I JUST WANT TO PLAY

I JUST WANT TO PLAY

Love is what puts the world in a spin.

Love is what puts fear in grown men.

Love makes people go crazy every day.

That’s why when it comes to love, I just want to play.

Love is great for a bowl of guppies.

You can give your heart to sweet little puppies.

Or even an old hound on the stray.

But when it comes to love, I just want to play.

Love can make a man stand tall.

But when that love is gone, it’s such a long fall.

Love is the best feeling there is, but love will never stay.

That’s why when it comes to love, I just want to play.

In true love you have to be an open book.

The other person has to be able to read you to see if things cook.

Sometimes you open up and they don’t, so it just doesn’t pay.

That’s why when it comes to love, I just want to play.

When you put yourself out there for loves sake.

It gives the other person an advantage to take.

When you’re in love, sometimes it’s not easy to say.

That’s why when it comes to love, I just want to play.

When you’re in love and you give your heart,

Some people will take that as a weakness and tear it apart.

And when the love goes away, it just ends up in a big fray.

That’s why when it comes to love, I just want to play.

When love is good, you take a deep breath and sigh.

When love is bad, you just want to cry.

Love starts out like a flower in bloom, but without sunlight, it will wilt and decay.

That’s why when it comes to love, I just want to play.

Sometimes the game gets to be old.

It would really be nice to find just one that really knows my soul.

If I could find someone that knows the game and wants to play,

Then when it comes to love, I could play every day.

STANLEY HENDRIX

11/21/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

IT’S NOT LOVE

It’s not love, I don’t know what gave you that notion.

When I’m with you, I don’t care if you’re just going through the motions.

You say you don’t want to hurt me and leave me blue.

But what is the downside to being with you?

It’s not love, more like an infatuation.

I’m looking for a friend and a lover, not a full-time relation.

You say because you don’t feel the way I do, things must end.

You say to go on would be using me, so you can only be my friend.

It’s not love, that gets me so crazed,

It’s just that you never cease to amaze.

It’s not love that has me about to bust,

It’s just your body that has me in such lust.

It’s not love, for which I’m looking,

It’s just your smile that has my juices cooking.

It’s not love, that I want from you,

It’s just to be friends and do what we do.

It’s not love, and being with you would never make me sad,

Because what we’ve had is give and take and that’s not bad.

It’s not love, but there is one thing that would make me glad,

And that’s to go back to being friends the way we had.

It’s not love, that makes me want you near,

It’s just your laugh that I want to hear.

It’s not love, listen to what I say,

I’m out to have some fun, I just want to play.

It’s not love because in life there are those times

when you hear a verse, and a rhyme is just a rhyme.

It’s not love, but I feel like a wandering Noam,

And sometimes a poem is just a poem.

It’s not love, but you are my inspiration.

Without you, my life would not have had its restoration,

It’s not love because sometimes a friend is just a friend.

Sometimes a friend can bring you back from the darkness within.

It’s not love, and I know it never will.

I know from you; you just want to keep it real.

From me, the message I want to send,

I will do anything to not lose you as a friend.

STANLEY HENDRIX

11/20/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

JUST AN OLD FOOL

I may be just an old fool, but I know your soul has to be free.

I know you can’t be just for me.

I know that getting close to anyone is not your goal in life.

I know you’ll probably never again be a man’s wife.

I think I know you as well as anyone can do.

But I don’t think anyone will ever know the real you.

I don’t think you want to face how you feel.

You hide within the game, so you don’t have to face what’s real.

I don’t need a long commitment, it doesn’t have to be just you and me.

I do want a long-term lover that will be there for me to see.

You say that we can be friends and that’s as far as it can go.

I say I want to be your main lover, and you say no, no, no.

To say the word love is strictly against the rules.

To even think of it, I would be such a fool.

There’s nothing worse than an old fool, so that’s a place I won’t go.

Sometimes I do have these feelings, but that’s something you can never know.

You say you have no problem playing with friends.

But this is something that someday you may resend.

The reality is that someday the playing may end.

When that day comes, I hope we can still be friends.

There’s a big difference in our age and I knew that from the start.

But age can’t dictate what’s in the heart.

I’m afraid that if you know how I feel it would drive you away.

