Poetic Fools And Hopeless Romantics

Poetic Fools And Hopeless Romantics Poetry. My
Heart, soul, and mind
Simply stretched out
In these complex lines

09/02/2025

I Need A Reason

I guess it has to be
The way it has to be
I can't say that I like it
Actually it bothers me

Usually though in time
People tend to see
Where truth really lies
And what it means to me

There's just not many left
That Care to pick up on the signs
And even fewer less
That will read between the lines

No point in writing poems
Cause People won't read
I need a reason left
A reason just to be

Some body give me reason
Some body give me cause
Some body give me purpose
Before it's all gone

I'm searching everyday
I'm searching all day long
I'm searching every where
Until it's all gone

No motivation left
Its all gotn up an left
Some body show me something
Show me there's something left
Some thing that's worth haven
Some thing that's worth Tha fight
Some thing that won't go away
In the middle of the night

Some one that reads the writing
That's writen on the walls
Some one that shares the meaning
The meaning of it all

08/28/2025
06/26/2025

Chinese checkers

Bird nest , gasoline
Brass, communion, tea
Fire on the steel
Stainless with no bleach
Sands but is no beach

Waves just like the water
But no shore line
Or no shells.

Walking with the tide
But haven't left house
Smiling at the tourists
And the obscenitys, from there mouth

Soveiners and hand shakes
But no contract to uphold

Coming from the empty
Point less with no mass
Pretending , like and follow
Old school rules that always last

Listen to the sounds
of the fake and lonely tries

Hard to scare the dead
who lied flat the other side

I would like to help you
with your bread & sip of wine
Alter for the sprits, of the living kind

Addict for the numbers
Equals, division every time.

Multiply the root
Added with name
Squared , minus the blood line
Math is not a game

13 in the books
You know cycles of the brain

Moon light for the candles
Just jurers with no light
PractiCal , like theres a purpose
But your guards dont even bite

Fences for the p***y
But she come see me at night
Obstruction of the finest
Rat, race, and loseing twice

The science of your fiction
Like alure, with out a hook
Banded all together,
a spineless
Empty book

Treasures can be trash
Trash I turn to treasure
Neither of the features
Bank with out check

Blank and fu***ng endless
Pi.
I always eat

Tripping to your door
Red carpet to the street
Nusince is abated
I think, maybe...Haley
You should meet

Repentance for the murders
Let the ravens out speak

They couldn't find your door
Skibleing , notes, to mark the weak
Occupation is a hazard
Technical, just a like a jet

I truly hope your smileing
The c**k pit , is out of room
Looking for the black box
After the dust goes soon

I would never be atracted
To the wastefull, wishfull lust

Only time tried valuables
Should be allowed to rust
Back in to dust

The Filling up of time
With space to crowed your mind
Undterimg of difference between
Antique and just old

Waiting. For the day to be perfect and just right.
Looking for the sunrise
But it's already night.

You can keep your lies and games
Don't try to say they joke
Practical not practicaly
The joker not a jester
Started playing checkers
Found out a game of chess

Lay your words on down
A pon at even best
Rooks just like a kight
But your horsie doesn't jump

Ring with out a queen
It's the king that you should fear
1352 .
But it's 2025

Alive and living well
Thriving for a thrill
Playing dumb ass games
Can likely get you killed ........

Testament of books
Blood of holy time
Animals and carcuses
Cups made of the bone

Continue if you like
A stone away from home ..
Written of the passage
Crumbs breaded to door
Post painted with blood
But the reaper has been called

Salem has her witch's
Texas has her saw
Killing in the fields
A masscure is just the ball
Snow white and Tinker bell ,
Cinderella it's your call

06/08/2025

The Rabbit Hole

Not all things
Are seen
By just
Eyes
Alone

Other times
You need
To see
With different
Eyes

Through the
Looking glass
Of life
The clock
Is never right

Maybe fast
Or a
Little slow

An undetermined
Path
Has no
Wrong way
To go

Stop
And let
The Flowers
Sing
Or Have
Another
Cup of tea

Some
Just
call it
Monday

But

It's a
Merry
Unbirthday
To me....

