How in the hell do you even group poems together to make a series on here? Or would it be a portfolio...hmmm
You up? I know damn well I shouldn’t be And in those few seconds Where I’m deciding If I am or not I know you know all too well That I am Otherwise you would never ask You cast the line out Just to see if I nibble When you know I will So I … Continue reading Middle Of The Morning
I want to start a collection of poems. I guess it would be a series. Either way they would be similar to Satisfaction, a poem where I personified the word. I have a tendency to give feelings/emotions human attributes, and I figured it may be cool to create a series. Something I've never done before.
I honestly don't even know what to type. It's so much going on in my head right now. It's a mixture of all type of things and to decide which one to focus on is just...overwhelming. So in the midst of wanting to rant, but not having the ability to rant coherently, I decided to … Continue reading Unfinished Rant
You know we'll never understand The thin line between See there's love and there's hate But in the middle There's a path, a fixture, a beam It's a place we're familiar with We know all too well A place where we don't intend to stay Then realize it's always been home We deviate from this … Continue reading Potent
I’ve been thinking about starting a series of poems to go along with my poem Satisfaction. I have a tendency to personify words and it might be cool to create a bunch of living emotions who have thoughts and feelings.
If satisfaction had one complaint It’d be that he doesn’t know you Always so quick to judge his quality Never once enjoyed his efforts Constantly picking out his flaws Making his impression even weaker So quick to quip back and forth Without any time to fulfill your need If satisfaction had one worry It’d be … Continue reading Satisfaction
Is it you? Or is it you? I’m not saying it’s not me...buuuuutttt it’s not me. Like I’m 26. I wasn’t into cutesy crap and being flirty when I was 16 and I’m damn sure not now. It’s already awkward enough for you to call me a pet name in the first couple of days … Continue reading RANTINGGGG!?
*Sigh* Where do I even start... "Me Forgetting You" is an ode to all the ways I've attempted to forget a person who was, well has been a huge part of my life. More than ten years. I couldn't remove someone with that much intel and experience even if I (or the Men in Black) … Continue reading History Behind “Me Forgetting You”
If I ask you what you like about me after you proclaim that you “like me” and we are talking with the intent to date, none of the following is acceptable: 1.) “You’re cute”. Obviously there was some form of attraction when we agreed to talk. 2.) “You’re funny”. While I’ll admit that I do … Continue reading (Not So) Random Obsessive Thought