Poem's I Wrote
In April 2006

Chocolate sunrise

When I look at the light in your eyes, I see space, love, heart.
There is a pain in my side, Lick my lips.
Stick it in my ass, pain is of the mind.
Sleeping, slugging
Doing it It again, falling slipping, hoping
I am fall for him with a heavy heart.
Have a heart, don’t you hurt me, If you can not u must walk away,
The pain is not the same.
There is an awakening that I am just beginning to explore.
As source A mystical power locked with in.
Locked in there is a sweat, the heat, the rain, the sex.
Passion was in a key, it was locked in a box for a
100 years down by the river of my own tears.
As they stream down I am remind of the blonde haired singer
and the smell of “fresh rain”



Love, happiness, smile, sweet chocolate your going on a good ride……
 

 


I Love You..

I love you like a river so courageous and free. A babbling brook that is you and me. If people took time. They would see. I love you like a river and you can always depend on me.

     

     Broken Twice 

     

     Love is blind and I have a gun

     Love devours, enraptures, conquers, and comforts.

     It Breaths. And aches, and in the rarest form has no time, no boundaries,   

  no parts, and no limits. And exist in the mind, Heart, and sole of every     

 living being that decides to let it in.

 At the same time it brings a universe  shattering mammoth shame and dowt. That is a broken heart!!

     It is as big as ten infinities worth of space. 

The space that separates the 2 halves of a broken heart.

 When it is broken no glue or tar, no sealer what so ever can bring the 2 sides back together. 

The only thing that can bring them back together is a new piece of heart. 

Some refer to this as a rebound relationship. 

But what if you fall in love with this "person". 

The answer is it is a love that strong that life depends on it.

     Not in the physical scents. 

But in the rest of the meaning of the word LIFE.

     And the rest of life is that "I believe I can fly" attuide that love gives all of us.

 With out that feeling there is a void a Black hole, 

the broken heart.

     

     Glory Days

     

     Love is so Hard, so Real

     so Soft, so Feel

     so Kind, so Bleak

     so f.i.n.e, I will go on

     To Love again

     

     I Believe in Rivers and

     Streams that have no end

     In Lakes and Oceans

     That were born to run

     

     I feel and live for the

     day to be free from money,

     pain, and Plain old days.....

     


I am sorry scents I was 12

I am sorry I suck Dick
I am sorry I love men mom
I am sorry I will not date chicks
I am sorry u hate me mom
for now I must turn trix
I am sorry I hate men mom for they are just a bitch
I am sorry for the pain pa for I never say your face
I am sorry I need love gramps for I am just a fag
I am sorry for pain James it just will not quit
I am sorry for you rob for now u are in 6 feet deep
I am sorry for being someone u just can't kick
I am sorry for there pain but it is for Jeff, Matt and Rick
I am sorry for pride that tells u just to fuck your self
I am sorry I love to suck dick mom but u are still the same old prick!!

 

    Poem's I really like
Did not write these

   


Poem of TRUE LOVE


DOES IT MATTER?

MY FATHER ASKED IF I AM GAY
I ASKED DOES IT MATTER?
HE SAID NO NOT REALLY
I SAID YES.
HE SAID GET OUT OF MY LIFE!
...I GUESS IT MATTERED.

MY BOSS ASKED IF I AM GAY
I ASKED DOES IT MATTER?
HE SAID NO NOT REALLY
I TOLD HIM YES.
HE SAID YOU'RE FIRED, FAGGOT!
...I GUESS IT MATTERED.

MY FRIEND ASKED IF I AM GAY
I SAID DOES IT MATTER?
HE SAID NOT REALLY
I TOLD HIM YES.
HE SAID DON'T CALL ME YOUR FRIEND!
...I GUESS IT MATTERED.

MY LOVER ASKED DO YOU LOVE ME?
I ASKED DOES IT MATTER?
HE SAID YES
I TOLD HIM I LOVE YOU
HE SAID LET ME HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS!!!
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE SOMETHING MATTERS!!!

MY GOD ASKED ME DO YOU LOVE YOURSELF?
I SAID DOES IT MATTER?
HE SAID YES.
I SAID HOW CAN I LOVE MYSELF? I AM GAY!
HE SAID THAT IS WHAT I MADE YOU...!
...NOTHING AGAIN WILL EVER MATTER

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ALONE

Alone in this world
And hurt by love
There is a friend
That I have been thinking of
My heart goes out to him
I feel his suffering and grief
I wish I could comfort him
I wish I could give him relief

He is tormented by a past
That just won’t leave
Day and night
With no reprieve

His spirit is strong
But flesh can be weak
I pray he finds the solace
That he does seek

But most of all I pray
That his past will let him go
So once again he will feel love
And that love, through him, will flow...


Written 1/6/05 - © Jeremy Mendenhall

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June 24, 2008