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Poem!"Tears"
I cry a tear for you, and it pisses me off..
I cry because you are gone, and never coming back again...
The tears come down my face as I burn the thoughts of you from my mind..
I say good-bye to you and wipe the tears away..
You enjoy your time with her cause I am dead to you now..
I hope she makes your life hell cause that is where mine is now...
I hope your happy now that I am gone..
I hope you miss me oneday as I missed you..
but I doubt you will...
Farwell my wittle man, have a nice life..
*cries one last time*
Farwell!!!!
Written by Trish
Poems I Wrote Ages Ago“Roses”
Roses, Roses, everywhere
Such beauty is her hair
Her wondrous eyes I do see
They send a charge through me
Petals of beauty before the night
Who can withstand such a sight?
The face of a rose is beauty indeed
To find my right rose, I shall ride my steed
I shall search till my strength comes to an end
In time my heart shall mend
Roses need to be treated with care
Finding the right rose is sometimes rare
Such beauty has she, would a rose ever want me?
Who has the answer? Not me. Ah......but she.
Roses, Roses, everywhere
Part 2
Roses, Roses everywhere
I seek God through song and prayer
Lord help me find the right one
Who has a heart for Jesus your Son
You know what I need to complete my life
A part of me that can be completed by a wife
To work together and beat as one heart
Praising your name and our service to you we start
Roses, Roses, everywhere
To treat my rose as a treasure so rare
Coming together as a husband and wife should be
Oh Lord, is th
PoemIt's not that hard to see,
That you don't love me,
And it's not that hard to tell,
Why I feel like I'm in hell,
You once told me you love me,
And now you say you like me,
You told me you loved everything about me,
But now it's hard to see,
You don't say I'm beautiful,
If you did I'd be very grateful,
You don't praise when I do good,
You only tell me what I should,
And baby I'm falling apart,
But I don't ever want us to part,
But lately it hasn't been easy,
Cause I've been going crazy,
And I don't know what to do,
Cause baby in my heart,
I can feel us falling apart,
But on the other hand,
I can't stand,
The fact that I miss you,
And the fact that I love you,
Because you don't love me so.
Poem 4Ticking Time
by Megan
An evil reigns among this great place
Sweeping up those he does make haste
Limited on time he's in a huge race
To demolish all who are in his space,
Watching carefully you will see
All the damage done to you and me
Ingesting us all he won't let you be
Because hes upset and angry with thee,
Only one greater, than him will win
Because hes almighty and bigger than sin
Time is ticking and running real thin
Till his return for his very own kin
Poem 5Bringing me through
by megan
Bringing me through
This jungle and zoo
You never gave up
On filling my cup
Refreshing my soul
During a black hole
You gave me a life
To see what i'd do right
Even though I fall short
You never will abort
My side which u stand
While you're holding my hand
Love is what you are
Even if you feel far
I know I can go
Where you always flow
Your word speaks truth
And brings forth fruit
Making me grow
In ways I wouldn't know
How to on my own
You have already shown
How much you love
From above
Thank you Lord
For what you poured
Into my heart
Allowing me to restart
PoemRainbow Bridge
Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable.All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend fin
Poem I Wrote Years Agoi wrote this poem years ago, and well it seems like it the same feeling has found me yet again
The Sounds Of Lost Love
Once raging, the sounds of the thundering heart
are much fainter now.
Quieted violently by the piercing words
of one so desired.
Tears of depression roll
over tattered cheeks, as the sounds of
lost love echo throughout the
caverns of a distraught mind.
Wounded deeply, the soul
sinks into submission.
While the deathly numbness of solitude
creeps up, overtaking the body.
He is left to die, all alone, in
his damp, dark world.
The lost soul would remain just that, lost.
Left to roam this pitiful
merciless world forever.
A Poem For Me From A FriendJackie
by billy 2006
Gentle kindness a friend of words, light this path of a non-spoken place, loneliness and strife away....deepens the crevicesinto simple grace, heart thickens happiness....filter out foes a mind of peace within everlasting,clearness of souls untouched boundings....cradling memories of lost times stolen,requiring rent to bloom....founding joy of shallow needs,crisp white pleasures glistening ahead....intriquing limitless inquiries,curiosity hastened,two worlds apart joined....purity of lifesgrowth within, strength into weakness begins..
Poem [you Saved Me]you saved me
Neon lights of green, yellow, pink, orange.
Drugged lies from boys
Throwing everything I still had
By drowning it in liquids of blue or mixed in punch
Thought I was soon to drop off the edge
Then you showed up
At first I thought I was just another pretty face
Slowly I began to slip away
You reached out your hand
And for a moment I stopped, looking to my past
Thinking was on a road broken promises and hollow lies
Never to return
But when you showed me I was all wrong
I know I could make it through then with you
Everything then faded with my moonlit life
Smiling to myself I beginning to think
All times I said "I love you"
I never meant as I did when I said it to you
As I start to rebuild myself
I realize for I have a shoulder to cry on
Still I dont think I'll have any reason
For as much as I love you
Thinking I never have to cry as long as I love you
2 Poems That I Wrote..do They Go Together...as i lay here
and think thoughts of you
i wonder whats on ur mind
i hope its of me too
the tears i cry
are made for you
i hate when your mad at me
because my heart gets so blue
you are a big piece of my heart
that i hold so true
i would never do anything to hurt you
for i love you oh so true...
THOUGHTS RUN DEEP
PAIN SO CLEAR
I COVER MY EYES
TO SHED A TEAR
MOVE MY HANDS
TO SEE YOUR FACE
A BROKEN HEART
NEEDED REPLACED
THOUGHTS OF YOU
FILL THIS PLACE
TURN TO RUN
TO GET AWAY
SHARPENED BLADE
HITS THE SKIN
ANOTHER THOUGHT
HITS DEEP WITHIN
TORN AND RIPPED
BLOOD RUNS FREE
I REALIZED NOW
THIS IS HOW IT WILL BE
A Poem.. Just How I'm Feeling Right Now : (these tears are streaming down my face
everyday and everyway
I find a way to disappoint myself
why do I put myself through this hell?
I'm afraid to put my heart on line
its just too hard to define
why I can't let myself trust anyone again
even I know I could be happy in the end
I just don't wanna get hurt again.
-Jolene B. Aug. 15, 2007
A Poem For All The Women Out ThereA POEM ABOUT OUR GIRLFRIENDS
Someone will always be prettier.
Some will always be smarter.
Some of their houses will be bigger.
Some will drive a better car.
Their children will do better in school.
And their husband will fix more things around the house.
So let it go,
and love you and your circumstances.
Think about it!
The prettiest woman in the world can have hell in her heart.
And the most highly favored
woman on your job may be unable to have children.
And the richest woman you know,
she's got the car, the house, the clothes~~~~
might be lonely.
And the word says, "If I have not Love, I am nothing."
So, again, love you.
Love who you are.
Look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say,
"I am too blessed to be stressed and too anointed to be disappointed!"
"Winners make things happen~~
Losers let things happen."
Be "blessed" ladies~~~~~
and pass this on to encourage another woman.
"To the world you might be one person,
but to the one person you just se
Poem About Abortion6 weeks old today mommy
a birthday gift for me
one pair of big blue eyes
through one day i will see
where are we going mommy
with the rain splashing down
when it hits the sidewalk
it makes a funny sound
banging through the big white doors
people dressed in green
if they ever hurt you mommy
just run away and scream
oh God please help me mommy
they are tearing me apart
see there goes my big blue eyes
then there goes my little heart
i truely love you mommy
believe me i really do
but the worst feeling is
i thought you loved me too.
A PoemJust one of my poems I wrote...enjoy ;) ~Lanie~
When you smile
You brighten my day.
You show me love
In the most simple way.
I want you with me
Of that I am sure.
An array of emotion,
So sweet and so pure.
For you I would go
To any great length
Endurance I have
As much as strength
I feel an emotion that is
Kindred to love
One that is as bright
As the stars above
You make me smile
Inside my heart
Though in distance
We are miles apart
You are the one I want
Above anyone else
And for you I can
Only give of myself
Come to me and
We shall see
If this is truly
What’s meant to be.
a.boudreaux 2006
PoemAMERICAN SOLDIERS
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You fight for my freedom and protect my future from any who try to destroy it,
You watch out for me while I sleep in the night,
You are always putting your life on the line,
whenever some terrorist tries to mess with my freedom,
You do so much for me,
and in return, I am going to serve you,
I am going to fight for your freedom, and to protect your family's future,
I am going to watch over you, and your family, while you sleep,
I am going to put my life on the line,
whenever some terrorist tries to mess with you and your family's freedom,
I am a dog on a leash,
just waiting to be let go.
Poem 2I Tribute The Soldiers
© By Kryst D. Dailey
'Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.'
Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster, 'Me and Bobby McGee'
We tribute the people whose lives were lost on a cold, unforgiving September day,
These souls rose up from the rubble to live on in our minds, thirsty things that can't
Leave the past behind and so we tribute the lost, and those who jumped, those precious
Loved ones who were never found, and our tears fall for the heroes who rose up in the
Dark rubble of falling towers, squaring their shoulders and searching for hours,
To rush in as others rushed out amidst the broken, scattered wings of America's freedom.
We tribute the men who died in the line of a duty that very well could have been left behind.
Those men who appeared with blood and dirt, the souls who never had the chance to hurt
For it all fell too quickly, a devastating cry from freedom's precious color-blind eye.
We send a prayer to the skies for the dev
Poem About MeSurrounded by walls of my own making
Best to leave the fantasy that dies over and over
While I am prisoner to what brings me pain
Best to live inside the walls of my own creation
Then allow them to be taken down again
I have not learned the lesson five times taught
Five times given
The price the same
Knowledge of that price still I allow those walls to fall
Only to put them back up
Once again scarred because of my own folly
No matter how many times I say it will never happen again
I take the walls down and slowly, brick by brick
I put them back up
Only to be lashed by reality as they are put back
Where they belong
Where they once stood
It is my lot in life to live behind those walls
Protected from the mistake that I make over and over
I will never learn the lesson
About pretty words and smiles
And once again I bear wounds that no one can see
Even if I wished them to
I expect no change
And shall be wary of any
I am now a jade figure
Living in this world
Where
Poem 3Soldiers Request
© By Rae L. Stowe-Paurich
I don't request forgiveness for the generation lines I broke for my country.
I don't request peace and love for all Americans.
I don't request the memories of my fallen comrades.
I don't request pity for the time I lost with my children.
Nor do I request that dreams come true.
Terrorism is not our down fall, but the lack of our own preparation as a nation.
I do request that we stop trying to find blame in anyone but ourselves.
The past has shown preparation is the key not blame.
I simply request that one and all show the ones they love how to survive, without depending on someone else to sacrifice their lives before yours.
A Poem 4 My DadI think I'll dedicate this poem to my Dad even though I didnt kno him that well. (R.I.P. Dad)
Not Knowing You
by Adriana Ramirez
I never knew you,
I never met you,
But yet, you loved me,
And I loved you.
I never hugged you,
I never kissed you,
But now I long for my home,
I long to know you.
Now it's tool late.
It's too late to say hello,
It's too late to say goodbye,
It's to early to shed tears,
And to early to say you are gone.
But I know your departure is near,
And you have decided to leave everything behind,
Knowing you've lived a full life,
With ups and downs.
You are headed for the light,
You are heading for eternity,
You are heading for true love,
You are heading for eternal life.
It's too early to say good bye,
It's too late to say hello.
I love you,
Even if you don't know me.
A PoemI wrote this poem a few months ago.
Spring is in the air,
we try to live each day without a care.
Spring is the time of love,
we search for it everywhere even asking from above.
Spring oh spring oh how I love thee.
The Crisp night's, the cool morning's.To watch the animal's play.
Each day longing for you to bring someone my way.
Spring brings things a new,
Things meant for two.
I hope one day,Spring brings me to you.
We will meet,we will play,then fall in love.
And I will think you were sent from above.
