Men

the men i love

because he has a crooked tooth

because he is tall and built

because he's short and frumpy

because he's bald

because he's a great fiance

because he's understanding

because he's kind

because he laughs with me

because he cries with me

because he empties the trash for me

because he leaves his dirty dishes in the sink

because he's comfortable when he's with me

because he listens

because he is resilient

because he is cunning

because he is so ugly in the morning and

it makes me feel prettier, and he doesn't even 

care

 because he farts and blames it on me

because he bails me out when i'm down in the dumps

because he has a dimple on one cheek only

because he has nice cheeks***   ;-)

because he smells good

because he has body odor

because he's smart

because he failed the driver's test 4 times in a week

because he dropped out of highschool

because he kissed my forehead when i needed it kissed

because he kissed my ass when i was being a bitch

because he outsmarts people 

because he's a great fiance

because he's the best dad

because he's the best brother in the world

because he is the best friend i ever had

because he's obese

because he's not perfect

because he's perfectly himself

because he works hard

because he tries hard

because he never gives up 

because he loves my cooking

because his hands fit perfectly on my waist

because he eats like a pig

because he snores

because he leaves the toilet seat down

because he hurt my feelings

because he loves me

because i love loving him

because he is a man

 

 

 

3:05 AM 7/6/2013

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

men are always writing women the most beautiful poems of love... just listing all the reasons men are lovable...good bad and in between!

Lunar Lion

Be aware of
Your motives,
Because I lend you my

 

Kindness,

 

I am not a talisman
To protect you
From your own

 

Blindness,

 

Accounting for self
Can mean
Claiming your true

 

Value,

 

Your beauty can't
Shine if no one
Can see through

 

YOU,

 

Do not make
Promises,
Or demean my

 

Compassion,

 

Don't underestimate
My desires
In that

 

Fashion,

 

I am a woman
That has
Seized her true

 

Prowess,

 

If you don't
Mind I'd love
Being friends without

 

Cowardice.

 

 

4:05 PM 6/17/2013 ©

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Most people aren't as scary as their roar. Being youself goes a long way. It is not the easiest thing to do in writing always.

and i want love to hold your soul

i want to take you for a ride

through the mountains,
watch the sun go down

beneath the shade of evergreens,
and make a wish upon the first star we see

under the moonlit sky,
and on the way home,

i want to buy you an ice cream cone,
and i want you to hold mine for me,

as i drive through the streets,
because next to you, my love,

i am mesmerized,

just as i was on the very first day,
by the twinkling light

dancing in your eyes.

 

i want to pull in the driveway
and feel you smile inside

when you hear the dog bark,
and are at last assured i was comforted,

despite your absence,
by an unconditional love,

equal to that you have given me
for so many years,

immeasurable among the reasoning

of common people,
your love has been a gift of inexplicable worth,

that shallow men cannot fathom.

 

i want to watch as these ties of love,

having bound us so close,
manifest all the years of deep committment

while we bask in those first hours

that unfold our new beginning.

 

i want to touch your lips
and feel the warmth of your breath upon my fingertips,
feel my heartbeat jump into my throat
and my eyes become as magnets to yours,
and melt away the scornful words of men
that sought to tear your manhood down,
relentless and bitter cruelty leaving scars
without a sound to human ears,
but sure as the sun shines in the sky,
wounds real hearts can hear.

 

i want to feel your flesh on mine,
as my mouth touches every part,
and trade the place i keep in my mind,
for a journey into your heart,
i'll tell you every longing
as each breath becomes desire,
unspoken, though well understood,
as love takes ahold of our fire.

 

i want to hold your soul
in love's embrace,

too much time denied,
because to me, my love,
you're just that precious,
i don't want to change

what is shining inside,
and with time we'll journey on this road,
the good things and the bad,
and know that little can lead us astray,
because the worst has already been had.

 

and so that is what i want... i want love to hold your soul.

 

 

11:58 PM 6/13/2013 ©

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Love Sonnet #1001

 

 

 

marriage

one out of
every two
means to me
that we need
to start trying
to accept each
other for
what we are,
or just stop
doing it.

 

6:10 PM 5/6/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

about males and females.

Thirteen Issues

Folder: 
2012

I saw your white stained teeth

Through the black scruff

And tobacco-stench breath

You kissed me on the nose

In the back of your mother’s car

And slowly, I descended with grace

And after all these years all I have learned from you:

What is gone, may never asphyxiate 

 

Elder Manifesto

Folder: 
2013

The perfect tides of perfect days, how silently they sweep away,

the truth which I have yet to know and honesty that cannot grow.

For hidden in the hearts of men, a secret that we must defend.

That those who are not, cannot be led by those with silence in their head.

But deep within the minds they know, how kindness and truth must too bestow. 

