I haven't written much since high school but I still periodically pick up the pen and pour my heart onto the paper. I'm not your typical poet, but now a days, what is 'typical'? I am, unfortunately, reluctant to sharing these because I always get questioned as to why I wrote them or who they are about but I am starting to share more often. If you have any tips, I would love to hear them. Also, if ... more »
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Bobby Pask Poems
There isn't much I truly miss. I still feel every touch Remember each kiss.
I Still Love You
youre confusing me more than ever before causing me to hit my head on a door
Challenge of Pain
pain strikes you with the worst timing and you dont know what to do your heart is flaming
Why Not Me?
i know you love him and he loves you. my chances are slim and its true
Where it Ends
where it will end is unpredictable and people tend to be miserable
Without you here I can’t find my way When near I’m okay
Don't Take the Bait
He’s a cheapskate You will be miss led He just wants a date To have misread
When cowering And on the ground And they are towering You’ll be found
I am slowing To be with you till the end, Where it’s flowing, Even if I’m just a friend
At the Edge
when youre near i feel like chanting ive no fear, without ranting
When Will You Notice
on a mountain in a park near a fountain i hear a bark
if fear dwells temptation rules no strength wells acting like fools
What do you look for
what do you look for i try my best i know you want more than to be told youre better than the rest
Since You Came
heavily breathing searching fighting falling
Comments about Bobby Pask
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
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(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
There isn't much
I truly miss.
I still feel every touch
Remember each kiss.
My memory is
I don't know what to do about this
It's been too long.
I want you
Now and forever.
Someone to lie next to
And cause me a fever.
After every fight
I want to see your face.
At the end of each night
I want to share your space.
I just can't be
All I see
Is how you affect my core.
I want... No.
I need you.
I can't seem to do
One and only.
The thought of losing...