Friday nights and street lights
Eye candies and freak shows
Friends, friends of friends
And strangers you don't know
But loneliness takes grip
Among the quips and the chatter
Is this really fulfilling
Does this truly matter?
No, it does not matter, as long as your love is with you,,
Really, How much better could a person hope to do??
Arm in arm, Swaying close to an old tune you once knew,
Does it get any better than that? Is there anything more cool?
Friends? They're fun enough, So please dont get me wrong,,
But holding your Honey-bear close, Whispering her fav song?
Man, that will be a sweet memory that lasts life long,
So love that gal, Dance with her, Keep the love strong,,
Dance with your Lady in the Wally-World parking lot,,
Give that pretty girl every little thing you've got,,
Don't ever let this opportunity pass you by in a haze,,
You will never regret this the rest of your born days,,
For if you let this good time simply fly by, or pass,,
You'll regret it for sure, and she'll probably kick your a_s!!
FUN & FANCY FREE BY ME ~ BRIANODES
O how I like to be ~ Fun & Fancy Free
Out at night in the bright moonlight
And ready for a spree !
Dancing shoes upon my feet
A GIRL would make my night complete
Trim slim (time spent with GYM) and neat
We'd dance and prance 'til dawn
Then dine at Wendy's with a yawn
To pay for it my watch I'll pawn
I'm Fun and Fancy Free !
Aye then lets party hardy, and drink like fools,,
Dance the streets, and then break all the rules,,
Take your gal, and hillbillify the dance floor..
Spin round, and round, till she can dance no more,,
Its alright every now, and then to trip the live,,
In every day mundane life this is how we survive,,
At times we wrangle the Sunday best from the moths,
Ah, but do not forget to weigh each, and of the costs,,
Remember, drinking, and dancing with devil may care,,
At times leads to yacking on throne, in one's underwear!!
I'm simply confused by the patterns
But amused by the randomness
Saturn, Jupiter, Venus, Uranus
Here's some more randomness, it's out of this world
Hurled upon this fusion of poets galore,
And now I shall wait for more.
Live in the moment, for they always end
But never fail to realize your potential
There will be many parties you can attend
Enjoy them as they come, yet don't stay amble
Life is filled with many kinds of opportunities
Find your passion and that future we must seize
There may be no future to seize, and very soon,,
For the planet, and humans, its nearly high noon,,
Its all well and good to have a wild old time,,
But the party's nearing its end, yours, and mine,,
Some think that it already may be too late,,
As a species we are now endangered, Not great!!
The planet has been good to us, and we need act,,
Or we are going the way of the dodo, n that's a fact!!
If you do not believe it, Look round and see,,
Its in the 70's in the middle of February!!
February, May; it's all the same
And I'd dare blame climate change
If only the Repubs would not shame me for it
And bore it justice in the form of acceptance
Anyway, how is your day going?
I'm showing a tendency towards rending
This fusion poem asunder like Atlantis
In the Pacific Ocean from which it bore it's name
Or so said a Republican somewhere, I'd say
Ay yea moor on track art the lights of thy streets ,,
Whilst the fairer amorous rite thither, The Lady repletes,,
I shalt join thee joyous in heart, and fleet afoot,,
Thou needeth but clepe, This sir shalt thus did output,,
This mine lief thou can taketh heart, and count on me,,
On this I giveth mine own holidam, Mine own decree,,
Together we shalt quip and dance til thy coming dawn ,,
And thee mine lief, Thou wilt with me cometh 'long,,
How well I know that lonely feeling
Under the lights so awfully glaring.
Deep in the shadows hiding my soul.
Lonely, so lonely, and no where to go.
To stay there and hide does no one good.
Come into the daylight. Do what you should
to make your world better, one thing at a time.
Our children are hoping. It's your world and mine.
So stop the fracking, the hacking you do.
Think about the Earth, you live here too.
Ay we liveth hither, yet we taketh our jewel for did grant we do,
I very much believeth we did win't did quit until every drop of oil's did use.
By then the air wilt beest far too filthy to breathe,
For drinking water we wilt beest begging on our knees,
How can we did let this befall? This quite quaint earth destroyed?
We needeth to crisp 't up, Our minds working newly employed.
If 't be true we doth not, and if 't be true we leaveth our wonderful earth go,
Our children wilt not liveth full liveth, and this chance we'll blow.