat is th point of thes silent letters?
We se them evryda but they hav no purpos.
No wis thing to sa caus they hav
no voic.
Her to confus and moc us...
... well wat do you hav to sa for yorself silent letter?
(I cast them awa caus I onestly don't trust them)
Categories:
caus, humorous, words,
Form: Free verse
There once was a man in the nave,
Although pious he could not behave ...
They paid him no mind,
’Caus his name was maligned,
Simply being a sinner to save
7th in Skat's limerick contest
Categories:
caus, funny,
Form: Limerick
There Once Was A Man ...
There once was a man, oh so brave
Who would sleep in a hole, called a grave ...
Well, him being the host
To so many a ghost,
He arranged a big bash, called a rave
In days of Neanderthal knaves
When the men ruled like kings in their caves ...
and not being too keen
About keeping them clean ...
Often took on some wifes, called them slaves
There once was a man with a stave
Overseeing a holy enclave ...
Well, maintaining a grin
While absolving the sin,
He assessed wicked tales and forgave
There once was a monk with a wave
Who desired a head with a shave ...
Well, the barber was such
That she cut back too much
Thereby leaving his globus concave
There once was a man in the nave,
Although pious he could not behave ...
But they paid him no mind,
’Caus his name was maligned,
Being simply a sinner to save
There once was a man quite depraved
A voluptuous life was thus craved ...
Well, continuous sin
Ended doing him in -
On his tombstone they carved ‘Misbehaved’
Categories:
caus, funny,
Form: Limerick
Slowly you entered my life
Slowly you made it beautiful
Slowly I took you to be mine
Slowly this life became wonderful
Slowly you made me love you
Slowly it increased with time
Slowly I was all yours
Slowly life became melodious as a rhyme
Slowly from me you got bored
Slowly you lost all interest
Slowly you craved to move on
Slowly I was left in a state of unrest
Slowly you left me
Slowly I became depressed and cold
Slowly I choked down, 'caus
Slowly I caught death in my hold
Categories:
caus, lost lovelife, me,
Form: Lyric
Seduce me Not-
Seduce me not ...
For I have so Little to give you
For you to be takin' what little ive Got! ...
Seduce Me Not!/
I am Drained emotionally
(Seduce me no-t!)
Caus I'm bankrupt of All--Sympathy.
With a reassuring Smile and Grin
Don'-do-it, Caus I 'ready Have-been;--
Deceived by your Emty Promises--
To caress my Aching Spiritial tendons
(That bleed, that Bled)
With Nourishing (aliment)-
But instead
you deserted me/
Hungry and unfed
Bookless and unread;
O well ...
I'll jis' go
an'
Play My piano.
Or ShouldI sing oh Lorde,
ShouldI sing?
SouldI Sing (oh Jesus), ShouldI Sing?
Categories:
caus, education, faith, people, sad,
Form: I do not know?
teacher Teacher
Wouldjoo Step Aside with me please
I wanna talk toThee
Mon'an Walk with me
I amda Militant militant Malcolm X has never seen-never-seen--neverseen--
(Why wouldjoo Conform-?)
Les' Embark upon a Journey;
Ofda Communistic bind
Ofda sarcastic Columblind'
'caus i havda Key-
i Havda Key-
I Havda Key!--
To every youngminded Socrates of our generation!
An' this'is the source a my Frustration--
(Why wouldjoo conform-?
Why wouldjoo conform-?
Why in the Wourld would you Conform---
If you can't even talk to me?
Categories:
caus, black african american, education,
Form: I do not know?