by Kennedy Bleu
Be all the things I would have wanted to be.
And if you were to die at 42 and I at 81
I shall do the same.
Also, will make a promise to you
You are the only husband I will ever and shall ever have.
I do not ask you to promise the same.
As I only want you to be happy,
Whether that be with me or not.
But you’re the only person that ever bring me happiness.
…and you shall be you Prince Albert
Youth in Revolt
I told Sheeni I was going to befriend her,
She said to bring a flower back from hell
I told Sheeni I was going to kiss her,
She said for me to keep to myself
I told Sheeni I was going to love her,
She said it was just a summer fling
I told Sheeni I was going to marry her
She said I couldn’t afford her heart
I told Sheeni I was going to write a book about her,
She said it was a terrible idea
I told Sheeni I was going to fight for her,
She said I didn’t know what I was fighting for
Chuck
I always needed a shiny car or a diamond shape star to make you smile.
I just haven’t seen that glimpse of heaven in a while.
See you remind me of this girl I use to know named Tiffany,
We use to stay up late talking, she’d read me poetry. But
She looked more like a Brittany I once knew.
Sitting here thinking back to those days in middle school.
Thought we’d be together forever,
When you add into our equation a Trevor…
But that was a long time ago.
Sought out my flaws, dealt with you and all.
Since then I’ve been with a Kayla, Sarah, and that chick Amber you know.
And I can’t forget about that wild college time.
Met that girl Karmen at a bar, first time I had a drink of wine.
And then a couple years later I met you.
Truly, I didn’t like you at first, it’s true.
Little you beautiful but so stuck up.
And you couldn’t even remember my name
And Ever After
If I was to die today, burry me as the virgin in which I am.
Pure, clean, and unaware of a blackest night.
If I was to die tomorrow, burry me as the sinner in which I was.
Living for the now, ever fun and with no consciousness.
And I will not rerun my today, with the burdens of tomorrow
Nor will I stay on my toes for something unseen.
Thinking back...
As I walk home in this dreary days flow.
I think back to before our relationships part.
You were a liar form the word go.
From the time I told you to take my heart.
And you engraved it with such a passion.
I wonder how long it would take to scratch it off.
I’ll never know until I take action.
But who says I want to, cough cough.
As I bask in the sunlight of grief.
Trying to think of anything but him.
And your words causing all sorts of mischief.
You won’t even let it be fin.
You’re the reason it happen.
Downright your fault.
Yet you’re over reacting.
And my feelings go against everything I was taught.
This Thanksgiving
I don’t want to be the main course turkey
Don’t want everyone to adore me
Nor do I wish to be the success rice
I wish to have more than your thoughts twice
What I want to be is the macaroni
It takes a lot to complete me
That thing you have to boil then bake
Thing you have patience to make
I don’t need to be the candied yam
Don’t need to be sweeter than I am
Nor do I want to be the cranberry sauce
I want a relationship without opportunity cost
What I want to be is the macaroni
It takes a lot to complete me
That thing you have to boil then bake
Thing you have patience to make
I don’t want to be the famous stuffing
Don’t it always seem to be missing something
Nor do I wish to be the green beans
I wish to have the tiny romantic things
What I want to be is the macaroni
It takes a lot to complete me
That thing you have to boil then bake
Thing you have patience to make
In person.
