Lovepoetry

My One True Love

Throughout my short existence,
I've found but one true love,
Someone who fits me perfectly,
Just like a rubber glove.

This person is someone I trust,
Someone who's always there,
Someone who I can turn to,
Through darkness and despair.

I've known since I first met her,
I love her oh so much,
I long for her to love me,
And to feel her gentle touch.

She says that she still loves me,
Yet just wants to be my friend,
But I know that I'll still love her,
Until the very end.

I wish that I could have her,
As my very own,
But I guess I had my chance,
And I guess that chance was blown.

This girl I love so very much,
Means more to me than ever,
And I hope deep down inside,
That one day we'll be together.

Justin

Lost Love

They say memories are golden
Well may be that is true
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you

A million times I needed you
A million times I cried
If love alone could have saved you
You never would have died

In life I loved you already
In death I love you still
In my heart you have a place
No one could ever fill

If tears could built a stairway
And heartache makes a lane
I would walk the path to heaven
And bring you back again

Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same
But if God calls us one,
The chain will link again

Umar Sardar

The Best of the Bucket!

And then I spied with my little eye... you.
Leave me alone.
It's like comparing apples to igneous rocks.

I often wonder about these little pestering flies.
The flowers on top of the volcano bloomed.
Me too.

The unicorn's horn is three feet long.
And Natalie's bosom heaves.
Pterodactly quack attack.

Teddy bears are fluffly.
Don't tell me no.
Make me believe in fate.

I have to let you go.
And the mouse took the cheese. The end.
Ouch.

I waited on you til my toes turned blue.
Thunder shakes my soul to pieces.
I hate mushrooms.

You stole my honeydew melon.
What did you say?
My dog is dead.

You make me breathless.
Don't touch me!
My brain is mush.

Green, green frog.
I met a pieman.
It all comes back to haunt you.

Itchy face.
It tastes like it's a raspberry something or other.
I didn't like the look on his face.

I stand alone in the world waiting, anticipating.
A murderous look.
I hope this works.

I like coffee, so do you.
Cheecha choocha.
I love soup.

Debbie does Dallas.
I oftentimes leap at the sight of your hands.
Henry's chicken loves pizza.

Climb the stars to my bedroom window.
A stab in the back.
It's good to be home.

Who's in charge? Boquino!
Dammit, I can't see!
Once in awhile, everything goes awry.

The phone is ringing.
Unga bunga bingy bunga.
Hop away little frog!

Eeny meeny miny mo,
Kiss me til it hurts, baby!
I'll never feel the same again.

Hallelujah!
My cat is eating.
I cry for the identity of my very own silouhette.

Muchacha cucaracha en mi zapata.
Canteloupes rolling down a hill.
I feel you in my esophogus.

Who put the cat in blender?
Jum nia bingi!
Scooby farts dust.

Unknown

Flying

I spread my wings wide� wide� wide�
So wide I wanted to swallow the sky
Into the great wide open.
It's difficult but we're copin'
And we're doin' it without dopin'.
The palms sing in the wind tonight
And I thought it was raining.
As the workday go by looking dismayed
Wondering how much longer till I end this day.
The hours creep by at a petty pace,
I continue to run this hopeless race.
I know I cannot continue this reckless pace
How can I escape the chase of this timeless face
When I see a dead-end road
And know Heaven can be no other place--
Thinking of all the poets being together
Listening, thinking, and writing together
Will planes fly then that fly today
Or smash together� in Y2K?
Will there be a sky above
Or will the pot of gold be love?
I don't think so!
Love won't be weighted, measured, or contained in anything!
And the night will be filled with laughter and the cares
That infest the day will fold their tents like the Arabs and silently steal away.
Go Omar!
And whisper in ancient tongues words that lightly fade
Into the darkness understood riddles that words play

Unknown

Rainbow

When my eyelashes flip
I feel a tumble of lemon drops flow through my spine.
Dripping, feeling, laughter of thoughts, hide me within your veins--
Hide me now, in the signature of an angel.
Blanketed in the shimmering silver shadow,
Warmed by feathery breath,
My supple lips part with anticipation--
Softly, waiting like the flutter of cotton.
She sat stoic and unmoving while
I trembled with anticipation and lust.
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big-a pizza pie-that's amore.
Elio's pizza goes blub blub blub.
Pano's pizza goes ffff ffff fffffff.
I didn't get no damn pizza
And I'm really pithed
With my helmet on my head,
My face turned brilliant red.
But when I whistled for a cab,
I caught a bus instead.
The ride was bumpy
So I slept all the way
To end the day.
What a feeling of dismay.
O tomorrow! Tomorrow! Sunrise surprise me with another day
Bright with triumphant smile and happy yellow rays.
He always changes his ways
And we go our separate ways.
The stars came out and the sky engulfed me.
Lifted up, arms wide open, I was finally free.
Revealing nothing, keeping everything to himself he sits.
Without love? Without belief?
I have nothing more sacred than thoughts bled across a page.
Summer breeze take me back to the days when childhood
Dreams and fantasies still had a hold on my soul.
I fight your siren's call with my back pressed firm 'gainst this, my portcolus,
The same bunt by self and enemies thereof, capture my heart; by my hand alone it falls.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
My mask eats my skin fading truth,
A barbwired voice.
Some say the earth is flat; some say it's spherical,
But if you sail out and don't fall of, then it's a miracle.
Miracles are rare, while raging storms mar the way.
Only a true heart can show the way through the dark night.

Uknown

Raining
My windshield wipers slide back and forth
To the rhythm of the pouring rain.
Pitter pitter pitter
Patter-
Of light, whispering footsteps on the carpet.
A voice-
It's the sound of my sweetheart, stirring beside me,
As a silver lightning bolt lances to the earth in the distance.
Wet strawberries dance
On the hard cement of UNF.
I hit my face.
For a long time I layed there
Wondering what the day would bring,
What decision I should make,
And how can I abide by it
When all I want is to be with you again,
To hold me, to love me, to kiss me.
But my maker has called my name here in the rain.
I should go but I'll not, who is the blame?
I'll just stay awhile and see what transpires next.
I'll just keep my cheek pressed against the cool window pane
And wait for it to go numb and my tea to grow cold.
It can be rented or it can be sold
But it cannot be kept, cannot be held
Without destroying the keeper and the kept.
Through the dungeon the dragon crept
Out to save his jewels and gold
And his name was Marcus,
A man no one loved.

Unknown