I can be your hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away Lololol don't like that song
Title: Cursor Poem: I’m trying to give my again, again It’s wrapping paper on unspoken sin Swallowing silent conversation Bowing down in exclamation I’m trying to crease my every fold Waiting on someone to shave me bold Attraction is not in-season this fall And so I hope I die before I grow tall What you’re holding in reserve More than you know I deserve Imperfections elected in sections Give me Expected, borrowed words You see, I’m breaking into thirds Indiscretion describes my digression Give me Some sugar for the greener tea Apply most when you’re wanting me Dishes garnished appear mostly tarnished Give me Some time to catch another ride I’ll chase my predator inside Speedy breathing is all I’m receiving Give me When you’re my enemy, mine Speaking a language divine You can read and decide to recede Give me Not a single thought to price But occasion is my vice When you’re wrapping with no reserves tapping Give me I’m not paying a dollar for this Not if I can replicate a kiss A robot could replace your every touch If it leans on memories like a crutch I’m climbing a ladder to belief Where every step brings new relief I’d like to say that I’m trying But these lips weren't made for lying
^you should become a rapper. I just have visions of that poem being sung in that style. But if these are personal, disregard what I said. Keep it your style. By the way, I like your poems quite a lot. They make you think, which is something I rarely have to do with poems. That's a good thing, though :3
Haha, gimme a beat, Calvin! :derpe: Seriously, though, I've thought about becoming a rapper (as in, recording some unprofessional rhymes just to see what some people would think). Probably, the closest I'll ever come to that is slam poetry. I just don't have the imagination to take this further musically. That is to say, I don't know much about creating music, I just write words. But I appreciate your input. Maybe I'll try something new.
Title: 'Kay Poem: I feel I'm riding on the green line Writing inscriptions that read "be mine" These cards are the wrong color And I'm looking for another And so I'm walking father away Pick another moment out of the bin I'll write it all down so I know where I've been Fill it all in like dusty chalk Because we don't even talk There's nowhere to walk but away If you’ve got a body and hands I’d want you calling me baby, baby Make your way home And I would want you waiting for me there I think I'm going to buy a nice suit Pick out a tie and say that it's cute I feel choked when I’m the wearer At least I’m not the bearer Of the coffin taking people away These are nothing more than letters Written to my local betters But if answers are what I’m fearing Then all I should be hearing Is other people walking away If you’re got a mind and some thoughts I’d want you calling me baby, baby Make your way home Because I want you dreaming of me there
Title: Belongings Poem: I used to know a girl Seas would part at the drop of a hat Then I woke from a dream There's no beat when the line is flat I recall my memory Of those times I heard her singing I push back the thoughts And the tears they're bringing Once, I made the joke And I would laugh as a played the fool Now the story is broken words And it's painful to know, as a rule Some nights I feel alone So I turn around and go back inside I'll know what I'm looking for When I see it, by that rule I'll abide I hear some say That's not how you act the man But when I think of you It makes me think that maybe I can There's a drink They say it makes you feel alright But I didn't know a face That I could think of, be it morning or night A couple spared words To a stranger that I had just met Imagined a wager Is she the one? Would I take that bet? You could say I met a girl I mean she's real but I imagined her, too I don't remember feeling Like this before, what should I do? Forgetting what I knew And relearning what I've already done Because I see a girl Who sees a dream of a man I could become I don't try fighting Allowing myself to float adrift on air But if we're meant to be I hope your dreams wash me ashore there - - Auto Merge - - Title: Junebug Poem: Maybe when you open your eyes You could reach out and open mine When you don't hate what you see That's what they call an open mind Maybe when the night is over It could happen when we're walking home What if our shadows grow taller And they don't leave us alone? If you could make the time worth waiting And be the one I promise to You would see that I am finished failing Please, let our songs come true Maybe it's a bad luck month There's a reason why I hate September But you're the cutest exception I want you to be there when I remember Maybe now I know myself I'll see that I've got nothing to fear And if I believe in May, maybe You'll still dance and laugh with me next year If you could make the air worth breathing Even though I'd do it anyway If you could make these words worth meaning Then we'd see what comes after May
I still wish I could do this kind of thing. ^^ As awesomely as you do, I mean. You make it look easy.
