When You Walk By

If our eyes meet the world will end,

Rockets will launch—2012 in disguise.

If I see you and you see me, our eyes

Will meet—you’ll conveniently see your friends.

I’ll desperately need to check the time—

Staring at the ground is nothing new.

If you see me and I don’t see you—

Well, this is where it gets sublime,

You’ll walk by me while I’m watching birds go by.

If I see you and your eyes don’t interject,

I will lose my voice—as one would expect—

I’ll curse myself; ask why I must be so shy.

        DannYetman
http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/

Certainly We Will Never Meet

I searched every street, closer to death than you;
Alone, you were the allusion to my obsession.
As I searched, you were the passion in my eyes;
I wandered lost and alone on a bitter street.
A graveyard to my right, your eyes to the left,
Below me bodies rested, above me you sat.
You watched me from the sixth floor,
looking at me, you saw an awful sight.
The epitome of evil dancing in the streets,
You made sure our eyes were not to meet.

Nicole

I remember when you needed me;

you used to cry when I was gone.

Now it's I who need you;

now I cry when you are gone.

As you walk away

I see what you've become.

You were so innocent;

now you walk like anyone.

I cry as I watch you leave;

I can't believe that your gone.

I cry as I realize

Nicole's forever gone.
          DannYetman
http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/ 

Your Words

The clock never ticks,

inside an utopia such as this.

With your face transfixed,

your mind has nothing left to miss.

Your face is hollow,

your voice appears mindless.

With the words to say your shallow

today is the day you confess.

So you say you lived in glory;

Time with me was never wasted.

You look to me and say your sorry;

On me your words are wasted,

I have no words left to say;

I have no words to say I'm sorry.

          DannYetman

http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/ 

In The Shadows

On the moon; thine brother's shadow,

look to him, he watches you closely.

By day he comes to smile to you

but as the night falls upon the world

he begins to creep in the shadows.

He's sly, he knows what gets him caught,

he waits silently under his brothers wish,

With an ear to the wall he hears the rumors,

You tell him he has an air about him,

He tries to laugh but cannot hide his bitterness,

By you he cries in his empty world;

He cries beneath thine brother's wing.

                                 DannYetman

http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/ 

She Is A Rose

Do not give her that rose,

let the rose live instead.

She doesn't need a rose,

give her love instead.

If you gave her a rose,

she'd prick her fingers,

she doesn't need a rose,

let her save her fingers.

Do not give her that rose,

give her love instead.

Don't treat her like a rose,

let her live instead.

         DannYetman

http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/ 

The Summer Nights

I should have stayed on the summer nights,

I should have stayed that balmy night,

But so I called misfortune on my behalf,

I sat, and watched the memories;

I sat and watched on your behalf.

I should have stayed on the summer nights

I should have stayed that balmy night.

Overcoming was the procaine in your words.

The sun had set, the sun was lost;

With the taste of champagne your vision blurred.

I should have stayed on the summer nights

I should have stayed that balmy night

But so my intelligence was left behind.

I sat and watched the stars,

I watched the memories left behind.
                              DannYetman

http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/

You and I (Watch The Stars)

Through the window, the roof I remember;  

the sky we sat and stared forever.  

Back then we were dancers, you and I,  

our memories we thought would last forever.  

On the rooftop, the stars were mine,  

you and I, we sat forever.  

Those nights I can still remember,

they'll haunt me until I die.

You're the only thing I'll see forever;

even though you're no longer mine.
        DannYetman
http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/ 

For Them to Stare

Her vision is blurred,

but I see her fail.

Her vision is blurred,

with the tears that failed.

She cries to their faces,

But they don't care,

She's another pretty face.

For them to stare.

Her eyes bubble everyday,

but they look towards her hips.

Her life is broken everyday,

As I wait for a smile upon her lips.

                            DannYetman 

http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/ 

She Tries Too Hard

She tries to listen to his words.

His words are her life.

She tries to stay calm,

while he contradicts her life.

She tries to listen to his words,

but this life is not his.

She tries hard to remember,

but the memory is his.
     

She tries to thank him,

but he looks so worried.

She tries to say goodbye,

why is he so worried?

She tries to say goodbye,

but he can't let her go.

She says goodbye to him,

As he tries to let her go.

             DannYetman 
http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/ 

The First Time We Met

She lives her life,

and the world hates her.

She lives her life,

and the world beats her.

Their words break her bones.

Their laughter sends her crying.

Her innocence sickens them,

her passion repulses them.

She hears them say

how they hate her,

but still she smiles.

She hears them say

she'd be better off dead,

but still she tries to smile.

She watches them destroy her,

but still she prays for a savior.

                      DannYetman

           http://yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com/