Break ups and pests

[CharleyH]

I would write now if if I was not so pissed off. What do you feel of ex's who break up with you? Then call to tell you how you are an ass?

Ok:

I loved you and do
and everything I say
I mean because I love you still.

Still like the moment we met
when the world went silent, and I said
that every moment and word would be what we do

for eachother, and you were still
unbelieving, though I did say
I love you, still
as the pigeon
on the sill
who sits day after day
waiting to love, too.

I loved you and do
you coo and all you say
is how much you hate me still.

Like the moment that we met
when the world went silent, and you said
that every moment was for me, and you would would love me, too.

 

[BooMerengue]

say to this person...


such a fine line
you straddle
between love and hate.

I smile as you speak
of hate because I know
you
are really only
voicing passion;

I know you still love me
I know you feel
for me
but you twisted it

Was it greed? Did
you
lose control?
I'm sorry.

I am relieved
you don't speak
out of ambivalence.
For then I would know
something different.

You do love me.
I love you.

First draft, first reaction. I hope it helps.

 

[CharleyH]

say to this person...


such a fine line
you straddle
between love and hate.

I smile as you speak
of hate because I know
you
are really only
voicing passion;

I know you still love me
I know you feel
for me
but you twisted it

Was it greed? Did
you
lose control?
I'm sorry.

I am relieved
you don't speak
out of ambivalence.
For then I would know
something different.

You do love me.
I love you.

First draft, first reaction. I hope it helps.

Beautiful, lets get angry. ANGRY!!!!!!!!!! Angrier!

 

[HerVeryOwn]

What do you feel of ex's who break up with you? Then call to tell you how you are an ass?

A problem I only had to deal with once. If the Eagles, "Get Over It" had been out at that time, I'd have sent her the CD-single (postage due) and changed my phone number.

 

[champagne1982]

try:

This is how I knew
whatever words you coo
through that lipless beak
could never come from a pigeon
but only through the offal
on a vulture's head.​

 

[bogusbrig]

I would write now if if I was not so pissed off. What do you feel of ex's who break up with you? Then call to tell you how you are an ass?

If he called you an ass act like an ass and piss him off.

I had an ex who at different times called me nuts, crazy and mad so I obliged her with crazy. I spent hours over a cold beer wondering how I could confirm to her I really was crazy. It was however a little addictive because the more I confirmed to her my craziness the more superior I sensed she got which just made me enjoy the game even more. Ultimately however the bitch is still breathing and as far as I know enjoying life, the thought of which, really does drive me crazy!

However I found her to be a fruitful subject to write about.Letter To K

 

[Angeline]

I was the leaver.
I was the prisoner
I tried forgiveness.
I'm unforgiven.

Ask anyone;
they'll tell you I was crazy
to walk away. I had it all.
No one could understand
how full palms could feel
so empty.

I had it all. I had two children.
I'm still their mother.
Who tells them I'm still
their mother? I see them
everywhere. I want
to hold them.
He says I'm crazy. I had it all,
but why did all
feel like nothing?

So many phone calls.
I tried to stay. No one
could help me. They took away
everything. No one would
help me. No family, but two
in pain who do not understand
that only one said
I will help you and I will
love you. I don't
know anger. I am loved
and I am lost.

 

[WickedEve]

I spent hours over a cold beer wondering how I could confirm to her I really was crazy. [/URL]

But you're not crazy? lol
I'm disgustingly nice to my ex. It drives him crazy.

 

[BooMerengue]

You should have been like me
and not loved
stayed aloof, safe from
the dirt and tears,
the pain of passion
moved on when I like you
turned to I love you
turned to you are mine.

Now you would not be angry,
or crying tears of blood
as parts of you
are thrown away.

Now you would be
safe from harm;
untouchable.

Now you would be alone;


Like me...


.

 

[wildsweetone]

I would write now if if I was not so pissed off. What do you feel of ex's who break up with you? Then call to tell you how you are an ass?

It's only happened to me once and I felt like I was suddenly transported into a state of being years and years older than him. I eventually realised that in a way I was right, he had a lot of self growing to do and he is still working through that growth today.

Rage and anger can be blinding. Let it go and live.

 

[WickedEve]

I almost forgot my jilted prayer. I'm not sure if makes sense or if it's good or not. At the time, it simply felt good to write it.

jilted prayer
by WickedEve ©

~

dear god
bring me a man to adore
in the shuddering of night

pendulum sighs
that whimper above me
to and fro sweetly

i want him half century or more
and silver hair

dear and dreadful god
fell him from his cloud
i need impact
impressive bone crush at my feet

i will gather him
suspend him
and adore him

amen

~

ps... god. your little angel here. i'm not as desirous for vengeance as i was when i wrote this prayer. i'm willing to rethink the cloud fall and bone crush. still, i'm submitting the poem because, well, it's a poem. you know how inspiring vengeance is and i know you frown upon those who waste. so, here's the poem. amen

 

[Tathagata]

from a shared madness
to isolated delusion
you
aim words at
me

and i watch what was us
die gasping in room

 

[flyguy69]

Sooo... Eve wants her ex-lovers crushed, and Tath wants them asphyxiated. If those two ever hook up there's gonna be carnage!

 

[WickedEve]

Sooo... Eve wants her ex-lovers crushed, and Tath wants them asphyxiated. If those two ever hook up there's gonna be carnage!

The monkey fur will fly!

 

[bogusbrig]

But you're not crazy? lol
I'm disgustingly nice to my ex. It drives him crazy.

Ah A vote of confidence.

You drive me crazy too. In the nicest possible way of course.

 

[flyguy69]

The monkey fur will fly!

Oh, you're inviting me? Maybe I prefer my bones intact...

 

[RhymeFairy]

I almost forgot my jilted prayer. I'm not sure if makes sense or if it's good or not. At the time, it simply felt good to write it.

jilted prayer
by WickedEve ©

~

dear god
bring me a man to adore
in the shuddering of night

pendulum sighs
that whimper above me
to and fro sweetly

i want him half century or more
and silver hair

dear and dreadful god
fell him from his cloud
i need impact
impressive bone crush at my feet

i will gather him
suspend him
and adore him

amen

~

ps... god. your little angel here. i'm not as desirous for vengeance as i was when i wrote this prayer. i'm willing to rethink the cloud fall and bone crush. still, i'm submitting the poem because, well, it's a poem. you know how inspiring vengeance is and i know you frown upon those who waste. so, here's the poem. amen

(clears throat) ~
could i soooo humbly ask ~~
~ for just one, of what she is gettin' ...
i will be sooo good ... promise.


Evie ~ I likes this ... So chin up,
watch the sky ... maybe, just maybe.

*re-adjust* shiny New halo
(to cover lil horns, shhhh ) ~~

 

[CharleyH]

try:

This is how I knew
whatever words you coo
through that lipless beak
could never come from a pigeon
but only through the offal
on a vulture's head.​

Oh that is good!!!!

 

[Brinnie]

omfgwtflmaopmp!!!!

 

[CharleyH]

I was the leaver.
I was the prisoner
I tried forgiveness.
I'm unforgiven.

Ask anyone;
they'll tell you I was crazy
to walk away. I had it all.
No one could understand
how full palms could feel
so empty.

I had it all. I had two children.
I'm still their mother.
Who tells them I'm still
their mother? I see them
everywhere. I want
to hold them.
He says I'm crazy. I had it all,
but why did all
feel like nothing?

So many phone calls.
I tried to stay. No one
could help me. They took away
everything. No one would
help me. No family, but two
in pain who do not understand
that only one said
I will help you and I will
love you. I don't
know anger. I am loved
and I am lost.

WOW. In a good wow way. Heartfelt And

PMSL Give us a rap then?

 

[CharleyH]

omfgwtflmaopmp!!!!

A kiss to Brinnie! She apparently needs it, since she can only talk in letters! and the only thing I do not get is the PMP part

 

[champagne1982]

A kiss to Brinnie! She apparently needs it, since she can only talk in letters! and the only thing I do not get is the PMP part

PMP = peein' my pants...

 

[CharleyH]

If he called you an ass act like an ass and piss him off.

I had an ex who at different times called me nuts, crazy and mad so I obliged her with crazy. I spent hours over a cold beer wondering how I could confirm to her I really was crazy. It was however a little addictive because the more I confirmed to her my craziness the more superior I sensed she got which just made me enjoy the game even more. Ultimately however the bitch is still breathing and as far as I know enjoying life, the thought of which, really does drive me crazy!

However I found her to be a fruitful subject to write about.Letter To K

Sorry was pissed off: Clarity he is a she, and I broke up, considering staying was ... well - I wont get into details. Poetry is best

 

[CharleyH]

I almost forgot my jilted prayer. I'm not sure if makes sense or if it's good or not. At the time, it simply felt good to write it.

jilted prayer
by WickedEve ©

~

dear god
bring me a man to adore
in the shuddering of night

pendulum sighs
that whimper above me
to and fro sweetly

i want him half century or more
and silver hair

dear and dreadful god
fell him from his cloud
i need impact
impressive bone crush at my feet

i will gather him
suspend him
and adore him

amen

~

ps... god. your little angel here. i'm not as desirous for vengeance as i was when i wrote this prayer. i'm willing to rethink the cloud fall and bone crush. still, i'm submitting the poem because, well, it's a poem. you know how inspiring vengeance is and i know you frown upon those who waste. so, here's the poem. amen

It is not very lesbian, but I will TAKE IT!

 

[CharleyH]

PMP = peein' my pants...

:| and she is sane?