Where does it all end
Starting quite by accident
A word said in jest
Tone changing intent
Hurt washing over her heart
Flushed cheeks flooded with tears
Rushing to hold her
Pleading for forgiveness
Eyes fear betrayal
Words have been spoken
Water goes beyond the bridge
Is this where it ends
© 2010 Michael Yost 12/15
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Anxiety, betrayal, Beyond The Bridge, Forgiveness, In Jest, Michael Yost, Poetry, tears
No way should we play about the way of the street
Look in their eyes find the spy with blood on their feet
We must turn on a dime so we can escape their heat
To get away from those who scare so we can retreat
© 2015 Michael Yost 04/29
*Please Don’t Loot And Burn Down Your Neighborhoods
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Anxiety, betrayal, Choices, Consequences, Death, Depression, Dreams, Fear, God, Michael Yost, Nightmares, Poetry, tears
What more could you possibility want
Walking all around all you do is flaunt
I tried to help your brother you looked beyond
Taking all he had forsaking your bond
Why do you drain your twin why don’t you share
In the past you were one but both the pair
Then growing apart both loving Romeo
Pushing and pulling behind as he’s goes
Stopping and watching him walking away
Henry and Henrietta started yelling stay
Then he turned around with tears in his eyes
As a Herm they didn’t know Dad said he’d die
© 2015 Michael Yost 04/16
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Anxiety, Betayal, Choices, Consequences, Depression, Dreams, Embrace, Loliness, Michael Yost, Poetry, tears, Writing
She burned bright on the back of my eyes
Remembering each warm tear I cried
Watching them dance on and vaporize
All in hoping they’d catch her first prize
© 2015 Michael Yost 03/15
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Branded, Dreams, First Love, Friendship, Lonliness, Michael Yost, Poetry, tears, Wonder, Writing
What could I give that you haven’t had before
The secret I have that will help you restore
Your happiness that now lays on the cold floor
That can be lifted up high and fulfilled once more
It’s affection paid with my true love given
Healing your heartbreak and soul that was riven
Cast out memories one by one forgiven
And all his mandates once harshly driven
© 2014 Michael Yost 05/03
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Anxiety, betrayal, Choices, Consequences, Depression, Dreams, Forgiving, Friendship, Hurt, Lonliness, Love, Melancholy, Michael Yost, Restore, Sadness, Soul, tears, Trust
White Sheers
The curtains were white sheers and closed
Watching her from my porch she posed
For months now showing herself naked and vain
And she leaves the sheers open when it rains
When we pass outside, I tip my hat
Her smile meets my own, a diplomat
Windows insure her lavish lifestyle
Town peep shows allow her to beguile
Her free shows for me were inviting
Many Johns finds her show exciting
Leaving the other girls to help out
Understanding now what’s it about
© 2014 Michael Yost 04/13
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Beguile, Diplomat, Embrace, Exciting, Expectations, Friendship, Lavish Lifestyle, Michael Yost, Open Window, Peep Shows, Peeping Toms, prostitution, tears, Time, Vanity, White Sheers
Giving it all up or giving in
Raising the white flag could be a sin
Looking back as I run from the din
Knowing full well no one really wins
Catching up to the ones before
Marching away in step from the war
Promising never again they swore
It’s better to give up to save the corps
© 2014 Michael Yost 04/12
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Anxiety, betrayal, Choices, Consequences, Death, Dreams, Expectations, Fear, Give Up, God, Health, Heart, Marching, Melancholy, Michael Yost, Poetry, Promises, Sadness, Surrender, Swearing, tears, War, White Flag, Wonder
Nothing can be said
Words are meaningless
In this situation
With this price of stress
I must agree with you
Very mysterious
Going over what’s said
Make’s me deleterious
Caught up in this trap
Being exposed this way
Tears can fill oceans
Salt water decays
Back against the ledge
Many miles down
Secrets sealed for now
New ocean to drown
© 2013 Michael Yost 04/29
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Deleterious, Drown, Exposed, Meaningless Words, Mysterious, tears, Trap
My tears fill the hole that she left behind
I built it inside my soul, where she was enshrined
My chin sitting upon my chest feeling confined
Fog covers the dark street where I walk resigned
Mutual friends cross the street in advance
Passing with their loud whispers and piercing glance
Looking up from their footfalls and my trance
I wave with a smile under these circumstances
Twisting and turning trying to find the crack
When we talked, it became personal attacks
Things were put aside, that used to be whacked
Watching two people turn each other’s heart black
Stripping new wires to try and connect
Amperage too high, another reject
Nothing left to do with too much to expect
Boarding up the hole and my soul now introspect
©2012 Michael Yost 08/30
Tears tracing her valley’s tender ridges
Her upper lip bends acting like bridges
Clearing her pink lips down her dimpled chin
Whichever tears flow they never quite win
© 2011 Michael Yost
The doubt my tears shed
When she left I could have said.
Of what my heart pledged.
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© 2011 Michael Yost
Winter’s anta
buse
Poetry intoxicates
The tears of my muse
© 2011 Michael Yost
Where does it all end
Starting quite by accident
A word said in jest
Tone changing intent
Hurt washing over her heart
Flushed cheeks flooded with tears
Rushing to hold her
Pleading for forgiveness
Eyes fear betrayal
Words have been spoken
Water goes beyond the bridge
Is this where it ends
© 2010-2011 Michael Yost
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