I'm not literate I'm an idiot not cause I'm not literate cause I'm just not into it

HuH

Maybe I don't understand ,well just maybe .maybe I need a hand ,well just maybe,maybe I got a plan well just maybe,maybe I drew a line in the sand,well just maybe well just maybe I ain'nt got a fuckin clue losin my mind with little to do searchin around I'm blind I keep fallen down I aint got a frown aint got the time to act like a clown maybe I dont care I was caught unaware I'm a man about town ,the world goes around my mind is not bound to believe in one thing the same everyday just maybe i'm changin my way I 've nothin new to say I need a new way to play maybe I'm right maybe I aint what the fuck rhymes with paint they said to go home I told em I caint my mamas memory feels so faint the past is gone I'm movin on it won't be long before I'm no longer strong,well just maybe?

Course

Sorry I just possibly found it interesting,just possibly.That situation that led to such retaliation it seemed so wrong,it usually does.You probably wish things could go back to the way it was.But regrets are never forgiven.Since the moment before the sun had first risen, time has never run the wrong way the night has never come before the day,accept it,appreciate it,don't try to negotiate it.

l'arbre

A tree with flowing branches reaches out to me.A sturdy fine trunk with so soft leaves that sooths my skin as it touches me so briefly.It sooths my soul,it has survived three hurricanes and a fair share of pain .A beautiful tree a strong tree,a tree worthy of me.

Yup

Today I saw a girl with a Mohawk sucking a lollipop, she was playing hopscotch, she wore a mickey watch .On her butt was a color swatch that matched her yellow socks.Her face looked like Goldilocks,she tossed her stone across the cobble rocks and boy was she good.

Evolution

No matter whats todays game for you, I always feel the same for you.I love you, I admire you,I respect you,I want you for you. I desire you ,I love you.I notice you ,I listen to you, I always do.I think of you, thats mostly what I do.If you love me that'll do too.If you don't,boo who,I'm over it.It won't change how I feel, how I deal with what I consider real.Still I feel that special appeal that draws me to you,that holds me in suspension,that nerve exciting feeling of sexual tension, to the fifth dimension.So lets play the game,life is just the same,I have little fear and even less shame.If I fail I shall accept the blame,evolution ...two

HEARTBREAKER

I have loved you ,I have taught you,and you have taught me some good new things too,but now you leave me all alone.You didn't need me ,till you believed me ,but you stopped believing and now have gone.And it hurts me so very badly to know that you really ,still do love me but insist on carrying on.And so I say now, so very sadly, I hope your happy and will win without me,so that I may see you again in eternity ,I love you so much my best friend Nancy.

nobody can predict the past like me

Baby you fit the description but it was a case of mistaken identity

baby I'm just a rest stop on the highway of your short life

conformity

soul searching,I'm not looking within it,I'm looking for it.It seemed t wander away when i was on holiday...holiday from my life, from what I felt was right,I became a dull knife.It all changed, I became estranged becoming enslaved is painfully deranged.Nothing from my past seemed the same.Now there are glimpses, faint recollections,still I search.I peer from my perch.Looking down, snooping around trying to rediscover what I had once held profound. Still its a journey, a quest, a loud lousy party where I'm the uninvited guest,I asked to leave but they denied my request.Yet I shall search on till I am laid to rest..

T.V.

A whole bunch of words from a whole bunch of nerds,whats up dog,I don't think so,so just follow the herds,the media the reporters of all the events ,the tellers of truths,the wearers of suits.Thats what they said ,it must be true,they have the picture and the stories of who's who.Who am I to question and who the heck are you?I must believe, I got to believe If I don't then how can I relieve, myself, on your shoe.I'll just believe most of what they say,cause it makes it easier after all we been through.

Today

You anger me you strangle me,why can't you just let me be,instead you dangle me in front of me so that I can't see the real me who I thought I would be .In the name of God why won't you just set me free.

Survivor

The element of fear it is always there it keeps us alive in the existence to which we contrive.Therefore we continue to survive,against each other,ourselves the lesser creatures and the demons that often possess us,and the relationships that too, obsess us.We are predators we are prey,we are like other frightened creatures who scurry away.We hide in the darkness yet we seek the light .We deny what is wrong and proclaim we are right.We are strong in the day but most vulnerable at night.The element of fear is always there its something we possess without realizing we hold it so dear. Accept the fear,love the fear,embrace the fear.

because

You make it tough not to stare,not to care ,not to play fair,not to wish to follow you everywhere.Tough to not to want to be with you,to understand the what and the why you do,the many things that I want you to.I envy you .I desire you.My heart my soul and my mind require you.I won't lie to you I hope I to inspire you the way do to me too.

Oh well!

No matter whats todays game for you, I always feel the same for you.I love you, I admire you,I respect you,I want you for you. I desire you ,I love you.I notice you, I always do.I think of you, thats mostly what I do.If you love me that'll do too.If you don't boo who,I'm over it.It won't change how I feel, how I deal with what I consider real.Still I feel that special appeal that draws me to you,that holds me in suspension,that nerve exciting feeling of sexual tension, to the fifth dimension.So lets play the game,life is just the same,I have little fear and even less shame.If I fail I shall accept the blame.