I could never do this in person
All it would take is one look and I’d change my mind
But to stay in this relationship would be unkind
See were hurting each other
Lying that we care about one another
But really all you want is success
And lose me while trying to be the “best”
While I just need attention
And trying everything to get it from you is my affliction
Maybe we would do better later
At this point we just don’t have what it take to cater
To the in’s and out’s of each other’s life
There just aren’t enough joys with the strife
I could never do this in person
It would just be us in an empty hall
And I would find every excuse to stall
Because honestly I don’t want to be over
Would take the luck of a four leaf clover
But I just want things to change
That doesn’t seem to be capable in your range
You would just pass the conversation on
Too busy to even notice I’m gone
Then I would get upset
And you think “I’m sorry” is an issues reset
I could never do this in person
I would think of all the time I wasted on you
With all the ish you put me through
And then I would start yelling
With this whole elaborate speech derailing
Eventually I would start to cry
And you would already know the reason why
So you would hold me until I stop
From that point the argument would drop
I could never do this in person
Because as quickly as we fought
The ending would be brought
With me still being in-love with you
And the make-up would be swift yet true
So we would think this argument was the end
Until it all happen again
I could never do this in person
The cycle would never stop
And my love for you I could never drop
Blinded Eye
If I. Told you.
I didn’t give a damn about the way you curl your hair.
And I don’t remember half the cloths you wear.
I’ll wait for you. But I can’t wait forever.
I wipe my sleeve on blinded eye.
But I. Can tell you.
All that matters to me is the face I see.
Then with you, no place I want to be.
I’ll wait for you. But I can’t wait forever.
I wipe my sleeve on blinded eye.
Isn’t this. Our same old story.
Headline of the day, did what you want.
And still can’t get my way, not something you know.
I’ll wait for you. But I can’t wait forever.
I wipe my sleeve on blinded eye.
It’s over. You and I.
Seems like you don’t want this guy.
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So I wipe my sleeve on blinded eye
Walk out the door spread my wings.
And fly.
Mask of Love
Wearing a mask of love,
Make-up of compassion,
And the scent of deception
It hurts when you come around
Only because I know what’s under this false impression
And you acknowledge my pain.
Are aware of my sorrow
But you continue to blindly hurt me
And then kiss my wounds
Then ask if there’s things I want you to know
I love you enough to say no
Watch the gems of your mask
Dance in the sunlight of life
Astonished at your detachment
Of my emotion and strife
But now I'm letting go.
Dream. Dream Of lying next to what I need.
While thinking about things I need to let go.
Looking into eyes I know. While trying to kick an addiction I feed.
I stare at a picture of you. And listen to the radio.
Hope. Hope I can just go along with the world’s row.
If you ask me how do I do? I’ll say I’m doing just fine.
I’m just being by me. And lie to say that you’re not on my mind.
I stare at a picture of you. And listen to the radio.
Think. Think back to our conversation.
Your thoughts I thought I understood. You say we had it good.
But now I know you want alienation.
I stare at a picture of you. And listen to the radio.
Seeing. Seeing myself at a table set or two.
I go out into the heard. And I have to face the truth.
No matter what’s the word. I’m not over you.
I stare at a picture of you. And listen to the radio.
Damn. Damn you sure do it well.
And I thought you were innocent. Took my heart and threw it to hell.
You sure are magnificent. You’ll find away to do it at another sell.
I stare at a picture of you. And listen to the radio.
If. If I had the chance to renew.
I could get back on the right track. You know there’s not a thing I wouldn’t do.
I would act like, that bag you never packed. And I would have you.
I stare at a picture of you. And listen to the radio.
Once. Once this poem was true.
And running to you, I would go.
The Storytellers
You came into this world with a voice—a voice to laugh, to cry, to scream, to sing, to tell the world what matters. You have a voice that deserves to be heard.
I am inviting you to listen to the very stories surrounding you. Daring you to embrace every heartfelt moment shared. And to look into the lives that go passing by you without a single interaction.
I am inviting you to truly live your own stories. Daring you to go outside the lines society drew for you. And to look at the fine print embedded in your life.
I am inviting you into our story. Daring you to witness what two small people can change in an entire world. And to look at the after math of life.
You are inviting them into your story. Daring them to accept you. And to look at the reflection of yourself in the world.
He lovingly traced all my scars.
I went into this with countless bruises and cuts that adorned me.
And tears in my eyes.
As I appear strong really insecure and weak I be.
And a million little pieces of you my mind tries.
