Some Guardian Angels are drinking
Some are doing *******
Some are dancing in the rain
They call some people bipolar but that sounds excessively bipolar
But that's what the Angels are doing
The balanced mixture of great elation and immense displeasure
I wonder why it's this way?
I have to ask God
But he's busy with his press conferences
The poor man is tired, give him some slack
Or her, hell who knows
I'm equally good with both.

Maybe my words are filled with smoke
But the regret is soaked
As my pride is soaked
These words occasionally croak
Sometimes my thinking is as hard as pine oak
Don't you ever feel like that again
I'm at fault
I'm going to be corgal with your emotions
Because I never should of hurt you in the first place
I'll bury all my frustrations and aggravation
Like it was the casualties of my own army
It's not easy to farm me
I have a rigid spirit
That can be ignorant at times
The past speaks the volume of my speakers for me.
It takes one to know one.

As her mind perspires
I'll gladly give her a reason to respire
I'll be your only squire
Treat you like a gentleman from Berkshire
Make those heartbeats higher
Dousing her sorrows
Causing her to perspire
Equidistant of both her lower appendages

I can stay alone and be just fine
But if God can send me an Angel
That's would be more than fine
That would be the absolute best
Thing that can ever happen
To someone like me

I could live in hell
And still find a way out

Life is a speeding missile
We're all used to the dismissal
You got nothing to lose
So let the the fear come loose
So it can go elsewhere
If you want something with me, tell me
Secrets should be kept secret
Unless it's this
Don't wait until it's too late
When I have a wife and potential kids
Eating on fine China plates
Make your move
I'm perpetually unaware
Or don't want to assume
So don't mark this down as doom
By not initiating anything
Because I'll give everything
When that connection occurs
I can be opened to all of the allures.

I don't hope for gifts on my Birthday anymore
Just someone to find the cure of childhood cancer
Or somebody Mother or Father to return home from Afghanistan
Remember that this life is not always about me.
Only a few will understand.

If you ask just what I need
That term is subjective if you know what to read
You won't hear me beg or plead
I'm not some puppet by a guide to read
I need your eyes on me
To keep me out of trouble
To anayzle and tell me what I'm doing wrong
That's what friends are for.

The less clothes a woman wears out in public
The less I like
My interest takes a hike
Because I like women who respect themselves
I don't want to get with you to fornicate
I'll give a million signs to indicate
I'm not that kind of man
If you asked to wait until the marriage, that is something I will comply with without question
I'm not going to be with you for your body
Making love has been disgraced
With people using others
I'm not going to be that man
I have a plan
With you
If we're dating
It's not going to be several nights of lust and be romantically devastating
It will be moments to make your life more elating
You are a woman
A being so special
You owe none of us your body or your freedom
Men are not strong creatures in this sense
You are too special to be used
I ponder if I'll ever be good enough for a self-respecting women

The most important component of a relationship
Is trust.
So brain-numbingly simple
Yet
People fail to comprehend it
Your problems will only distend
The more you hide and pretend
Don't let beauty end
Because fear has loomed irrationality over you
What strange creatures we are.

I can't keep my eyes off you
So I'll ask for them back
I hope you didn't put them on velcrow
They're delicate you know!
But you should know
That I'm always here
In case you want to be one with me
Its your choice
Its not life or death or anything
But if you want
I'm always here

Many guys want to get in your pants, but i'm trying to get in your heart.

I can't stop thinking about you (I think you're trying.)

I'm a man with too many nails on his wall
But you're the most prominent of them all
Sweet grace

He let you float in outer space alone
That's never a decision I condone
You're a down-to-earth girl
So let me bring you back down
You were just one of his picks
In his team of girls he's tricked
All these girls in this town
But you've taken control of my mind
It heals more than you'll ever know
He was the virulent lightning and I am the serene snow
You're the Angel on my Christmas tree
God has given his gift to me
I'll forget about the ones under the tree
Just smile for me
That will dissipate the scorn accumulating inside from the influence of my mind
Keep me bright
I can light candles all night
For you
A million other things I could do
But here I'm coming up with ways to impress you
There may not be many men like me
And that's how it must be
I am something truly new
Not some pawn to renew
You're not a body to *****
You're an art that made sure my horizons grew
What's a Man gotta do
To earn the trust of a delicate Angel affiliated with a society entrenched with Demons?
You are a Human being that deserves more
Making me get palpitations galore
I want to know everything about you
I don't care about the number of women I've been with
I don't focus on that
I aim to be one and done
They say we have Guardian Angels but I need my mortal one, too.
What does a man gotta do?
That is something I must ask myself
To improve
The empty space in you I can make sure is filled
Everybody needs a job to support them self but don't they know conjoining with someone as deserving as you is a whole job in itself?
Don't worry, I like working
Let me put in my hours
And devour
The blackness that he threw you in.

