"What goes on in Vegas
stays in Vegas"

When you go away
my heart is going
to change
You're going to
be gone
so far far away

I'll be home thinking
of you
To be told not
to worry
that's easy for you
to say

I won't hear from you
for hours
You'll just put your
phone away

You will be out
every night and day
this is true

To be dressing
up with the  clothes that were
chosed by you
The ones you told me you
bought
for school

From the way you
will wear your
make up
To the way you set
your hair
It'll be worn
different than
when you're
with me, here

Everyone will be looking
at you
You won't be thinking
of me

You're going with friends
this is what you
decided to do
Nobody's going to say a
word against you

You will be within
a bubble
They will close
their eyes
They will become blind
for
you're in the land
of Vegas
Where nothing their
is true

You will be drinking
You'll be dancing
You will be
gambling too
There will be a bunch
of money
all around you

People will be flirting
That's what they do
I know this
to be
I see you flirt even when
you're with me

When this happens
it will stay between
Yourself and
the
Land of Make Believe

For this is a playground of
many fantasies
What goes on
between others
no one else
will see

You're within the bubble
there's nothing I
can do
For this is Vagas the land
where people do as
they please

I know my heart is
going to change
Mary Ann
For you are so
far away

The memories will be
yours forever
I didn't share them
with you
The stories that
you'll tell
When you do
see me
Will be the stories
from the
Land of Make-Believe


From your lover
boy Danny it is
hard for me to see
To know that you're
in Vegas
So far far away
from me

I stayed awake
at night
To write this poem
to thee
It is really bothering
me
To know that you're
in the land
Of opportunity

I will end my poem
the way that It started

As it was said in
the beginning and now
at the end

"What goes on in Vegas
stays in Vegas"

Yours truly
Simba

To Celebrate ones
birthday
Is to satisfied
the one
What does one expect on
their special day
Could be the last one or many
more to come
Who is to say but the
one above

Do you give  
a kiss
Do you give
a hug
Is there a gift
Is there more
to come

Is that what is
expected.
To celebrate the one
that is
spoken of

Whether it's done
for pleasure
or just because

Should it be understood if
you're not the one

Is it just to
keep the peace
Is that the way it has
to be done

Separate Lives no
one thought
To be one of
the family
When the other
is not

My mind is running
it is full of thoughts
Am I overthinking
I will never no

To believe what
I am told
Here I Go Again
writing another
poem
talking again on
my telephone
Now I'm done it's
time to go

Simba

I fell in love with someone's other
Was it ever real
Was it the need to play a game
To fulfill what was missing

The  night came around and bit me
Call me crazy
Call me insane
The fact is it Still Remains
That I was  one of the
replacements
for
the pain in your life

In the shadows we remained
For I am not the
only one
that the name was
changed
next to the number
to deceive
the other

I finally figured out
When one was to pass
That I wouldn't be the
one you'd be with
I am the one in between.
The Pastime
The convenient one
The one you called
your love
and I called you
my lady

I'm sure he has words
for you  
As well as you
have words
for him
I knew that you
would never leave him
That he was  more than
a  forever friend

The fact is that he and I still have something in common
He and I are your lovers
He more than I
No difference that he's
Uptown
and I'm
downtown
He is the your
Chosen One

Simba

Life is very strange
I'd say.
This is where
I'll begin.

I play this scenario over and
over again.
I play it over in
my head.

I'm  writing these words
not looking for sorrow.
  Tme is short.
Time is
borrowed.
What is here today is
gone tomorrow.

People come in your life
for the moment or
for years.
Sometimes you wonder
why they appear!

They will change your direction
from what it
once was.
To now what it is.

Time changes people as
you know.
People come.
People go.
Situations will make
you grow
if you let them!

Never go backwards.
Keep moving
forward, that's
how
chapters are
written.

Be careful what you say!
Be careful what
you do.
Because, they have a way
of coming back to
haunt you.

The tongue has no bone
this is true!
What you write with
your fingers.
Can hurt you, too.
Do this, do that in
this world today.
It can be very misleading
in many ways!

For I am the misfit,
of Misfit Island.
The one that
you see.

An outcast. A survivor.
The one out to sea!
A lesson that came across
the sea breeze.
For it filled up
the sails
and put it before me.

                            Simba

By Simba

As I stand here at the ocean shore
I stand alone once more

It's been 4 years
That  I've been doing this

I wish I had you next to me
someone to kiss

I'm watching the sunrise
for the first time
in years

Feeling loneliness
sometimes I wonder why
I'm even doing this

What's the reason for
being here?

I came here to be closer
rather then be afar

I can't stand  with you
or to have you by my side
There's nothing I can do
Except hide

I know there's more to life
Than just being strangers
to each other
amongst the crowd

I watch couples hand-in-hand
walking by
I feel  barely alive

To watch the sunrise
in the sky
a little higher
A new day begins
it's 5:30 a.m.
I'm not feeling tired

So I sit here and watch
the waves
it's low tide
they're
moving away

During the beginning of
this new day
The seconds turn
into minutes
the minutes turn
into hours

Sitting on this beach
in a lonely but
peaceful array

Wanting you here
with me
wishing it wasn't
this way

To be sharing the sand,
cherishing  the view, also
the sounds of the
crashing waves  

As a couple
not strangers on this
beautiful summer day

I can go on and on
about the way that I feel  
It's not going to make
a difference
Even if you're home
or away

Knowing nothing's going
to change
For This stranger relationship
I'ts all going to remain
the same

  Undercover
just like some other face
in the crowd

You know who I am
as I'm sure
they do as well

To be aware of me and
not to be seen
with you

It's over now
I have nothing more
to say.

Simba