When the river reaches the sea, it loses its identity .It is thinned beyond recognition, sadly it flows no more ,maybe occasionally tossed against the shore.During the ride on the way down,it never wore a frown,past the rocks the trees the many flowers the animals it saw that came to cool down ,to be refreshed and for life.It shared with them gladly,Now that it has passed, it misses them sadly.It was sometimes cold then rarely warm, it some days ran fast then other days it ran slow,and for a short while it ran through some snow,but now it no longer flows. It gives no life it has no strife, if it could do it again ,it wouldn't think twice,to do it all again would be twice as nice.But it had its time and now it is past,it paid so little attention it all went so fast.It did not know it would not last ,so long ,so long my friend.

complacent

I'm cold .I stayed to play but its all so old.Got my work cut out for me but Ive grown lazy, of course my purpose worth has grown hazy.Traveling so far with little rest as for strength I fear there is piddles left,it has mostly gone away .I try to look for new inspiration but it cannot be found,it can only be discovered, not coldly hunted down.I' cold I'm so very cold.

fool still

she left him at the door, he didn't know what he was waiting for .He stood there for awhile then he thought with a smile ,I am again without a friend, then the fool walked away,he had nothing left to say.The game was over ,maybe it was just halftime,he played all his plays,he never scored ,he gave all he could afford,the big buzzer blew,he knew he was through. He thought he did all he could do ,but he never got through, then finally the fool walked away.Maybe again he'll play another day but as always its to soon to say.What did he expect?What did he think?He rambled on then took another drink,damn it all again I balked another friend,when will it all end, never I shall pretend, then forever never again the fool walked away...

Oh the drama the games the insults the names the jabs the blames,life is the same, nothing has changed,did you think it would do you think it could,do you believe it should?Simple questions I never understood.Start over, can't happen,never as yet did,continue on and on and on.But what the hell I was bored cheap shots are all I ever could afford.I'm back in the game at least the rules haven't changed, the old bruises have healed and at last , although, its pain, I again can feel.To feel is to live ,To heal is to forgive, so here we go kids, its back to the showbiz enjoy the show.

power

evil is more powerful than good,I can make you hate me but I can't make you love me...

forgivness

You can not forgive me for hurting you,for leaving you broken ,angry and alone.You may not forgive me for the constant pain that only I can share with you, the aggravation the torment and humiliation that I always put you through.I wasn't always this way,you created, me I'm your little experiment that went wrong.Did you ever enjoy it,was it worth the pleasure?Now to feel the pain that one cannot measure,and how do you explain that I was once your treasure ,but now I am gone...

live

Don't sit and wait,don't stand dumbfounded at the gate ,think and hope wonder and assume,don't retaliate.Your daily life, don't let it dictate.With time there is no rebate,no warranty no prorate.Move about give a shout out!don't be down and out.Drink in the town,you'll never be up if you choose to be down.Have some fun don't let waste be part of the sum.

smoke signals

A buzz, maybe its a buzz i feel.A thought, from afar, shared with me.I hope it is.Who is it,who could it be.A revelation to help change my thoughts ,let me have a look see.Just as I feared,the end is almost here, oops legs vibrating got to go.

why men don't cry

Category: Automotive

When I feel old I get a little mad,When I feel old I get a little sad, sometimes I want to cry ,but I rarely ever do.I don't know why. I guess because I'm a guy,although most of a bottle of Jack will usually take care of that.Then whilst I'm crying I might even admit I love you.Either way its usually a lousy blurred memory,so I guess maybe thats why we seldom cry.We're afraid to go to that crappy place that wrinkles our face ,and we're smart enough ,in this one category, not to go back there to often.So there you go, men don't cry because we are smart.Argue that one ladies...

second chance ,for the third time.

fake

I've come to the conclusion that its all just an illusion,then to add to the confusion along comes you.Well how do you do. I thought I'd seen it all I thought I'd done it all I thought I'd experienced change,A change in taste a change in pace perhaps different paths but now the relapse.I'm back to stutterin nonsensical mutterin where is the slice that was oh so nice ,I thought I've been butterin?Is it gone?Where did I go wrong?I'm back at the beginning,this ain't where I belong.I'm supposed to be in the middle with the end in sight.When did this happen?It just ain't right.But oh what fun to be back where I had begun.So simple so complicated so influential yet underrated.A second chance,perhaps another shot, this time maybe I'll really show em what I got.nah I doubt it its just a dream.I'm sure again it won't be as it seems.It'll all pass by I'll be back where I belong watching time fly...but then again there you are''

d illusion

I've come to the conclusion it was all just an illusion.Those beautiful thoughts of you were never really true.Such passion was all just a result of a chemical reaction.Such A pity such A shame a sad realization a scary revelation I was just another victim of desperation.I may try again,thou with some reservation and limited speculation to find that d illusion at some higher elevation.

