Short Kyle Poems

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Talk To Me Kyle

I'm sorry for all the things I said
I can't get you out of my head
I'm sorry for doing what I did to you
But what do you want me to do? 
Please talk to me
Then we can let this be. . .
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Premium Member Kyle

Knack for keeping kisses and kindnesses kindled while
Yoking yearnings to stars without yielding to fear yarns and
Leaping over list of limits doctors labelled as his life so he may
Eagerly enjoy evidence of all his joyous emotions empower
Form: Name

In Memoriam: Chris Kyle

His bravery inspired
  a hero defiled

By one of his own
  whose spirit disowned

All memory attacks
  what never came back

   ‘from a war beyond
    winning or losing’

The best of the best
  too early to rest

His brothers in arms
  —his first choosing

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Form: Rhyme

With My Kyle

I cant sleep without you by my side.
Cant breathe without your voice in my head.
Your surrounding me,
and i dont mind.
The world seems brighter,
gripping your hand tighter.
I sigh in bliss,
i wanna be your miss.
One day.
I should be with you,
you want me too.
Gasping, moaning, loving.
No not intimate,
just being near you,
Being dear to,
You

Premium Member Extra Mile For Kyle

Gone extra mile in just few years
Hard work and strong faith roll his gears
To overcome trials and fears
 
Now crowned with laurel leaves

Though journey was challenging, tough
Flourished love, served more than enough 
All his sacrifices paid off

Enjoying glorious heaves

Poverty was not a hindrance
As long as there’s perseverance
Success and victories on hands

Achieve what you believe!
© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse


Premium Member As Kyle was Walking Down the Aisle

as Kyle was walking down the aisle
he tasted disgusting salty green bile
looked up and saw a weird smile on Lyle
Feeling vile, he started to dial.

His bride Wilhemina was dressed in style.
she outclassed him by a city mile
he ran, jumping a massive wood pile
did not return for quite a while

in the meantime, the groomsman named Lyle
wooed Wilhemina in glorious courting style
they picked out dishes and kitchen floor tile
forever a bachelor remained old lonely Kyle
Form: Monorhyme

Kyle

if there was a way i could choose,
where i wouldn't lose.
I would die in your arms tonight,
and be revived by tomorrows light.
Because every breath taking moment.
Can never be stolen.
With you by my side,
its like waters morning tide.
If only i hadn't cried.

If there was a way i could choose,
where i couldn't' lose.
I would stay in your arms,
feeling no more harm.
Because its you ill want to stay with,
your my fairytale myth.
This is romance,
this is my last chance.

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