You have been my enjambment,
The who i used to call tangent.
Your looks connived,
And i was conviced .
Yet you left without a notice .
I saw your messages
Tons like spiderwebs ,
They struck my heart ,
A jibed such scars .
Dear my once was my happiness
And so you know ,you gave lessons
For i am not a fool ,
For i was never a tool ,
Those heartbreaks and headboards ,
Will one day make me a perfect lover .
Categories:
headboards, heartbreak, heartbroken, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
Without you there would be no dirty hoes or moldy dishes
I'd hook up with a wild one in less than a New York minute~
Every night I'd go out hungry sharking with the guys
circling around neon boobs until it was closing time~
Fishing and all night poker games would be the norm
sure would beat listening all night to an ogress' snore~
and I wouldn't have to always be the perfect gentleman
I could proudly pick my nose and break the sweetest wind~
and never again would I fall victim to a case of deep blue balls
I'd be notching headboards and knocking pictures off the wall~
but then again nobody else but you has always had my back
so I'll stick it out until my heart leaves no more tracks~
5/29/20
Categories:
headboards, absence, adventure, candy,
Form: Couplet
Fat woman in a tree
The old carob tree by the roadside had grown big leaning partly
over the road and trucks often brushed against branches which
caused the tree or the person in the tree to scream.
We didn`t know a fat woman lived in the crown of the tree it was
chopped down and its timber used to make headboards and
kitchen tables: the fat woman who had lost her tree took abode
in cracks in the wood and she was vengeful.
Those with a wood kitchen table found their food disappearing
and plates unexpectedly fall to the floor; it got so bad that many
got rid of the table and bought a plastic one, which is the nearest
one can find in a soulless product.
For those who had bought a headboard of that tree, it was worst
plagued by nightmares they struggle to get out of and the evil woman
sat on young men`s chest till they suffocated.
Not all trees are like that only on those where a fat woman lives and
since she is invisible, it is hard to tell which tree.
(Philippine fairy tale)
Categories:
headboards, class,
Form: Sonnet
This must be what inspiration does
I'll be her junkie if she'll be my drug
If she wanna play bonnie I'll be her thug
Put them together got some gangster love
Nightly turning headboards to sawdust
She safe with me like daddy warbucks
So beautiful cant help but be awestruck
This must be a web cause we both stuck
Like a flawless diamond she exquisite
Her body I visit then mentally revisit
Just felt gods gift the touch of her lips
Like a sinking ship she overwhelms this
Some choose to cheat when their already winning
Every new nights just like the beginning
Im way past content Im gone off her scent
Must be hiding her wings cause she's sure heaven sent
Categories:
headboards, inspirational, love, romance, tribute,
Form: Free verse