Love is a two-way street with a lot of one-way drivers
(Lily and Pema, 2026)
Sitting here at the end of a tiring day
Home again
After a few days on the road
Dogs nestled in on both sides
One more on the lap
And without even knowing it
I feel refreshed
Without knowing I was lacking
I feel fulfilled
And know without a doubt
The dogs all feel the same.
(2/7/26)
Folks expect miracles
around holiday time
There’s a feeling in the air
We deserve one…
Not so fast
says the Man upstairs
Stop whining
that you’ve had a tough year
How about Mine
I look for My Name in
the things you do
Sorry to say
~ I’m disappointed too
So, what is life without the gift of love?
An empty shell to face it all alone.
Without it, there's no shared solution of
The drama now, and what is still unknown.
To earn that gift, love is a two-way street;
The take and give should share joys willingly.
In times of pain, a kind embrace will meet
compassion with the warmth of sympathy.
It matters not what misery is faced;
Love is the potion that can ease the pain.
Though all our problems may not be erased,
Love calms and heals to help a new hope reign.
Love's two-way street of give and take must fare
When those we love need praise or heartfelt care.
I gave you all my love, every bit and piece,
But in return, you left me feeling incomplete.
I lost myself while loving you,
It's something I didn't want to do.
Love isn't supposed to leave you feeling drained,
Or like you've been neglected and left in the rain.
If one gives all and never receives,
Their heart will surely start to grieve.
Love grows when both give and take,
Efforts are shared, and hearts don't break.
It works when both put in the effort,
And show their love with words and comfort.
So don't give your all and lose yourself,
Find someone who reciprocates and shares your wealth.
if the person
you love
isn't interested
in what
makes you tick
you're living in delusion
go find
someone
who loves
the person
you are
AP: 2nd place 2021
Whatever the color of your skin,
Whatever religious group you are in,
Whatever political party floats your boat,
What you think, or for whom you vote,
I can respect your right to be
If you give the same respect to me.
Do not label me what I may not be
From what I write, you cannot “know” me
I do not expect you to like everything I write,
If so, just click your mouse, do not start a fight.
I can respect your right to be
If you give the same respect to me.
I do not come to Poetry Soup
To find a particular like-minded group.
Not looking for somebody out to fight,
I come to share some poems I write.
I can respect your right to be
If you give the same respect to me.
I enjoy, too, reading the rhymes you post
I love to read the narrative stories most
Ideas, yes, I enjoy reading them, too,
But do not expect me to join your queue.
Whatever the color of your skin,
Whatever religious group you are in,
Whatever political party floats your boat,
What you think, or for whom you vote.
I can respect your right to be
If you give the same respect to me.
[Sometimes it takes repetition to get
one’s point across.]
Hey there fella,
Listen up real fine
I'm gonna blast ya
With this slammin rhyme
You said I be trippin
Cuz i can't show my love
Well you still be creepin
With that itsy package you shove
Go back and give me
Something more than your haiku
For this big ol momma
I needs somethin to chew
Don't get all uppity
Or sig yer hoes on me
You mess with the wrong one
Can't your Silence see
You can make the others
Lick up all yo shoes
But head on off to boys town
For another that you choose
Shake bam rattle
I ain't showin you my stuff
Bye ya made up tyrant
This B has had enough
11-11-17
Freedom, a two-way street
The truth shall liberate you,
A voice was heard as if from blue,
Yet, ere you relish such vague brew
It might make you see shades of blue.
One may or not have a clue,
But liberation has a hazy hue.
Man oft feels safe in a brick-walled prison,
And unsafe, roaming free under the sun,
Beware that truth may liberate you,
A two-edged sword be in my view.
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Reflections | 11.02.2017 |
Life today is much like a two way street
So I try to help out all the people I meet
Things that have gone away may just come back today
You never can know what might be coming your way.
As you travel down the road obstacles come the other way
What you say and do come back as the fabric begins to fray
You need to believe and perhaps just pray
It comes back full circle traveling the other way.
Before you navigate you need to consider the source
The intentions you send seem to set the course.
The love that you give shall come back to you
You must use discretion in what you say and do.
What you put out there shall find its way back
Also what comes back is based on how you react.
Things come and go like the flow of the tides
When you give it some thought it’s a pretty smooth ride.
I guess for every action there is something in return
When cherish what you have you receive what you yearn
What goes down one way may soon make it back
I love what I have yet yearn what I lack.
Love Is A Two-Way Street
Especially, if People on Each other do cheat
Complicating the relationship with deceit
Causing for History to Constantly repeat
When the Tango calls for a second pair of feet
It's like Musical Chairs and racing for that seat
How Each Other with SEX, We look to outbeat
For,what good is a sandwich, without the meat?
But, who REALLY wins, if the Purpose it does defeat?
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