Thank you spring,Thank you for sharing with me,
all the love that you bring forever I will love thee.
Hope you liked it.....Peace!.
Poem:your Eager MindDesireable is how I see you,
exciting and free willing,
beautiful with tenderness I want to,
ravish your body passionately and
arouse the heart of your eager mind...
Sign: Raymond Starns
Date: 8/17/07
PoemComing into my own for the first time in many years.
Feeling fresh - as if alive and new for this first time.
There is something happening.
Realizing for the first time finally that I am okay.
Not a supermodel but beautiful inside and out.
I am not perfect but because I try I am good enough.
I can look at myself -smile- and feel good about me.
This is the butterfly I have emerged into being!
It is truly a glimpse of glory.
Emerging from my tightly woven cocoon...
Of critical withdrawals keeping others at bay.
Unfolding...emerging...a new beginning.
An awesome desire of passion.
Living life in the very moment, with an incredible energy not known before.
Wings are open, colors are showing brilliant - glowing.
Flapping -I SMILE!-flashing
Soaring to new heights...flitting as butterflies do.
PoemA Glimpse Of A Butterfly's Glory
Coming into my own for the first time in many years.
Feeling fresh - as if alive and new for this first time.
There is something happening.
Realizing for the first time finally that I am okay.
Not a supermodel but beautiful inside and out.
I am not perfect but because I try I am good enough.
I can look at myself -smile- and feel good about me.
This is the butterfly I have emerged into being!It is truly a glimpse of glory.
Emerging from my tightly woven cocoon...Of critical withdrawals keeping others at bay.
Unfolding...emerging...a new beginning.
An awesome desire of passion.
Living life in the very moment, with an incredible energy not known before.
Wings are open, colors are showing brilliant - glowing.
Flapping -I SMILE!-flashing
Soaring to new heights...flitting as butterflies do.
ALIVE...REAL...HAPPY...NEW
Sensational discovery thanks to all of you.
PoemAnxiously anticipating the unexpected release.
Wondering if it will be as it seems.
Feeling an incredible urge to bolt and run.
Knowing I must wait because I might come undone.
Will waiting cause a loss of nerve?
Will the frenzy building cause me to swerve?
Seems so different to feel this way.
Wonder what made it be so different this day?
Starting to come into my own.
Learning that life is better than I have ever known.
You just have to believe that you have a purpose.
That for someone, somewhere you have an incredible worth.
It has always been hard to accept that good things are deserved.
When they come along often times I throw them a curve.
Getting better with each passing moment.
One of these days ...
I
will learn to
be incredibly appreciative
of who I am becoming.
ME!
PoemSatiated, drenched
hungry, quenched
sublime, ecstatic
overdrive, automatic
heart of gold, sold my soul
missing much to make me whole
want to be wanted, need to be touched
fever burning, wantings torched
inside and out, upside down
showing my smile, to hide a frown
get back up, dust myself off
honest, real, let you know what I feel
laughter and tears
through all of the years
life goes on
PoemOkay, I wrote this poem the other night while I was fighting with my husband. I'm not sure if I like it, or if it really expresses my emotions as clearly as I'd like, but here is it. You can decide what you think.
Sadness grips me,
clings to me,
as my body begins to tremble.
Everything is wrong...
Everything is wrong...
You won't talk to me,
touch me,
look at me.
LOOK AT ME!
My heart is bleeding
I cry...
I am alone...
Everything is wrong...
Everything is wrong...
Anger slowly seeps into me,
caressing my bleeding heart,
my trembling begins to stop.
Everything is wrong...
Everything is wrong...
I speak to you,
my words are full of my anger.
LOOK AT ME!!
My anger covers my sadness...
disguises...
half truths...
What's next?
Everything is wrong...
Everything is wrong...
Regret fills me...
holds me...
My bleeding heart bursts.
Everything is wrong...
Everything is wrong...
The anger and the sadness
have intertwined.
There is nothing now.
Everythi
PoemFor years you thought fame,
was the name of the game.
That the spotlight would shine on you,
if you followed your dream through.
However, if that dream should ever stall,
I’ll be here, I’ll catch you if you fall.
You took those first tender steps,
on the treadmill to your satisfaction,
walking the narrow line,
between celebration and rejection.
You posed with the beauty queens,
as you climbed towards the top.
At several stages, you stalled,
teetered on the edge.
You recovered to move forward,
taking leaps along the way.
Then overnight you failed to perform,
I shouted from the wings, I‘d catch you if you fall.
You merely nodded, moved forward in a rush.
The coming months saw your star begin to fade;
you began to struggle more each day.
Finally, you gave your final curtain call,
remembering the words I had always said,
that I would be there and, I’ll catch you if you fall.
A Poem About HopeHope
by Brian Quinn
When all about you is black with gloom,
And all you feel is pending doom.
When your bones are racked with grim despair -
When every breath is a gasp for air.
Keep on going, though you need to grope,
For around the bend is a ray of hope.
A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,
As your will to live has been bereft.
You've lost it all, it's just no use!
You can end it all, you need no excuse.
But throw away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a chance of hope.
Just give yourself another day,
Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.
This is your life and you can make a new start,
By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.
Taking baby steps in order to cope,
And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.
Build on your hope,. one day at a time,
Though the road be steep and hard to climb.
The hurts of the past - they should be dead.
The fears of the future are all in your head.
Just live in the present and refuse to mope
Your life
Poem (about Angels And God!ANGEL OF GOD,
GUARDIAN DEAR,
TO WHOM HIS LOVE,
COMMENTS ON ME HERE,
I HOPE EVERY DAY,
HE'LL BE BY MY SIDE,
TO LIGHT AND TO GUIDE,
AND TO RULE AND GUARD,
I HOPE SOMEDAY TO SHOW HIM,
HOW GREAT LIFE CAN BE,
WHEN U WALK WITH HIM,AND LOVE HIM AND ALL OTHERS UNCONDITIONALLY!!!!!!
WRITING BY:TERESA(MYSTERY ANGEL!
LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST BECAUSE I KNOW FIRST HAND IT IS NOT ALWAYS AS LONG as u hope!!!
~with lots of love~ thanks for taking out the time to read and please comment!!
A Poem I Wrote For My Boo-booYour eyes fall upon me like a calm before the storm,
your touch is soft against my skin, like a blanket soft and warm,
your arms wrapped around me tight, keep me safe from harm.
Your the shelter from my fears, the hand that wipes my tears,
the one I long to be with, from this day, and for many years.
Your love has taught me many things, but none of them were bad,
the love we share is beyond compare, the best I've ever had.
The problems in my life, and the challenges that I must face,
All seem so null and distant, when you wrap me in your embrace.
There are many things that I could say, and this poem could go on forever,
but I shall end it here, but make it clear we will ALWAYS be together.
BY: STEVEN KYLE BROWN 1
copyright, 08-18-07
A PoemMissing you so much
want to feel your touch
need to see your face
want a warm embrace
need to feel your kiss
don't want you to miss
want to have your heart
never be apart
need to feel you close
want to kiss your nose
never want to fight
but always hold you tight
love you till the end
cause you're my special friend
by moonlil
PoemsA teenage girl's first crush is . . . well, crushing.
Her body isn't hers, nor is her mind.
She finds herself shivering, shaking, blushing,
Weak, tormented, sick, and going blind.
And why? Because some guy might look her way,
Then cast his eyes as quickly to the ground;
Some special one, for reasons she can't say,
Whose voice makes her feel faint when he's around.
But now my crush on you has been returned,
And so the two of us stand on some brink:
It can't be love so young, and yet we've learned
Love does its will, no matter what we think.
Slowly, slowly now--we mustn't rush:
Let's enjoy this first sweet teenage crush.
A Poem By JosephAngel Wings
This morning,
I smelled something very good.
Perhaps,
It was a rainbow.
Or maybe,
It was a dinosaur smile.
Or even,
a seashell.
I am not sure
What rainbows
Or dinosaurs smiles
Or seashells
Smell like.
But I'm sure they smell wonderful.
Wonderful and special
like the smell of
angel-wings.
But also,
I'm sure they smell
A little sad,
Because we cant really smell
A rainbow,
Or a dinosaur smile,
or a seashell,
Or especially,
We can't really smell
The wonderful smell
Of angel- wings
This poem was written by an eleven year old boy,who had mitochondrial myopathy, he wrote a lot of different poems,I just posted this one paticular because i thought it was very sweet.Also because I think it was very special.Enjoy.
PoemNovember 6th
You lie in bed awake at night
But eyes are tightly shut
Wishing that it was a dream
But now with ure damn luck
The harsh motions run through ure head
Like daggers to the heart
Tears are staining ure flushed cheeks
As time just falls apart
November 6th was that party
That you just had to go to
You quickly got there, looking cute
Excited with ure crew
The music loud and air was smoky
Just like in the books
And then you saw him, standing there
With all his sexy looks
You talked a bit and giggled some
As he told you all his jokes
All the noise and loud heartbeats
Were distracting as he spoke
So you two went into his room
Where everything was quiet
Focusing on each there
Ignoring the big riot
And then he kissed you long and hard
And led you to the bed
You went along and kissed him back
“Slow down” you quietly said
But he acted like he heard nothing
Pushing down some more
You fell down quickly on the sheets
Noticing he locked the door
Now he w
PoemTears
A shiver goes up my back
I breathe you in as you explore my body
Top to bottom
Left to right
Caressing with your hands as I kiss you
As I touch you
The motions form a misty cloud of passion
For you are my light to get me through
You control me in every way
As you get on top of me
Showing me not to be afraid
I lick the sweat droplets off your neck
For you taste sweet
Like nectar from a flower
The lights go dim
And I close my eyes
A harsh pain occurs
Then nothing
Except a short breathless moment of love
And tears flowing from my eyes
But I can’t help but smile
Because it is only me and you tonight
No one else
No one can ruin this moment
For you are my knight in armor
Keeping me safe for eternity
Poem...x3 :]One Of Those Days
It’s amazing what you can do with a tool of your choice. Alone. Depressed. your hair sticks to your face from the moisture of your eyes that tells everyone that you've been crying. and the cracked mirror in front of you from when you punched your reflection but unfortunately it was still there so all you got out of it what a bloody fist. but you were ok with that because the pain was soothing and relaxed your brain so that you only had to focus on not getting blood on your thin white shirt that was pressed against your stomach. its times like these where all you want to do is scream at yourself and ask why your so damn fucked up and again the response is pressing a xacto knife against your skin, pretending that you'll stop after this last time but you know that that’s not true so you press down harder. your little brother walks in on you and screams then runs to get mom so she can call 911 and hope that she's not too late. Little sister is crying along with your da
PoemSecond Best
I try and I try
But it’s never good enough
I'm just not that tough
I'm sick of going with the flow
I don't want them to have you
I don't want them to know-
That I love you
And I always will
But that doesn't matter, does it?
Its just three little words to you
But they're three big words for me
Can’t you see?
The pain you're causing me?
I didn't want to say before
Because I was scared
That I would drive you away
And I want you to stay
I really do.
But it’s hard when you share your heart
It’s hard for us to be apart
How many would die for you?
I would.
How many would cry for you?
I would.
How many would fight for you?
I would.
But you just ignore the fact
That you're gonna make my heart crack
I don't want to be the like all the rest
I don't want to be Second Best.
PoemAlways There
At night I lie awake
Knowing that I messed up
Again and again
Over and over
But you’re still there
Still talking
Still listening
I don’t understand
Why you’re not mad
Or why you haven’t left
You’re always there for me
Always cheering me up
Or wiping away my tears
When I’m overwhelmed by my fears
The urges that temp me
But they go away when you’re here
Sometimes I wish that u would leave
So I wouldn’t get you into this
To ruin your life
With the cut of a knife
But then again I’m glad
That you haven’t left
At least not yet...
