Stephanie,
I'm on my knees.
I know you can hear my words,
I speak not with signs,
But with the words of my mouth,
All from my heart.
I was meant to be a king,
I found too many crown,
Oversized crown they were.
Though you met many princes,
You did not suit their head.
Even if you're made of lead,
With you I can have wealth.
He that owns a crown has the power to wear it.
You're my crown;
No matter where I go,
My people will see you,
They'll recognise you,
I'll always be with you.
You may fail to admit that my head suits u,
But without your notice,
I tested.
You suit my head.
You may be made of lead,
But you are my crown.
You stephanie-for your sake,I am now an Emperor
How many times do you
think
thinking about things
that cannot be put to
ink
precious memories that
cant be forgotten
because it takes a life
time to be gotten
Experiences and realities
that happened in
the past
Actually you dont
remember the last
Hidden in the virgin part
of the mind
which makes it hard to
find
but Sometimes they may
be triggered when
you look at a friend
who may be there
following a trend
or it just stays hidden in
the dark
where no man lurks
in a vault which cant be
opened or hacked
because memories much
precious than
diamonds are kept in
them
these memories can
never be taken away
because they are kept to
stay
Till you die and forgotten
altogether.....
Distressed in the mind
Lost in the notion
Leaving me blind
From all the commotion
How to sort out
These thoughts in my brain
What’s this about
A runaway train
To many thoughts
Built up so I’m full
Running to spots
Like some big angry bull
With my every idea
Its hard to stay sane
Like the stripes of a zebra
They are never the same
Thoughts leave impressions
To deep to ignore
Some are recessions
You may have to explore
Some ideas are golden
And some are just nuts
Some you may have to pardon
From the mind of a putz
Each notion has rules
That we need not ignore
Even you fools
Of this I implore
Can ideas fly high
Or be trapped in a den
My thoughts say goodbye
Though I’ll see you again
I entered the hollow
he begged me to follow
I ran just as fast as I could.
But when I got there
there wasn't a hare
so curious & dumbfound I stood.
Which way did he go?
it seems I don't know
and should I go this
way or that?
And if I go that
I may be to fat
to fit through the
tunnel so small.
And if I take this
the hare I may miss
and never will catch
him at all.
Oh my, all these choices
and what are those voices
I hear in the distance so loud?
I don't want to rush now
my face is all flush now
I feel a slight pain in
my head.
At last I awaken
I must be mistaken
I'm finally home in my bed...
Do you have dreams that have come true
Written By Dean Masciarelli
September 21, 2010 (9:09pm)
Do you have dreams
that have come true
To be honest with
you
I know that I do
And some may say that it is deja vu
And I am sure at one time or another
right out
of the blue that it has happened to you
When something comes to you
that
only lasts for a minute or two
When you remember a dream that
you may have had a long time ago
That may light a clearer path for you
to view
one day when it finally does come true
(If you actually have your own unique stories to share
I would love to have the opportunity to hear from you)
Having arguments or disagreements with the ones you love most brings you much closer than
you already are,
Lifes so confusing you dont know what to do ,
Following what your mind says or what your heart says,
Deep down both are special coming from me,
Being asked to somethink is a certified hesetation,
In return no matter how hurt or down they are never will they do the same in the manor you
treated them,
Things get said because this is the real world,
Things get said and jumbled up into the way things wat to be heard,
Never do take any notice the fact is knowing right from wrong,
Being able to stand and hold ground may mean alot or maybe nothink but for all i care and
matters is its not worth it,
I may just be something plain nothing worthy but me being so makes me a better person,
here we go again
these nights they bring me pain
wish someone was here just to keep me sane
reactions have started to tear at my soul,
bringing out wounds you were never meant to know
and when my world has shattered,
everyone will wonder why,
i'll answer and i may smile and sigh....
no one else thought i mattered.
family may cr...y,
friends may be sad,
but when it comes to love,
no one will stand by.
Her head hung in shame
why is she to blame?
Kids took it all from her
now all she has is this worthless fur
that keeps her warm at night
a space to keep warm is a terrible fight
a small portion of food is all she may get all day
being homeless is a terrible price to pay
with no money in her pockets she has to resort to begging and stealing
some may give but this a world with no feeling
so once again she lies her head on a park bench or hard cement pillow for the night
Why me she asks, am i in this terrible plight.
Love is a joke
Love is a game
One may lose hope
One may find fame
Pain with a knife
Pain with a sword
Either way
One can not afford
Psychological babble
Can set one straight
Since when did "I love you"
Become irate?
One step at a time
Never leap
Once you lose your footing
You won't sleep a peep
Anger and aggression
Can become fun
Happiness and joy
Can be a loaded gun
Mix and match
Soon you will find
All emotion
Gets left behind
Trapped in my own recession
I transfer from my aggression
To get out of this oppression
I may need another session
One day I shall get possession
And even get out of this suppression
You may fix me with recompression
I can see from your expression
You can see I am in transgression
I may need to use some compression
And will treat it like an abscession
Or something from my profession
If I am caught up in my depression
And I might go into some regression
You know I will display no digression
But I do need to make a confession
For that I’ll need decompression
Now can we see progression
You cannot buy from a concession
You can call it my obsession
I can see you in my procession
Though I may need to take repossession
I will do it all in succession
If you reach for the sun
You just may get burned
To get burned is no fun
We all should have learned
If you reach for the sky
You may just get taller
Just give it a try
You will not get smaller
If you reach for a hand
Or someone to hold
You’ll get what you planned
If you do as your told
If you reach the end
You may turn around
Or go around the bend
What you do may astound
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