by Dan Gasser on Thursday, July 29, 2010 at 12:24am
Which of these is easier to read?
A sad poem or one that is happy?
Do you enjoy reading about someone's glee?
Or you you prefer drowning in their misery?
If I wrote about sex, which sometimes I do
Or at least insinuate the pleasure it brings
Then will you not read a verse or even two?
Engross yourself to expose your own yearnings
I can write about anything you choose
So long as you dont judge my views.
I'll bring you to the edge and back
Of those emotions we sometimes think we lack.
I will write about the joys of life
How wonderful my kids are and leave out the ex-wife
Ill write about the beautiful women I know
And how each one can make me glow
I dont need to have intimacy with a woman
To believe what Im saying is honest and open
I can live without the casual fling
As long as I know what I can bring.
I know the right woman is near
I just need to make it clear
That I want to do things right
Despite the reflex of flight.
My kids bring me joy every time I see them
Regardless of the aggravation he causes her and her, him.
My daughter is a beauty and smart as well
My son is brilliant and is difficult to quell
But alas these two are growing up fast
I just hope they dont forget their past
They will soon be on their way
To riches I dreamt of in my day.
Moving along to another topic at hand
Sadness and misery must take the stand
Because I know that we have all felt
The pain of love and the hurt of doubt
It is sometimes easier to express regret
Than to embrace our mistakes and not forget
I wont regret the things I've done
They have made me what I've become
The sorrow and hurt that I've endured
Have pulled me through and I've matured.
The next time I pull over to smell the rose
I'll be sure to check for a wasp enclosed.
So the question stands what would be your choice
The joy of life or the pain in my voice
Which will bring you closer to the truth
Its all about growing up to teach the youth.
Wisdom is knowledge you only can achieve
with experiences good and bad perceived.
Pass them along to those more naive
And only then will you truly believe.
A sad poem or one that is happy?
Do you enjoy reading about someone's glee?
Or you you prefer drowning in their misery?
If I wrote about sex, which sometimes I do
Or at least insinuate the pleasure it brings
Then will you not read a verse or even two?
Engross yourself to expose your own yearnings
I can write about anything you choose
So long as you dont judge my views.
I'll bring you to the edge and back
Of those emotions we sometimes think we lack.
I will write about the joys of life
How wonderful my kids are and leave out the ex-wife
Ill write about the beautiful women I know
And how each one can make me glow
I dont need to have intimacy with a woman
To believe what Im saying is honest and open
I can live without the casual fling
As long as I know what I can bring.
I know the right woman is near
I just need to make it clear
That I want to do things right
Despite the reflex of flight.
My kids bring me joy every time I see them
Regardless of the aggravation he causes her and her, him.
My daughter is a beauty and smart as well
My son is brilliant and is difficult to quell
But alas these two are growing up fast
I just hope they dont forget their past
They will soon be on their way
To riches I dreamt of in my day.
Moving along to another topic at hand
Sadness and misery must take the stand
Because I know that we have all felt
The pain of love and the hurt of doubt
It is sometimes easier to express regret
Than to embrace our mistakes and not forget
I wont regret the things I've done
They have made me what I've become
The sorrow and hurt that I've endured
Have pulled me through and I've matured.
The next time I pull over to smell the rose
I'll be sure to check for a wasp enclosed.
So the question stands what would be your choice
The joy of life or the pain in my voice
Which will bring you closer to the truth
Its all about growing up to teach the youth.
Wisdom is knowledge you only can achieve
with experiences good and bad perceived.
Pass them along to those more naive
And only then will you truly believe.
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