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Save me trouble
Save me Trouble
Something seldom asked
Could you save me from yourself
And let go of our past
I want to move an inch
To leave it all behind
But I'm leaning on the line
Between regret and repent
The ball's in my court
But I'm stuck on the bench
And yet I'm hanging of the edge
To avoid getting lynched
Thats by my mind
And my heart
For my hopes and common sense
Are starting to drift apart
Pardon me for my anguish
A shot in the dark
Isn't necessarily aimless
Theres a point when I'm playing
Theres a goal when I'm working
Theres a theme when I'm saying
The only one who can save
Is the one who is three
If I had Gods eyes
What would I see?
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Over the Moon...Fork in the Road
Expecting me to falter
stagger
totter
If I leave this path
I'm most definitely a goner
I'll concord with my past
Until I'm free at last
When its all over
I'll say its been a blast
Flesh And Faith
What a cataclysmic clash
I'm sticking with the latter
I hope I outlast
For I am my alter ego
Something like Bruce Wayne
Trying to find the lingo
For expressing my pain
Change is always different
Heaven has free admission
I'm going eternal
Like the forever period
This rat has grown wings
I'm akin to a pigeon
I've one second to choose
My final and last decision
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Secondhand Phantom
He was a second hand phantom
Living off of hand me downs
Hoping to become a man
Like he was before
Broke his promise with his heart
By opening the door
"If they see me now" he says
Their jaws would hit the floor
Now he's out among the masses
Change in mood is drastic
Knowing now he loss it all
Learned more lessons than his classes
Forgive me for four letters words
He asked his peers in council
Same persistence
Meek existence
The times he tried
The times he failed
On my fingers I cant count them
Do it right
Or do it wrong
He's running out of options
Trying to run back to the door
Too much coal in his stockings
The second hand Phantom waits for the day
He once rise again
Live as if he was alive
Regain his shadows fame
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Funeral Of Frankenstine
This is the last call for Frankenstein
Behind the line I can hear the Eulogy
Though Its probably mine
A man of many faces
Tasteless
Abrasive
For those who knew him well
They could tell he had a time
From the agent he got his spine
From the archer he got his eyes
From the butcher he got his hands
From the maven he got his mind
By sight he was a specimen
No spirit, Though and Effigy
The perfect recollection
One egg less than than the recipe
Died for one time he forgot to take his medicine
Would've neglected sooner
Had he known what was ahead of him
But those same three words
The whole time steady droning
Rest in peace
Rest in peace
He got his arts from the East
Essential Oriental
Found his heart in the West
In the south he got a soul
In the North he got to rest
For those who knew him well
In his eyes they saw his hell
From the outside looking in
Made for machine gun shells
For whom the toll bells
The corpse the sweet smell
Well
He's better of dead
Laying in his bed
Waking up to the tales
----Those are a few of my poems...read them if you like...tell me what you think
Save me Trouble
Something seldom asked
Could you save me from yourself
And let go of our past
I want to move an inch
To leave it all behind
But I'm leaning on the line
Between regret and repent
The ball's in my court
But I'm stuck on the bench
And yet I'm hanging of the edge
To avoid getting lynched
Thats by my mind
And my heart
For my hopes and common sense
Are starting to drift apart
Pardon me for my anguish
A shot in the dark
Isn't necessarily aimless
Theres a point when I'm playing
Theres a goal when I'm working
Theres a theme when I'm saying
The only one who can save
Is the one who is three
If I had Gods eyes
What would I see?
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Over the Moon...Fork in the Road
Expecting me to falter
stagger
totter
If I leave this path
I'm most definitely a goner
I'll concord with my past
Until I'm free at last
When its all over
I'll say its been a blast
Flesh And Faith
What a cataclysmic clash
I'm sticking with the latter
I hope I outlast
For I am my alter ego
Something like Bruce Wayne
Trying to find the lingo
For expressing my pain
Change is always different
Heaven has free admission
I'm going eternal
Like the forever period
This rat has grown wings
I'm akin to a pigeon
I've one second to choose
My final and last decision
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Secondhand Phantom
He was a second hand phantom
Living off of hand me downs
Hoping to become a man
Like he was before
Broke his promise with his heart
By opening the door
"If they see me now" he says
Their jaws would hit the floor
Now he's out among the masses
Change in mood is drastic
Knowing now he loss it all
Learned more lessons than his classes
Forgive me for four letters words
He asked his peers in council
Same persistence
Meek existence
The times he tried
The times he failed
On my fingers I cant count them
Do it right
Or do it wrong
He's running out of options
Trying to run back to the door
Too much coal in his stockings
The second hand Phantom waits for the day
He once rise again
Live as if he was alive
Regain his shadows fame
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Funeral Of Frankenstine
This is the last call for Frankenstein
Behind the line I can hear the Eulogy
Though Its probably mine
A man of many faces
Tasteless
Abrasive
For those who knew him well
They could tell he had a time
From the agent he got his spine
From the archer he got his eyes
From the butcher he got his hands
From the maven he got his mind
By sight he was a specimen
No spirit, Though and Effigy
The perfect recollection
One egg less than than the recipe
Died for one time he forgot to take his medicine
Would've neglected sooner
Had he known what was ahead of him
But those same three words
The whole time steady droning
Rest in peace
Rest in peace
He got his arts from the East
Essential Oriental
Found his heart in the West
In the south he got a soul
In the North he got to rest
For those who knew him well
In his eyes they saw his hell
From the outside looking in
Made for machine gun shells
For whom the toll bells
The corpse the sweet smell
Well
He's better of dead
Laying in his bed
Waking up to the tales
----Those are a few of my poems...read them if you like...tell me what you think
Caroline H
Member
Topic moved to it's proper forum.
Cheyenne K
Member
I like it. You have a good rhythmn and there is excellent imagery in all of your poems. There is almost a lyrical aspect to them, particularly the first one. 
Cheyenne K
Member
Yes, whenever I can.
Cheyenne K
Member
Well, I have a lot of my more Christian poems in a topic below, if you wanted to see them.
aprillove20
Member
is a wonderful poetry. you must kept that talent and kept on using it.
i mean kept on writing a good thoughts of yours. because it will help you in the future.
i mean kept on writing a good thoughts of yours. because it will help you in the future.