You Say I Lack Compassion

You say I lack compassion

& am too argumentative

but I love with great passion

& isn't that very relative?

That I am a womanizer

a sucker for pretty girls

but, what's wrong with that Sir?

to crave for curves and curls

That I am a rich and spoil brat

                                  born in much wealth and privilege                                  

with a spoon, a cane & a hat

That I've never seen a village.

But I know all my faults

& I am candid, a cool cat.

I know what's true & false

& I know where the party's at.

So you can judge and hold a grudge 

name all that is wrong with me  

that I am so out of touch

of reality and such

but I've never cheated & rarely lie

I'd meet you coming through the rye

with me what you see is what you get

specially if you are a brunet ;)

(or a blond, or a redhead, especially if you are redhead)

-Marcelo

Who are you dear user?

Who are you dear user?

does my poetry amuse?

Be my judge my accuser

for I am lacking a muse.

Do I write with care?

Do you like what I share?

Be truthful and swear

do I rhyme with flair?

Surely I do not compare

to whom this is their affair

of that I am quite aware.

But am I good or fare?

That I really want to know

In your eyes, do I glow?

do I have rhythm and flow?

am I cool as winter snow?

-Marcelo

I Once Knew

I once knew a woman

that shined as a diamond,

immune to woo's of men 

& of my heart a tyrant.

For her, I'd search all hell

or seek her up above.

For I am under her spell.

For I am deep in love.

-Marcelo

I Have Been So Lonely

Oh, I have been so lonely,

since my girlfriend left me.

Now, I recall her fondly,

like a sailor the sea.

Should have been wiser

than to make her upset.

Now I need an adviser

on how to forget.

Should have kept her closer.

Should have kept her near.

Now I am a just a composer

with his heart on a spear.

-Marcelo