A Special Table For Two
By: Tyler Ross
A brisk walk from education to my transportation
I celebrated by strutting my feet
Enthralled by my music
I couldn’t seem to concentrate when sitting in my seat
Wondering what the night would bring
I thought about places we could meet
We conversed
We laughed
Then, we decided on a dinner treat
A pizza restaurant became the destination
My nerves tried to get the best of me
The instant I saw her arrive
A smile erupted
And the comfort came to settle beyond belief
Wow was she beautiful
The candle light accentuated her eyes
Man was I drawn into every word
Her wittiness was no surprise
Intelligent and elegant
A smile among the greats
Easily I became hypnotized
As we laughed throughout our entire date
Outside the joint
We goofed and played like youthful teens
Never was there a care in the world
While we walked around the nightly scene
Relaxed and attentive
We shared a couple of stories against a shopping glass
I even cured her headache
Which eventually came to pass
Near my car we ended with a goodnight embrace
Spoke and joked, she stood across the way
Never did I want to leave that place
A special table for two
Seated face to face full of grace
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Born To Die
Born To Die
By: Tyler Ross
Creeping around the corner
I see death distorting minds
With no order breaking chaos
I turn cold shoulders
As I draw outside the lines
It’s hard for negativity to set
With neglect
I live within these walls
Can’t be settled as of yet
Closed blinds against judgmental times
I pen words as a release
To find ultimate peace inside my mind
I seem to pay for respect
Pushing for a steady check
Ready to die
There’s no fear for I choose to accept
We’re all born to die
During such turbulent times
I smile my best before a tear finds my eye
We’re all born to die
I stay true to my health and myself
Never questioning why I don’t see any wealth
We’re all born to die
My life won’t flash before my eyes
I kiss my mom and my dad goodbye
We’re all born to die
As the darkness seeps
No light will show
When they bury me six feet deep
By: Tyler Ross
Creeping around the corner
I see death distorting minds
With no order breaking chaos
I turn cold shoulders
As I draw outside the lines
It’s hard for negativity to set
With neglect
I live within these walls
Can’t be settled as of yet
Closed blinds against judgmental times
I pen words as a release
To find ultimate peace inside my mind
I seem to pay for respect
Pushing for a steady check
Ready to die
There’s no fear for I choose to accept
We’re all born to die
During such turbulent times
I smile my best before a tear finds my eye
We’re all born to die
I stay true to my health and myself
Never questioning why I don’t see any wealth
We’re all born to die
My life won’t flash before my eyes
I kiss my mom and my dad goodbye
We’re all born to die
As the darkness seeps
No light will show
When they bury me six feet deep
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Shifty Grounds
Shifty Grounds
By: Tyler Ross
Take me for what you will
Hate me for being real
Blame me for speaking my mind
I’m holding grudges on those who won’t unwind
So get lost
Fed up with tunnel vision and all who think it’s their mission
To throw stones at my house
When I’m ready to start taking them out
Say what you’ll say, but please think it through
Mean what you say or your words will haunt you
Many times I wonder if I’ll remember their names
As I get older and set in my own ways
Quiet now, my peace was spoken
By: Tyler Ross
Take me for what you will
Hate me for being real
Blame me for speaking my mind
I’m holding grudges on those who won’t unwind
So get lost
Fed up with tunnel vision and all who think it’s their mission
To throw stones at my house
When I’m ready to start taking them out
Say what you’ll say, but please think it through
Mean what you say or your words will haunt you
Many times I wonder if I’ll remember their names
As I get older and set in my own ways
Quiet now, my peace was spoken
Monday, November 16, 2009
One Moment Today
One Moment Today
By: Tyler Ross
Feeling old. Feeling sold. Feeling less than normal, so cold. Smiles in me.
Smiles missing. Smiles covered up from the lack of kissing. Fading from
contemplating this overloaded mind frustrating over concern for
greatness. Debating on celebrating. I walk toward the sun, so bright. So captivating.
By: Tyler Ross
Feeling old. Feeling sold. Feeling less than normal, so cold. Smiles in me.
