DAMN!

What’s a woman to do

When she tells you she’s not really looking

No expectations, so many sensations, in her relations

Take her hand, speak like a man

What’s a woman to do

When she finds someone that does more for her

Love Lost

I was lonely, I was lost
I knew there was happiness, but at what cost?
I had happiness once
And now it seemed to be lost.

I had given out, I had given up
I really didn't care much if the sun came up
I was sad, I was a mess
Very uncaring, and even more depressed.

Beautifully Poetic

There it goes

tapping a my soul's window

Penetrating my emotional,

begging for release to flow

No where to go

Captively held deep within

Me vowing to never let it speak again

It, which was once my friend

Who spoke to much

revealing my secrets

Holding me in its clutch

While presumably setting me free

Poetry..........