THE ULTIMATE POETRY COLLECTION 2003
BOOK #03
TIMES LIKE THIS
You pain me so;
Why can’t you touch me?
Why can’t you keep your eyes locked on me?
If I am so amazingly pretty,
If I am your blazing sun,
Why am I the only one you can never reach out to?
Times like this I wish,
I could be a ghoul like you,
Just so I could be with you;
But I can’t so away with you,
I’ll find someone good that’s not you.
January 22, 2003
DONE NOTHING
You’ve done nothing to deserve,
A love like this -
Such faithfulness,
Past such a merciless press;
January 22, 2003
CRUEL LOVE
Why have fates decided to be so cruel?
To damn me with a faithful love,
From the heaven’s above,
And have it tied to the shoe,
Of a boy ice cool;
So cruel to love that skeletal fool.
January 22, 2003
WHAT I NEED TO FIND
I need to find,
Someone like you -
Similar face of some kind,
But without the flipped mind.
January 22, 2003
POWER JET
There is a cure out there somewhere.
There’s a sensible person,
Who’s like me -
Just have to look under,
Stones, moss, trees,
And find that angel,
Who makes me forget,
About a stupid moronic dream;
I’ll find him yet,
That power jet.
January 23, 2003
FIND HER PURE SOUL
She didn’t learn everything,
To settle for decay;
She’ll find her pure soul -
It’ll be a wonderful day.
January 23, 2003
WOODLAND SMOKE
Woodland smoke,
Musky,
Ash gray,
Clouding the city,
In a smog,
Of burnt fog;
January 23, 2003
AUSTRALIAN DREAM
This place is totally me -
I’m not searching for over the sea;
This land is my home,
I’m searching for my Australian dream.
He’s out there somewhere,
On this land of green –
Blonde hair, blue eyes,
Pure souled Australian dream;
No more white washed screens,
I’m living my life right,
Searching for my Australian dream,
Who brings me much delight.
January 23, 2003
GUARDING ANGEL
Sometimes,
She gets a feeling,
He’s watching,
As she lives,
Stumbling, blotching -
That fallen angel,
With eyes so blue,
Who broke her in two;
Yeah sometimes,
She feels a tingle,
And a fluttering sweep of wing -
Guarding her,
As she moves to her king,
Who’s waiting;
January 23, 2003
PAST SOMEONE
Could there truly be?
Someone from long ago,
Who’s known me,
While I wandered blind,
With a bucket over me,
Too stuck to see;
January 23, 2003
RESPECT YOU AGAIN
I hope we meet,
One day,
I know now,
You are just a fool,
Not a stale string of hay;
I have an inkling,
You are helping me,
In a very quiet way -
Even though needles you pay,
As you help me get away;
I fully respect you again,
You are chief guard -
My admiral –
I admire you,
You are truly completely wonderful.
January 23, 2003
SHE NOW SEES
She now sees,
Why she loved him so deep,
She now sees,
And it makes her weep;
She now sees,
No longer ashamed to have fallen like a freight train,
She now sees,
He’s such a sweet, wonderful, wonderful, man.
January 23, 2003
STRANGE AND WIERD
Now I want to be with you again,
But we can’t be can we?
Now I want you to write my name with your pen,
But our names can’t be read in your red can they?
Sad but exciting I have to move away;
I don’t know what can happen,
This world is very strange;
Sometimes everything seems so weird,
Then suddenly everything is normal again,
And you accept everything,
Roll with the movements,
As you get sucked into new vents.
Yesterday I was so angry and sad,
Now it’s like light is dawning,
As I remember what we had,
And look forward to what’s yet to come to me -
A real life love away from fantasy;
I’m yet to know what’s to happen,
Out of a world so very strange;
Sometimes everything is so weird,
But in the next stage it’s normal again,
And you accept everything,
Roll with the movements,
As you get sucked into new vents.
January 23, 2003
SO SAD
Sad to know I love you so,
Yet have to go cause you and me both know,
You’d never be faithful,
Though I supposedly make you full.
Now I wish truly,
That you could stay and rule that line -
Hold me and me only in your arms for all time;
But you and me both know,
That you’d always turn to go -
And it’s so very sad,
Makes me cry,
Cause I fully remember all we had.
Yeah I see you,
Being normal, sweet, and wonderful,
And it stings me to know you make me so very full,
Yet I have to pull from the pull,
Cause you are a clumsy fool who’s never careful.
January 23, 2003
IF
If you turned into a rose,
Rather then a thorn -
You know me you could adorn;
January 23, 2003
TAKE A CHANCE
You are that human,
Across the sea,
Who through miraculous means,
Stole my whole away;
I do not depend on you,
But I think of you still -
Always have –
You’ve never truly been distilled;
If there was perfection -
Though you are not perfect -
There’s no denying,
You are the perfect fit;
And if you could walk up to me,
And truthfully say, “I love you and will stay,”