Smiles missing. Smiles covered up from the lack of kissing. Fading from
contemplating this overloaded mind frustrating over concern for
greatness. Debating on celebrating. I walk toward the sun, so bright. So captivating.
Friday, November 6, 2009
On The Inside
On the Inside
By: Tyler Ross
In an instant, your words flowed right into me
You didn’t speak, but your absence said everything
I’ve made mistakes before, but how can you blame me now?
Look at how many times I’ve tried
I feel I’m fading out
No matter how much effort
You continued to stay the same
How do I stand a chance?
When this feels like one big game
This isn’t fair to me
You’ve ignored me all too well
Something in you changed
This treatment feels like hell
I see you want to be alone and that’s fine here with me
After all we’ve got so close, but to you it doesn’t mean a thing
This all used to make sense, but something isn’t right
Every chance I’ve talked with you
Ends with you in a defensive fight
What happened is important
But a new day brings nothing clear
I’ve tried best to communicate
But it’s a one-sided mirror
I can’t see you now
But I wish I could, I do
Too many times, I’ve been pushed aside
Left with no answers and an excuse
There were many times, we stayed up late
It wasn’t easy
Never a dull moment of course
Now you act like you can’t stand me
Is it really me?
Or is it something more?
It’s safe to say, we have bad days
They’re never easy
I used to brighten up yours
Now you treat me as if I need a reason
In wanting to love you more and more
I’m dying on the inside
Only you can make this right
I'm dying on the inside
Struggling in our own history
By: Tyler Ross
In an instant, your words flowed right into me
You didn’t speak, but your absence said everything
I’ve made mistakes before, but how can you blame me now?
Look at how many times I’ve tried
I feel I’m fading out
No matter how much effort
You continued to stay the same
How do I stand a chance?
When this feels like one big game
This isn’t fair to me
You’ve ignored me all too well
Something in you changed
This treatment feels like hell
I see you want to be alone and that’s fine here with me
After all we’ve got so close, but to you it doesn’t mean a thing
This all used to make sense, but something isn’t right
Every chance I’ve talked with you
Ends with you in a defensive fight
What happened is important
But a new day brings nothing clear
I’ve tried best to communicate
But it’s a one-sided mirror
I can’t see you now
But I wish I could, I do
Too many times, I’ve been pushed aside
Left with no answers and an excuse
There were many times, we stayed up late
It wasn’t easy
Never a dull moment of course
Now you act like you can’t stand me
Is it really me?
Or is it something more?
It’s safe to say, we have bad days
They’re never easy
I used to brighten up yours
Now you treat me as if I need a reason
In wanting to love you more and more
I’m dying on the inside
Only you can make this right
I'm dying on the inside
Struggling in our own history
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Another Word Bites The Dust
Another Word Bites The Dust
By: Tyler Ross
You don’t have good karma
You don’t have bad karma
There’s just circumstance
Superstitions give those ease
But will never fully please
Never will I give it a chance
There’s no such thing as karma
You win some
You lose some
Sometimes more left
Sometimes more right
No more black than white
Never will I abandon depth
There’s no such thing as karma
You can be the biggest saint
The most genuine around
But never catch a break
Do you see where I’m going now?
Call it what you want
Rack up those so-called karma points
Anything to make you sleep at night
Delusional thinking will be the obstacle alright
Distracting those from living a realistic life
There’s no such thing as karma
There’s no such thing as karma
By: Tyler Ross
You don’t have good karma
You don’t have bad karma
There’s just circumstance
Superstitions give those ease
But will never fully please
Never will I give it a chance
There’s no such thing as karma
You win some
You lose some
Sometimes more left
Sometimes more right
No more black than white
Never will I abandon depth
There’s no such thing as karma
You can be the biggest saint
The most genuine around
But never catch a break
Do you see where I’m going now?
Call it what you want
Rack up those so-called karma points
Anything to make you sleep at night
Delusional thinking will be the obstacle alright
Distracting those from living a realistic life
There’s no such thing as karma
There’s no such thing as karma
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