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It feels like he’s cutting off my air supply

Hyperventilating, not sure how to keep from hearing good bye

Without love I’m nothing, without love I have no breath

Without him, I feel like I’ll just suffocate under the stress

Love is not boastful, nor is it proud, it’s full of patience

But how do I keep from feeling so damn anxious

It’ll be alright, it’ll be just fine, just be easy

Hoping he would just come back and free me

Maybe I am just to damn green, to me love is all I need

Letting go of the misunderstanding is easy for me to concede

Just need one reason to stay around, love is so hard to find

But I guess love is hard to combine with peace of mind

How do I go on without it, feels like a damn panic attack

The room seems to be spinning, Oh no everything is going black!!

How do I face another day, and deal with the fact

He’s gone, it’s over and I can’t get my man back….

Copyright © 2005

 

(orginially posted 12/8/06)

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My Love Poem….Enjoy

I promised myself the next poem would not be so blue

Maybe I talk about the sun breaking through summer night’s dew

Turning to kissing my love, and embracing life with you

Make love to you all day like monkeys at the zoo

Maybe not that last line let me express love more divine

How about a garden full of roses without thrones on the vines?

What about a dinner for two featuring your favorite swine

NO, not romantic enough? How about let’s get shit face off some cheap wine?

How your love poem come along so far, are you horny yet?

How about a sweet kiss from my lips with breath scented cigarettes?

I can tell you about a Mountain tops with snow capped view

Or what about that sex thing you like, the thumb in, oh is that too taboo?

Maybe I can stay away from how you hurt me with that girl last week

Dang, not really getting the romance off the ground, seems bleak

I guess your gonna have to go get a hallmark card for your passion

 Cause this style of poetry just aint my fashion..

Copyright © 2006 P.P. Vol. 1

 

(orginally posted 12/5/06)

 

Just like Pagliacci did
I try to keep my problems hid

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You finally found my worth in my absence

Blinded by all of life’s distraction

Thought my intensity was unattractive

Now knowing in your life, my essence what’s lacking

 

When I loved you, you never questioned

I applied love‘s duty to enhance your ambitions

Knowing my veneration of you thru all expression

But in the end, MY love’s work was insufficient

 

Didn’t have to be near, my love for you was secure

Distance never damn the flow, you felt my adore

In who I was to you, you’d rest assure

But I’m sorry love don’t live here anymore

 

True love last a lifetime, and the only love I produce

But with maturity, I learned it’s not a reason to take abuse

So on the shelf it goes to live it’s life as a recluse

Because I can’t allow love to be a crutch or an excuse

 

Best you can do is reach for a friendship to fall on cordiality

I hold no grudge, Pink Emerald won’t dull her brilliancy

 I thank you for your role in life’s lesson in agility

And opening a flow in me, that shines so abundantly

 

Peace© 2006

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When you were here I didn’t see you

Didn’t notice your smile

When you left me I felt empty

Couldn’t figure out why

 

 

When you loved me I was special

I could conquer the world

When you left me I was nothing

Because you weren’t my girl

 

 

When you held me I was safe

In your arm I could rest

In your love I was protected

From the chaos and mess

 

 

It was your love that rescued me

From my sorrow and pain

Gave me hope and a new direction

Gave me shelter from the rain

 

 

In restraint I can not touch you

Can’t experience your grace

Feel your kisses on my soul

And the warmth of your embrace

 

 

But in time you will re-love me

Because your love was always true

If I must wait one thousand lifetimes

This is what I must do

by Kenji

 

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Your poems are so prudy, so sexy, so alluring to read

Lines fill of dicks, clits, sexy sh*t to mentally satisfy needs

Passion, promises, zeal, line to line, mentally f*#king the mind

Must be stimulating to know mental orgies are intertwined

So many ladies at one time, you as the man is a masterful design

Bravo Mister you got them all wet, slippery, and like feens

Now what Mister, you got their attention, like puppets on a string

Is your mission accomplished? Do you take it off the page?

Do you try for distribution, or this the extent of this engage?

I guess this audience makes you happy, you are the man here

Who can mental sex you, say I love you plus sound so sincere

Give out hugs, back rubs, pour wine, carnation cost only a thin dime

But your making all these ladies feel good, and that aint no crime

So thank you for those stimulating words, and the deep coos at night

It came in handy along with the batteries waiting for my Knight

But Imma take this off screen, PC affix don’t include that black thing

Nobody can mentally get me off like you, so thanks for the fling

If by chance you want to come out behind the screen, gimme a call

You don’t have to type, imagine, I actually have them sugar walls

The contraction, the gasping, the thrusting, the loving is real

Outside the box combining mental with the feel, it’s ideal

Until then enjoy the ladies, the attention, the mental f*#ks

But Mister don’t get to caught up, find yourself sh*t outta luck

Cause if you passed me by, they’re were others just like me

But you probably so damn busy trying to find love’s guarantee

The funny part is for some reason you think it’s on screen

Copyright © 2006 P.P. Vol. 1.