Long Third wheel Poems
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how many of us are afraid to be stuck in the same place?
to feel like you're running a one man relay race
when will the change happen? when will you be able to move on?
how do you find that perfect peace on your life's horizon?
Jesus of Christ simply said, "come unto Me"
submit to Me and I will set your soul free
I will offer you a life changing transformation
I will issue you an invite to receive eternal salvation
I will be the vine with roots anchored deep
you will be My branches to bear fruit oh so sweet
I am the way to having your soul become healed
just treat Me as a partner and not a third wheel
I will reward you if you just seek Me out
I will bless and anoint you with nary a doubt
for with Me each and everything is surely possible
just have belief and true faith in My living gospel
all things will come together and work out in your life
all you have to do is come to Me, the Lord Jesus Christ
It's time that we develop a relationship based on trust
for trust will be the super glue that will keep binding us
come unto the faith and simply trust in Me
and you will find a purpose in life, your true destiny
don't put your trust in the hands of men for men will always fall down
look to Me and My Father and with the Holy Spirit you will be found
as the master is the teacher and the teacher is the servant
acquiesce to My Father's commands and get what you're deserving
for life is a journey that's full of trials and tribulations
submit and commit to God's doctrine, it's a solid foundation
let Me give you the desires that are in your heart
pray to Me daily and meditate on the word of My Father God
I Am your battle fighter, the Prince of Peace and your salvation
your Deliverer, the Messiah, I AM My Father's manifestation
as the road of life can be weary and full of trepidation
come to Me, Jesus Christ and get a life changing invitation
The shippers,
The third wheel,
The chaperon,
Intermediary,
The center of all the waggeries,
that "singles are bitter",
because they aren't inlove,
or haven't fallen in love",
Have you ever tried,
to sneak on their mind?,
If they really don't care about love,
Or are they praying for someone to come,
And bring them some love,
Some of them are in pain,
For feelings that are not repaid,
Some are just waiting,
believing ,"God has better plans"
But most of them are real lovers,
that holds strong in fate,
With faith,
They hold in their heart a great love,
A love nobody dares to feel,
In a heart that no one dares to know,
a love That would surely last,
more than this life time,
Prison is more than what meets the eye,
Her beauty is more than what meets the eye.
I don’t want to be a third wheel, just you and I.
No one can type without pressing you and I.
Prisoners we all are despite being free.
Some might be behind bars, some in bars.
I say again prisoners we all are despite being free.
Age is not a qualification to be a prisoner,
So is masturbation, when one is addicted to it.
So is a disease, cult and finally death.
All which can’t be controlled by drugs which are taken hourly.
I say again prisoners we all are despite being free.
Marriage, by choosing to marry, we commit our lives to one person,
We sign up for a life sentence.
I say again prisoners we all are despite being free.
Careers we choose dedicating our time and energy to,
Building and constructing its foundation day and night.
Through blood and sweat we pump our energy.
As staff, corporate members, politicians, innovators, artists and many more.
Our career clocks tick from seconds to minutes to years to decades.
I say again prisoners we all are despite being free.
You said that I'd changed
And you know you're right
But you're the one that changed me
Losing hope I didn't even fight
Years ago I would have stood strong
Defending myself to the bitter end
But arguing with the voices in your head
It's something I can't comprehend
For no matter how or what I say
The voices have already won
Beyond the point of seeing reason
Already the damage is done
Your mind creates a delusion
The voices say it's true
Knowing I can't compete with them
I simply don't argue
You see that as I don't care
But it's quite the opposite
Devoted only to just one man
It's to you that I commit
I wish the voices would go away
I'm sure that you do too
Feeling like a third wheel
It's the voices, me and you.
20/08/2017
I aint no polyamory girl, I have my standards in this world,
my belief is strong, I made this stand, I am a woman, wanting one man.
I love your heart, the way you care, but this ole heart aint willing to share,
I'm a good catch, oh don't you see, Being a third wheel just aint for me.
We had our fun flying up high, through the clouds and beautiful sky,
But you blew it!
I gave my all, its a done deal, I aint gonna be no third-party wheel,
Yeah you Blew it!
Time together on the beach was fun, enjoying life under the sun,
You spoke with kindness from the start, roped me in then broke my heart.
I tried being patient, waiting my turn, but when it comes to her, you're gonna burn,
It won't be easy, but I will heal, while you're stuck on stupid, with lots to deal.
We had some good times, I won't forget, but I'm moving on with no regret,
It aint me, it's totally you, the trust is gone and now we’re through,
You blew it!