But that’s all I could ask for
For you to always be here
When the end is near-
When I finally decide to leave
Poem.memories
She stands in front of the mirror
and looks into the glass
the makeup that she wears
conceals secrets of her past
the way shes been abused
and how she always hides
will she end it now?
or keep it all inside?
pictures running through her head
the worst is saved till last
she looks down at her fisted hand
and thrusts it through the glass
she stares down at where it lays
and wishes to be back in those beautiful days
how did it end up like this? she wonders why
shes the one that wants to die
how could she get out? what can she do?
she wants to tell somebody, but who?
She dreams of a future of happiness and love,
wishes she had a miracle from above
why isnt she worthy of the life in her dreams?
"Im going to give up!" she screams
A Poem I Made For A FriendSome roads in life seem bright and straight
but don`t they all circumnavigate
paths that promise delight and mirth
sometimes you overrate their worth
fluffy clouds deceive and rain
a lily`s pink wings so cruelly slain
just by the touch of a callous hand
that hurts (and you know I understand)
don`t see this world as cruel, though
for all your grief shall flee tomorrow
under clouds of gray and tears of woe
have faith, your petals shall re-grow
your smile brightens up the soft light
it strikes your face and sparkles bright
and with those glimmers, God even stud
the pink lily`s life with a special bud
people shall come and people shall go
but this bud will always, beside you grow
if the nights are cold and you feel colder
I`ll light a fire and be your shoulder
sometimes the rain will veil the sun
but we know getting wet is buckets of fun
I`ll be right there, if you ever feel blue
to listen to you moan `all because of you.`
I know you`re sad now, it`s a steep c
Poemdunno what to call this one, only just wrote it now. sums up how I feel though..
You don’t care, the man don’t care
The fucking birds don’t care!
You all shit on me;
The toilet of society.
No wonder I got this
Fucking anxiety!
Father was smart,
Said I was a mistake,
This kid hurts my head
I want a fucking refund!
What a dad, my hero
Fuck you too!
Used to be someone,
Had all these damn plans,
The home, career maybe even the ring
But little baby lost her way.
Abused sitting here feeling used,
The gutter my home,
So cold and all alone
Fucking failure,
Got nothing to show
And nowhere to go!
A PoemForgive Me
You changed your mind you say
You don’t really love me it seems
I hear the words come out of your mouth
But the look in your eyes tells me your lying
I don’t know if you are scared
Or Just not ready
But I’ll let you go
Forgive me if I don’t cry this time
And I let you walk right of t
his life of mine
It doesn’t change the way I feel
But my heart can’t take this any more
There is a time when my love for you
Pales next to who I need to be
We have been done this road before
You’ve made cry and feel dying
You promised never again
But yet now here we are once more
You want me to hate you but I can’t
I want to scream but I won’t
I’ll let you walk right out the door
Forgive me if I don’t cry this time
And I let you walk right of this life of mine
It doesn’t change the way I feel
But my heart can’t take this any more
There is a time when my love for you
Pales next to who I need to be
So my tears they won’t fall.
I’ll swea
Poemyour touch upon my face
your lips against mine
the gentle words you whisper
the whole worlds divine
you lay beside me
you keep me in your heart
you tell me you love me
i hope we never part
PoemShe reminded me of Autumn
with her bright red hair and passing smile
Wrapped in halloween
caught with a pair of ravens permanently
resting on each of her shoulders
Gothic isn't a lifestyle
it's architecture
She told me one day across a couple of cups of cold coffee
I focus on the shadows a second too long
chose to walk the roads at night
want to paint the ceiling black
and suddenly they hand me a coffin and glare at me
as if i am anomaly
Well maybe you are, i smirk
an anomaly highly not
i don't have my own weather pattern
plus Wednesday had this fashion
long before i was introduced to trenchcoats
it seems unfair that i have been pegged, isolated
caged into an image, a simple stereotype
starving in soul and lost in hope
She reminded me of Autumn
with her deep brown eyes, and delicate hands
September breezes were caught under her collar
and she had a leaf stuck to her right calf
Gothic isn't a lifestyle
PoemNo longer am I a lonely soul
Waiting for someone to find me
My nights are not so desolate
I don't spend all my time crying
The tears I shed now
Are the ones of raw emotion
That stir deep down within
Just knowing that you love me
And it is a love without end
Like shards of electricity
I feel your thoughts come through
A portal we have, that brings me you
Your love has touched me deeper
Than any I have known
My angel was smiling down on me
The day you were sent you see
We giggle when we talk of little nothings
We giggle when we talk of little somethings
It is a warm and passionate feeling
That knowledge of someone who truly cares
It looks like the dreams of love I always had
Are definitely coming true
This is something that makes me glad
With each moment and every passing day
I am ever grateful that you love me.
PoemFeel my kiss warm upon your lips
I want to embrace you tight
Let me run my fingers through your hair
Watch as my silhouette
Glides across the room
To comfort you in bed this night
Let my fingers trail upon your skin
As I watch the bumps begin to rise
Tremble as my heart begins to race
Thinking of what I want to do tonight
Let our bodies become one
I want to feel your heart beating with mine
Come and let me touch you
Take all of you inside
We can dance that lovers waltz
A constant rhythm against me
Let me feel your soft warm skin
Against me all the time
I want to give you my touch
I want to love you til the end of time.
PoemLong slow deep
Tongues twirling in sensual motion
Intensity with bolts of electricity
Racing through our bodies
Against the wall
As if to say "I want you now"
Passionate rush
Heart throbbing ecstacy
Soft subtle release
Tenderly lighting upon the lips
Gripped in erotic sensations
Panting with breathless wonder
Wanting badly yet teasing to please
In unison as two lovers dancing
Round and round in perfect motion
Nibble of lips as if to taste
Sweet nectar of the Gods
Longer slower deeper
A kiss like no other!
PoemIt's a sultry night
The moon is full providing a glowing silver light
Entering the room with the candles aglow
The windows are open
There you are giving me a show
The breeze blows softly against the sheer curtains
I can smell the jasmine coming in on the wind
There you are laying on your bed
Taunting me, telling me to come in
Your bare chest is brown from the day's sun
Your blond hair astrewn as your playing has already begun
Standing in your doorway my heart pounding fast
My buttons erect and hard pressing through my dress
You rise to meet the occasion
Slowly reaching out for my hand
Long slow kisses our tongues doing tangos
Mmmmmmm your sweet taste in my mouth
Soft light touches as our hands feel warm skin
Tingles run through both as we anticipate this to begin
Love's sweet dance in motion
Silence no need for comment
One look deep into the soul
A dive so deep inside the well
Of love's pleasureful journey
Our journey for you and me to tell
Deep inside my heart
PoemGrowling, roaring upon his mate
His mighty sound what a mental state
To see him upon his victory snare
Wildly taking leaving nothing to spare
For it is the call of the wild
Not for the squeamish or the mild
Dashing his role as he does what he does
Mating and sleeping and watching his love
Upon her he stands, biting her neck
Driving her crazy but what the heck
She's the hunter, the mother, the strongest of the group
Taking what is and making it all work
Brings home the food and takes care of her young
She the one that gets him undone
His lioness she is, the best of the pride
She is sleek but strong
This was fun....I think I was a cat in another life...hehe
PoemSoftly so softly your love upon me rains
You keep me loved and beautiful
While nothing seems the same
Softly so softly your breath I feel on my skin
That shiver you send through me
Makes the pleasure seem like a sin
Softly so softly my touch upon your soul
Warm and unique it is
I hope it makes you feel whole
Softly so softly your kisses I will steal
Nibbles placed so sensual and gently
Surely to make you squeal
Softly so softly that look deep within your eyes
Lets me know your secrets
So precious that sometimes I seem to cry
Softly so softly your whispers I do hear
Calling me across the realm
Telling me "I Love You!" is near
Softly so softly your love upon me rains
I hope this feeling never ends
That this love always stays.....
Softly so softly.
PoemThis is another poem, written by me.. it's kind of a dark, strange piece of writing, at least that is how I feel about it. I've never been quite sure of why I felt the things I felt, or why I decided to write the poem like I did (ie: words out of place, etc..). I think it just fit my mood at the time, jumbled confusion..
your presence left a cold shadow of doubt
this room hasn't been the same since
you expressed your dark desires
and i listened.. i felt them
you said it would be alright.. and i
believed
i believed you and you said it
wouldn't
hurt..
it did
and i knew you couldn't stay
but i did it anyway
when you whispered you loved me
i was lost
and it didn't seem right
but i know it wasn't wrong
and this room,
just isn't the same.
PoemI found this beautiful summer poem and thought it might help to cool you down.
It did me, and it's very well written.
ENJOY!
" Summer "
a poem by Gary Naylor
SHIT!
It's Hot !
PoemThis a beautifl poem copy righted by someoen i have taken permission to put on this blog. Please do not abuse
A Beautiful Smile
Starting In your eyes
Reaching your lips
bringing me joy
A Beautiful smile
Across your face
Happy and full of grace
melting my heart
A Beautiful Smile
Lighting your face
Deep & Sparkling
makes my heart jumps
A Beautiful Smile
A Beautiful magic
Terder but vibrant
Feelings of Love Untold
Poem: Green EyesCOPYRIGHTED MATERIAL. PLEASE DO NOT COPY WITHOUT PERMISSION. THANK YOU.
For ice princess.
Green Eyes
Quite lost in the depths
Yet not seeking to escape
Content to dream on
Maelstrom of swirling feelings
Lost in beautiful green eyes
A Poem About Summer!! Lol....I found this beautiful summer poem and thought it might help make your day.
It did me, and it's very well written.
ENJOY!
"Summer"
a poem by Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre
SHIT!
It's Hot!
A Poem My 19 Year Old Grandson Chris WroteLove Sick) By: Chris Adams
I can't eat.
I can't sleep.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
My chest hurts.
My body aches.
And my vision seems as if its fading away.
I try to pray to ease my pain.
But some times I get lost on the way.
I'm up all night.
And I sleep all day.
But when my eyes close.
I see her beautiful face.
I hear her sweet voice that echos in my mind.
Till the end of time I will always wish she was mine.
I can't breath
I can't see.
Why is this happing to me.
PoemShe stands alone on the mountain top
Waiting for something to happen but what
Breathing in the thin cold air
Feeling weightless as it blows through her hair
****
Steadfast against the currents of time
Waiting for something she can call mine
A dream she knows of jasmine and moss
In her field where there is love and not loss
****
Across the mighty ocean he dreams too
Of a love he yearns for that would make him new
Two minds thinking exactly the same
Two hearts as one is anyone really to blame
****
Destiny - fate is what it appears to be
When the two meshed souls strive to see
It is the same dream they share between them
Giving both strength to endure the emptiness within
****
Is it just a one time journey to be done when it is done
Or can their be many more in different times where they can be
Together at last to experience what their minds see
Is it - could it be a serendipity.
PoemBeaten and bruised
Shattered dreams
Ripping open at the seams
Feeling unwanted and used
Soul screaming for itself to hear
Lacking the ability to answer the questions
Scavaging through the dense fog for a refuge
Wanting to end this pain trodden journey
Pounding on oneself over and over
Trying to beat out the inadequacies
It has to be something about me
But then WAIT ~ STOP
Looking in the mirror at the ragged beaten soulSeeing what I have done to myself
Wiping away the tears of ineptness
The tears of pain and loss
Tears of fear and anger
Seeing the bruised eyes of someone who....has done this for years.
Asking herself why do you do this?
What do you accomplish by it?
When are you going to stop this self critical crusade?
Damn myself...I am my worst enemy.
It isn't you or her or him or them....
IT IS ME DOING IT TO MYSELF.
So stop it I say....stop beating me up.
I AM NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!
I am not going to take it anymore...Hahahahaha!!!!!!
Diary of a sic
PoemThe many different reasons of tears.
Relieving
Reliving
Relinquishing
Relevant
Subtle
Tremendous
Cleansing
Joyful
Grief
Anger
Pain
Hurt
Endearing
Compassion
Loss
Fear
Confusion
Simple
Complex
A tear that runs down your face has many different paths and meanings.
