Untitled c. 1994 What's it like to fall in love to feel and touch what we think is real What's it like to find someone special to know that they are truly the one What's it like to lose someone you care about to know that you can never see them again … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
Makes No Sense c. 1994 There is no warmth in a cold man's heart there is no life after we part Eternity could end tomorrow or the day after We could all end our lives in tears or laughter Our last breath could be poison our last look a crime they look me up … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
Keeping up with last week's theme of bad country songs, here is another. Mother c. 1994 My mother's happiness was locked in a jar without it she couldn't go far The pills were like candy she always had them handy Til the day that they were gone we never thought anything was wrong … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
Little Jane c. 1994 Little Jane sang like a bird with the sweetest voice you ever heard blue eyes full of fire and she became my heart's desire In our separate worlds we rarely met our souls were one, our bodies desperate she lived inside her mind wholesome and yet kind Well Little Jane grew … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
Untitled c. 1994 She looks like an angel, or so it seems, with a head full of thoughts, and a heart full of dreams. Her voice is a whisper, softer than the evening sky, a smile like no other, and gentle eyes. Her eyes of blue and locks of the sun, she is silent; she … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
Only If... (c. 1994) Only if love was meant to last it wold linger long after a night Only if we were meant to live in the past our memories would dance in candlelight Only if the sun wasn't meant to glow we'd not be cozy or warm Or if only the wind was meant to blow … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
Untitled (c. 1994) She was my angel my one and only girl and if I could I'd give her the world But my baby grew too fast her childhood is now just a thing of the past she's out on her own How many tears have I cried? How many times to myself I have … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
Little Girl (c. 1994) Little girl, she had a mom and a dad so she learned to love everyone she had Taught to fear no one and her parents said, "Little gir, go have fun." and she didn't worry none Little girl, not so little anymore she forgot what laughing and loving was for … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
There's a reason I call this bad poetry Friday. This really sucks. Alone (c. 1994) She waits for a letter or the phone to ring To hear a voice and the news it brings Nobody writes and nobody calls So it seems that nobody cares at all She does not exist … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Bad Poetry Friday
Crazy (c. 1994) The world is spinning fast She doesn't think she'll last any longer Her smile is gone she feels so alone Nothing you could do or say could chase the pain away She snaps and screams words hateful and obscene She knows this feeling well she won't come our of her shell The … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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