 

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The Animal Called Man

The animal called man, reasons, aspires, climbs great heights,
He conjures up storms in his mind, his passions, his righteousness,
Makes blazing fires that steal the night, turns days into weeks,
Wraps them up tight, inventions sometimes bewitching his sight,
His creations can mold him, grow old with him, or control him,
And time, that exists not, his domination of all he's got,
Moments of pleasure wane with his age, as he forgets
The importance of what is still, and has always been within,
And what once was a dream of melodious, resounding rapture
Grows stagnant in the well of his heart's desire,
A hodgepodge of clutter,
As the beauty of his spirit turns from golden sparkle
To greyish hues that brandish him an outer view that begs him,
Enticing him to change what has rendered his world askew.
He arrives in a place of understanding,
And in the final hours the light shines through,
Too late, as he bids it all adeiu, his final words,
"I wish I knew".

 

 

10:30 AM 4/17/2013 ©

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Humanity and industry.

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Man Vs. Woman

Altogether different, by nature draws together
One with hands of satin, the other, hands of leather.

X and Y , a different breed, by far, a different mental need
Whats physical and plants the seed
She suddenly feels the emotional lead
That he forsakes in the name of greed
Her sideways glance that he can't read
her heart that easily so can bleed
that fault of hers that he can't feed.
A man is a man, and a woman can plead.

It's as simple as that. X and Y
Accept it for what it is.
And you are his.

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How Lucky Men Are!

"How lucky men are!"

An utterance that from a girl's mind is not far!

The girl who wishes she was a man!!

But to have this wish, there is no plan!!

This "poor" girls claims...

That she is oppressed by people with no brains..

That her house she cannot leave..

Unless a "Yes" is given to this "naive"…

And she returns home after a strict time…

Or she will get a "Speech" that will ruin her prime..

Because she arrived 10 minutes late, which doesn't worth a dime!!

And when the spouse comes, she thinks it's the end of the past!!

She is happy and expects good that will last!!

A prince of love and passion!!

Who will give her freedom of life and fashion!!

BUT unfortunately, she discovers the HELL of the new rule…

The rule of the Man!! The oppressor of the fool!!!

The man who uses his manhood as a an evil tool!!

And men keep on hearing her complains…

That she carries a child, and him she blames…

Nine months of pain and torture…

Tired, and a body that feels like it was cut by a butcher!!

But no one cares that moody she becomes..

Every month she suffers from moody drums!!

But when pregnant she is made…

The mood swings do not fade!!!

When nine months are gone…

And the child arrives like a don!!

The new mom welcomes him, after in a dress she couldn't fit!!

But does she welcome him with a red carpet?!?!?!

Noooo, but does so by the loudest scream!!

That came from pain and a horrific dream!!

The girl is from the man jealous..

Who hangs out with no guard like Dennis the Menace..

And his wish is her command in marriage…

Who only "Helps" to have a child, enough said, you know the image!!

And after this…

No moodiness or numbness…

Nine months, and in his life there is no pain…

Healthy, relaxed and just thinks of the name!!

He looks at his wife…

Suffering that she hates her life…

In the waiting room, drinking coffee with a smoke..

Waiting for the child who wants life to poke!!

The mom suffers, and in the end…..

The child is named son of HIM…an unfair trend!!!!!

I say to this girl…

Respects to you, you priceless pearl!

Poetry about you should be told….

And ungrateful men to you should hold!!

The man with a girl happiness gains…

Because he is the Sultan without chains…

She works, and he takes while she is in flames!!!

BUT.......

Do you think that men are always relaxed?!

Do you think life we control and the happiness fairy we faxed!?

The man has feelings and hardships, paying life's fees!!

And he has burdens that begin as seeds…

Then end up being trees!!

So have a second thought, I beg you, please!!

At the age of thirteen, he is finally a man…

He builds for himself a future and a plan..

He struggles and struggles to have a name …

And to choose a wife, the natural aim…

From troubles he tries to get away…

But temptations surround him everyday..

Every Tom, Dick and Harry he meets…

And experiences life that him it beats…

He struggles to gain knowledge…

Fighting boring books with courage!!

He ends up getting a degree…

He gets a job, since nothing is free!!

But in the end….He curses his job…

And hates his boss, boring Bob!!

And when it's time to marry….

He hears the demands from his girl's family……

He starts going bananas and crazy……..!

The dowry, the ring, the jewels and the dress…

The wedding, the food and possibly the press!!!

Then there they are, the long bills…

Climbing on happiness, Climbing panic hills!!

And when the young kid arrives, O girl be sure…

This guy is broke, have sympathy on the poor!!!

A man can be hurt, this is a fact….

He hears painful words from this and that….

But his manhood says that "men don’t cry"…

A girl cries, but for a reason that may not cause one to die…

But if a man sheds his tears…

You should know that he is facing fears…

That with misery he is fed up…

Because he drank from life's bitter cup!!

"How lucky men are!"

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Proud of this!