So pathetic is the word,
I would like to say aloud;
your silly and giggling laughter
bothers me, it's a true disaster!
No, forgetful sweety
nothing convinces me,
don't scatter clouds
when it's too sunny;
should I belittle words
that make clowns laugh
hard, it doesn't including me...
because it cuts me in half!
Don't hurry a conversation,
don't avoid physical contact
when feeling the urge;
I'm your closest friend,
don't sweeten my tongue
with tic-tac, I get upset!
Have a specific project,
trust can never end!
No, forgetful sweety...
betrayed hearts need empathy,
no, forgetful sweety...
pick up the broken pieces,
they can be put together easily;
gone are the bitter tears!
Don't touch me with frantic urge,
I may be tempted to purge
this restless guilt and act hysterically,
I won't waste kisses and feel terribly!
No, forgetful sweety: can rage
change this mind so suddenly?
never knew
you would dig my every haiku
but you do
even more i love you
you read another
then you read the other
we relate like sister and brother
we enjoy our downtime like father and mother
oh my oh boy
you read a few poems of mine with such joy
at first i thought it was a ploy
motivation from you i now employ
never dawned on me
your love has set me free
you represent 'you', 'her', and 'she'
again God proves that Mighty Is He....
You have her name tattooed on the back of your neck
Should I laugh or should I cry?
Even with the ambulance siren, you still cling on her
Baby, she is a wild flower
Her menu choices are ones you can't eat
You have tried
When you are going 50kmh, she is going 365kmh
Her beauty has you by the neck, with her, you only breathe by a straw
Oh sweety
Even with all your sweetness, the sun only produces shadow
Even with all your love to her, hers is only an opaque reflection
Maybe
One day that wild flower would migrate, then the curtains on your ears and eyes would roll up
liquorice sticks
strawberry twizzlers, peppermint patty
all I have adored since I was five
hoarded in drawers, hidden in candy caddies, traded for with Sis and Dad, how we grinned
with shopping bags filled to the very brim
On that night of all nights when all nice neighbors did greet, each child or grownup with a candy treat,yes, Halloween. Costumes, some so easy in sheets they'd fly, wrapped in white with flashlights for eyes,they'd howl at the door and ask for their prize. Some parents, so absorbed, they'd complicate the scene by dressing their kids as golden yellow marshmallow peeps. So some kids were scary and some kids were sweet. Some children said BOO and others said TWEET!
What can I say about my brother Sweety?
He's sweet
He's kind
He's loving
He's funny
But most of all
He's wise
So thank you Sweety for teaching me
How to live life fully
So I wouldn't grow up to be a bully. ;)
NOTE: This is about my stepbrother, who has been there for me since I was born. I wrote this when I was about 12, acknowledging how sweet he is how much I adored him from since little. We actually NEVER call each other by our real names. Just Sweety. Lol!
Blow out your candles
knock on wood
here's your lucky socks
for Santa be good
Is your tooth under a pillow?
my horoscope looks great!
Bigfoot's been in our garden again
ask The Madam your fate
Aliens took Uncle Tommy
a ghost might be in your room
I found a 4 leaf clover!
a witch must of stole my broom
Never go under a ladder
and please don't step on a crack
here's a coin for the wishing well
your kitty might be too black
Eat your fortune cookies
my favorite monster was Lerch
put down the voodoo doll Sweety
it's time to go to Church
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