Tears that flow unending have a multitude of reasons.
My tears that flow today are the many facets of tears.
Ever have a day when tears fell but you couldn't quite figure out why?
Ever have a day when your tears just wouldn't stop?
Ever have a day when you were extremely happy but for just a minute cried anyway?
PoemYou are my lighthouse when my sea gets too rough.
When I can't see the shore, you come to light my night up.
Even though you are far away, that light still helps me find my way.
Like everyone, I have my ups and downs.
It is good to know the downs are few and far between.
When my heart is feeling turmoil, you always seem to be there.
You are my special angel sent to me from somewhere.
One day I want to hold you because your love is pure.
You've given me a treasure that is more than any jewel.
For it is your heart you have graciously given me.
When I get this low again, I'll always know you love me.
Maybe someday, maybe somehow but no matter... still you are my lighthouse.
Poems Of HeartacheMy soul aches,
My heart breaks.
A tear in my eye,
I'll forever cry.
I wish my pain away,
I wish it away today.
Why does it hurt so bad,
Does this make him glad?
Why does he douse my inner flame?
Was this breakup my blame?
What did I do to deserve this?
I just wish I could have one last kiss!
Why am I so heartbroken?
A depressed soul I'll always be,
Everyone will always see.
I will be strong,
Because he was wrong.
This is now the past,
It's going very fast.
Love so simple, but hard to say,
It keeps me living another day.
I'm drowning in thoughts of how things use to be,
My chest was shut tight, complete with purity.
It's been a bad day,
I'll try letting it not show,
Another sad day, I'm just letting it go.
Why r u so heartbroken?
Poem To Give To A FriendWhen the thoughts become quite dismal
And your eyes become red like blood
The vortex consumes your living being
Taking out all like a raging flood.
The gleams of power like metallic silver
Only shall remain inside your haunted dream
You are quite the one I can always love
No matter how bad something may seem.
Your pure mind and mystic greatness
Being the special and legendary it can be
Be warned that greatness is never perfect
Chaos can occur within your personality.
PoemsGOOD BYE
Close to the door I paused to stand
I took the braclet from my hand
All who were watching could not speak
as a single tear ran down my cheek
Memories of moments when we had fun
beneath the shinning sun
Remembering only I had to be free
how I hurt her when she never hurt me
Her deep blue eyes had grown cold
I could no longer have her to hold
I whispered "good bye" and bent near the words
no one could hear could we just be friends?
My heart would mend
but then I realized this was the end
I gave her a braclet a beautiful thing
hoping forgiveness it would bring
Then I remembered when she gave me a kiss
for this special girl I would miss
I walked to the curb to sit and cry
that was the day I told her "GOOD BYE"
Poemby Jo 2/07
As I read the words that are before me,
a seduction of the mind occurs.
Closing of the eyes with each sentence read,
gives me a picture like no other on earth.
Your in my head as deep as the ocean
with the waves of imagination crashing
against the shore.
Breathlessly reading the wanting,
the giving of complete passion and
desire that is leaving me needing much more.
I can feel your hands upon my skin,
your warmth like a soft blanket
wrapped tight around me from within.
Your lips gliding over me as I shiver
thinking of how exquisite it would feel for
your tongue to find me.
Nectar builds to eventually flow in a stream
as I contemplate your tale.
You have taken me to the inner most desires leaving me undone but done all the same.
Drunken from the wine of a thousand grapes
is the feeling that grows when you undress my soul.
Lightheaded and panting I cum with a moan
but left with no one to hold.
Thank you for that passion, the seduction,the intens
Poemby Jo 2/07
A touch that lingers on your skin.
Shiver of electricity from the expectation of someone coming.
Explosions of heartbeats at the thought of them.
Smiling uncontrollably with scandalous thoughts running through your mind.
Wonder, passion, and intrigue.
Knowing that just the thought of being in the same place could make you happy.
A kiss that makes you close your eyes and breathe in just a little deeper.
Wanting that same kiss over and over.
Calling it back, tracing the pattern, and having felt that way.
Have you felt this way?
The way you feel when falling into someone's arms just feels comfortable.
Not in the fantasy way of this is what I always dreamed it would be but...that wow I could stay here for a long time feel.
This is really good, like being all snuggled up inside a warm blanket...on a cold rainy day and just staying there.
At peace, at ease, have you felt this way?
A look in another person's eyes that says yes, I think I could like this.
That fee
Poemby Jo 2/07
Passions burning from deep within
nothing can stop it's flame.
Hoping that one day someone will share this
because the loss of such desire would be ashame.
Does someone feel this same existance
this feeling of helplessness
waiting for love to come alive.
Yes for I am not alone in this quest
there are many out there who stand the test.
The wanting to be touched ~ held ~ kissed
or even just a warm soft body by your side that is missed.
I feel as though I'm bleeding from within
my very essence wearing thin.
In time it would be nice before the clock ticks that final tick and there is nothing left but what I missed.
For that chance to come where two hearts
feel the same sincere fire in more than just words.
To be touched in a way that makes your whole world shiver
with desire's delight causing you to quiver.
It exists in my mind, but I need something more.
For there are lovers everywhere who must have what I want.
The waiting causes bad choices to be made
A PoemThis is the poem:
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows
I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
PoemWarm cuddly hugs
Succulent sweet kisses
Sensually sincere wishes
Legs wrapped round tight
Fingers delicately entertwined
Hair all a mess
Heart in distress
Heaven is the feeling
Emotions got me reeling
Did you think...I'd miss this with a blink?
Not on your life
I'd rather die
Even just one moment
A second in time
Wouldn't trade this torment
For all the treasures in the world.
Poemby Jo 6/07
Come my love and take my hand
Just you and me
Let's make a stand
Under the greatest tree of all
The big huge oak
Where our love seems to fall
In your arms
Secure I will be
As time stops
Telling you what you mean to me
Hearing what both our dreams mean
Feeling the best I have ever been
Meet me under the oak my love
On moss covered ground
Love that was found
Never let it go
Don't lose what we know
Hold fast as does it's roots
Make love to me til the sun comes up
Hold me tight as the moon rises
Kiss me like there is no tomorrow
Touch me where you want
The stars fill up your eyes
As you steal the key to my heart.
I love you!
Just a little rambling babes
Going to that place that we know so well
For it is you that takes me there.
PoemSitting here thinking about you and me
Every thought
Every moment
With each day that passes us by
Every second
Every word
Of just how much I love you
Every breath
Every secret
Bringing us closer together
Every smile
Every touch
Til the very day we become one
Every day
Every drop.
PoemA tornado of emotions spinning out of control.. Devouring everything in its path.. Squeezing the life out of me like a vice around my heart. My lungs feel like they are filled with lead. I can't breathe. I need somewhere to hide, to run away from the twisting turbulent devastation called love. I need to feel safe, where the pain can't find me, deep underground where you can only hear silent whispers...will I ever find such a place? Shhh... I hear them coming for me... those dark shadows we call pain and heartache. I run as fast as I can... my lungs burning as I try to get away from them. It is futile, as they always find me. Binding me to them for eternity, swallowing me whole... leaving me but a shell of who I really am. Will he find me? My True Love? Will he save me from this Hellish nightmare? One can only dream...
Poem Circa 2004Naked, floating in the pristine illusion of darkness. Fluid perfection invading my pores. I am alone in this soundless prison, my only view of your world distored by a thick glass barrier.
You peer in from time to time, thinking of how beautiful I have become. When the light is right, I can just barely make out the features of your face. How handsome you are! I wish that you would reach in and stroke me, show me you care, but I know this is a stolen moment. You will soon be gone, the light will disappear, and I will be immersed in darkness once again.
I have spent long hours planning my escape. I know I can reach the end of the glass, but I don't know what comes after. I know nothing of your domain. I fear the shock, but know I will be alright once my stature adapts to the biting breeze.
I reach upwards and grasp the edge of my cyllindrical home. Slowly ascending into the morning sunlight. I perch atop this small glass, crouched small, adjusting to the atmospheric changes. I
Poem Circa 1995The phone rang today. It's been about three years since the phone has rung. Not even a wrong number. It startled me from the blackness I had been swimming through, and I thought that I wouldn't know how to work it. It rang several times before I answered, jolting me from my serenity.
I picked up the receiver on the twentieth ring or so. My voice cracked, as I do not feel the need to use it often. It was a person who had read of one of my so-called achievements and wanted to know if I could help them. Pathetic loser.
What is it I could do to help them? I cannot even fathom how they live, how they think, how they perceive my world. I told him to drool and he was happy. He knew how to do that well, he said. He thanked me and hung up. I lit a cigarette and smashed the phone into pieces.
A Poem I Wrote"Through the wind and through the trees
my beauty walked with ease.
Though the walk was taunting
verily she kept on walking.
Through the fog and through the rain.
She would not stop to wait and see.
My beauty would not stop until she reaches me."
It's a poem for a crush type thing. What do you think?
PoemCan You Feel My Soul?
As I lay upon my slumber’s den
your breath I feel upon my skin
warm and moist
your kiss upon my lips is sweet.
As you pull my body close
I come into that place
deep I feel the intense embrace
longing, lasting, truly graced.
To that pinnacle of breathless passion
you take me in complete
it is with your entire lover’s wanton
I take you in as deep.
Love me long, love me wrong
love me hard, with this song
I give to you all my inner secrets
of desires I feel so strong.
Your arms are wrapped around me tight
I hold on to you with all my might
never to let go
with my heart and all my soul.
Take me deep into that realm
where breathlessly I cream
for as you come
in my slumber’s den
your scream is all I can hear.
For it is not the scream of terror
but of ecstasy complete
you leave my body feeling beat
but with the best relief.
Take me to that pinnacle sure
of delicate
PoemWhen I taste your first breathless kiss
I will savour each second I have
For not ever even for one minute gone
would I want to lose sight of love's bliss
Hold me in your strong solid embrace
never falter in letting me feel safe
holding me with thoughts of keeping in
deep within my heart as your special place
Though our tears have often fallen silent
with only our monitors and keyboards
conveying our longings and loneliness now
One day we will not need this to vent.
We will hold each other til the dawn breaks
love each other while the moon is arise
I shall kiss you with every ounce of passion
Your words will come true soon as we did speak.
PoemI would be in heaven
holding you in my arms
running my fingers through your hair
kiss me softly babes, you know where
hold me close to your chest
let me feel your heartbeat
dance with me that dance
the one we both have dreamed of
the opportunity of chance
a love of a lifetime
never let me go
whisper that you love me
together we will stay strong
hold me all night long
as we fall asleep together
underneath the stars
never be short of whispers
you and me our lover's song
united as one, feel you with me always
even though we’re miles apart
I give to you my heart
across the vast and mighty sea
soul to soul forever
you are buried in so deep
holding me
making it all complete
PoemAs thirsty as a barren desert, isolated and dry Alone and empty I was before you happened by.
Your love rained down upon my soul, quenching me, drenched from above making me whole.
**********************
As if a flood had occurred and washed over Flourished through your eyes I've grown to see beauty.
With a single thought have felt your touch
No one has ever left me feeling so much. **********************
Drenched with your love which must have been sent By a higher power, I have been soaking you up into my soul.
Like a rose blooming, a precious flower
I have become petals unfolding coming all undone.
**********************
Upon your angelic wings we have soared
Going to heights I've only dreamed before. Connected two bodies but sharing one soul
Twins of a certain nature so awesome to behold.
**********************
On opposite sides of the world we are.
For what ever reason did it have to be so far? Drenched with your thoughts
Taking my mind to places of sho
PoemI stand beneath the waterfall of you.
Your love raining down on me.
Cleanses me of the loneliness,
I so often find myself in.
When the hurt comes over me,
Your love washes it away.
It is often the only thing right now
Getting me through the lonely days.
Like shards of static electricity racing in my soul
Your thoughts make my body quiver sometimes uncontrollably.
How is it that our minds can touch across this mighty world,
Creating such a splendid bond of shivers to behold.
