Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Tribute to General Motors | POEM

Tribute to General Motors
Written By: Christopher Williams

You can keep your Mustang and Rolls Royce
Because General Motors is my only choice
All the way from Chevrolet to Pontiac
And let's not forget about Cadillac
I'll burn rubber in a '69 GTO
Or kill your Mustang with a Camaro
Give me a muddy road, I won't get stuck
No, not in my Silverado pick up truck

Take a trip anywhere you want to go
Take the chevy Suburban or Tahoe
I'll just wave as I drive on by
When your Ford or Dodge has died
Somewhere on the side of the road
If you're lucky, I might offer a tow
If not, well, you have two thumbs
It's what you get for being dumb

Now, my love for Chevy can't be measured
It's bad ass and won't die under pressure
It will always rule the city streets
It doesn't know a damn thing about defeat
It'll climb that mountain to the top
It'll go around the world none stop
Hauling any load, whether light or heavy
You'll never go wrong driving a Chevy

Sunday, May 31, 2009

What Do I Do? | POEM

What Do I Do?
Written by: Christopher Williams

Well, she left me all alone
I don't know where things went wrong
So, what do I do now that she's gone?
I guess I should just move on!

There's the hot red-headed Amanda
Calling me all the way from Atlanta
And the ragin' Cajun Suzanna
Who'll heat me up down in Louisiana

And let's not forget about Zoe
With that twin sister, Chloe
Both girls want a chunk of me
At the same time, if they please

You know, Ashley means no harm
Working down on her daddy's farm
She'll steam the windows of her car
Just to make sure you take her far

There's Felicia at the country store
Who always leaves you wanting more
And the one that I held the door for
Amelia, yeah, I'm the one she adores

I don't know what is that I got
These women all think I super hot
They want me, if I'm ready or not
They sure know how to hit the spot

But she left me all alone
I don't care where things went wrong
So, what do I do now that she's gone?
Hehe, do I really have to go on?

Saturday, May 30, 2009

My Luck | POEM

My Luck
Written By: Christopher Williams

With tears down my face
I felt like a waste of space
And a waste of your time
You said the fault was mine
I didn't look good enough
You didn't want my love

I wasn't filthy rich with money
I wasn't at all that funny
And just now you tell me all
It came crashing down like a wall
I guess I just wasn't enough
I guess that's just my luck

Friday, May 29, 2009

Down in Mississippi | POEM

Down in Mississippi
Written by: Christopher Williams

Down in Mississippi
Is where you'll find me
Where we play in the mud
With our pick up trucks

It's where the cotton grows
And where Jesus saved my soul
It's home to me, and home to you
It's the home of The Blues

It's where I'll raise my kids
Like my father and mother did
It's where the clear starry sky
Comes out to sparkle at night

It's where you work all day
And everyone drives Chevrolets
Yeah, I ain't no Ford truck man
So this explains who I am:

I'm Southern by God's grace
Can't live no other place
This is me, This is country
Down in Mississippi

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Thorns on a Rose | POEM

Thorns on a Rose
Written By: Christopher Williams

I was walking along on my way home
Remembering that I left you all alone
And thinking all about last night
When we had a screaming fight

I stopped along the side of the road
Just so I could pick a rose
I thought it could ease the pain
And I didn't even care about the rain

I stood right there with shears in hand
I took a hold to clip it off, and
I felt it so sharply in my finger
Right then and there that one thought lingered

I guess it's just the way it goes
You're like the thorns on a rose
And like a thorn in my side
There's nowhere else to hide
These feelings I have anymore
It hit me hard, kicked me to the floor
And all this is how I know
That you're just the thorns on a rose

Monday, February 9, 2009

Damn This | POEM

Damn This
Written by: Christopher Williams

Damn this rain
Damn this pain
I feel
This isn't real
It all seems
Like a dream
Last night
We had a fight
She blamed me
She said I cheat
We both shout
She has doubts
About my words
The shame's all hers
Who'd have thought
She'd be at fault
In all of this
He's hard to resist
His strong arms
And all his charms

So damn this rain
And damn this pain
I feel

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

The Kitchen Christmas | POEM

The Kitchen Christmas
Written by: Christopher Williams

Christmas hams and pecan pie
Makes the days fly right by
Peanut butter balls and divinity
Are just some of the candies
That we always get to make
And they bring us a perfect day

The kitchen always smell so right
We even work on into the night
For the meal and desserts are a feat
But they are always the perfect treat
Cooking and dining are my favorite things
That this holiday always brings