It’s not that I’m having trouble moving on.
My heart is closed.
All my thoughts of him are really gone.
I’m just scared of how our future goes.
And even though you never ever reopened tears of before.
Only lovingly traced all my scars.
I still find insecurities in hurt of my old tour.
But you’re not him and could never be.
I realized that. Now I see.
To Write Love On Her Arms.
*To write love on her arms.
As if to say in my arms she'll always be.
Because only there she'll be able to see.
That the outside world can't bother with
its harms.
*On his arms I write.
The sweet nothing words in permanent ink.
So they stay if he shall blink.
Because there written in love
not spite.
*Shining star at the beginning and end.
To show the path of where you’re going.
While where you've been, always knowing.
Whether that be helping hand or words
to lend.
*It's enough to speak love.
Because everyone deserves and needs it.
And for everyone it was meant.
But if you were to write love on
her arms
*It'll start something only few
know of.
Blue moon
In the coming of the moon
I brought you to my room
And it wasn't even like that
I mean it was like that
But we slept back to back
In the still of the night
I held you tight
Somehow you found a way
Head upon my chest I let you stay
I mean what could I even say
In the wake of the sun
I couldn't let go our fun
From your face touching my skin
To the lust in your eyes being forsaken
Our time together just can't mean nothing
Into the steady noon
Your presents did loom
You found every excuse not to go
And I pretended as If I didn't know
Just as your interest in me you tried not to show
Into the calm of dark
Your eyes were your nark
But it's like trying not to kiss and tell
Or a bad product you're trying to sell
Honey, you just don't lie well
Into the heaviness of night
Your emotions you tried to fight
But all it took was the slip of a hand
Then in my lap your heart did land
Now you act like you got shoes full of sand
Markell W. Maxwell
The most beautiful chocolate eyes
Glassy and clear
Attentive, that show no fear
The softest skin to ever touch
You and me
However brief the moment may be
The kindest smile to ever grace lips
Soft and bright
Makes everything feel right
The unspoken words heard so loud
Wanting and needing
Just to let the past go
Love, Lust, and M&M's
Like a friend
The wind kindly graces by
Your skin, cream and soft
As you come into sight
How I wish to be the gentle
Breeze that you feel
Like a lover
The sun slowly rises and kisses you
You’re smile, soft and bright
As it settles upon your face
How I wish to be that sunshine
Gracing your lips
Like a old flame
The rain lovingly caresses you
You’re body, taught and tone
As it washes over your frame
How I wish to be that soothing
Shower that takes you over
At This Moment
At this moment, there is only one thing I want
To lay down and have his chocolate arms around me
Where I feel the safest and loved,
There’s no place
I’d rather be
That is where I can fall asleep
Protected, guarded, without fear
And the world’s harms don’t bother me a peep
I drift slowly and surely away, yet still with him
I could never, as if I ever wanted to, get away
He stays on my mind and in my heart
Flawlessly loving me and with our hearts intertwined
We could never be apart
I sleep for ages and dream for minutes
Dream of seconds spent
Of you and I laughing hours away
And the wonderful moments that came and went
I wake to a gentle touch and a steady heart beat
The eyes of almond butter kindness
And Hershey kisses brought oh so sweet
I get up live life, then do it again
Sorry
Sorry I don’t treat you like a goddess
And I don’t see the beauty in your lies too
Sorry I don’t treat you like a princess
Like all your royal subjects do
Sorry I don’t treat you like your perfect
It must be such an inconvenience to you
I’ve heard the last of your lies,
Don’t care for all of your whys,
Because you never seem to hear my cries
Sorry I don’t see you as an angel
Through the realness I can’t see your heavenly glow
Sorry I don’t see you as a star
Their fire can burn out, you know
Sorry I don’t see you as heart
Not understandable, the beat is way too slow
I’ve heard the last of your lies,
Don’t care for all of your whys,
Because you never seem to hear my cries
Snowfall & Love
