Any beatles fans? wEll most of my poems are about them..i am indeed a sad obsessive dan . the kind you cross the road to avoid...ah the shame Lol anywa here are some of them Paul McCartney Brown eyed boy With chocolate essence, and a voice of 1000 angels, you soared into our hearts, and in our minds , Your seeds were planted. Forever we hear your words Sing to me my angle, and forever i am yours, for you have taken my heart, with the freocity of oceans, I will bathe in your waters, of green icy empathy. Your kindness in my minds eye breeds a new kind of innocence The fool on the hill, mother matures son, sing with me for eternity, my darling young one. George Harrison Forever Amazing, you were my poet and my miracle. When Time abandoned me on a lonely highway, I heard your song, lift me up and tear me down, And I cried for you. Beautiful, You were my yesterday and tomorrow, When I lived on the streets of devils land, You leant me your hand, and your voice. I will cry for you. Spiritual, You were my Sun and My moon, When fire burned my semblance, I soared through the heavens on your wings. I am crying for you. Immortal, You are my nothing, my everything. When I lose my path of personage, I know I will look and find your smile. I will cry with you. Sunshine Man the day you crossed the waters, the days you left behind, in a pit of nostalgia i search, hidden alleyways for your smile, but no simple hellos, can fill the viod in our souls. You looked so happy that day, when we walked beneath the palm trees, sparkling sun lighting our backs. if only it had been real, my apple scruff, my darling young one. And i know you live still, and i feel your rising sun, We will sing your song, as time goes on, and you will walk in the shadows, of our memories. A friend of yours, how long ago it seems since is have looked upon your broken tears, like rain from a cloud. Yesterday it seems has broken my tomorrow and taken in its grasp a glimpse our forgotten past. You were mine and i was yours, in a world where sorrow, knew no boundries. And what shall we say, when death walks our way, my forgotten friend. John Lennon a poem for john A caustic sence of deprivation, led us to your feet in throngs, In shades of yellow and white, We slept at the soles of your melodies. You faded away into the night, but your song remains still strong, and our mouthes are filled, with the cream of your genius, mr.moonlight, a star in the black sky, we remain grounded and you are flying high. No ringos as of yet but im working on it Ciara
wow...you are obcessed. work on making a little bit more sense and being slighty more relevant to the subject. also, quit mentioning yesterday and tomorrow.
Lol yesterday and tomorrow! hehehe i never noticed my obsessent use of the words. In my head it makes sence i guess i have to work on communicating better