Once we've gathered and sat down
With everyone spread all around
Our most delicious, abundant feast
I know one thing for sure at least
That the time spent was not a waste
Cuz the kitchen Christmas goes in haste

Thursday, December 18, 2008

The Fisherman's Tree | POEM

The Fisherman's Tree
Written by: Christopher Williams

To his party, my friend invited me
The first thing I noticed was his tree
It sparkled, oh, so gloriously
But there was not a light to be seen

What I saw was quite the dazzle
The tree was covered with tackle
It had his guests forever baffled
I'm sure it was a terrible hassle

Dozens of plastic fish with hooks
It turned heads, and got alotta looks
This was surely one for the books
We sat at the table to see what was cooked

Someone prayed, and even made a wish
To understand his obsession with fish
I took a picture for those who'd miss
So that no one would ever forget this

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Santa's Chevrolet | POEM

Santa's Chevrolet
Written by: Christopher Williams

There's been a rumor, so it seems
Something new is coming Christmas Eve
Santa's giving up his deer and sleigh
He's coming to town in a Chevrolet
It's supercharged, candy apple red
Has lotsa toys and goodies in its bed
The eight reindeer are no longer good
When he has 400 horses under the hood

Just hear the roar of the chrome pipes
It let's you know he's out at night
He going to come as fast as he can
With his big red bag in his hand
Those mud-grip tires tread the snow
He'll rev it up and let it go
So watch as Santa comes your way
He's coming to town in his Chevrolet

What A Lonely Christmas Eve | POEM

What A Lonely Christmas Eve
Written by: Christopher Williams

Tonight, I'm home alone
Because she has gone
That girl has left me
What a lonely Christmas Eve

Truly, no creature stirs
And my vision, it blurs
From the eggnog consumed
During this nightly gloom

Left are the gifts you see
Tossed about under the tree
Fire place holds a flame
I'm still cold, she's to blame

Ever slowly by does time go
Doesn't heal my pains and woes
Never thought this way it'd be
What a lonely Christmas Eve

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Where Would You Be? | POEM

Where Would You Be?
Written by: Christopher Williams
Where would you be
On this Christmas Eve?
Would you be home?
Or would you be gone?

Where would you be
On this Christmas Eve?
With your heart's desire
Sitting by a warm fire?

Where would you be
On this Christmas Eve?
Will there be snow?
Or maybe eskimos?

Where would you be
On this Christmas Eve?
I hope that you'd be
Cuddled up with me

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Post-Fight Anthem | POEM

Post-Fight Anthem
Written by: Christopher Williams

Hey, Baby, when you're not around
Yeah, I find myself feeling down
Look in the mirror to see a frown

Won't you please, please come back
Don't keep me feeling like that
Ya got me bent all out of whack

Hey, Honey, you left me all alone
This sad night, it is almost gone
And your absence cuts to the bone

Girl, it's starting to get late
You'll come back to me, I pray
Before this all drives me insane

Hey, Sweety, this don't feel right
It's been one long, dreadful night
I wish we had never had that fight

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Shattered | POEM

Shattered
Written by: Christopher Williams

Sometimes I feel so beaten and battered
Like glass that has been fractured
I can't remember what really mattered
I look into a mirror that's shattered

The broken pieces showed things in reverse
So many of me, all in pain, it hurts
I know things will always get worse
The broken pieces showed another universe

The more I looked, my soul felt splattered
I could hardly walk, I only staggered
Tried to find my way back to what mattered
But still, I am left only feeling shattered

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

I Feel | POEM

I Feel
Written by: Christopher Williams

I feel just like a picture with a broken frame
I feel like the scarecrow without his brain
Or maybe like the tin man without a heart
Cuz you've torn mine out and ripped it apart

I feel like such an insignificant grain of sand
Or like a leaf on the wind, not sure where I'll land
I'm feeling like a ship tossed about in a squall
Lost at sea because I can't find my bearings at all

I feel just like a weed growing among the flowers
Like a superhero who has lost all his powers
I feel like some ancient long lost ruined city
Cuz you have gone and forgotten all about me

I feel like a shadow cowering away from the light
Afraid that it will kill me, and it just might
Shattered hopes and shattered dreams, what's really real?
I feel all these things, but at least I feel

The Great Lengendary Writer | POEM

The Great Legendary Writer
Written by: Christopher Williams

I was never picked for the baseball team
Never got a second glance is seems
I never had a date to the senior prom
So I just stayed at home with my mom

You know, not too many people cared
Never bothered to know I was there
Until they needed to cheat for a test
Cuz for that, I was always the best

I was the quiet one you called the geek
Always picked on me because I was weak
The girls poked fun at me everyday
I never got to go out on any dates

You didn't take time to know it
But I sure was one hell of a poet
I could turn it all into a song
About how everything is so wrong

I could write the best damn book
Full of twists and a plot with a hook
But no one took a chance to see
The great legendary writer that is me

I can't place one single blame
I think you're the one I can thank
For each and every piece of tragedy
Creating the great legendary writer, me

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Feed Zoe | POEM

Feed Zoe
Written by: Christopher Williams


Life is a very fragile thing
You never know what it may bring
We're not here on a permanent stay
So listen to what I have to say
Just do this one favor for me
If I die, please, feed Zoe
She's my very special girl
The best turtle in the world
Take her outside during the day
To her big tank so she can play
Let her have all her fun
As she bathes in the sun
But don't forget one thing, please
Don't ever forget to feed Zoe

When there is the fall of night
Bring my baby inside to dry
Let her crawl on the floor
So she can exercise and explore
Remember, right before she sleeps
Take a little time and feed Zoe
Tell her you love her, and you care
That I wish that I could be there
Make sure you clean her shell
And keep an eye on her health
She sleeps between her dock supports
Make sure she never gets bored
Clean her tank at least once a week
Tell her I love her when you feed Zoe

Saturday, September 20, 2008

I'm A Dying Breed | POEM

I'm A Dying Breed
Written by: Christopher Williams

Whenever I look around
They're nowhere to be found
Every time that I look up
I can't find their dirty trucks
They've all forgotten their roots
And hung up their muddy boots

It isn't right, and it's not fair
I'm a dying breed, and no one seems to care

We don't hang out anymore at night
No more staying out until day light
It's no longer a beer or liquor-based
It's now something with a fruity taste
They go around in their tiny sports cars
Just because with a little gas it'll go far

It's all about clothes, and about hair
I'm a dying breed, does anyone seem to care?

Why don't we fish the pond on my land
Go out hunting on my new deer stand
But guns and rods are no longer your thang
Good God, how much things have changed
You won't dare get on a horse's back
Don't rope and ride, and all of that

It's not at all truth or dare
I'm just a dying breed, if anyone cares

I put on my cowboy hate just the same
My friends've gone off, they're not the blame
It's all metrosexuals and pretty boys
Who are afraid to play with manly toys
One foot at a time, I slip on my muddy boots
I'm the only one who hasn't forgotten my roots

It's just not right, and it isn't fair
I'm a dying breed, and the only one who cares

Monday, September 1, 2008

A Little More Time | POEM

A Little More Time
Written by: Christopher Williams

Give me a little more time
This isn't what I had in mind
I had this plan, you see
I was going to start a family

I was on my way to see her
She was gonna give birth
She's about to bring the world
Our brand new baby girl

I just want a little while
To see that baby's smile
If this world I left
I'd miss her first steps

If You'd give me the chance
I'd love to see her dance
At her senior prom
And I'd miss her mom

Let me see her wedding day
So I can stand up to say
Something when I toast
The girl I love the most

Let me spoil my grandkids
Like my grandparents did
So Big Guy in the Sky
Let me get to my wife

Give me a little more time
Get me outta this car of mine
Let me finish my plan, please
I am going to start a family

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Senses | POEM

Senses
Written by: Christopher Williams

If ever I were to go blind
And your face was etched in my mind
You wouldn't hear complaints from me
Because its a wondrous masterpiece

If ever I were to go deaf
And only your voice was left
Ringing throughout my ears
I'd not care if I couldn't hear

But if your kiss I couldn't taste
My life would be such a waste
I'd be but a shell of a man
Everything would taste so bland

And if I couldn't feel your embrace
Tears would stream down my face
To death I wish I would succumb
Because I would forever be numb

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Heart, Soul, and Mind | POEM

Heart, Soul, and Mind
Written by: Christopher Williams

I keep you always in my heart, baby
And I keep you in my soul
I never ever feel lonely
Whenever I do so

My mind is filled with memories
That I'll never let go
Scenes of you and me
Like some picture show

There's a melody in my head
Its the sound of your voice
Every word you've ever said
Its my song of choice