Poetry

Back To One

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Slowly find her way
Back to the place where she began.
Slowly finding her way
Back to a life without her best friend.

Slowly finding her way
Back to a world that’s incomplete.
Slowly finding her way
Back to one,  no more ‘we’.

 


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Image source: Digital Art by A ~ I. R. B.
Contents compiled: December 21 2016
Originally published: December 21 2016
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


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Hogs and Cigarettes

Lyrics

1st verse:
The hog is his ‘lady’,
He stares at her with loving eyes.
She sits there waiting for his company,
Wanting him to take her for a ride.

2nd verse:
In his eyes she’s beautiful,
She’s the best girl he’s ever had.
And when he’s with her he’s in heaven
Just his ‘lady’ and the open road.

Chorus:
But at night she cries,
But at night she cries,
Because he leaves her all alone outside
And has a cigarette, keeping him warm inside.

3rd verse:
When morning comes she happy,
She can’t wait to see his smiling face.
She feels his touch on her body,
Her engine revs as her fuel fills her veins.

4th verse:
Then he climbs on board his ‘lady’,
Ready to share the miles hand-in-hand,
And as they race along the highway,
She’s wishing this day never ends.

Chorus:
Because at night she cries,
Because at night she cries,
He keeps leaving her all alone outside,
And has a cigarette, keeping him warm inside.

Bridge:
In a perfect world she’s all he needs.
In a perfect world their life is sweet.
In a perfect world he never leaves.
He never leaves.

Chorus:
But at night she cries,
But at night she cries,
Because he leaves her all alone outside,
And has a cigarette, keeping him warm inside.

Chorus:
But at night she cries,
But at night she cries,
Because he leaves her all alone outside,
And has a cigarette, keeping him warm inside.

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Image source: Digital Art by Moylom Enterprises
Contents written: October 26 2016
Originally published: October 26 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Poetry

On the edge

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This stress has to be worth something!
This frustration has to even out some how.
I’m afraid to hope
But I’d like to believe
I’m on a journey which is currently on
The edge of something wonderful.

 


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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: March 13 2017
Originally published: March 14 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


Poetry

Not a good idea

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Beef stew at 12am
Was probably
Not a good idea.

But when heartache
Takes away the appetite,
Comfort food fills the void.

It doesn’t judge.
It simply does its job.
It understands!

 


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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: December 19 2016
Originally published: December 19 2016
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard