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The perfect picture
I have seen the most amazing picture yet dust far. A picture so perfect even if I try to keep it in good condition I wouldn’t be able to. The way she was created no one else can recreate her if they wanted too. I wanted to take her home cherish her, wanted her to be mind……mind and mind only. Having to visit her oven made me wonder if I just out my mind.
The mellow rain.
I love the sound that you make when you fall in to my harms. I hate when you not there to fall head over me, sometime I imagine you falling Why did you go away….. Come back don’t let the sun shine over you. I love when is dark, and thundering, I love to see your temperature change, why did you had to go away.
Let me love you
Hate me now; love me later. Make love to me now; make rough love to me later. Blow me a kiss now; French kiss me later. No matter how you do it baby just do, because my heart can’t wait no more.
A man in love is man with a dream. A man with a dream is man with hope. But a man without love, dream and hope is man with a vision. A vision that is so big even himself cannot see.
Afraid to let you go.
To hear your voice is like bird singing. To see you long silk hair is seeing and angle from above. To feel you present near me is like being close to your soul. not seen you make me feel lonely.
Oh sunshine come back, don’t leave. Oh sunshine why must you go, why? The way you shine make me feel so warm. Why is it so dark? Why sunshine…….why?
I hate you, I can’t stain you, why did I ever date you. The love we once had is gone so gone I have breath left. Just once in life I feel so free for once, but feel so lonely. But why? I love you so much, why did you left me why….why
The world as turn once again to stare against me, but why? It is because the way I look or it is because I have no life to share. As I fall into the depth of the wicket, I began to find I myself trap within my soul but why? Why is it so hard for me to understand I will never be the king that which my father was.
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The perfect picture
I have seen the most amazing picture yet dust far.
A picture so perfect even if I try to keep it in good condition I wouldn’t be able to.
The way she was created no one else can recreate her if they wanted too.
I wanted to take her home cherish her, wanted her to be mind……mind and mind only. Having to visit her oven made me wonder if I just out my mind.
But again I see her in my sleep again and again calling me, wanted me. What should I do?
The more I see her face the more I want her to be mind.
Baby just come home I miss you.