Greet Me Good Morning
Greet Me Good Morning
By Jean Roy
I have clung to the notion of your love
but we have become nothing more than
a photograph on my bedside table
that flaunts a bond that no longer exists.
We used to belong together
like starry filled nights of august
but the universe seems desolate
knowing I awake
in this bed alone at the break of day
without your sun kissed smile
to greet me good morning.
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Gone Too Soon
Gone Too Soon
By Jean Roy
These tears trickle down my face,
while this feeling gets worst each day.
Not having you here any longer is a notion I can’t escape.
I wish this pain could leave, but somehow it stays.
I try and forget the past yesterdays
because I’m tired of pretending that I’m okay
when this pain is more than I can take.
…Why couldn’t you count on me,
Instead of going alone to heaven without me?
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Echoed Ghosts Of Love Gone Bad
Echoed Ghosts Of Love Gone Bad
By Jean Roy
The space between our
tear drops reverberate the
sound of breaking hearts.
This love is a wilted rose
of past pains and echoed ghosts.
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Cherry Blossomed Goodbyes
Cherry Blossomed Goodbyes
By Jean Roy
Her love had bloomed and
died like his favorite cherry
blossoms of summer.
But she had left before he had time to hold her tender
for summer love did not last past the first of September.
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Your Love
Your Love
By Jean Roy
Your love quenches my
thirsty heart under the rays
of a blazing sun.
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Life Unlivable
Life Unlivable
By Jean Roy
The stars tonight are
barely sparkling because
they know you’re not coming back.
So they remain barely visible
as the darkness tries to disguise the pain and make it invisible.
But a heartbreak is more than something physical
it makes living life without the one you love unlivable.
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Once Inside His Balls
Once Inside His Balls
By Jean Roy
And as he kept yelling
that I was his son
and that his son would never be gay,
I stopped and thought
I was once swimming inside his balls.
Probably with a pink tutu
and a lot of sperm boyfriends.
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I Live In A World
I Live In A World
By Jean Roy
I live in a world
where men would rather fuck me
than ever get the chance to love me.
I live in a world where arms
only want to hold me
to force and sexually control me.
Where my body is an object
to defect and infect
with lustful cocks who only want me for sex.
I live in a world where perfect asses
are the only assets that are of importance.
Their carnal desires of the flesh
is all that’s in the heads of these men.
See they would rather get to know my insides
with their organ of sexual prowess
but when it comes to anything more than fucking,
they remain nothing short of cowards.
See I must have gotten it all wrong
when my parents told me I was special.
Because the language that spews out their mouths,
isn’t of making love, but of honey tongued devils.
I live in a world
where my body is no longer sacred
just a vessel
to be degraded and underappreciated.
Because men these days
don’t want love
they just want a willing body
that can help them cum.
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Ripped Out Pages And Unfulfilled Promises
Ripped Out Pages And Unfulfilled Promises
By Jean Roy
Educate me on the pathway to your heart
so that I may take with me
the missing chapters
of the fairytale
you were promised as a child.
…Every woman should have a prince of her own
to keep the promises that her last knight and shining armour had broke.
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Secrets
Secrets
By Jean Roy
I wish you didn’t lie
when I made you promise one final time
for no more secrets of any kind.
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The Past
The Past
By Jean Roy
Memory lane just
isn’t a road I like to
go down anymore.
The past hurts too much to remember.
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Memories
Memories
By Jean Roy
These memories reek
of a yesterday that I
wish I could get back.
…But my mind has been stained
with old pains
that soap and water cannot wash away.
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In Love
In Love
By Jean Roy
Somewhere between what
my heart wants and my mind knows,
is a girl in love.
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There Is No Substitution For Love
There Is No Substitution For Love
By Jean Roy
Why don’t you write poetry about me?
I thought I was supposed to make you happy.
But I guess she will always be your muse,
and I’ll always be her substitute.
If only you could open your eyes and truly see
how badly it hurts that because you can’t have her, you’re settling for me.
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First Heart Break
First Heart Break
By Jean Roy
We said goodbye
in the hardest way.
Our lips had kissed
speaking of a farewell our mouths could never say.
And as we locked our eyes in the final embrace,
you wiped away the ocean of tears from my face.
With a forehead kiss, you walked away,
leaving me to experience my first heart break.
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