Friday, July 1, 2011

Hear

My window is always left ajar
To hear if someone is in my yard

My ears are rarely plugged
To prevent myself from being mugged

My heart is strictly forbidden
Unless you have found the key I've hidden

My body is pure and untouched
Only by the man I marry will it be clutched

My mind will always be independent
Thinking differently from all the rest

My soul belongs to God alone
Jesus Christ is how He's known

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Men

I like men
I like them a lot
I like my men nice and tall
To look up to them
I like them thick and healthy
With a larger bone structure

They need to be brilliant
Way smarter than me
They need to be funny
More humorous than me

I prefer older and wiser men
To respect and admire
I prefer my own skin tone
White as the clouds

There must be love in their heart
Love like that of Jesus Christ
There must be passion in their soul
Fueled by the gift of salvation

I like men that work very hard
Never weary in doing good
I like men that like me for who I am
We love Him that first loved us
I like men and not boys

Friday, April 22, 2011

Happy

I'm so happy I could burst
It's a feeling far from the worst
This time is not the very first

It actually happens quite often
Even in the bathroom now and then
Today it occurred in the the car again

It's like an overwhelming joy
More and more of it to deploy
I'm bursting from the seems, oh boy!

Thursday, April 21, 2011

College

There's no more nails to bite
The most stressful thing is life
Fingers weren't made to chew
Now I don't know what to do


A huge exam is in the morning
Our teacher gave us the warning
The whole week was packed
Studying and test prep lacked
Only ten hours until the test
There's no time to even rest

Questions need good answers
But now my tired mind blurs
It's time to work like crazy
To prove that I am not lazy

College is like a growling beast
Not forgiving even the least
It takes captive of our brains
Causing them all sorts of pains
All we can do is try to study
Just study, study, and study

Now I sit at the round table
Feeling quite less than able
Determined to do my best
I must prepare for the test

Hello

Hello stress
We seem to meet again
Even though we are not friends

Hello zits
You seems to be alive
Because your popping yourself out of my face

Hello finals
It seems like your the cause
Despite how much I tried to avoid you

Monday, March 21, 2011

Swollen

Woke up with a swollen eye
It looks like it was from zit popping
Or like a big bug was biting

Woke up with a stiff neck
The muscles are clearly stressing
Now turning is not my thing

Woke up with a sore back
It's connected to my neck aching
Must be from some straining

Woke up with blurred vision
It must be from the eye swelling
All in the same morning

Monday, March 14, 2011

Solitude

There is beauty in solitude
The wonders of peace and quiet
The silencing of abstract noise

There is healing in solitude
The time to think and ponder
The opportunity to forgive

There is sadness in solitude
The reality of being all alone
The lack of conversation

There is wisdom in solitude
The opportunity to be silent
The skill of learning to listen

There is purpose in solitude
The value of companionship
The treasure of hope

Thursday, March 10, 2011

New

The way you look at me is refreshing
Your quick gentle smile
Dark brown eyes
Smooth rich skin
Are external parts of who you are

The inside is still an open mystery
Your name unknown
Cheerful spirit
Hopeful outlook
It leaves me longing to know more

The way I am keeps us at a distance
Waiting for your move
Acting ignorant
Keeping quiet
It's always best for the man to initiate

The chance of an 'us' is impossible
Your slender body type
The situation
Being shy
It's best to forget and move on

Boxelder Bugs

Two boxelders in my hair
They are crawling everywhere
Up and down they scour the walls
Going up higher until one falls

Once one bit me on my hand
Now on the floor they all land
A flick with the pointer finger
Now no more of them linger

Frustration

The way you treat me is absolutely frustrating
I am eternally bothered by your disrespect
Nothing will change my ill opinion of you

The only thing I get out of this friendship
Is the feeling of being used and mistreated
I will not tolerate your actions anymore

All you ever do is think of your little self
So full of it, you act like a fat filled king
You treat me like I'm your mom or pimp

Never again will this situation take place
You had three chances and now it's over
It would be a waste to try to win be back

No need to worry about this my friend
You won't notice even the slightest change
Perhaps you might think I've grown fonder

Saturday, February 26, 2011

After We Fall

She fell on her way to school
It was an accident
Her mother fell down the stairs
It was an accident
Her father fell on the steps
It was an accident

She was rushing to school
Late for her afternoon class
She forgot her entire purse
And had to drive back
Adding to her lateness
Forgetting about the ice
She wiped out on the cement
Her feet just gave way
And she was laying on her side
Right away she sprang up
A sore hip and dazed head
She never said a word

Her mother was fatigued
But she still got out of bed
Nothing would stop her now
She was going to exercise
When she went down the stairs
At the fourth to last step
She missed it and slid down
Coming to slouch at the bottom
Loudly she screamed
Obtaining everyone's attention
She just laid on the staircase
Waiting for nothing
She went on to complain
About every detail of pain
She won't stop talking
Not until everyone knows

Her father works very hard
But he is often quiet slow
Never rushing at his tasks
One day he was outside
Feeding the birds as usual
After washing the eggs
He started up the steps
A shoe was in his way
He tripped and fell
Landing flat on his face
He yelled something
Laying on the kitchen floor
He just didn't move
It was inconvenient
It was pretty rude
He made a point of it
Made sure that we all knew
That he was the one who fell

Sympathy is not fulfilling
It's pathetic if it is forced
Too much is annoying
Too little is frustrating
We can upset other people
By how we respond
To our pain or our events
We reveal our true self
Every time we fall

Friday, January 28, 2011

Quality

Seeing you always improves the quality of my day
There are many factors that make it this way
The way you say my name makes me want to stay

You're always glad to see me in public and private
Expressing your glad tidings for all the world to hear
Then you complete with an encouraging message

Like a lonely dog who runs to his master out of love
Your cheery words are like the dogs welcome bark
And bright smile like the grin and excessive drool