u/Happy_Patient_4303

Well, they call me old fashioned

Wish I can be

But I love , to love

Plenty

In the space and time

were one

Wears the ring

I’ll jus stay behind

Yes , I want devotion and love

But my heart only loves plenty

———

I like my men

Half a dozen

And I’ll , meet each in a week

I like my men

All through the evening

So,

Yes , I’ll never get bored of them

And before you give me

Some old pitty

Just know

I like to love

Plenty

————-

With just one man

I’m bound

A loveless night

But with six

I’ll never be alone

Yes , I may

Miss a cold bed

But I’ll always be fed

When I’m with half a dozen

————-

like my men

Half a dozen

And I’ll , meet each in a week

———

I like my men

All through the evening

So,

Yes , I’ll never get bored of them

And before you give me

Some old pitty

Just know

I like to love

Plenty

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/yZSZVguAP9

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/yZSZVguAP9

If I was a poem

She’d read me

Through and through

But still would wonder

How I’ve gotten through

Her baby showers

And our weddings

And in laws

I could never stand

But only

As a poem

Will she understand

The lie behind my smile .

Each verse pretty

But faintly showing my love

To her

She was my victory

But to me

She’s the slow cause to my

Defeat

But me ?

I’m not a poem

So like this night

And the nights before

I’ll smile away.

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https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/yZSZVguAP9

How long

Has it been

Really been

Since her joy

And truth

Rolled in

Painting over

Dull pictures

And derooting

All she was

——-

Tears will build up

And flow down mountains

Washing down all she was

——

I am just a shell of you

And I

Broke the vow

That you held to her to

Who would of knew I’d be

So far

Away from you

So far

I wouldn’t recognize you

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I sit in red

When I think

What I say will never be

I refuse to drink

Out of a cup

Made for me

When I think

Who I am

No one will see

I refuse to utter

Even the finest peep

When the curtains are pulled

Before I took my bow

And even when I scream

And the entire world only stops to see

Not to listen to even a peep

I lay back in my seat

My tears falling down

Each of red cheeks

And still

The world never says a thing

So I walk into my corner

And gently place my head

On my knees

And think to myself again

But this time

Never to repeat

“I sit in red

When I think

The words I say

Will never be”

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/QSf72K8YGD

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/QSf72K8YGD

I lay up

Waiting by the phone

Waiting to hear that ding

That’ll bring

This tragedy home

He calls me baby

And without , I can’t sleep

——-

That hit

Of ecstasy

And small

Sense of relief

All goes away

When my phone rings

———

But now , we’re sat

At the round table

My hearts feeding me fables

But then ask

“Did he feel this way”

———

I spent so much time

Laying up

With cheap boxed wine

But while he counts sheep

I wait up for a ding

———-

That small sense of relief

And when ecstasy sings

I’ll cry away

While he counts sheep .

———-

over and over

MY tears drop

From each cheek

And as I

Sit on the edge of my bed

Hoping just to hear that ding

Again my heart thinks

“If this is me , what will his story be” .

————

Though I’ll never have the answer

I think and sit in the sting

————-

The answer to me

The finale

that makes my stomach angry

————-

I turn off my phone ,

And I sleep away …

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/5LWITC6reJ

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/5LWITC6reJ

If you want

To end it here

I won’t

Fight and scream

Of fear

I’ll let you

Close the door

And then grab wine

Once the handsome stranger

Now a sense of danger

When he walks away

I’ll drink wine

Stumbling then can’t stand

Laying on the kitchen

Floor with phone in hand

I’ll call his phone

Next to bubbling wine

I watched him close the door

Then , my hearts in shambles

So when he answers the phone

I’ll be drunk and gone

But just when he grows weary

And again my eyes are misty

I’ll Grab my wine

Then ask him to stay

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/E7w2HUUzbF

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/E7w2HUUzbF