At my best. With a novel in hand, And one just finished Placed diagonally over A journal, I can breathe easy.
At my best. I started drinking again. It used to be whiskey. But I've only started with beer This time around. The whiskey can wait Till December arrives.
At my best. Two pills in the morning. I gave you fair warning. But you just smiled and Saw trial, not error.
At my best. You ask me what I'm reading. Best to be coy, "You've probably Never heard. " But you don't ask, "What's the Meaning of this word? "
At your best. With me. During a Transitional Period. Each of us, Something In comma.
best.
Author: Charlie Chirico
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Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1209561
Best poem I ever wrote
The best poem I ever wrote is still inside my head, The best poem I never wrote simperly went to bed, And as time flew by, My thoughts and I said farewrell, And tbe greater hell, I knew quite well, Forget me not, I need a pen and paper. But failing that I need a pen and paper. In tbe street, On my bike, I know my words will perish. Just you and I as time goes by, With no sword drawn beside me, And off they go, And like a dream are lost forever inside me
ЂњNever trust a ginger” She sings giggling looking at the red head next to me. Her song is a pretty good representation of our friendship. Throw in a booty bump and some dorky dance moves Oh yea That's the definition of our friendship. Laughing and dying at things no one else gets Actions no one else see's And mouthed words no one else understands. That's just a little inside view of our *“love”.
ВЂњNever kiss a ginger” It's a little late for that don't ya think Blackberry tea and coffee making her laugh till she dies. Hysterics that break her down till she's on the floor rolling Rolling down a hill and being so dizzy she can't get up. Oh but she's a monster that chases you around Trying to tackle you to the ground. Falling off the playground rail and hitting her head Just like in our story So she lays there laughing hysterically. All I can do is shake my head
ВЂњNever kiss a ginger...twice” Yea that's a little better. He won't be telling my slightly stunned, amazed face its cute again. The face we later joked about Mouth dropped to the floor Eyes wide. Like did that seriously just happen. Our dumb and quirky reactions to everything Exaggerated, excited yeses And happy little dances.
"Never date a ginger” I'm not nor have I ever... Where do you get these thoughts that run through your head? Ok I can't say much My mind wanders to the strangest places And leads us to the greatest conversations. Like cops on bikes with prisoners in baskets Leading to Mortal Instruments characters all riding one bike. I've no idea where our minds get these strange ideas and imaginings.
ВЂњNever love a ginger” I never said I love him Don't let your mind wander Dangerous things happen when our minds wander Anywhere from dinosaurs ruling the world to death And the things in between are sometimes worse to think about
ВЂњNever like a ginger” OI! With this again I don't I promise there's nothing there Now please shut up. Yes, yes I love you now please don't attack my legs again I really don't feel like falling on the floor It's not very appealing. Uh-oh
Best Friends They are there for you no matter what They never leave your side They make you laugh Smile Make your whole life better My best friend is amazing Awesome My world They are not fake and will help you with everything Love them Keep them NEVER let them go Best Friends Are not just humans They are the other half of you The piece that was always missing They are not objects They are artifacts They are priceless And if you lose them you cant replace them Best Friends Love them Keep them Never let them go Best friends
The best poems are those poems That evoke much meaning From few words.
The Best Poems, Revisited
The best poems are those poems That evoke much meaning From few words...
Unless one is getting paid by the word, Then you expand on your theme to include As much as possible-possibly even the kitchen Sink-in order to maximize the profitability of your poem, Filling the space.
But if you are in it for the sheer pleasure of watching the words Form on the paper as you write, And for the images and emotions-especially the images and Emotions-that are not written or remain unspoken, you stop. You read. Feeling the space.
They voted a certain movie to be the best in America Which is all of them Quality over quantity? That applies to you You're only one but man you make so elated inside when everything else just sucks so bad I've been praying that this ends like a an embarrassing fad I can relate to the daughter without her dad Because I'm by myself on almost everything and it makes me far from glad Am i the best movie in America? Most likely not They just pity me But somehow i will find solitude Somewhere i least expect This is the army of people that won't bother to defect I have quite a positive effect on people For being a self-deprecating ineptly minded fool Do i hate myself? No I'm just being honest about what is wrong with me The golden brass with some class But has forgotten the purpose of mass.
