Safe's Poem's.

Ok,so,This is my misery poem,hope you hate it.
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Grandma is dead,So is fred
The knife on the table,the smell of rotten maple
Fun is a misfortune,but misery is an advantage.
Oh,of course you know im obviously joking,life rocks,dont let this poem bring you down.
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Did you like that poem?Heres another one i decided to post another one,lets get on with it.
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Get up and make
as little noise as possible
as not to wake the lioness
and her cubs …
they are still on holiday
Nobody wakes up
Coast is clear
So far, so good…

I scrape the ice off my car
At minus 15 Cee
Then Drive to work
Where I learn that
My business lunch is canceled
and that I've done something last time
to the system
That made all backups impossible
But I do manage
to finish what I started today
And even get a check for it
So far, so good…

I'm Back home early
And have an impromptu visit
From the plumber
The pipes need fixing, badly
Before the building becomes
a three-story shower
Then I call out for lunch
To be delivered
while I wait for him
to get the replacements
for fifteen years of neglect
So far, so good…

All of this reminds me
Of the nightmare I had last night
of eating half-cooked lizards,
That were still moving,
At someone's insane Idea of a party.
But then I woke up
And was back, for once,
to a more pleasant reality
So far, so good...

So I type this in a hurry
On the living room computer
My laptop is now an island
With all ports closed
Holding hostage my 16 unfinished novels
Not to worry,
I burned all my stuff on a CD
A while back
Dell will offer a new solution for a price
And this time I have the money to buy
So far, so Good...

I wonder briefly,
Thinking of you,
If I will remember any of this
When I'm fifty, sixty, seventy?
How will my perception change
Or will it ever?
Will I still be me?
If so
Will I have the means
to shrug it off,
looking at gain
more than loss,
Saying of my life,
As I always do...
So far, so good?
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Meh,as you can see,this is the invididual poem i put ALOT of work into.

Now might be the time you would close this down,if you dont,oh well,who cares? Heres 5 more.
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Our Love
Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.
But will the spider remember, or the sun?
Did the water capture our faces in permanence?
Does the wind create us anew as it blows?
Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them?
Our secret been revealed.
Yet I have told no other.
I write these words in silence, in mute testimony
To what once was.
But our image remains alive in this place.
It can not be removed.
You, me,
We then,
Were here.
We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow.
We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise.
We were not liars,
But thieves of time.
For now time has now forgotten us,
Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers
This place that was ours.
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Falling Away
I am bored with love
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity

Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two by fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone

Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed
our bodies to become
another pair of hollow shadows
that make love to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the roses are dying
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Your Lies
Funny when things never change
Even when you say they will
But while your off screwing him
My life is standing still

You tell me that you love me
When I go to leave
You tell me I'm your only one
And I let myself believe

I know that you are using me
But you'll never let me go
I know that you don't love me
I know I'm just for show

I don't know If I can stand
To see you love another bastard
You know that you broke my heart
You know that your my world

But while your standing by my side
I'll believe your lies forever
Cause everything seems so perfect
When we are together
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Autumn Times
Autumn breeze frigidly touches ailing dreadful lives
Harshly darkness quietly surrounds the broken souls
Mellow serenades that once played between hearts
Pathetically have transformed into bitter sad songs

Somewhere beyond the flossy clouds
Cupid has lost his romancing arrows
Plays sad sonorous tunes on his bow
Dedicated to all weepy lonely hearts

Howling chilly wind blows through the mist
Sounds of sorrow spread allover the place
Fuzzy humid air submerges the inner lust
Lives decay slowly as the autumn leaves fall...
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If you have read up to here,i respect you,hope you liked my poems. ~Jack Crail(Safe)

Thought you were called Taylor, or Joe... e.e

A_S wrote:Thought you were called Taylor, or Joe... e.e

Look,siwel,if you havnt noticed for the last 4 month's i've known you,I lied,you have to go on with sarcasm and prove me wrong with hardly everything you say,i get it,we dont get along,but you cant accept the fact you go on about a topic i've lied about,it just has to stop,man..Anyway,this section is for comments on my poems and compliments,not personal short sentences,PM me if you wanted to tell me next time.