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Busted!
My shackles have weakened
this Poem marks the end
It’s over, yes, I'm afraid its true
This poem is the last one about you
my heart belongs to me again
I don't even desire to be your friend
I no longer give a care about who or what you do
My body is no longer available to you
why? did you think I was stupid?
when love you was all I ever did
Now I know the truth about why I couldn't tell
all the others, I wasn't the only one, oh well
You were good at your game
but you've lost now, Loser! just the same
you were good at covering your mistakes
but your ass is busted now, I see you are a fake
Julie showed me accidentally that day
you are shit to me now, that is all I will say
she posted the comment on your profile wall
she wanted you to give her a call
typical guy, but never will I cry
while you leave, I won’t even bother to wave good bye
Its over, You limp dicked bitch, so whatcha gonna do?
Oh, I've got one more thing to say, “Hey asshole! fuck You!”
The Dream
Lying all alone here
wishing that you were near
my body throbbing with desire
anticipation increasing the fire
can this fire be quenched?
I can't take it my body is drenched
no fingers allowed inside
only you when I get to ride
wildly and furiously
videotaped for us to see
bound, blindfolded and only for you
you have control, do what you want to
the way our bodies feel inside
when you enter my body it opens wide
feeling you enter me,
I want to know, I want to see
you slide it in and out
feels so good I scream then cry out
I wonder if this is real
the way my body is starting to feel
I wake up alone in my bed
the dreams are always playing in my head
Will they ever come true?
Well, I believe that is up to you.
For A sexy Man
I look into your eyes so deep
your photo keeps me awake
no! I don’t want to go to sleep
My body, I want you to take
I think about you all the time
My thoughts are never hazy
my family thinks I’ve lost my mind
they tell me that I’m crazy
to talk so much about someone
that I’ve never really met
they joke around and have their fun
at my expense, yeah, you bet
but I don’t care what people say
or what they think I should do
Because all of their voices fade away
when I look at my picture of you