Above the clouds your love captures
The true essence of my heart.
Flowing like a river through my veins
Which takes it to my sea of dreams.
Alas it is only dreams we hold onto right now
And is unknown whether they will really come true....But somehow, some way....I always feel you raining your love over me.
PoemSpending hours just nibbling away.
Can't think of a better way to spend my day.
Steady supply – constantly refilling.
Overflowing - immensely thrilling.
Fashions of kisses & nibbles so sweet.
Wishes of what pleasant surprises nibbles can bring.
Ever needing - always wanting.
Always hungry - ever taunting.
Insatiable hunger - left me wanting.
Boxes and boxes of nibbles for sure
PoemThe sun was high in the afternoon sky.
Breeze was cool against our skin.
Hand in hand we walked along the path.
Trees were swaying in rhythm with the wind.
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The birds were having a wonderful time singing.
All of nature was busy playing.
Just you and me all alone on the wooded path.
Reaching into the depths of each other.
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As the evening starts to enter once more.
We found ourselves on the forest floor.
Holding each other close.
Keeping each other warm.
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A yearning, wanting, a reckless desire...
Intense and urgent heated with a heart's fire.
Are you with me? Can you feel this?
One on one, two beating wings together in time.
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The stars rise into the sky.
Moonbeams light the winding road.
Evening has approached as we watched the sunset close.
Once again...hand in hand we walk along the road home.
PoemDrifting and floating out on the ragged seas Aimlessly waiting somehow you've captured me
Wave after wave of heartbeats pounding
Just like the shore where the crashes are resounding
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My ship is not so safe sometimes
There are leaks within its bow
My soul starts leaking out somehow
In all my desparate times
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Up and down my ship it goes
Against the turbulent sea of hopes
Dreams are all I have this day
But they are what keep the demons at bay
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I see you off into the distant horizon
My life boat coming towards me
Your ship is sturdy and strong against the season A harbor that I can surely find refuge
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I close my eyes and your face I see
My soul flies to you on gossamer wings to embrace
Of tattered lace and memories
Memories of what love in my mind should be
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I think that I will throw my anchor here
And stay for a bit if you don't mind my
PoemBy Jo 10/26/06 my first poem
As she lay asleep in the rainbow’s mist,
a fair lady she is dreaming.
She dreams of dragon and fairies play
while nymph’s frolic through the forest trees.
She longs for her wonderful and brave mystic man
that will come to take her cares away.
He graciously shows in all his daring
and wraps her in his arms so caring.
As their bodies entwine within each others grasp,
her bare breast against is strong chest,
their hearts beat rapidly in time.
With only but a glimpse of the moment they have
to share the wonderful dance.
She feels as if she’s a captured bird
awaiting to see what her fate will bring.
Pure ecstasy they find together in the place
when they look upon each others face.
But it is most unfortunate at best
will their love stand the truest test.
For now they can only have the wonderful
but graceful dream dance.
PoemThe lady she waits to see that man in her dreams,
the desires that would forever make her complete.
He mystically creeps into her slumber nest,
with his warmest kiss she feels his caress.
The passion is strong with every breath,
an absolute wanting that is so intense.
She pants, he moans as they move in perfect time.
The rythym they share, no one can define.
It is the ultimate love, a passion most intense.
PoemOnly he knows the passion that resides in her.
Only he knows the radiance of beauty no one else can see.
Only he knows how to light her heart's fire.
Only he knows about her deepest desire.
Only he knows of the truth deep within her heart.
Only he knows if true love could really start.
Only he knows her pain when she cries.
Only he knows what things make her fly.
Only he knows.......
PoemAt last she waits for someone to appear.
Desparately waiting but knowing with fear.
There is not one out there for her heart to be given.
That knows her as well as she wants so she's smitten.
Not an answer to this nor a comfort that comes.
Lonely is nothing but being just one.
Lost in a place where the mist hangs so heavy.
Time seems uncertain and this place is a levy.
Where burdens stay captured awaiting release.
PoemEtched ~ Engraved
Your image burned in my head
An urgent yearning
Of an intense passionate urging
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Your touch soft upon my skin
Leaves my heart pounding from within.
My kisses sweetly placed upon your lips
With your hands held firm upon my hips.
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My flower is blooming and unfolding
Moistened with your stem slowly stroking
Embedded deeply
Entangled sweetly
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Legs intertwined
Reeling thoughts in my mind
Explosive ending
Crescendo's screaming
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Drawn permanent and defined
Images in my mind
Poems...Ok I fucked up and dropped my poem in the mum section...Sorry still new at shit on here. Ill drop them here from now on..
PoemMy heart is pounding, the why is unknown.
Racing and running, a calling of it's own.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
It's beating much harder and faster.
It could be disaster.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
Is it someone I'm feeling who's heart does the beating.
Or is it just a passing moment of my thoughts that are fleeting.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
My blood it is rushing through every inch of my body.
All most as if I had drank a hot toddy.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
Nothing is wrong with feeling this way.
It did get me going into this long day.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
THUMP-THUMP...THUMP-THUMP
At least my heart is beating!
PoemAlive ~ refreshed ~ awakened
From the dreamscape slumber
I often find myself in.
Captured for a moment in your gaze
as you watch sit and watch me play.
Succulent ~ moist ~ pleasing
At this distance it is such an ecstatic thing
to mentally be seduced with a reckoning.
Your eyes they pierce through the walls of my heart
as if you had just thrown your pointed dart.
Hard ~ throbbing ~ released
My senses are whirring like the motor of a car
and I dread the thought of no more.
A maiden I am amidst all the queens and princesses
sitting against my wall of pleasured dreams.
Watching ~ waiting ~ wondering
Can I seduce you with my heart
so that you feel my longing from the start?
Your mind I so truly want to capture
to take YOU to that mental rapture.
Alive ~ entranced ~ awakened.
PoemAs fast as lightening I'd be there,
to run my fingers through your hair,
if only I had wings.
I'd lay my head upon your shoulder
and whisper how grand it is,
if only I had wings.
I could hold your body close to mine,
embrace you as if we were one,
if only I had wings.
Feel your skin against my skin,
run my hands all over and then,
if only I had wings.
Wouldn't that be the grandest thing,
to hear a tune within our bodies sing,
if only I had wings.
Your heart would beat in time with mine,
perfect rythym of the sensual kind,
if only I had wings.
Into your eyes I could fall so clearly,
Time would be everlasting eternity,
if only I had wings.
Poemput the rubber mouse away
pick the spools up from the floor
what was velvet-shod and grey
dont wanna play with them no more
what was warm is strangly cold
whence dissolved that little breath
how could something so small hold
so immence a thing as death
Poemboo hoo
my lover has gone, gone off fubar now im all a lone feeling lost out him on my page, his wonderful gifts, miss seein his page, miss he fubar love his beautiful face, those wonderful words he last send 2 me that beautiful poem wil never b replaced.
PoemIt is a moment when our two souls meet ~
It is a thought of something sensational and sweet ~
Could be something you dare not think of ~
Deep down within the very depths of all that you desire ~
you shudder.
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The thought of your touch upon my skin ~
Wondering will I ever be complete again ~
Closing my eyes to listen to the sound of your voice ~
Hoping beyond all hope I gain that experience ~
I shudder.
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Just stop for a moment and think of something that is good ~
Did you feel it?
Something that causes your skin to tingle ~
Did you now?
The hair stands up on your arms to the thought of that special one.
Prickly sensations run up the middle of your back to a touch.
Urges of wants, passions of desire send waves through your body.
Did you shudder? You will if you try.
A PoemLooking deeply into your eyes i keep thinking nothing can keep us apart.
I knew you were the one from the start.
You took my breath away and made me immortal with just one kiss.
Your kiss is one thing i hope i never have to miss.
When you leave i cant wait to taste your lips again.
Every time i'm with you all i ever do is commit a sin
So lets pray with our lips and hope to be saved
Everyone acts ashamed of how we behaved
They turned us down and wouldn't give us support
They treated us like we were creatures of some sort.
A Poem For The Ladies HereDon’t be scared of my love
By Eric Brown
AKA Dark Passion
Before we get started I know that you had your heart broken many a time and a lot of men don’t know how to treat a woman. Are you tired of the momma’s boys and want to be tuff guys that think that mistreating a woman makes them a man. Don’t be afraid of my love and my passion.
Please close your eyes and I want you to imagine you and me on a beach on the Islands making love in the rain, I am kissing you from head to toe, and taking you to heights you have never been before. Lady don’t lift a finger cause you wish is my command I will serve you all the time we are on this private island just me and you.
Months have past and I ask you to be my wife forever we will be together and one, and one day the laughs of our children will fill our hearts are you ready baby?
The Poem I Buried My Dad With.If Tomorrow Never Comes...
If I knew it would be the last time
that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute or two
to stop and say I love you,
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.
If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything right.
There will always be another day
to say our I love you's,
And certa
Poem Of Lost LovePain To Gain
What can I say,
Here I sit again.
Alone to myself,
Isn't that how it always begins?
Wondering when I'll see the end.
Don't care anymore
As transparent as it is,
To the lord my prayers I send.
Me myself i can not defend,
My heart open to the pain,
Sending my tears like rain.
No happiness does remain.
With the sunrise I feel the pain,
Each and every waking day.
Loneliness I gain.
2 Sept 07 ©
Luppy Lander @}-;----
Poem >..ocean Blue ,//god,s With You ....>..by DianaRiver rages on by , flood zone all abroad . ship,s sail thru to the seven seas . we set sail in the ocean blue..
Night falls now, turns to dark , we are all about in the ship ,s hull. Cast away to and fro . WE will reach land I just know, clinging on to Our Lord. He is there and we see him too, as He sees us thru the ocean,s view .He,s covering us with his beatiful love , to protect
us from all harm. Winds do rise and blow here and fro , but were under our Lords love ,so nothing can touch us. After the calm does come . my Lord ; He lets us stay on our own.. But we know he is there in all we do and all around
everywhere. we just have to call out, he,ll come and help us ; He,ll pull us out of all things that fear us , cause he is our God and he does have the greatest Love.. Only one true love , He gives to us . hugs.. diana
PoemVampire
by StarFields
One thousand years ago
I made a choice.
I chose to be beautiful,
to be be eternal,
to fly like I dreamed of flying.
The velvet night was
always my best friend -
my confidante, my solace
my keeper, my protector
my cloak, my haven and
my home.
To come home to night
was good and true.
And to this day
I stand in front of windows
(old or modern, wood or steel),
flung wide open, curtains blowing,
breathing in the scents, the sounds
the sights of night,
so totally alive,
so beckoning, so siren calling
to the deepest, widest sense
of what is I.
PoemVampire
by StarFields
One thousand years ago
I made a choice.
I chose to be beautiful,
to be be eternal,
to fly like I dreamed of flying.
The velvet night was
always my best friend -
my confidante, my solace
my keeper, my protector
my cloak, my haven and
my home.
To come home to night
was good and true.
And to this day
I stand in front of windows
(old or modern, wood or steel),
flung wide open, curtains blowing,
breathing in the scents, the sounds
the sights of night,
so totally alive,
so beckoning, so siren calling
to the deepest, widest sense
of what is I.
Poem WiccaGoddess Grace
I am the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are mine.
All Her powers reside in me.
I am Athena of Greece.
Like my totem the owl, I am wise for I see and hear everything around and within me.
Like the oak, I am strong, for the olive of peace is sacred to me.
I am Bast, cat goddess of Egypt.
I am graceful, flexible, playful, and affectionate.
I radiate the warmth and light of the glorious sun.
I am Cerridwen of Wales.
My magic cauldron contains food for the soul; an inexhaustible source of wisdom and inspiration.
The more I give, the more I receive.
I am Diana, Roman goddess of the ever-changing moon.
I am a protectress of women and children; a guardian of the wild.
I focus my aim on my heart's desire and draw it to me.
I am Ereshkigal, Assyro-Babylonian goddess of the underworld, Queen of the Great Below.
