| Welcome to the Poetry Borer |
| " You " You mean the world to me This even you should see You fill my soul with delight My eyes you've given second sight You make me feel like number one You make everyday more fun You care for me and my daughter She loves you no matter what you bought her I'll love you always no matter what you do Whatever the rough we'll see it through I would surely die if ever we'd part I pray that agony shall never start How could I make it ?What would I do? I don't know anything but YOU. By,T.M.Knopsnyder For Marny |
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| " The Definition of Love " Love is always being together Love is always making it better Love is seeing things through Love is me & YOU Love is taking a chance Love is making a stance Love is always being there Love is learning to care Love is a never ending job Love is not a name like Rick or Bob Love is a word to describe what i feel inside By T,M,Knopsnyder For Marny |
| " Real Love is Forever" Brandon Lee The Crow |
| " Suicide of Reicarnation " Thoughts of morning Thoughts of rain Thoughts of me on the window pane Should I leap into the distance ? Could I fly for instance? Would you cry over my parting ? Would my agony be ending or starting ? Out of fear would I shake or quiver ? In death would my soul shiver? As I lay lifeless on the ground My own blood scattered all around Absorbing into the earth Preparing for my rebirth Who will I be after reanimation ? Or is this all some sort of fabrication ? Suicide of Reincarnation. By T.M.Knopsnyder |
| " Self Mutilating Bliss " Pain ,in your mind and in your heart Ripping and tearing your world apart What can one do to cope with this ache Too the real world and my friends Happiness fake I sit alone , focusing on my throe As I feel my emotions grow I reach for a ciggarette To manipulate my torture like a marionette. I feel the blistering sensation not of pain But a release keeping me sane How 'bout a bat accross the chest Or a hanger it stings best For the moment the world is gone As I walk the meadows of a blissful dawn Again I can face my fears But knowing again will come the tears... By T.M.Knopsnyder |
| " Someday you to will know my pain" |
| " Celebration of the Lizard " once I had, a little game I liked too crawl ,back in my brain I think you know ,the game i mean I mean the game ,called go insane Now you should try ,this little game just close your eyes ,forget your name forget the world ,forget the people and we'll erect a ,different steeple This little game, is fun to do just close your eyes, noway to lose now I'm right here, I'm going to release control, we're breaking through burrow back,into the brain way back past ,the realm of pain back where ,there's never any rain By James Douglas Morrison (the Doors) |
| To Love you ,is my duty For I am blinded , by your beuaty To see you smile I'd crawl a hundred plus a mile To your big brown eyes From wich I could see through the thickest disguise To your soft lips ,so gentle It could make ELVIS go mental To your hands,so caring You'de never know they are so daring To your laugh ,so unique and styled It can make ,my heart go wild To your dimples,slight and overlooked But when I saw the first one I was hooked To your heart ,so full of love and pain If it were to stop I'd go insane To your voice, so gentle and sweet To hear it ,knocks me from my feet To your knowledge ,so vast and expanded The Army and a Vet ,you've been branded But why this simple man begs Is your slim and perfect Legs. By T.M.Knopsnyder For Marny 09/19/03 |
| To Your Beuaty |
| " Kiss Me " These days alone ,I sit and think 'Bout when you were home ,makes my heart sink. Plenty of other things to do For me ,I just think of you . Trying to make sense of all this And all I want ,is a simple kiss. As I sit and watch,Sam in bed Thoughts of her & you ,run through my head. At the kitchen table , I sit and stare Hold back my tears , at your empty chair. On our couch ,I watch T.V. Look to my right , you're not with me. As I lay in bed,when sleep does arrive I pray ,and thank God you're alive. I go to work , day or night To come to this place , without any light . You are not here , for a Loving hug Or when I sleep in , to give me a tug . I cannot help, but feel all alone For this is just a house , no longer a home. If you were here , you would see This Nightmare would end , and you'de KISS ME .. By T.M.Knopsnyder for Marny 09/28/03 |
| He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams . By W.B.Yeats |
| "First Love" I ne'er was struck before that hour With love so sudden and so sweet. Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower And stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale, a deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away, And when she looked what could I ail My life and all seemed turned to clay. And then my blood rushed to my face And took my eyesight quite away. The trees and bushes round the place Seemed midnight at noonday. I could not see a single thing, Words from my eyes did start. They spoke as chords do from the string, And blood burnt round my heart. Are flowers the winter's choice Is love's bed always snow She seemed to hear my silent voice Not love appeals to know. I never saw so sweet a face As that I stood before. My heart has left its dwelling place And can return no more. By John Clare |
| This song is "Garth Brooks The Dance " |
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| Since my baby left me \ this is my place to dwell |