It's about that time to write again
Return of the main attraction, Put the S back on the chest again
It's been a long hyatus
The summer break goes down as the greatest
Now back to the up to date-ist
You know who you are
my highschool and shining star
after all this time I got to see who you really are
Your still the chick that I dig and I miss
especially how we kissed, girl I like to reminiss
But what's in the past is dead
Now it's time for my love and my smiley face to move ahead
"Starlight starbright may the first star that I see tonight"
Keep shining in those earings I gave you that night. (Your smile is beautiful)
Hopefully these words will give me closure
After eight years of marriage, 4 good and 4 years of torture
Damn
Our little girl is beautiful,
But I got's to get on and find a woman that's more suitable
Not that the house wasn't clean
You just kept it dirty, while I kept being the man of your dreams
Between the bombs and the Islam
I just wanted to come home from war and find my home calm
It's all good cause my word is bond
You used to be wifey now your just my baby's mom.
This last verse is the one that hurts the worst
Some say love is a cure
but in this case it was the curse
You kept it friendly when we first met at Denny's
You like how I did my thing
But you loved "Doing Many"
You told me to write you
you never wrote me back
You told me to call you
you never called me back
You couldn't pick up a pen or a phone
when you were just prone to living life on your back.
You see ladies, you say you want a good man
but what good is a man if you are not good to your man.
That grass that you think is green on the other side
It's not really green, it's just the green that's in your eyes
You like my smile cause it's great
You like my style and my shape
But that's not what it takes
To get a man like me
I need a woman that Really needs a man like me
I know that you all are listening
So to the honest honeys for you my smile is glistening.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
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I'm so hopeless at dealing with poetry.... I think there's genuinely poetic stuff in here, expressed artfully. Personal stuff expressed in ways that invite a reader's understanding. But, confident as I feel with prose is as unconfident as I feel with poetry, so nothing more to say here.
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