Grandpa

Grandpa? How could this be/how could sickness make you so weak?/damn I thought you was superman/like no other man nothing could stop you/as you lay in that hospital bed/things pop into my head of all the great times we had with each other/from when u use to drive charter buses and pick me up to ride with u when I was 8/damn I miss my youth/or the time when I was 10 u bought me football cleats jus so I can have a name brand pair/u would always share anything you had with me/you are my road dogg/and to this day I can't ride to lake erie without/as u lay I knw it wnt b long "g-pops" b4 u back at one/this aint a poem but a letter for u when you come home/i still remember when u use to say "get a comb to that head boy!"/or "you better not bring no chicken heads in this house/or the time we chased that mouse out of the garage/damn I miss are youth/you taught me to be a man/and to stand on my own to feet/yea imma share this with friends/but they will never understand the pain I feel/i always seem to b running over hills of joy/but when I get to the other side I cry and pray for you every night!/and dnt worry you'll be back home again/rt in time for the family picnic/yup back to playing spades again/yup back to beating me in chess again/as I write this the tears are coming down my face/but as I stare in space u r still superman to me!/God got u kid,and if he says its time to go,then its time to go/but one things for sure/il always love you "g-pops"/youll pull out of this and be stronger then ever!/in fact you'll b better/from the time I talk to u till the time I give u a hug/i hope its not the last time/as u grab my hand I can feel your strength coming back/and like superman you'll fly again/your my best friend and I love you........

Love Huh

i dnt even knw you/but you hop in front of me/i never seen you befor/but you claim you known me for years/im that feeling you've had in your life b4/oh you must be talking about anger/love?????get the hell out of here/i tried that love thing and it didnt workout/so now you saying you know me/the love i knw is heartless like Kanye/the love i knw is ruthless/yeah im talking bout you love/my ex cheated on me and then said she loved me/is that how love feels/if so then i need time to chill/love is a lost feeling that i dnt want back/my love is like a QB who jus got sacked/yeah that feeling i dnt want backin fact i tossed it in lake erie and let it freeze/take a break love and chill with the tease/you can fish it out if you like/and mayb youll get a bit/in the mean time, keep that love out of my sight.........


love is definetly something that everyone wants and some need. the issue with loveis its used in so many ways but the way it should and you get trapped in the fact thatlove is bigger then letting it pop out of your mouth. rather you have been cheated on or you jus have beendumped it still hurts. ive had some rough times in life with love and its hard to move on. writing these poems helps me ease my mind about the issue, hoping for a better chance at love..........

Her Eyes

As I sit across from her/looking into her beautiful eyes/i see a smile on my face the size of America/i think to myself this can't be right/im doin things I said I'd never do/damn I realize what it is/its taken over like Kobe in the 4th/im trying to fight it,trying to play my best Bruce Bowen D/man it aint working as she blows past me/as I look deeper into her eyes I try to recover/but she moving fast/in a split second I reach like Raja Bell/oh no she has a open lane and I can see the end result/as I feel the breeze of her waving her hand in my face she leaps/up in the air with all her mite/she slams harder then shaq/as I take the ball I look down and realize/that feeling taken over/well it was ..............

7 Day Type Of Love....

I want that 7 days a week kind of love/that monday type of love/where she dnt want me to go to wrok/so we can enjoy each others perks/that tuesday type of love/where she can't wait 4 me to come home/so I can get in her dome/that wednesday type of love/when I'm out all night with the boys/and she's at home with her toys/that thursday type of love/when she waiting for my check/that T.G.I.F type of love/where we kick it till the sun come up on that saturday type of love/you knw how you spend all day in the mall/while I wait in the hall/that sunday type of love/where we atted church and praise God together/only to return to that monday type of love/this time I'm staying home tho.........