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I thought instead of making an individual thread for each of my poems ... I'd just keep adding them into the same one :) Just something I do when I'm bored ....

Hope you all enjoy.
 
Hard to Hate

For Simonne ;)

It's very hard to hate someone
When nothing wrong they do
And even harder to hate them
When this person is you

I can't hate you when your so caring
I can't hate you when you call
It really gets on my nerves
Because I can't hate you at all

I must admit when I see you
I feel all warm inside
I'd love to share these feelings
But they always seem to hide

I don't know what your thinking
I really hate it this way
I wish you'd tell me how you feel
Is it really that hard to say?

Our conversations so confusing
They really lead nowhere
All the emails and your messages
I hate it, it's not fair

I don't know if it's me
And I'm taking it the wrong way
But I feel there's something between us
I just can't bring myself to say

I hate how your so complicated
I hate not knowing what to do
I hate it that we're not together
But still, I don't hate you.
 
Dreamer

I have not met this person
His face I have not seen
His hands I have not held
As his existence is a dream

Every night I lay asleep
And there he suddenly appears
Always there to make me smile
Or wash away my tears

His touch so soft and gentle
His warm and tender kiss
Every moment we spend together
Is a night of total bliss

His personality second to none
His looks what can I say
After awakening from every dream
It simply makes my day

We can sit and talk for hours
We can read each others mind
A person so kind and generous
So very hard to find

For him I would do anything
And I know he'd do the same
We share a love so deep and strong
No wrong doings, and no blame

I love to run my hands
Through his thick dark hair
And into his green eyes
For hours I could stare

I know this isn't real
A dream it all may be
But I truly hope that one day
My dream will come and find me.
 
Let Them Go

I am always left out of the picture
My feelings I have to hide
Losing your feelings may hurt
As it takes away your pride

All that's left is loneliness
Your feelings are tossed aside
No one caring how you feel
They wouldn't care if you died

If you allow them to escape
You will always feel left out
You will feel you've been ignored
And that, there is no doubt

You must be strong and determined
To let your feelings go
Whether your happy, sad or excited
Just let the people know

Let them know your angry
Make them feel so low
That they hide their feelings deep inside
And you let your feelings go
 
Dreams

If dreams were boats
I'd sail away
If dreams were books
I'd read all day

If dreams were secrets
What I could tell
If dreams were perfume
How sweet they'd smell

If dreams were castles
I'd have two
If dreams were wings
I'd fly to you

If dreams were love
I'd need many a heart
But dreams are the walls
That keep us apart
 
Everlasting Love

My love for you is something
Which no one can explain
It's filled with deep devotion
Of sacrifice and pain

It's forgiving and unselfish
Undearing come what may
For no one can destroy
Or take my love away
 
Mr Jesus

Mr Jesus bless my daddy
Make him happy all his life
And if you can, bless mummy
Cos she's my daddy's wife

Though it's almost a year to Christmas
And your the Santa Claus
Please listen Mr Jesus
Cos what I want is yours

Once I had a baby sister
And she slept soundly in her cot
But now she isn't anymore
My Jesus, true she's not

She was just a little girl
And never cried too much
I always called her Barbie
And she felt so warm to touch

But last week Barbie went away
I'm not sure where she is
Daddy said to ask Mr Jesus
Because now our babies his

Do you have her Mr Jesus
Cos I'd like her back a lot
It's lonely when I'm on my own
And she's not there in her cot

I've asked mummy where she is
But mummy only cried
And yesterday I heard Aunt Jean
Telling Grandpa that Barbied died

Mr Jesus won't you tell me
Is my Barbie there with you?
Can I have her back for Christmas?
Or is that too hard to do?

She is all I want for Christmas
She's the only friend I've got
Daddy has my mummy
And I want Barbie in her cot

I have a secret Mr Jesus
That I've tried so hard to keep
I've got lots of mummy's lollies
That she takes to make her sleep

If I east up all the lollies
I will sleep and sleep a lot
And when I wake at Christmas
I'll find Barbie in her cot

Mr Jesus they taste bitter
And the lights are turning black
But I know that when I wake up
You'll have sent my Barbie back
 
Valentine

For Steve ;)

I met Marc and Chris while clubbing
We agreed to catch up again too
So it was only a matter of time
Until I officially met you

Now known as one of the boys
I usually see you at the weekend
And slowly over time
I've grown to like you as more than a friend

I've never known a guy to use lipgloss
As much as you do in one night
But if it leads into a kiss
Well hey, I'd say that's alright

It's always good to see you
Even better when I get a hug
You know how to have a good time
And you can definitely cut rug

I don't know how you feel
But I want to share these feelings of mine
And I wanted to let you know
That your my Valentine
 
The 9 Month Term

Curled up in a little ball
My food a constant drip
Little hands and little feet
A somewhat blue coloured lip

Feeling very clustered
I wriggle, kick and squirm
But nothing gets me out
I'm stuck for the 9 month term

Days are ever so noisy
Voices here and there
So restless and uncomfortable
I'm thrown around everywhere

Night times are so peaceful
Only the ocassional snoring is heard
Most nights are spend resting
However mum's nightmares are absurd

She tosses and turns, she's up and down
I may as well stay awake
Then I'll have more time
To try and make the water break

Nine months doesn't seem too long
But counting each day takes forever
Ask would I do this again?
My simply answer, NEVER!

As my departure day slowly creeps up
I have my final feed
Time to enter the real world
Am I ready? Yes indeed!

