More bad poetry

[Ezarc]

Dreaming

I am dreaming of being alive,
Not just existing but to feel it all.
I dream of not carrying all this burden,
That I can't pass up or pass on.
I dream of being able to see,
The fruits of my labor.
I dream of hearing the joyous cries of my little one,
Safe and beside me.
I dream of being enough,
Not only for myself but for someone else too.
I dream of waking up happy,
With a woman that I can love without fear.
I dream of being alive enough,
To see them all come true.

 

[Guest]

 

[Ham Murabi]

You call that bad poetry? I can do much worse.

Bottles and wipes are on the shelf,
The dog rests at my feet,
I know a lit member who plays with himself,
The natives are restless in Crete.

I what we are is only measured,
By maps balanced on needles,
Then sex with donkeys is surely treasured,
More than music by the Beatles.

I saw the movie and read the book,
Hung Oldsmobiles from the tree,
Put my lip right into the hook,
But dared not call it poetry.

 

[Lost Cause]

More.....

She sits there with her gleaming smile,
waiting for me to mount her for that extra mile.
I give her a long thrust and she shouts out loud,
Any day with her makes me feel so proud!
We fit comfortably together, her and I,
the world can speed up and pass us by.
For as long as we're in our union, I'll never dread,
as the years go by on my beautiful Panhead!!

(The breeze on my knees is my only disease!)

 

[Lost Cause]

Lastly....

That perfect sphere you create between the physical world, you and your god.

The rushing silence penetrated by only what you allow in, and your space witnessed by only those that you choose to observe it.

Some drift in their spheres for minutes, hours, days, and in some cases forever.

The quiet time is an escape from the noise of conformity and chaos that exists around us, a temporary state in the silence of death.

 

[MaggieH]

Dreaming

Ezarc, I REALLY like that poem... I can relate to wanting more out of life, to be truly living it and not just existing.

I've let myself be in limbo too long. Now that the divorce is over and I'm on my own again, I need to take this chance to work toward just what you're talking about....

 

[T.H. Oughts]

I dream of being alive enough,
To see them all come true.

One day.... just hang in there....

 

[Ezarc]

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One day.... just hang in there....

As I have told some friends today, "I am alive, so I must be winning, right?"

 

[Guest]

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[glamorilla]

Dreaming

I am dreaming of being alive,
Not just existing but to feel it all.
I dream of not carrying all this burden,
That I can't pass up or pass on.
I dream of being able to see,
The fruits of my labor.
I dream of hearing the joyous cries of my little one,
Safe and beside me.
I dream of being enough,
Not only for myself but for someone else too.
I dream of waking up happy,
With a woman that I can love without fear.
I dream of being alive enough,
To see them all come true.

 

[T.H. Oughts]

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As I have told some friends today, "I am alive, so I must be winning, right?"

That's right... the cup is half full, not half empty.

It takes time to sort through some things.... don't be to hard on yourself...

 

[Ezarc]

I am my worst critic. It will just take a while to figure a way to deal with everything that is going on in my life.

 

[Guest]

 

[Ham Murabi]

My life is bad too guys


please..someone pat me on the head

Not only will I pat you on your head, I'll pull out the royal sword and dub thee "Sir Hanns."

 

[tulip2lipservice]

Very nice from one

kindred spirit to another. Hang in there I hope you find "her" but first off I hope you find yourself.

Peace,
Tulip