MY Poemz

Game- Why must they break my heart,
cant they see that it tears me apart?,

Ones heart may be replaced like mine,,
but to regain my trust may take some time.,

All I wanted was a love, nothing more, nothing less,
but as you found out you dared confess,

That a game was all it was meant to be,,
not even knowing what it would do to me.,

Leave me fine - Everything is gone or being taken from me,
My whole worlds topsy turvy cant they see?

The saddness and pain that I've pushed away,
they pat my back telling me its okay.

But what do they know thier live are full,
no broken family, no pain and no bull.

An important peice in my life is gone,
and all since then has gone wrong.

So who can I turn to if I trust no one?
because it's all their fault and what they've done to me.

I feeel as if even my sahdow has left,
as I stand there now two bodies cleft.

They've taken all I have, do or will care for,
but after that what else more?

My hopes, my dreamsand my dignity,
My loves, my woes and even self pity.

Sue take it all just leave me fine,
I'll stay alone, my life at decline.Leave me fine-

The precious moments-
As we layed beneathe the stars
searching for Jupiter and Mars
I noticed the twinkling in the sky's
beautifull portrait through my eyes.

The soft dark graa we lay upon
while silent hours have long since gone
In the silence you and I
stare up into the spaceous sky.

So much passion that we do not speak,
sewed deep within our hearts forever to keep.
nothing can distill a moment like this,
the stars, the silent, the blissfullness.

Sharing this precious time you and I
dare not to utter to say good bye
I hold your hand to point out a star
thats long aways and plenty afar.

But for one split second I questioned why
bright whte streake crossed the sky.
A shooting star it what it was
why we were to see it is just because.

Or was it the wish granted we wished for long ago
as I wished of now, we do not know.
Maybe its one of those precious moments
that we have captured and hae come to own it.
A once in a lifetime opportunity,
if so then it was made for you and me.

So keep ahold of these precious times
unlike the wind sway'n trhough the chimes.
Appreciated on first notice then forgottten
as if twas too pure but became rotten.

But keep ahold of it and lock it away,
in your hearts forever it will stay.
For long, always but not never,
share the precious moments now and forever.