That’s why I will stay silent, so you will stay.

To know you like no other, even if just for a while,

To spend my days looking at your sweet smile,

To know what you’re thinking would be so cool.

But don’t listen to me, it’s just the ramblings of an old fool.

STANLEY HENDRIX

11/14/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

WHEN

When I need something to help me go that extra mile,

All I need is to see your glowing smile.

When I need something to make all things right,

The touch of your skin will get me through the night.

When things start to go wrong,

You hold me in your arms and I have a place I belong.

When the time comes that I have to take the blame,

It makes all things right when you call my name.

There are times in my life when things don’t rhyme.

I kiss your sweet lips and know that you are mine.

When you are far away where I can’t see,

All I have to do is close my eyes and you are there for me.

When I go into battle, you will patch my wounds.

If I’m laid up injured, you’ll play my favorite tunes.

When I need some air, you will help me breathe.

If I need some honey, you are my bee.

When it’s dark, you will be my light.

If I lose my eyes, you’ll be my sight.

When life has got me down,

You’ll bring me back up just by being around.

When I’m cold, you’ll warm my bones.

If I’m hot, you’ll bring me an ice cream cone.

When I’m tired, you’ll let me rest.

When I’m on the run, you’ll give me your best.

When I am thirsty, you’ll be my drink.

When I’m challenged, you’ll make me think.

When I’m hungry, you’ll be my bread.

When I’m blue, you’ll be my red.

Some people wait a lifetime for someone like you.

Some people wait a lifetime for a love so true.

I’ve been waiting all my life, and now it’s at the end.

But to have you to love, my life will just begin.

STANLEY HENDRIX

11/14/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

THE GUARD

You’re the only one that I could ever meet

That would rather be called a bitch than something sweet.

You have a guard up that has no toll.

It surrounds your body and protects your soul.

You have a guard that likes to show its might.

You have a guard that, when crossed, can put up a fight.

You have a guard that keeps out all the pain.

You have a guard that is driving me insane.

No one can get close enough to know the real you.

The guard will keep people out, so they can’t make you blue.

To show that you care can sometimes cause rain.

But the guard is always there to block out the pain.

Your guard lets nothing get in.

Every time I get close, I get pushed back out again.

When your guard is up and blocking out the wrong,

It’s blocking out what’s right, such as a beautiful song.

In order to stop the hurt

The guard buries all feelings in the dirt.

The only thing that can get through to you is blood

And even then, you could end up in the mud.

I know if I work too hard to penetrate,

Things won’t go well for my fate.

I just need to articulate,

Bide my time and try to wait.

I know your guard is there to protect you from what’s bad.

On that point, I agree because I never want to see you sad.

I say that I would never hurt you as I stand by your guarded door.

You say you know, but you’ve heard it all before.

I need to figure a way past your guard.

Maybe if I planted some flowers in your yard.

Then maybe I’m just thinking too hard.

Maybe I should just try making friends with your guard.

STANLEY HENDRIX

11/05/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

THE GAME

There’s a game in life that everybody plays.

It’s played all over the world in many different ways.

This is a game that has many different rules.

It’s played by those that think they are smart, and it’s played by fools.

As every rule has its conception,

Every rule has its exception.

As you use these rules as your tools,

You’ll find that every exception has its rules.

This game you have to play to the end,

But it’s a game no one can ever win.

The game can be played for your whole life.

Sometimes we even take along a husband or wife.

To play the game can really be cool.

Some play nice and some play cruel.

The game can make your nerves run thin.

The rules of the game can sometimes make you sin.

This game can keep you on the run.

Some people play for keeps and some play for fun.

In the game all things are fair.

Some that play the game, just don’t care.

This game shouldn’t be played with a friend.

That is one of the rules, but rules are made to bend.

When playing with a friend, and you take a roll in the clover.

When the game is done, your friendship could be over.

In this game, there is no wrong or right.

And sometimes to reach your goal, you may have to fight.

In this game, there is no blame,

But we still point our fingers just the same.

In this game, if you want to make it through,

You should find someone that likes to play with you.

If you can find someone that seems like they were sent from above,

If you can find the right person, you’ll do well in this game of Love.

STANLEY HENDRIX

11/04/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, CREATESPACE.COM, and KINDLE