Make sure
To put
Your
Glasses
On

And
Read
Between
The lines

Reality
Is deafening
Can also
Make you
Blind

Be normal
If you
Like

But I'll choose
The Hatter
Every time

Exploration
Of the
Rabbit hole
Is a
Specially
Of mine

In search of
Wonderlands
Location
Buried
Deep within
The mind

Madness
My dear Alice
Controls
Wonderlands
Devine

06/06/2025

About Face

Blocking out the world
The hope and vision

Had, to restart so many times
I've almost lost sight of the whole mission

Fox hole , slipn
No laces on my boots
But I keep fu***ng tripn

Horse shoes and hand grenades
Shot in the dark
Rollercoaster anyway

Think I'll flip the coins
And ask stupid questions

Coins as in double

It might seam stupid
But they stay out of trouble

Almost never wrong

The math on the percent
Amusingly strong

2 out of 3
because,
fairs only fair

But is that really right

If I have to explain
Then we can call it wash

Stars and fu***ng bells
Unless I got i players on the board

But whos keeping score
The new motive of the game

I mean
You didn't fuxking win

But hears your damn prize

Excuse you though
You misspelled pride

Get in the truck
We need to take a ride

Long fu***ng drive
Until you feel the vibe

Turning fork pitch
Till it opens up your eyes

Ripples on the water
Zoning fu***ng out
Thinking of the slaughter

The magnificent
Mayham , of a true deranged mind

Who me

Naw I don't mind

Bull fu***ng s**t
You know that's a lie
Nice damn try

Camping gear packing
But I don't need a tent

Turn the damn key and disappear real quick

Most of my worst fears
Have long manifested

The material, is easy
But the time that's invested
The feelings that we're vested

Maybe its time for the unsettled & unrested
To give up the conscience
Where the morals are tested

Dig up some past
Turn flowers to grass
Skill set veted , storys most don't know
I could paint you a Birmingham
But this art , isn't for show

Maybe a hurricane
Maybe a snow
Two fuking turns
Only one way to go

Sitting at the stop light
But no words to say go
Merge into traffic
No horns will I blow

Disappearing act
Magic with out show
One more coin flip
And the dart I shall throw

Cricket is the game
Double in and out
Biting off my toung

You can guess
What it's about

06/06/2025

Lines In The Sand

You see

I Got a game plan
And im starting
To map it out
Got the Blue prints drawn up
And there Almost printed out

Time is never
A factor Cause
Im working all the time
And even when you cant see it
Im grinding in my mind
On the telephone
Same time i surf the web
As im punching out an email
In the back of my head

Everything I've learned
On how its supposed roll
And every thing I've​ learned
On how its not supposed go
I've lived to many lives
On this fu***ng s**t hole

I got to little knowledge
Inside a very big head
On the subject
Of why
All feelings
Are now dead

The ignorant wont listen
So now the wise don't speak
The Future of the issues
Are sure looking bleak

Hate
Blame
Shame
Or give it another name
Treat people like s**t And
You're bound to get the same

You cant ignore things
And expect it to, not
Mess with the human brain
I can tell you from experience
It will drive you insane

People don't care
Cause
There's this
And there's that
Everything's more important
Its only a proven fact

But don't let me be dramatic
Id sure hate to prove a point
So i guess ill shut up
And write words
With silent voice

Im getting really tired
Of drawing lines
In the sand
With that being said
From lips
Of a tired man

Just a bunch
Of wasted words

There
He goes
Rambling again

06/06/2025

Life's shore line

Creative is the mind
That can turn off its thoughts

I mean thoughts are created
When you turn off the mind

Don't mind me
Im just trying not to sink
Floating on the ocean
Right at the brink

The waves at the peak
I see the white water crash

Washing up sands
Like grains from the past

Trying to find peace
Isn't found in a shell

Hermits dwell alone
Craby is hell

Looking to the sky
My eyes start to swell

The sky changes colors
As the day fades away

Nothing seams to stay
And the memories won't go away

Guess I'll walk
The shore line
Till the rain goes away

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