I've mastered the water breaking process
I've found my only way out
But trying to fit through a hole that small
What is that about?

Mum's in pain, I'm petrified
Dad is weak at the knees
As the doctor's pull me out
Of the same place that mum wee's

The experience quite traumatic
The worst was yet to come
Teh doctor's pull out some scissors
And cut both me and mum

I'm temporarily blinded
The noise already sending me deaf
I'm passed around the room
As everyone calls out Jeff

I assume that Jeff's my name
But all I can do is cry
I hate it out in the open
I was in such a hurry, why?

My 9 month term is over
My life long journey will begin
Doctor is there any way
That you can shove me back in?
 
Our house

As I set the receiver down
I realise settlement has been agreed
A smile appears on my face
Because the house now belongs to me

A place which I can call home
Somewhere to raise a kid or two
And the very special memories
Of the work I had to do

I'll never forget the first day
How could I forget that heat
As we unloaded box by box
And set them at our feet

So many people to help us
With the major work ahead
Our bedroom temporarily set up
With all the boxes surrounding our bed

Sugar soap and routers
My very new best friends
Stripping off the paintwork
And giving the walls a cleanse

Ripping up the carpets
In every room we could
Add a few coats of laquer
Making for a gorgeous floor of wood

The painting of the walls
What colours do we choose?
A nice light shade of yellow?
Or an assortment of all the blues?

The kitchen just fantastic
Sparkling and brand new
Plenty of space downstairs
And a double garage too!

A suitable entertaining area
For a bbq with some mates
A cubby house up the back
Hidden behind double gates

A fireplace for the winter
Curled up in front with a bottle of wine
A very spacious loungeroom
A favourite of mine

With a touch of TLC
Working together without a fuss
This house will be terrific
Because this house belongs to us!
 
Our Friendship

For Simonne

If I were to explain our friendship
I'd need many a books and pages
The stories would be endless
As I could go on for ages

From the first day you started at Baker's
We were destined to be great friends
And share a special friendship
That simply never ends

From night outs to boys to hook ups
Our catch ups each morning were great
We'd fill each other in
On our much anticipated date

Friends coming over or sereepy
Are things only we'd understand
But I'm yet to determine the humour
In the way that I say "hand"

Gucci boy or thirty one
Our talk of boys carries on
Yet nothing seems satisfactory
For troubled Tenielle and Mon

Sorbolene and stankin carmex
I still say blistex does certainly rock
My long awaited change to Nova
The much played "Jenny from the block"

Our little drawing game
We haven't played for a while
Your giant hugs and arm pats
Your ever so permanent smile

Mon I could just keep going
This poem could never end
Because I have so much to say
About my very special friend

To say I'll miss you is an understatement
I don't know what to do
My days at work will be different
Because there won't be you

Thanks for always being there
Making me laugh or watching me cry
Thanks for always listening
And helping me get by

Thanks for all the memories
And the little things you do
But seriously most of all
Thanks for being "chu"
 
Valentine

For Simon

I remember the night quite well
Out for a friend's birthday do
Definitely a night to remember
Because it was the night that I met you

Usually when I pick up
I pash the guy or go for a walk
But I knew with you it was different
For an hour we sat to talk

My liking for you grew
The more I got to know
About the country boy from Coota
With an awesome little bro

You know how to have a good time
Your an animal just like me
You even get kicked out of clubs
At the early time of three!

Your so affecionate when we're together
I could kiss and cuddle you all night
The way you stroke my hair
It simply just feels right

But I know the way you feel
And I can't just make you mine
I just wanted to let you know
That your my Valentine
 
Shadow

Everywhere I look
And everywhere I go
This person always follows me
Who I do not even know

In the day she's everywhere
But disappears at night
When I wake up early
She gives me a little fright

Every move and every step
She's always at my feet
Every second of my life
We always seem to meet

There is this funny difference
Between this girl and me
She is black and I am white
So as you can see

She is my shadow so in the light
We'll be the best of friends
But when lights are turned out at night
Our great friendship ends
 
Valentine

For Greg

There is no use keeping this secret
You know exactly who this could be
You know the way I feel
Come on, you know its me

From the first time that I met you
I've had a crush that won't go away
The mention of your name
Simply makes my day

A few people say I'm crazy
They haven't met you one on one
They haven't met the Greg that I've met
They are missing all the fun

You always make me feel good
You always make me smile
If I can't have you right now
I'll wait for a little while

Because our messages and our phone calls
Make it definitely worth the wait
Yet even if you don't want a relationship
In you, I've found a good mate

When your near me I am happy
I wish that you were mine
But for now I'll just let you know
That your my Valentine
 
A Babies Life

When I was just a baby
I had to wear this towel
So I used it as a toilet
But the smell became quite foul

The my mum would change me
So I would scream and cry
I tried my best to annoy her
But she waltzed out saying "goodbye"

To get a little attention
I figured I had to shout
But mum would sleep, dad would sleep
And my brother would knock me out

My brother was six years of age
And loved me as a sis
He squeezed my cheeks, pulled my nose
And had a very sloppy kiss

I tried to sit in the corner
On my bedroom floor
And make my nappy warmer
Before mum walked in the door

The worst part of my evening
Is when mum puts on the tea
The vegie's make my eyes puff up
And the apple juice makes me wee

Finally my tea was gone
Luckily mum didn't get mad
She picked me up to burp me
And I spewed all over dad

I was changed into my pj's
And laid gently down to rest
I had until around 4am
To again become a pest
 
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