Short Over Him Poems
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What just came over him
and why now
Perhaps he’d stopped taking a pulse
that froze long ago somehow
The little person stared up
way, way up high…
Towering over him
a gigantic figure
~ Dada
there once was a man who only slept
over him his family wept
he had had a great fall
now he cant move it all
in his dreams his thoughts are kept
the girls were all gooey eyed over him
he was a handsome man with ginger hair
an artist, living his own truths
reckless, fearless, a bad boy
Vincent van Gogh
my mind is always on a differnt subject than what being talked about
Am i obsesed,crazy
why do i always think about him 24/7 night and day i cant get over him
Im in love
in just few days
you hear the bells plays
for come in
its the river wind
as it flow down the sea
angel over him heavenly
he came save a world that's torn
its
3 DAYS BEFORE CHRIST WAS BORN
There was once a man named Mat.
He had no backbone to react.
People just walked all over him.
Mat was lookin' pretty grim..
Mat was just "flat out of luck..."
Someone just walked on him with guck!
In a field of bloody flowers,
Stood a lonely boy.
Over him a flower towers;
Eyes him like a toy.
He tries to cry,
To run and shout,
But the red sky,
Has no way out.
He cries;
He calls;
He dies;
He falls.
Form:
Here lies a watchmaker
He’s met an untimely end.
The hands of time took their toll,
Though his achievements were quite minute,
He was first to spring at any challenge,
and in his final hour; he prayed for god to watch over him.
hide and seek squirrel is a pleasure to watch if you must know
oak trees fight over him, he is clever, and has humor that glows
it’s my turn they holler to him as he begins his game play.
Shh! He shushes them. You will give my hiding place away!
I
saw him
today, the
man who tore out
my heart 18 years
ago. I felt--almost
nothing, no desire to cry.
I smiled, realizing my last
tear over him was shed years ago.
February 5, 2019, entered in Silent One's One Last Tear Contest
I watch over him
In the midnight hour
Creating the shadows
In which he lurks
He follows my guiding light
He is the Beast
Look up and know
I am his beauty
Out of reach
Yet I belong to him
Who am I?
unsure of where to lay her anxiety
to cast it to the night air
or to let it hover over him
a fluorescent blue
the depth of a river
her river of tears
glowing lights
you've had me
lights
reflections
mirrors
..all misty in the river,
hidden by the night fog..
He recalls a towel on a beach –
he under the dark of her.
Sunlight dips in and out
of half-open eyes.
She moves her hips over him,
another wave of her
hits him deep.
---
Here comes
the spray and salt again,
more memory to save from an ebbing shore
and store.
He is risen,
He is lifted,
He is seated now on high,
And the glory round His head
Is there to stay.
He can never be defeated,
He can no more come to die,
He is risen,
Ever-living up on high!
“Christ, having been raised from the dead, dies no more. Death no longer has dominion over Him.” Romans 6:9
his love
is sweter than honey
nothing else matters
he's my one
and only
every word whispered
sofly in my ear
he makes my heart beat....
triple time
soft candy kisses
my mind goes crazy over him
sitting
waiting
thinking....
of him
wondering when he'll come around
hold me in his arms tightly
he loves me
he really loves me
His tuxedo suit was extraordinarily fine
A tom by nature, he could not stay in line
Female pussies went wild over him
Which amused us cousins, for he was our uncle Jim
Why do they like you as much as nip?
He laughed and said maybe it is because I flip?
So saying he gave a couple of jumps on the trampoline
Landing with the best execution we had ever seen.
merman had no chance to swim away
a bunch of sirens serenaded him that day
they fought over him and the little sister won
she was a dazzling mermaid who knew how to have fun
merman never tried to get away again
he held her yarn, as she crocheted with a grin
cleaned house, washed dishes, vacuumed and made her tea
he was the most perfect merman in the China Sea
The lemon hit my nose at full force,
the second the lid was off.
I ran into the kitchen, disbelieving
For I had already devoured two this month,
and my husband was not speaking to me
due to my nasty disposition.
I fell into his arms,
leaning over him
with a butter knife,
slicing a tiny piece
of lemon pound cake,
gloating that he thought it was
all about him
Her broken rules
Couldn't feel the same
Tastes of choices
I gave no way
Broke back when it ended
She learned over him
I defended
Another's warm weather
Her level, hurt
Nothing to train it
A societies blemish
Miss prepared
No loves an affair
Gradually
Losing
Being worthed
Inventions
Untapped muscles
Repressed records
One day
Forgotten
Another's stain
Unbothered
It was a good morning until
My hands and feet grew cold and still
I saw the spider on the wall
Crawling towards me in the hall
My goodness they make me sick
Oh boy do they move quick
Fear now bound me to my chair
Spider crawling without a care
My eyes rolled over him
My chances now pretty slim
Covering my visage just in case
He spun his web over my face.
10.2.2021
Rhyme.
They met so long ago
Different types of people
They quickly fell in love
Marriage came within weeks
Sadly, their family never came
She died one night in her love’s arms
Their love was too strong
Neither death nor Heaven could hold her
She stays with her first love
Watching over him and keeping him safe
Waiting for him to join her
So, they can be happy once again
© Poem – I/I/MMXXI
On lazy days and boring nights
Kdrama shows I lay my sight
Every second spent feels so right
Than talking to someone not worth my fight
Shows maybe are just shows
Yes it won't care for me 'til my white hair grows
Some scenes maybe heart-breaking
Romantic comedies excite me through
Full attention each episode draws
Unlike a man who's giving me crumbs
Over time my heart goes numb.
Here's a story that I must tell.
He screamed and she yelled.
She went into a rage and he fell.
Cutting of the flesh and a pool of blood.
He stared up at her with cold, dead eyes.
She stood over him with a smile on her cold face.
The police came and got her and sent her away,
away to the luney bin.
The churches hoped and prayed for her to be saved.
The put her to death the very next day.
Hello, is all I can think to say
I have so much to tell you
To tell me
3 years doesn’t seem very long
But 3 years ago things were so different
Not me, really, but life
We grew up and learned
We cried and laughed
We stayed because we don’t know what else to do
We made mistake that we can’t take back
I want you to not lose your self over him
I want you to put your self-first because we have to and where going to…
12/23/12