I shed dead skin to grow.
Deep powers of renewal are mine.
I am Freya, Well-beloved Nordic Lady.
I surv
A Poem I WroteIt doesn't interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dreams
for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life's betrayals
or have become shriveled and closed
from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your
fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
be careful
be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you ca
Poem I WroteI am the Human Mind...
I exist, yet no one knows of me.
I have a personality, yet there is nothing there.
I strive to find solutions, yet I don't know the
problems.
I recognize everything around me, yet I haven't seen anything.
I can hear, yet I don't know what I am hearing.
I accompany, yet i am alone.
I arrive, yet I am never there.
I believe, yet I have many doubts.
I cry, yet there are no tears.
I draw, yet the paper stays blank.
I move, yet I am immovable.
I feel, yet I have never touched.
I offer, yet I have nothing.
I am unexplainable, yet people deal with me every day.
I am the Human Mind.
By: Lucky to be Irish
PoemOde to life.
What a silly lie.
What is life?
but to live,then to die!
Ode to death.
What a silly fear.
It's only sleep,
with no more tears.
D.D
Poem For The LadiesGeorge Gordon Byron, Lord Byron. 1788–1824
600. She walks in Beauty
SHE walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light 5
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face; 10
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow, 15
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
A Poem About Work (written In 5 Minutes)Hi ho, hi ho,
it's off to work I go!
To earn my pay; survive the day
Hi ho, hi ho hi ho,
Hi ho, hi ho,
I hope I don't drive slow
'cuz if i'm late, I'll meet my fate
Oh no, oh no oh no
Hi ho, uh oh
I think I stubbed my toe
My leg's asleep, oh woe is me
Uh oh, this blows, fo sho
Hi ho, hi ho
It's to the phone, I go
To call and say I won't be in
Todayyyy, this poem
is very gayyyy.
Suck it, I had 5 minutes to write it.
Much love, and later!
- Mike-e
PoemYou've seen me before.
By Michelle Flood (Mom to Austin, 6 )
I'm the mom dragging her kid out of the car in the school parking lot while he holds on to the interior for dear life.
I'm the mom walking her kid into school wearing no shoes or coat when it's 12 degrees outside.
I'm the mom who issues a sigh instead of a gasp when caller ID shows it's the school calling.
Again.
I'm the mom whose cell phone number is on the school's speed dial.
I'm the mom who has strangers tell her she has the most charming son while caregivers tell her he's exhausting and suggest I look elsewhere for care.
I'm the mom who knows to hold onto the stair railing so she doesn't get pushed down the stairs in her child's rage.
I'm the mom who has put her kid in his room then sat outside crying while he emptied his closet and threw hangers at the door, chipping off the paint.
I'm the mom who had a lock on her kid's bedroom door to keep him in his room at night when he was young.
I'm the mom who knows
A PoemKiss me good-night my love
For in the morining Ill be gone
Make a wish upon a star
And hold it close to your heart
Take our memories that we made
And dont let them fade
Dont forget me
For I shall return
Kiss me on the lips
And dont forget the taste
Kiss me good-night my love...
PoemMY REFLECTION!
I LOOK IN THE MIRRORAT A REFLECTION OF ME,
WONDERING HOW TO CHANGE SO HE CAN SEE MY REAL BEAUTY.
THE LOVE I HAVE FOR HIM TAKES OVER ANY FEELINGS I'VE EVER KNOWN,
BUT HE DOES NOT CARE AND THIS HE HAS SHOWN.
WHY CAN'T I BE STRONG AND LET HIM BE?
WHY DOESN'T ALL THE PAIN I FEEL SET ME FREE?
I WANT TO FEEL THE SOFTNESS OF HIS SKIN,
SEE HIS BEAUTIFUL SMILE AND HIS SMIRKY GRIN.
TO SMELL THE SWEAT THAT GLISSENS DOWN HIS FACE,
TO FEEL HIS SEXY BODY MAKES MY HEART SKIP A PACE.
JUST JUST AS MY DREAM WAS ABOUT TO COME TRUE,
HE SAYS THROUGH THE MIRROR, ITS HER, NOT YOU!
MY DREAM, MY SWEET DREAM FOR WHICH I WAS AWOKE,
LOVE YOU HA!HA! HE LAUGHS AND SAYS WHAT A JOKE.
AND SO MY HEART I MUST BE TRUE,
AND GO ON LOVA DREAM THAT NEVER WAS REALLY YOU.
BY CICI34
PoemSouls in motion
A long lingering kiss
Slowly long and deep
The softest touch
Hands tracing curves
Your scent beneath my nose
Your breath warm upon my neck
Skin softly laying against skin
Finger tracing lips
Tongue twirling in slow motion
Wetness lingering
Passionate flames
Wanton pleasures
Screaming out a name
Writhing from the explosion
Erotic fantasy made
Calm and serenely laying
Soul in motion once again
Poem.... Unknown....I've been beetin
shatered
torn
ripped
broken
used
abused...
Its time to be strong
And simply moving on.....
Im saying goodbye
and starting my life over
I've shed and cryed enough tears
to refill the rivers and streams
been chaind to the rocks in the rivers
waiting tell i regain my strength
to break free..
Only to be sitting there
for what seemed like forever....
Well the sailer has come
he jumped in
and broke the chains
carryed me to the shore
and gave me life again...
but when i wouldn't give my heart
he set me free.
now its time
to find the real me
once again...
Poem By ~selena~OPEN YOUR HEART TO CONNECT YOUR MIND TO YOUR FEELINGS TO SHOW YOUR INNER WORLD...WITHOUT FEARS, BUT WITH FAITH ...THAT THE PEOPLE WHO GET THE PRIVILEGE TO SHARE THAT INTIMATE WORLD...CAN UNDERSTAND HOW SIMPLE IS TO GIVE THE BEST OF YOU TO OTHERS... LEAVING THE PAIN BEHIND IN THE PAST, BECAUSE WE DON'T BELONG TO OUR PAST, WE BELONG TO OUR DREAMS, TO OUR PRESENT AND TO OURSELVES....TO BELONG IS A DECISION A SELFLESSNESS AND ONLY MAKE SENSE WHEN WE CAN UNDERSTAND THAT THE ONLY REAL TIME THAT WORTH ANY EFFORT ANY COMMITMENT IS THE PRESENT...AND THE PRESENT IS ALL WHAT YOU HAVE HERE, YOU MUST GIVE ALL WHAT YOU HAVE TO GIVE....TODAY.
WHEN YOU FORGET THE "FUTURE OBSESSION" TO DECIDE TO ENJOY YOUR PRESENT... YOU WILL SOW CONSCIOUSLY TODAY AND DEFINITELY YOU WILL HAVE A BETTER HARVEST IN THAT FUTURE THAT SINCE THIS MOMENT YOU WILL FREE.
YOU WILL BE SURPRISE WHEN YOU DISCOVER THAT YOU ENJOY THE JOURNEY OF YOUR LIFE AND DAY AFTER DAY YOU WILL START TO CONNECT THE PIECES OF A LIFE THAT YOU ARE
911 Poem From My Grandmother When She Was 85!!We'll all remember The 11th day of September
the planes crashed into the towers
and people tried for hours to get away from all this
it was a task and a risk fires broke out, buildings crumbled
people were trapped as things began to tumble
they helped one another to get away from this mess
it was chaos to see, i must confess
so many were trapped and some still are
their diggin to find them both near & afar
policeman,fireman,volunteers & clergy
are helping to fig thru the ashes for people
hoping to find some people alive
It's almost hopeless for one to survive
But maybe with luck they'll find many more
so many are missing they cant keep score
relatives and loved ones are waiting and hoping
to hear if they find them
with they are coping
its really a tragedy and a day of great sorrow
but with Gods help there'll be a brighter tomorrow.
By: Lucy Sodano ( 2001) @ age of 85 years young)
Poem>>>2 Of A Kind . By DianaRestless at night can not sleep,
So i just stare and begin to think.
When your in my mind and
on my heart , i seem to be able not
to fall apart.
Awe to be so well fitted you and me
Is what you seem to really be .
Like a button on a dress or
a slip loosly fix,
but your in what ever I do ,
cause now I know I really love you.
you make me treble when
and then i cry again and again.
oh happy tears they are ,
so im so glad they fall,
and that you catch and dry them all.
You want to make all my wishes
come true.
I want to do the same for you.
Yet miles apart we are right now
But God will figure this all out,
he,ll send me a sign and
it will be you;
i,ll be looking to find,
cause my Lord knows were two of a kind.
And he doesnt want for me or you
to be blue.
poem by Me hugs diana
Poem ; Your Everything >>>..........oh ???????You are the one who fills
all my dreams,
You are the one,that ill ever need.
You are much more than a dream.
You are my everything.
You are the breath that I breath,
You are the kiss thats so sweet,
you are the one I want to hold,
You are the one im longing for.
You are more to me than just a thought,
you are more than any one memory.
you are my everything.
you are the reason for my smile,
you are the one who put it there.
you are the one who always calls,
You are the one im depending on.
You are the reason I cant sleep,
you are in my dreans , there you creep,
into everything thats a part of me.
you are woven into my heart and soul,
you are the one I cant let go,
you are the future and you are my hope,
You are the one ,Im relying on,
You are the one ,
I just know,
You are always here and ever so close . a part of me that all should know . family and friends and all who know me should know you.and how we feel..
............... poem by diana hugs..
PoemTwas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone.
I had come down the chimney with presents to give
And to see just who in this home did live.
I looked all about a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands.
With medals and badges, awards of all kind
A sober thought came through my mind.
For this house was different, so dark and dreary,
I knew I had found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.
I heard stories about them, I had to see more
So I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.
And there he lay sleeping silent alone,
Curled up on the floor in his one bedroom home.
His face so gentle, his room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured a United States soldier.
Was this the hero of whom I’d just read?
Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?
His head was clean shave
Poemssummer is almost over
almost time to see leaves fall
time for some to break up
time for some to make up
all things seem to change
change for good or bad
life is like that
it is a revolving circle of the never ending
so just sit back and go with your own flow
don't worry about what's going to happen next
things have a way of eventually working out for the best
take life with a grain of salt
i'm not saying it's easy
but it will be in the long run
live life to the fullest
at least that is one thing you won't regret
PoemThe shadows of darkness are shielding my heart,
the cold echoes through my thoughts.
All surroundings are there, but yet to be seen.
To feel is what I've forgotten, to live is what I've lost.
This black fog, follows every move I make, and lives in
everything I do.
This lonely abyss of nothing, the mirror image of something;
every second of every day I watch it be what should be me.
Forgetfulness is what I'm afraid of,
love is what I wished I contained.
I will continue walking down this twisted road,
blinded by eternity, and shielded by light;
And loved by everyone besides the person
who should be the one true love of my life.
Poems On How I FeelSo you're standing on a ledge
It looks like you might fall.
So far down
Or maybe you were thinking about jumping.
Now you could have it all
If you learned a little patience.
For though I cannot fly
I'm not content to crawl.
So give me a little credit,
Have in me a little faith.
I want to be with you forever
If tomorrow's not too late.
But it's always too late when you've got nothing
So you say.
But you should never let the sun set on tomorrow
Before the sun rises today.
If I am,
Another waste of everything you dreamed of
I will let you down.
If I am,
Only here to watch you as you suffer
I will let you down.
So you're walking on the edge
And you wait your turn to fall.
But you're so far gone
That you don't see
The hands upheld to catch you.
And you could find the fault
In the heart that you've been handed,
For though you cannot fly
You're not content to crawl.
So you're standing on a ledge
It looks like you might fall.
