They say "money makes the world go round" I really don't understand
I thought it was a magnetic field not something made by man
They say "don't count your chickens before they begin to hatch"
but what if my eggs came........... from a totally different batch?
They say "what goes around comes around" I'm just a little bit confused
How can I use the same fire cracker when I already lit the fuse?
They say "what goes up must come down" but what if its in outer-space??
Does Newton's law of gravity come back and smack us in the face??
They say "a way to a man's heart is through his stomach"
This seems like a very hard task, and isn't it true to reach the stomach
the heart at first you must pass???
They say "beauty is only skin deep" what does that really mean?
Is it because we bathe with soap that our pores are really clean?
All these quotes and cliches and the all around play on words
got me all confused I think its just absurd
But I can't blame anyone I can only blame myself
I should of picked up the thesaurus thats been sitting on my shelf
Sweet violins play-
My heart rests at bay and
The trees outside my Window change colors-
As December, like a Hopeless Lover
Runs after May.
And Mother always told me to
Keep my Doors open but the
Pests kept inviting
Themselves in
And Possibility always rang my Doorbell
And then ran away.
Always a single cup of coffee and not two
at the café.
And the ashes of these cigarettes
Left the figure of a heart who’s flames
Took its life away.
No one to share these poems and
Stories with but this Berry Parfait.
The Wind Chime jingles
The Wine Glasses click
And my neighbors’ drunken laughter
Fills the Hallways
While sweet violins play-
My heart rests at bay and
The trees outside my window change colors-
As December, like a Hopeless Lover
runs after May.
I hold in my hand, a human heart.
A mortal heart.
A dead heart.
Yet, for the briefest of instances, I felt it beat.
That expansion of life. The thump, that is music to my ears.
He put up quite a fight.
his will was strong. I had to exert more than a mere thought of will upon his mind.
I had to concentrate as never before.
He was a new experience for me.
It vexed me.
He laughed at me in the end.
Even as his own life's blood, filled my mouth and flowed down my throat.
Even as his heart slowed, he laughed.
He did not laugh when he saw his own heart in front of his cold dead eyes.
I will keep this heart to remind myself of my struggle with a strong will. So as not to
become to sure of myself and my prowess. But, I did win.
A paper weight. Or I could rest my quill within it, like a pin cushion.
It looks rather nice upon my desk.
~Lord Kellington
I arrived from work late
And there it was near the backyard gate
My favourite tree now a stump
My heart felt like a lump
Brutally cut off this being
So vital for my wellbeing
Made me sit and cry
Beneath the clear blue sky
I lowered my head on the stump
And felt its heart go thump
Knew my love still lived
The stump, the tree has outlived
With reverence I kissed its bark
And knew it could be used to make an ark
The sound of broken promises
Haunt my very soul
The chains of regret keep mocking me
By a spirit I can't console
Compassion cries out in silent screams
And doubt now feeds my fears
I'm drowning in this liquid pain
Made from a million tears
Silence filled with empty smiles
Second chances long since dead
Reprobate understanding
Filled with lonesome dread
Mistakes are now my only dream
They haunt me to my core
All my memories repossessed
I can't feel you anymore
This haunted love forever lingers
A stain my heart must wear
Everywhere my heart will look
Your spirit is waiting there
The normal heart rhythm makes a lub dub sound....ya know nonstop....till death.
A friend of mine has to wear a heart monitor
due to on the MD's physical, he heard abnormal heart sounds.....
Baada Baada Ding!!
I sent a heart on face book
and it was ignored
I left a call on your landline
it was not returned
I sent a text to your cell phone
no answer ever came
I tried a yahoo message
and that went unobserved
I sent my love in a letter
two day business express
the package forwarded back to me
saying that your heart had moved
When he reached in his pocket; he found only a locket;
It was a heart all shinning in gold
Inside were inscriptions; of love type depictions;
Of a love that would never grow old.
In his heart was a thump; in his throat was a lump;
And the water did flow from his eyes.
It was over but yet; he could never forget;
The silky soft feel of her thighs
In the opposite pocket; he then found his rocket;
That he grabbed and found thrilling to hold.
Free of restrictions; he sped up the friction;
And there in his pants dropped a load
Slightly in shame; but thanking the rain
He walked in the strangest of ways.
For a spot had been set; by the place that was wet;
And he was sure he’d be punished for days.
So the point of the story; of old love and glory;
It’s best you leave old love behind.
Keep your hands to the sides; or on the wheel when you drive;
But be careful of things that you find.