| Poetry and Such |
| How Do I Love Thee How do I love thee? Let me count the ways I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise; I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhoods faith; I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. Elizabeth Barrett Browning ---my Favoritee!!! |
| I know "I'm Falling for You" My life was in a bad place Were my words My boyfriend not knowing what to do "I wanna be with you" I couldn't look him in the face Is what he heard This ALL because of you In one night Were back to normal now I let it all go I didn't need your lies all my emotion I really don't know how I let show But I Finally said my Goodbyes Only Too feel You see I'm Happy Once more All the hurt and pain I can laugh and smile too When he said What I didn't realise before That he felt the same Is that I'm better off Without U Together We'd never be -Me It just wouldn't work out Not knowing that I would see What his emotion was all about He decided to give up on this And go find someone else After that one special kiss He forgot how we both felt So now hes found another one To show his feelings to All the hurt and pain is done Because I never really fell for you |
| A Girl Poem-A Poem for us Ladies!! I shave my legs I don't watch movies I sit down to pee With lotz of gore and I can justify Don't need instant replay any shopping spree To remeber the score Don't go to a barber I Won't lose my hair but a beauty salon. I don't get Jock Itch I can get a massage And just cause Without a hard-on I'm assertive Don't call me a Bitch I can balance a checbook I can pump my own gas Flowers are okay I can talk to my friends but Jewellry's best about the size of my ass Look at ME you idiot... Not at my Chest!!! My Beauty's a masterpeice, and yes, it takes long. Don't call me a Girl At least I can admit A babe or a Chick To others when I'm Wrong. I never Forget, and important date I am a WOMAN You just gotta deal with it Get it? You D.... I'm usually late. |
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