My dating demographic and drivers licenses have something in common
If you're not old enough for one, we don't date
I want a girl my age or old enough to be an adult
No young ones
They need to be able to survive on their own and be independent
Nothing appeals to me as much as a girl who has everything together
Sometimes I'm ***** in my words but for all the right reasons
You seem to have gotten it down
I'm more than impressed so to speak
Making my knees weak

He was the one who made sure to cheat
But i'll make sure to be the one who completes.

I can feel
the heavy pressure
none of this is getting any fresher
they've concocted an anaconda plan
that has increased the size of my black caravan
into an elongated limo
with empty seats
and a bunch of flashing lights
from cameras of people
who really could care less
i'm not looking to swindle or impress
i'm just try to address
my clear insecurities and shortcomings
it's not worth singing or humming
is it worth anything at all?
there's always something trying to stall
my improvement
somewhere
there's a more content version of myself
it's mostly likely inhabiting in the Persian
gulf
where the least amount of peace exists
arrows, guns, bullets persist
elbows, arms, knees insist
to be without
what do I have to be upset about?

Baby blue eyes
Beautiful blonde hair
Gorgeous but cautious eyes
Not a touch of make up
I'm thinking what a cutie
But even when she makes no effort older creepy guys still bother her

Excuse me, sorry if my existence perturbs you on drastic levels
I'm just breathing and thinking like everyone else
Not trying to trample all over you
I will be out of your way soon
I'll live on the other side of the Moon
To make it to my destination by noon
So nobody gets in a conflict
No implications

All you single ladies only need to know one thing when it comes to advice
It won't be like the Three Blind Mice
You must be kind and gentle
While stern and strong
Before long
You'll have men wanting to be your husband
And you'll have a hard time choosing, they'll be so many
Make sure you pick the one that best fits you
We don't need any more unsatisfied married women in the house anymore
We need some happily married women up in this joint
That's what I like to see
What I would like to be
Is her husband
Come home from the all the nonsense to see that beautiful smile?
Worth it.
Every single time
I won't let her do all the work at home
Time for me to do my part here, too
Sure, I'd love to watch the New York Giants game or play the newest Steam game over laundry and mowing
But I'll be dammed if I let her do all of it when she's tired enough already
These things I think of when we're going steady
If you ask me if I'm willing, I was already ready
To be yours forever more
They'll ask me "Who do you work for?"
And I'll gladly say
"Her."

Rushing to the scene
Helping as many people as i can see
One, two, three
Now i got to climb the trees
To rescue the cats stuck there
What a dragging cliche, you say?
I'd rather be doing this all day
Than getting angry at my problems and myself
It's a very admirable trait to have for myself
I'm not doing it for anything but out of the sheer want
Just like for the love of the game

Worship the ground
Your woman is standing on
Because the amount of guys doing so
Is declining like a recessive economy
As we're hoping for an increase in the future

When I think back of these days
Only complete elation will come forth
From the distance of Dallas to Fort Worth
That's how large my love for this is
My heart is too big to be contained
I'm not going to try and have it detained
I'm going to let it grow out and exapand
Like eternal heat
Never will I accept defeat
In this tragic but beautiful place they call Earth.

Why wish upon a star,when i can wish upon you?

They enjoy so many women throughout the weeks and months

And here I am thinking about the same one throughout all that time.

Why be in a palace of princesses when you can have one with a Queen?

One that impacts my moods and inspires my dreams

Somebody that is on your team

Until the end of time itself

Why would you want a drove of women who don't really care about you like that?

I want to be able to do what I love and come home to whom I love so deeply

She makes me joyful and easy to act weeply

What a wonderful heart that's steeply

Into hers.

A sensible man

Will long for who he loves forever.

God
I pray to thee
That you come and save me
From this boisterous hell I've been succumbed to.

Her name starts with a L
And the word of me starts with an L
Loser
At least, until she says yes

I'm just another
Hostage to the sadness
I'm just another
Soul to be ravaged
By the disgusting hands of depression
Neurons dissipate
From the taxing thoughts of displeasure
Would never want anyone to endure it
It's a maze that takes years to get through and finish
Don't let your chance of solving it diminish.