Title: Mobius Poem: I'm complacent Lies on pillows, pillows talk My eyes close They give for dances All the ones to you tonight You're not there, you're not single But they're tucked in at your waist It's alright I'm not either I'm worth more than one a day Do not want Undiscovered, future mother Past your prime You're not evil The dream of a dreamer But who else? Is this legal You'll never have it both our ways It's alright Calm deceiver If you are God you need not pray "I want it but I will not pay." "I will not pay if you do not commit." "I need it but I will not pay." "I will not pay unless I can commit." To be onward We're looking forward You are awkward Your thoughts are froward Not on clouds Quiet, unsupported Binding words Or waxing candles Slipping through the fingerless I could kneel, you're so regal Do you know my unmasked face? It's alright You're pretending I don't care, you are so fey Take a bow Disappear, less than one You could falsify But you don't need to All your truths were born as lies It's the end, you don't feel This was the time and place for waste It's alright We were made for it You're not her, so go away "I only pay if you commit." "I commit but I will not pay." "I only commit if you pay." "I do wrong but I will not pay." To be awkward We're looking onward I'm facing forward [FONT="]My words are froward[/FONT]
Title: Bare Attempts Poem: Dear invisible girl, If you were to answer me Would you write from Across the sea? And if you did And it left you feeling thin A skeleton's shadow I'd heal you from within That's a promise made So I wish you would be Like an evening breeze Drifting closer to me There's no need for sex Or for more words I wish we could grow wings And follow other birds There are no words For the meaning I would impose This silence hits hard And shatters all your cold repose But if you decide You could care for my woes How would you say it? Nobody knows If you're not in the mood Or you have given up And in your opinion I'm just not up to snuff Then I could leave Leave your life behind And if that's what you want Then wouldn't that be kind? I've got lots to learn But wanting you in my dream Could motivate me To be more than I seem But until you decide To give like charity I guess I'll just know Nobody but me There are no words For the meaning I would impose This silence hits hard And shatters all your cold repose But if you decide You could care for my woes How would you say it? Nobody knows
Title: At Rest Poem: Please unwind And maybe you could find That you are forcing hands And pulling hair in single strands Without you I feel halved in two But when you're near I am compelled to fear Hurting me Results you can see Behind you and he Honesty is ranked at three I'd be another stain On canvas of blue paint Just drifting through the pain Looking for something but taint Evade thoughts of your future Until your breath runs out Or I'll take you on a tour Beyond all doubt Darker clouds Smoke and sky shrouds Caring for my bruise Until all hell breaks loose Run away Nothing left to say What is my line? Leaves on trees of pine Reading lips Giving advice or tips While I'm in critical But it must be recoverable I'd give you my word That I'll stay another day It's harder than you've heard To play the part the adults play I try to do only what's true When you're acting vain If I give myself to you Who does remain?
Title: Two, Please Poem: You see, she works behind the counter grill And everyday I wait, I know the drill It's always worth the wait to stand in line I work it in my plans, I have the time It's not the food they serve, though that's okay It's the way I feel when she looks at me When my stomach does a flip or two As she asks me, "Can I help you?" She probably thinks I'm dumb The way I stand completely numb Should I ask her for her number? I reach for words but then I fumble But it always ends up well I cannot wait until I finally tell The girl who makes my burgers "I think you're really swell." She started talking a little more today I almost ran out of new things to say Because when I'm asking for her to make my meal How could I work in how I feel? And if she saw this she'd think I'm absurd And she'd never want another word With a boy who gets fries in a cup And who really eats too much ketchup You might say I'm silly But when she looks at me Everything else is boring Maybe just like my stories But there's so much left unsaid So before I fall asleep in bed I'll make a wager, make a bet With a side of no regret That when she gives me her consent I'll be under new management With her fixing my diet I'll need no supplement
Title: Basic Brushstroke Walking Poem: I'd like to say That we could both be trees But that's not right Because you're vines I'm growing up You're growing on me If I were to stay And rest like wine Crushed and tired of growing I am sometimes But I'd like to be taller And more free It was the word you whispered When my thoughts caught up with me It was the hope you inspired When my world was standing still You hope I'll remain there And I know I'll try to remain me And when my words take you nowhere My chains will set me free Steadily the sunrise Drifts over your head And my thoughts Paint shadows in the air You're a tourist painting With the soles of your shoes Feeding the fires With reckless coals Am I fast enough? I could be The day shifts Of submarine crews I've stared out this pane of glass Churning seconds into many hours While watching streets and grass I'm planting imaginary flowers When my character feels static When everything turns to intentions I'll fix up floorboards in your attic And win some honorable mentions
