Old With You
How I deeply wish to grow old with youNot that growing old is something I wish to do But if my youth is the price I have to payTo spend this life with you every day Then I’m sold!Oh, how I long to grow old!
How I deeply wish to grow old with youNot that growing old is something I wish to do But if my youth is the price I have to payTo spend this life with you every day Then I’m sold!Oh, how I long to grow old!
I asked Him So many years have been this nightWhen will the sun rise and give me light?When will the sun rise and give me light? He answered Darkness descends when eyes are shut tightOpen your eyes and you will see the lightOpen your eyes and you will see the light
For a marriage to be lovelessIs a connection that is humanlessIt begets a marriage without compriseA relationship that is built on a lie For a marriage to only be love where to each other they attendIs nothing more than two people who have become intimate friendsIt might create a bond where for the other they …
Light comes from where there is light
And darkness allows the shine of the light
But sometimes darkness itself is what emits the light
A black coal
Gives off an ember glow
Not only does it give light
But it creates warmth on a cold winter night
The star-studded pitch-black night
Illuminates a spectacular light
Not only does it give the traveller sight
But it uplifts a man by putting to perspective his plights
A man whose life swirls in the dark
Yet he can emanate spark after spark
Not only does he give love and kindness from his darkness
But he can supply a gentle hope although he himself is hopeless
Not all light comes from something bright
Sometimes in the depth of darkness there is a shining light
They say: The meaning of life is to runAfter all of life’s bountiful pleasuresBut I never found happiness under the sun Even though I enjoyed myself without measure I have gotten everything a man ever wantedFed my voracious appetite and flaunted itBut all these desires have made me feel stunted I have done everything that is filled with …
Can nature move a man the way he is moved by a woman
For what a man is willing to do for a woman
Is there ever a greater passion that inspires a human
Can nature stir a woman the way she is stirred by a man
For how a woman has for a man desire
Is there ever a desire that has more fire
If not all men are poetsThen certainly I have nothing to tellAnd only if every man is a poetThen I guess I’m begrudgingly one as well I don’t have much to displayWhat can I share that is worth to sayWith words I have a certain wayBut I’m just the common man who goes about his …
If you can take praise without being phased And you can dream dreams that are bold and unboundedIf you can be critiqued without being irate And be realistic with fastened feet that are girded and grounded If you can succeed without having pride And believe in the guiding hands of fateIf you can fizzle and …
Nothing ever lastsEverything is bound to passLife goes ever so fastThe future is now the past For everything there is a last It can drive a sane man madEverything is just a fading fadNot just the good but also the badNot just the happy but also the sad For everything there is a last Life …
I am a man of moreShe’s a woman of lessToo much creates a messToo little lacks the restAlone is too big of a testBut together we are blessed