Love it!!

It's been too long since it's been like this
JSG and miss_steph are back with a bang
Cause when we get going you won't want to miss
The best ther ever was in the FJ gang

Hello Steph I don't think we've met,
You've been here for years I can safely bet,
So you're an FJ too just like our Paula,
That is a feat I'd like to folla'
Hope we can talk someday about this n' that,
Over on Funkypool's General Chat

Suicide

It's a word you can read, and it's easy to say
Sad thing is, its also a topic that may effect you someday
Life can be over in the blink of an eye
But take a minute to think about those left to cry

I've made friends, I've made enemies and all have said
Suicide is always a thing that's gonna be in your head
I've had good times and bad times, many forgot
I love my six kids, that feeling will never stop

They're the reason I'm living and logging in here
In life I fear, starvation, illness and what's in that gear
But most of all I fear God, if he exists or not
I'm not one to comment, each read their own clock

I've lived through Belfasts troubles and know the score
Whats gonna happen when that man knocks the door
It doesn't matter if the kids are poor
He will put holes in the lot, each Angel not forgot

Suicides a truly terrible thing, there's always an option
Yes it's a simple quick way out, but think about the people
Those people who are now without, living in constant doubt
Speak to someone, please don't say nowt

Once it's done correct, you can't turn back
Another loved ones closest tied in a sack
Yes life's not easy, no picnic buy far
Think of the other options before you get in the car

Anyone who wants to chat about this subject contact me, it's something I know too much about...

How can you follow that
without sounding like a tw@
very nice poem blueberry and so very true
some people just dont have a clue

Pit ~ Knob

Blueberry ~ Deep. Great poem


Keep them coming

Friends

Thanks tu_kan_choo and gorgeous Paula too
I could do with some friends that care like you do
People burn their bridges and say I'm to blame
I manage but barely, to try and stay sane

As I stare down the barrel, it's no online game
But I made these decisions a long time ago, a shame
I always said when the time was right, I'd have you in my sight
Maybe today or tomorrow will be that night, you'll get that deserved fright

Don't cry to me, you knew, what was gonna come
Only thing you never knew was the angle it'd be from
I've had five years to practice, kids know I've got it right
To be honest I'd get bullseye, don't even need the sight

So when from Funky I vanish, please smile for me
It's when you know that those scum bags can't hurt you or me
This poem isn't a threat, it's a promise that was made
The very day that my life became a darker shade

I'll always have a fond spot for funky in my heart
I've nearly been a member from the very start
Life isn't a test run, and this is no April Fool
Remember me as you like, crazy or cool

Colin

Blueboy your poem is so sad, if you need help, seek it

Pete

Thanks for your concern it's appreciated a lot
There's just some things in life that need put to a stop
Some people are evil, some people are mad
Sorry that my poems seem so sad

I speak about my life, and experiences throughout
Sometimes I don't even know, what life's about
But I know life's got a purpose, that's not a doubt

Some people have what's coming and they deserve that sh*t
If you've messed with my family you know the score
Sorry but you're gonna get that knock on your door

People tell me my problem, is that I'm too nice
A few have what's coming in the middle of the night
Don't get me wrong I ain't tying the rope
So if that's what you fear, I'm not gonna sink my own boat

I've witnessed suicide from way too close
The reason they're living is as I patched up their boat
I'm not looking no blue Peter badge
The people that started this war make me mad

Don't think I'm a bad person cause I say how it is
Live can be over in such a whiz, thats just the biz
I ain't gonna do anything stupid like jump off a bridge
There's far too many Mangers left in my fridge !

I'll end this poem with what's on my mind
Why can some people never be kind
If theres reason to hate me, I understand
If you feel that way, stay in your far land

As I write this poem, I've a smile on my face
If you've ate what I have you'd be in the same place
All I ask of my friends is to be honest, loyal and true
Only then can we wear the same shoe !

Thanks Colin x

Edited at 04:43 Sun 03/04/16 (BST)

Your poems are good BB


Last night i got drunk, just pure greed
So a lazy Sunday is just what i need
And lazy it is as a lie on my bed
If only this pounding would go from my head

Hope your feeling better pal

Paula pounding heads is all I hear
When you've been necking pints of beer
No wait, not beer, it's wine for you
And lampposts you try to climb and screw.





































I wish I was a lamppost.

Why's it so hard to try and lose weight,
It's a constant struggle just to look great,
Can't eat this and can't eat that,
All the tasty food makes you go fat,
Veggies and salads, I eat like a rabbit,
Forever cursing my junk food habit,
Feels like I'm exercising from the moment I wake,
Then topping it off with a protein shake,
Forever in search of that killer 6 pack,
Dying from workouts is really quite whack,
Searching for a method that's everlasting,
Screw it I'll try Intermittent Fasting!

Holidays

on holiday in the sun
having fun
it seemed timeless
drink and food fabulous
always wondering if

if only
had it happened
would it happen
maybe maybe not
always in the back of my mind

I sit wondering constantly
had I done the right thing
yes, no truly I didn't know
the sun beating down
drink in hand

then the dreaded phone rang
was it
maybe it was
please lord don't let it be
the guilt I would've felt been away

my son began to talk
dad he said
I shrieked and said please lord no
my son said dad
its not what you think

I sat down so pleased
my mother hadn't gone
relieved and happy
then the words I never ever expected
my son said Dad

your brothers son
your nephew had died suddenly
I said what
he repeated those words
that drove a knife deep into my heart

I was relieved then shattered
in the space of minutes
happy and devastated all in one hit
I nipped myself was it for real
the tears running

now I had to ring my brother
what would I say
what could I say
to man that's lost his son
I made that call

In my life I have made many
but non like this
harrowing tears streaming
voice fading and whispers
I was 1800 miles away
what could I do

life is to short for many
it saddens me deeply
what happens in real life
sometimes hurts
but always remember the good times
always
the smiles, the jokes and the fun

Edited at 15:42 Tue 05/04/16 (BST)

R.I.P. Michael (36)
gone to early
may the Lord truly look over you
you were a bright star in a truly dark sky

Pit ~ HAHAHA you know me well

WIA ~ That was brill, loved that one

Priest ~ Sorry for ur loss

A luv thid thread u know

This even

Pit

What

Edited at 19:41 Sat 09/04/16 (BST)