My body is slow to wake,
My eyes closed to the early morning light,
the house so quiet, the furnace just kicked on.
No where to go, no one to talk to, why get up?
Just the same old day nothing to do, feeling so empty my soul is asleep, birds starting their song, I’ve got nothing left to give.
My circle is gone, ambitions vanished, where are my listeners, readers of my poems? I often feel as if I’m talking to myself, at least I know what to expect, my mom lays to rest, silent graveyard, her soul is in heaven, wish I was too.
Everyone is too busy, no longing to go outside, only the fall wind, sunshine would greet me, God I’m sorry for my words for I know you love me, a third wheel I am feeling deep inside, I saw him briefly Saturday night, a newly crowned sheep he had on his arm, He is doing the Lords work, the Shepard he left, perhaps to follow Him.
Pure unadulterated Love
The aging light she feels from above
Checking her instagram for an update
A song a lyric to relate
Watching her Snapchat
Always defensive and ready to combat
Previously put down for a choice
They aren’t the ones who see her rejoice
A collectors album of new song
The only time happiness is strong
Following other devoted fans
They are the ones who make plans
Joined communities of like minded people
Every single one is a friend an equal
Listening to the lyrics
F.U. To the cynics
Enjoying the moments being lost in her voice
Goodbye isn’t a choice
A source of pain relief
Allowing her mind to relax and debrief
Feeling the beat in her chest
No need for her adult self to be suppressed
A constant source of companionship
With a deep belonging and friendship
Always can provide an avalanche of emotions
But never wavering her devotions
Keeps her mind calm
A feeling of safety and away from harm
Able to keep her head above water
In the darker times she brings her laughter
A source of inspiration
And can give motivation
This is love that can never be broken
For she is the one that’s chosen
A love not complicated
Some words make her feel intoxicated
Heart skips a beat always with you
A type of love not up for review
Music her faithful friend
An admiration that doesn’t have to end
Never a disappointment always hope
Makes life easier for her to cope
True love disguised as a favourite music artist
Able to stay grounded and modest
Everyday is like Déjà vu
This is what she needs to make it through
A daily possibility to smile in the tough times
To jump and dance to the beat and rhymes
Tomorrow is another day to smile
And live life with some style
I am the third wheel
But this was part of the deal
I enjoy seeing her contagious gleam
Her eyes bright and beam
I respect her love and her joy for avril lavigne
I see you not the title
Not what you need when life is survival
You are you and that is that
A separate entity that you combat
This shadow follows you everywhere
Something that is not nice or fair
Your daily battle is to keep them a shadow
And not let the play your brains piano
I have to accept this is for life
In good times and in strife
There is always a third wheel
That will be conceal
This figure keeps you up at night
When you feel most vulnerable despite
The drugs you take to keep him away
And not portray you another way
He is always at arms length
Whispering in your ear with each breath
Your body and soul fights him
To keep your lights from going dim
He dictates how your day goes
But never appears to impose
His mood affects your own
He is unwelcome company so your not alone
When he wins a daily joust
You don’t scream or shout
As tomorrow is a new day
Where he won’t put you on display
I understand you and your unfriend
I am here to attend and defend
Against the shadow that follows you
I’m not one to join a queue
I see your emotional struggles
This life is not full of fairies and bubbles
Day to day life is a grind
This bipolar needs to be co-signed
If I could take the pressure off
Not just as a one off
But forever to make your life better
I would take away that pressure
Johnny was my best friend through our early teenage years;
Wherever one of us went the other could always be found near;
Until he found a girlfriend who soon supplanted me,
But because he was my best friend, for Johnny I was happy;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl
She rocked his world
Johnny had a girl.
Throughout four years of high school I was always the third wheel;
Going off often by myself, leaving Johnny with his girl;
They learned about biology outside the class room walls;
Johnny always had plans with her every time I would call;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl
Oh, what a thrill
Johnny had a girl.
One week before graduation, coming home from a date,
Johnny never saw the drunk driver until it was too late.
For three months in a coma, I sat by Johnny’s side;
I knew that when he woke up, someone had to tell him she’s not alive;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl.
I took him to the gravesite so he could see it with his own eyes;
We stayed there for hours so Johnny could say his goodbyes.
Johnny got in his car that day and started heading west;
Nobody has seen Johnny since, I wish him the very best.
I’ve taken care of her graveside for thirty years and more;
If Johnny ever comes home again, we’ll be friends just like before;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl.