unwise

Mar. 5th, 2012 10:46 am
metaphorliteral: (in the process)
You lead me down the roads I shouldn't go.
I should know better than to follow you by now,
but you beckon me, and I can't say no.

The sole result my travelling will show
is merely sweat that trickles from my brow.
You lead me down the roads I shouldn't go.

I walk the bank against the river's flow,
and think of things my heart should not allow,
but you beckon, and I can't say no.

The fields I trek will grow and die and grow,
and so my love for you, but who knows how
you lead me down the roads I shouldn't go?

The path that leads to you is dark, and lo,
at the end you stand and take a bow.
You beckon, and I just can't say no.

You'll lead me to destruction, this I know,
and keeping far away should be my vow.
You lead me down the roads I shouldn't go,
but when you beckon, I just can't say no.
metaphorliteral: (in the process)
The end of the semester is the time for procrastination.
We're counting down the hours and the minutes 'til they're due,
but finishing these papers waits on flashes of inspiration.

Compared to the delays at midterms, there's a clear relation:
No one's got the drive to see a single paper through.
The end of the semester is the time for procrastination.

As turn-in time approaches, we're awash in perspiration.
We frantically flip through pages, looking for something new,
but finishing these papers waits on flashes of inspiration.

The ticking of the clock is a time bomb aggravation.
As time drags on, it's inevitable that we get more blue.
The end of the semester is the time for procrastination.

The end approaches-- every word we type's a fabrication.
We finish one thing, then pick up the next that's in the queue,
and all these papers wait on one more flash of inspiration.

Finally, we type the final words of our dissertation.
There's not even time to look it over in review.
The end of the semester is the time for procrastination,
and papers finished on desperate flashes of inspiration.

finals week

Dec. 8th, 2011 03:41 pm
metaphorliteral: (in the process)
The decorations lend a festive air
while chaos reigns beneath their twinkling glow.
The students wish that they were anywhere

besides in front of the monitor's glare
trying so hard to get the words to flow.
The decorations lend a festive air,

but Christmas is too far away to care.
Writing term papers, sucking down cups of joe,
the students wish that they were anywhere,

perhaps in bed, at home, or in the air
en route to Europe. Here's the status quo:
the decorations lend a festive air

while below the tinsel, students tear out their hair
as prose quality declines to a new low.
The students wish that they were anywhere

because all these exams just aren't fair
and everyone's beyond ready to go.
The decorations lend a festive air
while students wish they could be anywhere.
metaphorliteral: (in the process)
Put in a little effort and impress me.
I know that you can do better than that,
so show some backbone and then let me see.

Don't hear my criticism, turn, and flee.
Are you a man or a scared little rat?
Put in some effort, kid, impress me.

I know this isn't all that you can be.
I've seen more ingenuity from a cat.
If you ever grow a backbone, let me see.

Is this all it takes to bring you to your knees?
Down for the count, laid out on the mat?
Come on, put in the effort, impress me.

Obviously pissing you off isn't the key.
What, do I have to come after you with a bat?
You have no backbone. Nothing here to see.

Great session, Jimmy. I think therapy
will cure your insecurity down pat.
You put in the effort and impressed me.
You've got a backbone, that is clear to see.

abracadabra

Nov. 2nd, 2011 11:31 pm
metaphorliteral: (play crack the sky)
You said there was magic you could show
me that would prove your love was true.
Just hold me close and never let me go.

When you found me, my life was full of woe,
and it seemed sorrow was all I could view,
but you said there was magic you could show

that would release me from my constant low.
I asked to see it-- what else could I do?
You held me close and didn't let me go.

You broke me free from my sad status quo,
and gave me hope and joy to stand in lieu.
It must have been real magic that you showed

me on that day, and ever since, there's no
length I wouldn't go in thanking you.
Please hold me close and never let me go.

Your love has made me stronger, and so
there's nothing that can sadden me anew.
This is the greatest magic you can show--
just hold me close and never let me go.
metaphorliteral: (in the process)
Just be quiet. Everything is fine.
Even if now you can't see the light,
hold your tongue, my dear, and toe the line.

Everything you see could be a sign
the path you're treading is the one that's right,
so just be quiet. Everything is fine.

Things all happen according to design.
Don't heed it when you feel the urge to fight,
only hold your tongue and toe the line.

Although now you can't see the sun shine
it doesn't mean the world's no longer bright.
Just be quiet. Everything is fine.

All your troubles soon will turn out fine
if you keep your goal within your sight,
hold your silly tongue, and toe the line.

Honestly, no one wants to hear you whine,
and suffering is best done out of sight.
Just be quiet, everything is fine.
Hold your sobbing tongue, and toe the line.
metaphorliteral: (in the process)
Don't go out of your way to be cruel,
because everyone can use a little kindness.
Be a good person, follow the golden rule.

Some people think that being mean is cool,
but I think that's just proof of their souls' blindness.
Don't go out of your way to be cruel.

Sympathy's more precious than a jewel;
a friendly ear can bestow a heart with lightness.
Be a good person, follow the golden rule.

Mike's a jerk all the time. What a tool!
Someone should tell that asshole he should mind this:
Don't go out of your way to be cruel.

Simon is kind to people. He's no fool,
though his sweet nature may be due to highness.
He's a good person, he follows the golden rule.

Karma declares that your actions will pool
and come back to you, so in time you'll find this:
Don't go out of your way to be cruel;
be a good person, follow the golden rule.
metaphorliteral: (in the process)
This train of thought has got me in a bind.
You'd think by now that I would have a clue.
If I keep going, I just might lose my mind.

I search and search, but solace I can't find.
Ideas that calm me down are far and few.
This train of thought has got me in a bind.

I've worried so much that my forehead's lined.
I wish that I could find some peace in view.
If I keep going, I just might lose my mind.

These thoughts have turned me deaf and dumb and blind.
I can't describe the trials they put me through.
This train of thought has got me in a bind.

I could relax if people would be kind.
I think a little sympathy is due.
If I keep going, I just might lose my mind.

My certification may as well be signed.
I'm going crazy... so what else is new?
This train of thought has got me in a bind.
If I keep going, I just might lose my mind.

lovelorn

Sep. 26th, 2011 03:07 pm
metaphorliteral: (in the process)
You have no idea what you do to me.
I see your face whenever I close my eyes.
Why won't the memory of you leave me be?

In a room you are all I can see.
I'm still amazed you haven't heard my sighs.
You have no idea what you do to me.

Seeing you with her is agony.
My heart beats because I tell it lies.
Why won't the memory of you leave me be?

I am no longer comforted by tea.
Your scent with the aroma tends to rise.
You have no idea what you do to me.

I can't even escape you in the sea.
I see your gaze in the deep water's guise.
Why won't the memory of you leave me be?

When I see you, my stupid heart feels free.
I'd forget you, if only I were wise.
You have no idea what you do to me.
Why won't the memory of you leave me be?

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