Junkyard Loser

Broken and rusted,no longer lusted.

Old and sagging and generally flagging.

There's a small twinkle in my eye still,

but no woman will welcome my invite for thrill.

My bones are a mess but my mind still tuned to confess.

The longing I still crave will carry me to the grave.

For every beauty that glides by me with grace,

I want to fall to my knees and bury my old broken face.

Why did I waste so much time dreaming of a better life?

And not take charge of my feelings and at least try and find a good woman,a wife.

Someone that would care that I'm fading away,

make me feel like a King, in a life faraway.

Reviews

[EloisaWrites]

This got me speechless. There's so much I want to say but I don't have the words for everything. I just hope that you find peace in whatever else you pursue and continue to do. And that you find your own worth that is not measurable by how many would care or by how many would recognize and applaud you. Your words have weight in them, sometimes they have sarcasms, frustrations and despair. Yet all I see is a man who cares too much and who love the world deeply.

[Bob Sherunkle]

Brought a tear to my eye there.I write what I see,I live in a wonderful city but see pain daily,most ignore it,I breath it in.

[EloisaWrites]

Taking the pain and being taken for granted is the reason why I love the lines of the song 'Vincent'. "Starry, starry night... Paint your palette blue and gray..." It's ok. The world continue to breathe and live; it is a bonus when there are people like you who cares. :)

[Laura Harrison]

A wonderfully written poem full of sadness and longing for love.

[Bob Sherunkle]

Many thanks.kind words

[N. Tripper]

Good poem. It's sad thing to realize you've wasted your life trying to grab something un-grabable (is that even a word? lol)

[Bob Sherunkle]

Ha ha,i know what you mean.Thanks for reading

[David Burke]

This is great lol, I love the internal rhyme I'm a huge fan of that lol great job man well done

[Bob Sherunkle]

Thanks Ryan,thanks for reading,have a great weekend.

[emmajoy]

There's amazing sadness in this, and it's written so well. Yet, it's the content that stares one in the face, the being reminded that whatever happens in life, human contact, human desire never truly fades. Sighing. If only there were magic wands.

[Bob Sherunkle]

I know,but we make our own choices and life and that's part of learning,suffering.Ho Ho Ho,Merry Christmas!!!

[emmajoy]

You go from abject misery to 'Ho Ho' in a flash of a kneecap.. makes me smile!

[Bob Sherunkle]

Flash of a knee cap,ha ha ,great!

[Alan B.]

Lovely poem. It is grave but beautiful.

[Bob Sherunkle]

Many thanks Alan,much appreciated that you read it.

[Raymond Federle]

Good write. I feel like this often but not to often. There's always a happy face around the corner..... She charges 50 bucks but what the hell life is short. LOL Well done Bob! :)

[Bob Sherunkle]

$50,wow! Ha ha.Thanks Raymond

[Trevor Barnett]

Capturing the lamentations and regrets of one's life. A very good write Bob!

[Bob Sherunkle]

Thanks Trevor

[R. L. Hill]

This is very beautiful. Sad. But beautiful.

[Bob Sherunkle]

Thanks Quirklet

[Rachelle]

Awww.... alright.... You forced me to write......
So... here's my try.....

Hosea

Come back to Me. Come back to Me.
Let Me lift you from your misery.
I have never left you all alone
'Was beside you all along.
All you had to do was ask
Nothing is too big a task.
I came in all humility
Lived a life of full simplicity.
Set the tone so that all may do
Seek the salvation I offer you.
No one can ever fill your life
Friends, family - not even a wife.
The joy you seek is in your heart
I lie -a flame - ready to spark.
In your misery I give to you
Empathy to help the others through.
Seek them out. Give them joy.
Be their anchor. Be their buoy.
It is in these that you will find
Lasting joy and peace of mind.
A life to serve others – hold it above
And in return they'll give you love.

by Mara

[Bob Sherunkle]

That's far better than mine!

[Rachelle]

Not my words.... I let Him speak through me.....
Mara

[Bob Sherunkle]

Who speaks through you? God?

[Rachelle]

Well, He speaks through you, too....

[Bob Sherunkle]

With all due respect,i'm not religious,used to be,but not anymore. The focus here is your writing,I really enjoyed this. Great write.

[Rachelle]

Thank you for your kind words. Not really religious, either. Maybe - more of spiritual. Maybe just trusting. I know how I write - I'm playful and also whiny.... Your work just provokes me to write this kind of stuff.

[Bob Sherunkle]

That's very kind of you,your work is excellent.