If I am,
Another was
A Poem I Wrotei wrote this earlier today while thinking about my life:
MY LIFE
by Brian Rippee
my life is alright but it could get better
some days are easy some are hard
take it one day at a time works but
deep inside i feel empty like no one is there
but i know that i have someone to talk to
i try for my child try for myself but sometimes
it blows up in my face, but i just keep going
hoping for a light at the end of the dark tunnel
called my life
my heart tells me that there is someone out there
for me, she could be a friend or someone i havent met but when the day comes that i can finally tell her how i feel then maybe that day will end in happiness and not sorrow
so tonight i will go to sleep and pray that one day in my life, things will get better
END
sounds depressing i know but i try to not make it sound like it lol hope you liked it
PoemI open up to a broken heart
My, how fast it fell apart.
many pieces I must find
can not leave any pieces behind.
Walls going up one at a time
to stop pain of loves crime.
Foolish me to think I can trust
Only to be left in the dust.
PoemChildren Are A Gift From God
God sent me five packages
That needed special care
"Take care of these tiny gifts
For they are very rare."
"Watch over them with all your love
And let them feel your touch
Take care of their every need
For you are needed very much."
"These gifts will grow up very fast
As you soon will see
Love them with all your heart
And let them be what they will be."
"When these gifts have fully grown
Look at Heaven up above
Know they exist because of God
And all his precious love."
Poems From 2002“As you are”
I want you as you are.
For the days you are closest and those that you seem so far.
There will be days where you are hot or days you seem cold.
Either way, I’ll love you till the day I die old.
We all go through our changing seasons.
I’ll be staying with you for all the right reasons.
Whether you can or cannot sing.
I have a love for you that I bring.
I want you as you are.
Don’t worry if before you occasionally visited a bar.
Whether you do or don’t give me your heart.
As your friend, I will still fulfill my part.
You show weakness along with strength.
To make each other happy, we will go to any length.
There are days that you have such a love in your eyes.
How come it seems that your heart denies?
It’s my love that you seem to think you don’t deserve.
Shouldn’t it be up to me who I love, protect, and serve?
I know there are days that you can be a bitch.
Still, your friendship I wouldn’t want to lose or switch.
I love you for who you are.
To me you a
Poems Of 2003"Lost"
I feel so lost without you.
I feel empty and not knowing what to do.
Why do you feel so far away?
Why can't I seem to do right in what I do or say?
I want so much to hold you in my arms.
There is so much my heart wants to say.
If I ever lost you, I'd lose a part of my soul.
Nothing on earth would ever fill that hole.
It's when I think of you that I dream.
You fill my heart with joy that I want to scream!
When I let you, you keep me on the right path.
You're more important than you'll ever know.
God blessed me with a friend so true!
I feel so lost without you.
“I need you”
I need you more than words could ever say.
Your smile is what gets me through any kind of day.
Your soft voice and gentle touch mean so much.
You set me free no matter what.
I have you with me no matter where I go.
You remind me of your unconditional love making sure I still know.
Where would I be without your strength?
Lord, I will always need you. Please get me through this hurti
A Poema beauty before me,an angel down from heaven,sweet,warm,and sincere,radiantly shining through the mist,a woman any man would be proud to meet,a friend i hope i can always keep
this was writen for me by a sweet friend on here we hardly speek but he is one awsome caring guy ... ty so much it made my day...
this is him below...
Poem 2on a sunny day,a vision i saw,a woman of such beauty,my breath was taken away,seeing her so pure,a beauty none can deny,a woman of love,an angel in the sky,a dream or reality,both are supreme,to see her thus,makes me smile
another by poetic justice
he seems to be a one of a kind
ty so much
A Poem From My Love"A Dream Already True"
I dreamt of this perfect woman.. She has the most beautiful eyes I ever looked into, She has the smile that makes my heart melt, She has the body and strength that makes me feel safe when she holds me in her arms, She has the gorgeous face that makes me want to kiss her passionately, She has that sweet sensual voice that makes me weak when she whispers sweet words into my ear, She has the sensitive personality that makes me wish I could be in her life forever... Then I woke up, and that woman was laying right beside me. And I wake up again, And hope that day comes true.
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This man is so wonderful. Please stop and show him love.
Beretta@ fubar
Poem: Dragon's HeartCOPYRIGHTED MATERIAL. PLEASE DO NOT COPY WITHOUT PERMISSION. THANK YOU.
A Dragon's Heart
One Heart to Give
A Dragon's Faith
That Dreams can be
A Dragon's Life
One life to share
Till end of Time
A Dragon's One Desire
That it be only
With You
Poems In Memory Of September 11, 2001.....usa Love It Or Leave It!!!!!!!!!!!!!*September 11th*
2001, the 11of September,
A plane crashed in to the world trade center.
18 minutes later, building two
Got hit by another, what do we do?
It is no longer an accident, which we thought at first,
This attack on our country is by far the worst.
Thousands of people fear at this time,
What has been done? A hostile crime.
We do not understand what is in store,
What will come next, war?
As President Bush said, \"make no mistake about it\",
We will resolve this, we shall stand united.\"
We pray for the lives of others,
Our Friends, Relatives, even Fathers or Mothers.
And as the world waits for what is to come,
We will go on stronger by what has been done.
POEM SUBMITED: 11/1/01
September 11, 2001
Many people killed with no knife nor gun
Men without the will to keep on living
Killed thousands, and thought they were giving
It was early morning in NYC
When the men flew planes into The Twin Towers you see
First the North, then South
People running open m
Poem I WroteYeah I see you looking at me
loving and hating me
your mind is racing
your heart is pounding
jus so worked up from my sexual energy
kissing and licking my smooth chocolate skin
tasting my sweet spot
over and over and over again
addictive you say, highly I say
you ain't believe me though
its not only my juices that got ya going
its my confidence
the mystery in my eyes
got you mesmerized
not to mention my monotonous moans
from your sexual gratification
that got you hypnotized
and stimulated trying to keep it going
whispering commands making me recite
what you wanna hear
bringing you closer and closer
to the intergalactic orgasm
that leaves you light headed and wanting more
yeah I see you looking at me
loving how I make you feel
hating that the feeling has to end
replaying images of bodies intertwined
getting excited all over again
thinking of what more we can do
addictive you say, highly I say
PoemIt's a language Personal to mine and yours,
Universal around the World (no Translators required ;)
you Speak it when you're Little,
and Teach it when you're Old
Believe it with your Eyes,
but Feel it with your inner heart's Soul
It's Gifted carefree,
and Cherished like no other
let your heart's Desire,
Speak with Words that never tire
Loud and Clear from me to You,
a big and Warm I Love You...
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A Poem That's Not SexYou know the scenic overlook
on the way up Trail Ridge Road,
the one with the curving boardwalk
that looks across the valley overshadowed
by the endless rise of Longs Peak,
the one where children play on the rocks
while parents inhale as they examine the expanse
as if to take it all inside of themselves?
Well, if you can ever go there alone with time
and freedom to stand in the quiver of thought,
and to do that you might need to be there at dawn,
when the light is just right on the mountain,
at the time of day when there is seldom any haze,
only perhaps one low hanging cloud positioned
to give you a sense of depth and perception,
in this setting it is likely you will have ears to hear.
But it is difficult to speak of such things,
how the presence of wilderness lays bare the soul
and speaks truth about the nature of beauty,
the privilege to embrace what you can not hold,
to possess what you will never own,
how every preceding moment of life
has served to cre
A Poem By A Very Close FriendThis has a lot of meaning in my life...brings back a lot of memories some good and some sad.
My Shattered Life
I sit here in your hoodie and my favorite pajamas
wondering what went wrong, how'd it end so fast
where'd all the late nights and the laughter go
why am i sitting here on this cold september night all alone
and the more i think about it the more i want to cry
because somehow I wasn't ready to say goodbye
so i'm holding tightly to the pieces of my shattered life
wishing the pieces would fit back together, but they don't
and wondering if someday they will, but they won't
If I could take back anything, if i could fix my biggest regret
I'd fix this mess, I'd rebuild these broken friendships
I'd give anything to laugh, anything to smile like that again
because when i needed to run away that's where i went
and the more i think about it the more i want to cry
because somehow i wasn't ready to say goodbye
so i'm holding tightly to the pieces of my shattered li
PoemsRituals Waking up
My eyes open; it´s quiet, no alarm, no ticking clock.
The light blindens my eyes; I wonder, am I still of this world.
I try to breathe, it´s hard, exhausting and demanding. Yes, I am still alive.
I can hear the crackles and pops, feel my chest vibrating with every breath.
I sit up in my bed, I can hear my mum in the kitchen.
The children are playing outside my window, the sun is shining.
I bend my knees and bow my head before the Lord:
"Please Lord, I ask thee now, take my yoke and lift it high.
I cannot bear the burden of this life, though yet another day of mine"
My tears fall like raindrops through the sky, but there is no-one there
to wipe them away from my pale skin.
I sit on my bed again, my mum comes into my room.
She sees my eyes, looks at me but knows there is not much she can do.
She has got my aerosols and sits with me until I´m done.
Without exchange of a single word, I make my way to the therapy bench.
The beating starts, an en
Poem: If I Knew?If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do..
If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.
There will always be another dayto say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I c
Poems About My Mothermom...thinking of you
9-4-2007
by gina goodwin
do you really think it's fair?
the way you went away?
do you think it gets easier
living day by day?
well i doesn't get any easier
no way, not by far....
i spend many days just thinking about you
wondering how you are.
it kills me that i had to tell you
it was ok for you to die...
because in all reality,
it was a big fucking lie.
and oh the tears i shed when i realized that i had forgot the sound of your voice
it really fucking killed me, why didn't i have a choice?
i would give anything in this world, even my own life,
just to hear you say you love me, and kiss me goodnight.
i will never be the same again, things will never be right.
you were everything to me.
why did you go so soon?
i think of you everyday and night
you're the sun the stars and the moon.
i love you momma, and that will never go away.
i will love you always and forever
until MY dying da
Poems By My Friend Bob!!!These "POEMS" were sent to me by message yesterday.. From a Great on-line FRIEND of mine!!!!!
Sep 12, 2007 3:16 PM Subject: Dream A Lovers Dream Body: Dream A Lovers Dream
by Bob Gallagher
A whisper in the night air, did drift into my dreams.
A hint of something sensuous, erotic in extremes.
A promise of eternity, of love and true romance.
All it takes is for us to dance the lovers dance
I woke and felt chill breeze, but cool me it did not.
For in my mind were visions, my passion far too hot.
Two souls were dancing closely, but neither dared to talk
All it takes is for us to walk the lovers walk
I reached my mind out further, to see what I could learn.
For once I saw the lovers, my aching heart did yearn.
I wished to see the future, and what it held for me.
All it takes is for us to see what lovers see.
I closed my eyes for wishing, and hoped with all my might.
That what I was imagining was you and I one night.
For if I never see you love, I'm sur
Poem: The Dragon And The MaidenFound a Maiden, seemed cold of heart
Locked away behind her walls
Set herself away, set herself apart
Alone to roam her castle's halls
Came to be not far away
Watched her, wondered why the cold
I feared to speak, kept at bay
Waited for story to be told
Wondered what her tale would be
Wondered at her smile's beauty
Wondered if she'd speak with me
Wondered if she could be for me
Gate finally opened, she wandered out
We spoke of life and the hardship
Found why in her heart a drought
Formed together a bond, kinship
As we spoke I came to see
Dragon's heat the facade could heat
Melt away the mask we see
A Dragon's heart became complete
Now I long to leave this lair
Fly to her, show her a Dragon's care
Have wings envelope Maiden fair
Our time on earth together share
A Dragon searching for a friend
Sought nothing else you understand
Found something better in the end
Placed his heart in Maiden's hand
A Poem I LikeJabberwocky
by Lewis Carroll
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought--
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and g
Poem ~ RadiateRadiate
Poetically endowed,
Enclosed in this rhythmic shroud.
My vent for life’s stresses,
Each poems meaning one only guesses.
At the pain which spawned each ditty,
Or perhaps the longing to have ones pity.
For never has another recognized the precise feeling,
Or the part of my heart that was due for the killing.
They may say they understand.
But do they know the torment
That flows through my hands?
