Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Definition of a Man


Does it take a man to admit he needs to be saved, or does it show how much of a man he is not?
Does it take a man to admit he's scared, or does a man stand strong like a rock?
Does it take a man to admit he's jealous, or should a man be secure in himself?
Does it take a man to admit he's wrong, or should a man keep his mistakes to himself?
Does it take a man to admit he's depressed, or should a man drown those feelings out with liquor and shots?
Is it ok for a man to be nervous, and feel as though his stomach is in knots?
Is it ok for a man to be afraid of love, if he's been hurt by love before?
Is it ok for a man to not like scary movies, or do all men take joy in gore?
Is it ok for a man to be insecure, or does a man think that's a woman's trait?
Is it ok for a man to be vulnerable with someone he loves, or does he never let them see him in that state?
Is it ok for a man to follow his heart, or do men only think with their mind?
Is the universal definition of a man the same, or are we all one of a kind?

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Colossal Concupiscence


I suffer from a disease of colossal concupiscence...
You may know it as an abundance of love.
Be wary as you befriend me
And remain cautious as you tread alongside me.
Most of all, do not allow yourself to subconsciously submit to fallacious feelings of immunity because we converse electronically.
This disease infects billions and kills millions...
It causes Takotsubo cardiomyopathy and innumerable tears.
The ones who must live to suffer these adverse effects of love are the most unfortunate, for it is better to have loved and cease to exist, than to have loved and forever live a life full of melancholy.
Heed my warning, for if you don't, love will make you look fatuous and the subsequent agony is inevitable.

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Lie to Me…Please


I would like for you to like me.
Please say that you do.
If you don't, just humor me.
Lie to me, make me think it’s true...

You brighten up my day,
by leaving me in the dark.
No need for dismay,
When there's never disappointment in your heart.
 
If ignorance is bliss,
I'm in a state of heaven on Earth.
I’m telling you all this
To show what your feelings for me are really worth.
 
Don't shatter my world with hurtful, little truths.
I pray you lie to me, even though you may find me uncouth.

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In Love


I think I'm in love...
Not with a person, but with so many impossible ideas...
Ideas of peace and happily ever afters,
I'm in love with the impossible idea...of love

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Stop and Smell the Roses


Stop and smell the roses…

 

Beautiful Rose, so delicate and free spirited…Always swaying whichever way the wind blows, as the sun shines upon you…Get close to Rose.  You will see there is more to her than the warmth she gives.  Her cheerfully red cheeks smile whenever you see her.  She tells you she loves you and will never leave.  Rose is there to cheer you up and tell you, you have a friend.  She arrives at your school, your job, or even your front door to surprise you and remind you how much she cares.  Sure there are others, but there’s just something special about Rose.  She smells heavenly, like springtime no matter what the season…

 

Stop and smell the roses…

 

Ah yes, Beautiful Rose, so delicate you have to watch every word you say to her and tip toe around her emotions.  So free spirited, she doesn’t care about anything you say, she’s going to do whatever she wants.  She sways this and that way, telling everyone she can’t be tied down.  And yes, the sun shines upon her, but it shines on everyone.  Yes, there is more to her than the warmth she gives, but by the time you find out what else is there, it is too late; you can’t turn back.  Rose says she loves you and will never leave you, but they are all broken promises and lies told through that smile she always shined your way.  She cheers you up and is your friend, but then leaves and you are left with only memories.  She showed up to your school, job, and home, and now you have bad memories about good places.  There’s something special about Rose, but remember there are a lot more out there.  There is a whole field to play in, don’t get so focused on one.  You say she always smells good, but sometimes when you’re so close to something, your senses get clouded.  You’re so into Rose that you don’t notice that she stinks…

 
Stop and smell the roses…




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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

What Love Feels Like

Butterflies weigh me down, Sparks fly…
Every time you come around,
My feelings for you multiply.
I think you’re the bee’s meow and the cat’s knees.
I try to tell you how I feel,
But the cat grabs my tongue at the last second just to tease.
My throat goes dry,
Like I haven’t had a drink in days.
Wish I could speak without inhibitions,
But for that I’d need to drink for days.
You probably can’t see
That I blush when I’m around you;
My face feels red,
But on the inside I feel blue.
Not because I’m sad,
But because around you it’s hard to breathe.
Feel like I’m at a disadvantage
Because I wear my heart on my sleeve
I don’t know what you’re thinking
Or if you ever think about me.
I hope you’re not into Macs,
Because I’ve always been a PC.

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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

♠♣Joker's Wild♥♦

Thought I was her Joker,
Turns out she’s into a dude named Black Jack.
He probably just wants to Poker,
She’ll sit on anyone’s head, like a snap-back.
Thought she was my Black Queen,
Turns out she had no heart.
How could I have not seen,
That she was two faced from the start?
Thought she was a magician,
She did magical things with my deck.
Turns out she lied to me like a politician,
Talking out the side of her neck.
But you know what? That’s ok,
Because I know her looks will fade.
Just like my respect for her,
And she’ll just become an Old Maid.
Now I have to Go Fish,
Because she and I weren’t a pair.
I’ll find the right girl one day,
If I get over this mal de mer
She may have won the battle,
In this game of War
But the Joker always comes out on top.
Ironic because in the end, I’ll be laughing…
Rotf