I don't post all my poetry. Don't think anyone really does. They are a part of me that is kind of hard to reveal. It's been locked away for so long, how could anyone easily slip away back into a circle of trust? Even confidence has a shy side.
Don't expect from me what you can't expect from yourself.
sometimes i wish i could just go back in time... back to when things made since and everything was just one glowing ball of sunshine. its kind of hard to believe that time wasnt too long ago... but that is gone now, and i have to shape this hard, uneven day into a glistening tomorrow. everyone does...
*the past is just what you leave behind*
Flirting With Disaster
I've flirted with Disaster
Yeah, I've met him face to face
He was quick but I was faster
It was I who set the pace
I've kissed his full and taunting lips
I've twined myself in his arms
I've held myself against his hips
And giggled at his charms
I've eaten at his table
And stretched out upon his bed
Pushed him beyond what he was able
And toyed coyly with his head
Yeah, I've flirted with Disaster
For everybody must
While he's quick you must be faster
Or he'll leave you in the dust.
-- This is by an unknown author.
--Ok, this really amuses me, so deal with it for a little bit:
Top Ten Ways to Freak Out Your Roommate
10) Collect potatoes. Paint faces on them and give them names. Name one after your roommate. Separate your roommate's potato from the others. Wait a few days, and then bake your roommate's potato and eat it. Explain to your roommate, ''He just didn't belong.''
9) Move everything to one side of the room. Ask your roommate if he knows how much an elephant weighs, and look at the floor on the empty side of the room with concern.
8) Draw a tiny black line on your nose. Make it bigger every day. Look at it and say, ''The hair, it's growing. Growing!''
7) Buy some knives. Sharpen them every night. While you're doing so, look at your roommate and mutter, ''Soon, soon....''
6) Collect hundreds of pens and pile them on one side of the room. Keep one pencil on the other side of the room. Laugh at the pencil.
5) Tell your roommate, ''I've got an important message for you.'' Then pretend to faint. When you recover, say you can't remember what the message was. Later on, say, ''Oh, yeah, I remember!'' Pretend to faint again. Keep this up for several weeks.
4) While your roommate is out, glue your shoes to the ceiling. When your roommate walks in, sit on the floor, hold your head, and moan.
3) Make a sandwich. Don't eat it, leave it on the floor. Ignore the sandwich. Wait until your roommate gets rid of it, and then say, ''Hey, where the heck is my sandwich!?'' Complain loudly that you are hungry.
2) Every time your roommate walks in yell, ''Hooray! You're back!'' as loud as you can and dance around the room for five minutes. Afterwards, keep looking at your watch and saying, ''Shouldn't you be going somewhere?''
1) Talk back to your Rice Krispies. All of a sudden, act offended, throw the bowl on the floor and kick it. Refuse to clean it up, explaining, ''No, I want to watch them suffer.'''
Don't expect from me what you can't expect from yourself.
sometimes i wish i could just go back in time... back to when things made since and everything was just one glowing ball of sunshine. its kind of hard to believe that time wasnt too long ago... but that is gone now, and i have to shape this hard, uneven day into a glistening tomorrow. everyone does...
*the past is just what you leave behind*
Flirting With Disaster
I've flirted with Disaster
Yeah, I've met him face to face
He was quick but I was faster
It was I who set the pace
I've kissed his full and taunting lips
I've twined myself in his arms
I've held myself against his hips
And giggled at his charms
I've eaten at his table
And stretched out upon his bed
Pushed him beyond what he was able
And toyed coyly with his head
Yeah, I've flirted with Disaster
For everybody must
While he's quick you must be faster
Or he'll leave you in the dust.
-- This is by an unknown author.
--Ok, this really amuses me, so deal with it for a little bit:
Top Ten Ways to Freak Out Your Roommate
10) Collect potatoes. Paint faces on them and give them names. Name one after your roommate. Separate your roommate's potato from the others. Wait a few days, and then bake your roommate's potato and eat it. Explain to your roommate, ''He just didn't belong.''
9) Move everything to one side of the room. Ask your roommate if he knows how much an elephant weighs, and look at the floor on the empty side of the room with concern.
8) Draw a tiny black line on your nose. Make it bigger every day. Look at it and say, ''The hair, it's growing. Growing!''
7) Buy some knives. Sharpen them every night. While you're doing so, look at your roommate and mutter, ''Soon, soon....''
6) Collect hundreds of pens and pile them on one side of the room. Keep one pencil on the other side of the room. Laugh at the pencil.
5) Tell your roommate, ''I've got an important message for you.'' Then pretend to faint. When you recover, say you can't remember what the message was. Later on, say, ''Oh, yeah, I remember!'' Pretend to faint again. Keep this up for several weeks.
4) While your roommate is out, glue your shoes to the ceiling. When your roommate walks in, sit on the floor, hold your head, and moan.
3) Make a sandwich. Don't eat it, leave it on the floor. Ignore the sandwich. Wait until your roommate gets rid of it, and then say, ''Hey, where the heck is my sandwich!?'' Complain loudly that you are hungry.
2) Every time your roommate walks in yell, ''Hooray! You're back!'' as loud as you can and dance around the room for five minutes. Afterwards, keep looking at your watch and saying, ''Shouldn't you be going somewhere?''
1) Talk back to your Rice Krispies. All of a sudden, act offended, throw the bowl on the floor and kick it. Refuse to clean it up, explaining, ''No, I want to watch them suffer.'''
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i'm only here for one reason! duh.
also, it was a night under the stars...
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anaer on June 23, 2005that poem amuses me too! i wonder if it is about a person dont you? also if my room mate did those things it would freak me out too keep writing because i enjoy reading!!!!
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VentulusFamosus on June 20, 2005Thanks for your coment

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RaymondsGurl on May 26, 2005I really love him and i think im gonna try it again and i like what youi wrote thankz
