Foreverlord• Show poetry

the thing about me, is im down to earth and say wut I feel. So forgive me if I dont comment on too many "poems" for as I said in one of my peaces. "why do I think so much?.... Sheer Poetry" and that is wut I mean. When I write, its wut I feel. to say that someone thinks or feels better or worse then someone else is wrong!

Im pretty even tempered and easy going. Im down with chillin or going out. what ever comes up. love to have fun and the biggest influence in my life is music. I cant live without it and can barely live with it sometimes. Hope you enjoy my stuff, and hit me up. I hate these profile thingies. If ya wanna know me the best way is to ask!


"A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs
To a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face

A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Then following this single point , this single flame,
The single haunted memory of your face

I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head

I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune's child to judge another's crimes
Or wear this pilgrim's cloak, or be a common thief
I've kept this single faith, I have but one belief

I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
'Til you love me"

--Sting