It's not a chess game
If a King doesn't have his Queen
Because I can't rule this game alone
Not without you with me

New generation of people
Rejecting the old ideals
Some of the best parts get left behind
Intentionally or unintentionally
Either way, i hate to see the best pack its bags and leave.
I am the defender of the old faith
Fending off the morbid wraiths
Trying to get me to conform.
I promise the man upstairs i'd be me
That shouldn't be such a hard commitment
But for some, that sounds like a herculean task.

You... Yes you!
You're freaking awesome
Don't forget it

You spin me like a carousel
And I've noticed you're a mademoiselle
You can always tug on my lapel
There's no story for me to sell
So those assumptions and suspicions can quell
I should start a bethel
For you and only you
Nobody else is invited
Just me, the VIP
Everyone else is an absentee
You make me feel more at ease
As my heart starts to crease
I can sell my nightmares for lease
So at least they can't be stuck to me
But you're more then welcome to be.

Making love to you
Is not all I wanna do
But its easy to think that way in this world
I just want you to know these feelings are powerful
I want to be your breeze on the surface
If that's ever a possibility between us
I hope you take that into consideration
Just give it a few days
Recuperate, drown your sorrows healithy
I'll wait until the answer is spilled

sighs forever

She's too expensive to lose
But i'm not comparing her to money
No dollar value can even come close
To how valuable she is
I really like some of the Presidents
But she's too rare to lose

Real poets support each other
And make sure they both walk out of the fire together unscathed
Changing the world in an unimaginable ways
I could go on for days
On how special that would be
To paint on a board and present it to the world
Plant the seed and watch it grow
We're waiting.

Drinking a beer of Heineken
Feeling bad for the China men
Reminiscing the days of two thousand ten
Telling stories I've heard since I was at that age
You could go on forever, always turning the page
You'd think people would appreciate these kind of days

I sent in a poem to the Poetry Foundation
And they rejected it
Calling it vague
But little do they know
That I am the Poetry Foundation!

Why Is It Always hot in here?
Oh wait, it's probably just you.
Silly me for that not being my first thought.

I sent you a letter
Because I like that personal cursive
But I never got a response back
I guess Letters are outdated for a reason
That's why companies look at them like treason
Because they're always out of season
Letters are back in the old days
And its harder to accept the rejection
I think that's why
Honestly

Depression is compression when everything around is fine
Depression is that pressure that makes it last an elongated amount of time
Depression might be
My middle name

What do my words matter?
Im just a poet
Every time i open my mouth and speak the truth it just falls out of everyones ears
People do this for years
And the foreshadowing becomes predictable

I find
Your lack of peace
Disturbing.

I won't resent you for the choice you make
But I'm one of the few people you know that's not a fake
Every breath you take
I cherish
I'll lay it out here
I'll fight, stomp and persevere
For you
No matter what
You are worth more than any jewel on this aging planet
But nobody loves you the way I do.
It's a disturbing thought
But I know the true art that lies in you
And I wish every day that I can be with it for life.
It's easy to sit on the couch
And wish you were next to me
But I'm not going to fixate on that
I must continue the foundation
I was applying before.

One, Two Four
Life can be a bore
I hardly hear myself snore
If you don't like me, hit the door
You're a tourist, I'm the detour
It's not because my favorite number is four
It's because I have no luck
I am the cement that never leaves the truck
The person that thinks he is decent but really *****
My mind is in a constant flux
If misfortune was normally regular, mine would be a Deluxe
I like game shirts, but I'll gladly wear a tux
My last name isn't Dux
But I like to feel like my situation is rare
I know that statement is bare
With logic
Maybe I should ask the Tajiks

Pick the boy who wants to be with you until forever
Where all the garments in the dresser
End up on the floor
Every night

So many want to be painted like the French Girls
But I've painted you with Angels inside my eyes
Isn't that a million times better?
Don't get me wrong, French girls have it going on
But I like to think you have that charm and purity of the Heavens above.
Anything that interrupts your happiness will see a wreaking havoc come down on them
There's an art for elation and rage.

I want to be as poetic as the Indians
But I feel trapped like the Armenians
For one to change colors of a Chameleon
They have to hold the brush in the way that's professional.

There's no way i'm letting you drown, you have too much going on for you to press the cancel button and end your days.

They say they are selfish, but really they feel the rest of the world is.

I can't blame them,it's a cold hard shell to get into. When you stay in line and people keep cutting in front of you, it's hard to get in the front every time.