Things change,People change,Feelings change,But relationships, should they change? -Jeru
My friends say I am crazyTo think you are the one for meMy parents say I am unhingedTo think you are the one for meBut what do you think,about being the one for me? -Jeru
American dreamAdmist the turmoilIn quarantine styleMy heart is denied American dreamI am aliveLiving in styleDancing to jive American dreamAppeals to manyLost is every pennyYou are not so lonely American dreamLust for allGames need to be wonThe money is fun American dreamWish you were my realityLiving … Continue reading American Dream
My baby, got me tongue tied.My baby, makes me feel the rip tide.My baby, helps me thrive.My baby, is the same person I just buried alive. -Jeru
Hold me closer,Treat me betterLet me lay in your arms. You are my soldier,My happily ever afterYou make my life better. -Jeru
I miss you I really do I want to share these moments with you In my laughter and in my pain I wondered what you would do You were always there for me You smiled at me when no one else did You were a … Continue reading I miss you
Sleeping not knowing what lies amidst, Down in the dark abyss. For fear the night crawls, The heart can’t take it all. I look to take a peep, It’s so fearful I am bound to leap. It might eat me from within, It might creep … Continue reading Lizzy
If I die tomorrow, I don’t want you to remember me for who I am, Or who you thought I was. But for the person I became, Because that is the person I am today and will be, For as long as you remember. -Jeru
I’ve had stories I’ve had dreams But I have never had one That could change my very being. -Jeru
My media was social, When I first double tapped you. Blue eyes, tall height Just as I pictured you. Nailing all the right statements, And a tad bit sexual tension. I knew I found the guy, Who would take me home that night. A promise … Continue reading The day I never met you
I walk the streets, all by myself, Through the parks, shops and lovely homes. I see the families say their evening prayers. And Children cry in their baby beds. Everyone gathered to break bread, Their supper is served on kitchen shelves. I feel the need … Continue reading Foster.
You’re odd. And how even are you? Then I guess we make a perfect subset. And maybe then, you are of prime importance to me. -Jeru
Poetry is what I write,
I hope that’s alright,
Well because for me it comes naturally,
I am trying to sound profound casually.