All Love and No Play Has Made Mike a Miserable Boy

They say that all work and no play
Have made Jack a dull boy
But what about when this day
Becomes a chance to try out her new toy?
Maybe a little bit of work would feel better
Than to suffer the slings and arrows
And the hooks and bronze fetters
Than to pretend we are on the straight and narrow
Love only takes away
It never giver anything back
It is never supposed to go our way
Or watch out for our lack
Love is not self-serving
It thinks of the other person first
I know I may be undeserving
But am I so truly cursed?
Giving it all away to someone
Who does not love you the same
Will always lead to disastrous results
The send is always painful shame
And memories you do not wish to recall
Just wait and see, love is hard
But in the future I hope there will be
One who I can love in the whole and not in part
There is a woman out there, you will all see

A Million Bright Stars

I listen to my thoughts

Turning over in my head

And now my mind is caught

As I’m rolling over in my bed

I’d think it wise to see

Early birds get the good worms

And wouldn’t you agree?

Your beauty would make any man turn

How intoxicating you are

Like the finest red wine

And like a million bright stars

You, my dear, do shine

You are

Like a million bright stars

Shining down on my life

In the deadest of night

Just when

I thought these feelings would end

You took over my heart

And I’m back at the start

And like a million bright stars

Baby, you shine, you shine, you shine

I listen to my heart

Beating faster in rhythm

Ready to fall apart

If I fail to cross this chasm

I’d think it lovely to hear

Your voice speaking to me now

Babe, I wish you were here

And, well, I really miss you somehow

How coating are these feelings

Like the finest varnish

And the night is concealing

That which was garnished

You are

Like a million bright stars

Shining down on my life

In the deadest of night

Just when

I thought these feelings would end

You took over my heart

And I’m back at the start

And like a million bright stars

Baby you shine, you shine, you shine

I dream of moonless nights

I pray for sunless days

I look for a chance that I might

See the stars shine at the height of May

Warm budding flowers

Lit up by the person you are

The thunderous trees tower

In opulence observing

These million bright stars

You are

Like a million bright stars

Shining down on my life

In the deadest of night

Just when

I thought these feelings would end

You took over my heart

And I’m back at the start

And like a million bright stars

Baby you shine, you shine, you shine

Spurning Love

Rejecting the common enterprises

Of the immature one, who obliges

Receding into a pericarp

At the point of which she prepares a scarp

For the battle that is compulsory

To consider him worthy is adultery

To the subjection of her psychosis

Because anything other than her own prognosis

Causes her neurosis to become ferocious

Contributing to an appearance of him being atrocious

An obdurate half-wit

Less intelligible than a corpse

He is merely myopic

Of the water bottled at the source

Ignorant of the connotations

Of this curious concept

Adducing another misrepresentation

Congelation lacking respect

Spurning love

Burning bridges

Competing in failing distractions

To see only a reaction

Directing her to massacre

And the heart stops at the damage incurred

From the rapine of his strong affections

While manifesting rancor despite objection

Now the correction of her conclusions

Demand an answer other than his own illusions

Causing allusions to all the confusions

Contributing to an emergence of him having delusions

An obdurate half-wit

Less intelligible than a corpse

He is merely myopic

Of the water bottled at the source

Ignorant of the connotations

Of this curious concept

Adducing another misrepresentation

Congelation lacking respect

Spurning love

Burning bridges

Insane and perplexing are your implications

Irking and exigent are the exacerbations

Of all the wars and debates that go on

Minor inconveniences that you say are none

If I was Jack you wouldn't need a giant and a beanstalk

All you would need to do is open your mouth and talk

All your implications either way are merely chalk

Drawn on the ground to give you time to stall

Until this mysterious figure helps build a wall

From us and the Truth, Life, and Way

So please try and outrun the pain

Cuz you can’t hide your stains