despair

Alas I ache,it may finally be more than I can take my will, thou seemingly strong ,may still finally break.I don't feel bad I don't feel great.There are certain feelings one just can not fake.A pain I shall no longer take.I'm feeling weak,my thoughts are simple,I seldom speak.Once there was some hope but now the outlook is bleak.The wall was too high the road was too long it took all my strength, my energy is gone.Despair is a certainty, it won't be long.I didn't do right, I didn't do wrong.

shameless blood

There was blood on the trees,its was dried by the morning breeze.The killer had gone without suspicion.His escape was a poor rendition of a previous murderers guiltless condition.The leaves wilted under the dried blood,the branches broken during the struggle footprints shown in the mud, yet not a word was spoken.It pains me to believe that this battle might have been relieved, had it not been for the notions that were so fantastically conceived.Injustice had been done in that early morning sun,when the killer cut the dead,to add to his fun, and bleed the the smile from their head.

NATURE

The spider catches the bird eats the spider catches the bird eats the spider

ACCEPTANCE

It’s the rhythm of time , it’s the voice of a mime, it’s the hill I cant climb, it’s the beat of no sound ,it’s a clock unwound , it’s the feel around town ,it’s the upfeeling when your down, feeling lost when your found , with your feet on the ground , you stand on the mound and look around, cause to this life you are bound

BLACK DOTS

Black dots point at me.Make me small ,make me tall, set me up for the ultimate fall. Still they point at me, beckoning me calling my name ,not by name, they tickle me ,they stroke me , they tempt me, they choke me, they lure me, they may kill me , they may cure me ,they hold me till I beg for mercy, still I beg for more .More pain, more lust, more shame. Can I go on ,take the pain, risk the loss to obtain the gain ,I will,,I do,, I must ,,I shall ,,I am insane!!!!!

THE SOUL

Still the water flows , still I seem to float , it is warm ,thou it refreshes me and I drink it in, it makes me sparkle in the sun,the moonlight and by the fire.I use no towel .I do not wish to remove it, I cannot save it, one day it may evaporate away , but today still the water flows...

DREAMER

When I was a boy I looked into the sky,I wondered why.I saw the stars and wondered how,I learned some were planets,some were satellites and some were comets.Still I believed I could go to them, but how and when .Then I saw the men on tv go to the moon,I figured I too would go there soon,but how and again when. I figured there must be a way. I was sure that I would get there some day,but how and when.Sure I'm older now and I saw in the sky an amazing star.I figured its not really that far maybe now I can figure out how and simply decide when. But I'm stumped again.Maybe I can get to the moon its the closest thing ,maybe fly to Saturn and dance on her smallest ring.But if I left now at a tremendous speed I probably wouldn't live long enough to hear her sing.Why should I try or wonder why,I know its not probable, surely unlikely,still I wonder,still I try,still I never give up, never cave in until finally I die.

still old brand new slightly used not often enough.
Category: Writing and Poetry

shes likened to that of a bead of precious due,on a broad green leaf sparkling oh so intently in the peaceful morning sunshine,deep in the jungles of my mind...

old poem same shit different decade. Current mood: content Category: Writing and Poetry today we kissed in a dream at last i confessed i love you and you confessed the same It felt so real,when you whispered my name Although I awoke the passionate feeling remained At last I felt so free; for just that moment I was temporarily sane,and burning with glee. -

life some fear death,I seek it,I welcome it into my arms,I give it my charms,It displaces harm.But I am patient I can wait ,death of course ,is our only confirmed fate...

october Category: Writing and Poetry october,i'm not sober,sunny saturdays the clearest of skies ,Living the life The highest of highs.Didn't need poems,I was living poetry. Endless drives and hopeless dreams,My mind flies and my freedom screams.That was then,it won't all happen again.But for SUNNY SATURDAYS in october and a little less sober...

INTERNET REGRET

I have found no one on the friend search ,i guess everyone has passed on ,so many people gone.Off to the great beyond .I'm so lonely here looking around. bloggin,hell just talkin to myself,is all.It was all just a setup for an emotional fall.Inbox outbox,it may as well be a litterbox filled with presciption botox.Maybe I just need detox.Kudo my ass,not even a reader on grass couldn't kudo me .they'd rather just let me be,or let me be free.But life goes on. I guess i'll move along,maybe hum an old song.I'm gone...

lost

Confusion reaction,is this satisfaction?Its so new so different to me.My whole being feels so free.At last happiness is in my grasp,I'll savor it,I'll taste the flavor of it.I'll share it I'll spare it,I'll do as I dare with it.I know it'll soon fade away so I will just revel in it,well just for today.

evolution again

I'm so pathetic,yet I don't regret it.I'm so weak I can barely speak ,I sit ,I wait I wander around, creating crop circles on my rug. I wait a bit ,I create a bit ,I write it down, then I sit. I wait.I'm patient, I still hold on to hope like a tired old rope.It helps me cope while I wait.I wait for a call I wait for a break, still it doesn't come ,but its normal because failure is where I come from.But one day just maybe even if by mistake there will come a call that will start it all,but until, I'll wait I'll wait...

day one its just begun remember its just for fun with rhymes this bad it can only get better..tada