They’re just hardcore thoughts
From a free mind
My torment is soothed by poetic lines
The words click quick, swift to find
An stick in brain like sap from the pines
I write with all the fury of a storm
Scribble, scrabble, My soul’s unraveled
A few joyious, but many more sad I mourn
For more meaning is all I seek,
So if you wonder what I’ve learned,
Here’s your chance for a peek.
It’s your turn.
Come, just stand by the seal here,
But please mind the holes.
Press your nose to the glass and peer,
Into this window of my soul.
Copyright ©2003 Steven Marqus Hall
Poem ~ Preacher ManPreacher man
(Pagan vs. priest)
Round one
I recall one day,
I was idly walking, wearing my pentacle.
When I was approached by a minister.
He appeared weary an a bit cynical.
Upon observing my charm, he then said.
Oh poor boy, I do feel sorry for you lad.
Are you not afraid you are going to hell?
“Not really, hell exists in dogma, that’s your prison cell.”
Cell? I am not imprisoned; with my god I am as free as a bird.”
“Are you really? Or are you disillusioned and blinded by the word?”
I hear not your blasphemy! Kneel now, Worship god our father!
So I fell face down to kiss the ground, revering sweet Earth our mother
“You deny him publicly, still you this does not bother?”
To quote Nietche “god is dead” dear brother,
Please know, all we have is each other.”
“Oh you’re a lost cause I REBUKE YOU DEMON!”
He screamed, while he opened his Cadillac door, still steaming.
“Nice car there reverend, good to see you remain humble.”
He glared; thumbing through his keys, stea
Poem ~ My Process Of AnalysisMy Process of Analysis
Locked in my brain…
Attempting to train...
My thoughts.
Caught in the web of analysis,
A momentary lapse of mental paralysis.
Breaking subjects down to minute pieces.
Until the process then fizzles and seizes
The thought tree can grow no more
From root to trunk, it split into four
The limbs reached out, expanding from the core
From branch to twig, then budded to flora
Going from a sproutling to an elder in a glimpse or spurt
Exploding full grown in height and girth
Examine the knots, leaves, and bark.
Dissection complete, light dwindles to dark.
Digits fold within themselves,
Shrinking down to a sapling.
Morphing back the original seedling.
To the theory and premise of first conception
...Contemplating to identify if I should alter my perception
Copyright ©2003 Steven Marqus Hall
Poemshock is a spark
the spark that lights up a room
cause shock is is bright
shock can do anthing
shock is a friend that cares
shock is my friend
shock is a person
a person with feelings
feelings that he feels
shock is a speacial person
okay give me ur thoughts about this poem its my first one that i put on the internet
Poem 1I gave myself to him,
And took himself for pay.
The solemn contract of a life
Was ratified this way
The value might disappoint,
Myself a poorer prove
Than this my purchaser suspect,
The daily own of Love
Depreciates the sight;
But, 'til the merchant buy,
Still fabled, in the isles of spice
The subtle cargoes lie.
At least, 'tis mutual risk,—
Some found it mutual gain;
Sweet debt of Life,—each night to owe,
Insolvent, every noon.
Poems By MeAugust 8, 2006 - Tuesday
last night
Last night i had a dream.
I dreamed that angels came.
Last night I had a dream.
I dreamed of things that in my life I never wish to see.
Last night I awoke from a dream.
The worst I've ever had.
And it came to me, my love for you,
Except for the lords unfaltering love,
your the best friend I've ever had.
Last nighht I dreamed streets of gold,
of seeing our Lords face.
Last night I told the Lord,
I would settle for a dirt floor shack,
for more time on earth with you.
by me
A farmer sows a seed
It grows up from the ground,
from nothing it came
to the strong plant you see.
my darling this is the way ,
my love grew for you.
with nuturing, love and care,
It growed stronger every day.
But you forgot me,
neglected to give me the care I needed.
Then the storms came.
It started like any other summer rain,
But became more torrent,
more forceful
Poem "she Did Not Want To Live Anymore"glitter-graphics.com
She did not want to live
a girl was hurt to the core,
she thought she was not loved anymore.
She was tired and sore,
she really did not want to live
anymore.
Shre tried taking her own life,
But, God would not let it.
She did not know what else to do,
She did not know how to forget it.
She just wanted the pain to end,
She tried all she could
She still could not forget it.
All she knew was,
She did not want to live
anymore,
In this messed up place
they call life.
Copyright ©1997
HugeObsessedMariahCareyFanatic4Life
glitter-graphics.com
PoemNothing
I feel it now
More than ever
That never-ending longing
Longing to be free again
To return to where I once was
To be classified as “weird”
To do things that are crazy
To lose myself in the nothingness
That sounds so wonderful
To act like nothing matters
To feel like nothing matters
To be nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing
It’s calling me
What do I do
It’s pulling me hard
I feel it
Deep, deep inside me
The nothingness is calling
Yearning to be set free
Go wild, and not have a care in the world
Just run and be free
Can I suppress it
No I don’t think so
It’s way too strong
I just can’t shake it
It just won’t be shook
I just can’t leave again
What to do
What to do
I can’t say nothing
It will only cause problems
It always goes back to
Nothing, nothing, nothing
It will always be
Nothing, nothing, nothing!
PoemTake me up in to the sky fly me high in the night sky, make my skin tingle make the wind pass through my hair, let the light of the moon guide ourway through the night sky with all the stars, let me dream of a dream, let me touch ur face let me show u love that i have and can give, let me feel the love back,let me be the one that can love u, let me be the one u will hold forever let me be the one u can cry on
..............let me
Poem SortaLook in to my eyes look deep into my eyes and u will find a light so bright, u will fall so deep that u will not want to come out of, and the angels guild u into me u feel the love and passion deep with in, u cant help but open ur eyes and see nothing but white and my body floteing in the distance, u come over and grab me and i fall in to ur arms and open my eyes and look deep into urs without moveing with out touching and just the sound of my heart beat pounding, i put my hand on ur face then u slowly start to bend to kiss me then i dissapear from ur arms and u fall back out of me thinking
was it..........was it a dream......
Poem Or SongNOW I JUST TYPED THIS I WAS BORED LOL
The Darkness
Poem or Song
Created by Samantha
Day's gone by
darkness fills my heart
flaims claim my heart and come out of my eye's and mouth
you poisened me with your thought's
you drown me in your darkness
and you still wisper to me from the dark
Blood rains from the sky
lighting flashes and scream's are heard from a distance
red eye's are seen in the shadows
and the hot flaims burn me from with in me
you hide from me in the shadows
and now i fight you
Angels of light angels of haeven angels of god
fight this demon
give me the strenght i need to fight this demon
your starting to bring me under
i gasp for air just a singel breath of air
i feel so cold so dark and so scared
give me strength
You will go down and i will be the one who brings u down
you cant find your self
your lost now
you feel what i feel
now it's time to fight
A Poem For My Love.....To My Love
There are many thoughts and fantasies
Wandering in my head.
While I dream about you,
And when I am asleep in my bed,
I wish many things.
I wish with no fear
That right here beside me
You would be here.
I wish you could tell me
In person every day
Just how much you love me.
And never would we say
To go our separate ways.
It would just break my heart
To have to know
That we were apart.
A dream can go
Where a wish cannot.
A dream can bring true
What a wish never thought.
When I dream about you
You’re holding my hand.
My feelings for you;
These I had never planned.
Gazing at the stars
On a dark, cold night,
We utter sweet words
Under the pale moonlight.
If you were here beside me,
I could look at you.
It would all come together;
That you are my dream come true.
I am smiling as I realize
That although we are apart,
It is only in body;
Never in heart.
I hate not having you here,
But I know that some day,
Fate will bring us togethe
A Poem Of Who I AmI may...
I may not be a model,
I may not be your ideal;
At least I know who ever I am,
I always keep it real.
I dont have to be thin
to catch an eye,
I only have to do is smile
when I walk by.
See I shake my ass,
and it really moves -
catchin the eye of all the dudes.
Men like all women, theres
no secret to that -
But they love us girl
who are really Phat.
Hips that swish,
breasts that bounce -
thats want they want,
ounce for ounce.
So dont say im wrong
for the size that I am
All your doin is hatin
Cuz you want my man!
A Poem TonightTime has faded me away
broken and beaten
let me sleep
to hold my last moment inside
Let me hear the last sounds
this world gives me
just sit here touching my hand
let my tears run free
they are my memories
its the only thing i have left
take them to heart
and let me be free
By Jason Hartle
PoemThrusting hard and deep
Slowing teasing as I steep
Long sweet breathless kiss
It is these that I miss
Heart pounding soul screaming
Rapture flooding
Short quick stroking stop
Slow deep enter I'm on top
Arching moaning mind exploding
Wet and warm, wildly creaming
Internal escape to you
External explosions too
Twirling writhing wanting
Moaning growling screaming
Ectasy rendered
As I seem frenzied
by Jo 9/14/07
Poem For Those Over Age 30A Poem For Those Over 30
A computer was something on TV
From a science fiction show of note
A window was something you hated to clean
And ram was the cousin of a goat.
Meg was the name of my girlfriend
And gig was a job for the nights
Now they all mean different things
And that really mega bites.
An application was for employment
A program was a TV show
A curser used profanity
A keyboard was a piano.
Memory was something that you lost with age
A CD was a bank account
And if you had a 3 inch floppy
You hoped nobody found out.
Compress was something you did to the garbage
Not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public
You'd be in jail for awhile.
Log on was adding wood to the fire
Hard drive was a long trip on the road
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a back up happened to your commode.
Cut you did with a pocket knife.
Paste you did with glue
A web was a spider's home
And a virus was the flu.
PoemIm not here by Jennifer Blakely
Im not there/I feel nothing
I start each day and im not there
you kiss me and I feel nothing
I walk this world and im not there
you hold me and I feel nothing
I have these feelings but im not there
you use me and I feel nothing
I want to feel something but im not there
you ignore me and I feel nothing
Im trying desperately to feel something
you seem not to care
I hope to feel something when u kiss me
you kiss me and nothings there
I feel is the pressure of your lips
you don't make me feel a spark, or a fluttering sensation
I feel nothing and Im dying to feel this love
Poemone day you decide to take a walk
but your feet took you to the forest
you say to yourself I would never come here
but somehow you are compelled to stay
so you shrug your shoulders and walk around
your entranced by the beauty the woods create
birds singing and the wind sweeping over your face
you smile and you hug yourself
you sit down on a log and you close your eyes
you breathe in and then you open your eyes
your smile slowly starts to fade away
when you have opened your eyes you noticed you were no longer in those woods
you were in a rundown apartment lying on a grungy bed
you realized you were dreaming of a place that hardly ever exists anymore
and life is slowly losing it natural beauty
and life would be nothing without it
PoemI sit here listening to the white noise
As words drift before my eyes.
People crying out in complaint
Of insignificant consecquence.
Don't Cry to me of the things I've done wrong.
Of minor sins that don't belong.
Don't Cry to me cause I don't Care.
My lifes my own and nothings fair.
Don't Cry to me anymore
Of something stupid or You'll get ignored.
Lifes not fair and speach is free.
Opinions vary and people disagree.
But thats what makes us unique.
So move on with it and Don't Cry to me!
Poem : Lovewhatever you go threw love hurts, my mom and dad told me lovers hurt.I cant imagine what comes from romance of course you've got to hold your stance mean while embrace yourself all kinds of things will happen before you know... AsI said before love you know it hurts to be honest i give second chances and I'm the man in this but do you think im going to let you take advantage of thisif you think so you must be sick. damage is done by by leaving your partners sideas we all know love hurts or making our lovers hurt dain and day out we all cry on the insde or maybe i cry on the inside but who said love will die i can see that it will never die basically live is blind ... so tell me you hide your feelings from the one you love , then basically love hurts you are you say your are taking your your time but you are just Trying to find something to hide behind so dont think love is bad because its something that will never go bad its fucked up that people will do anything to have what yo
Poem With No TitlePeople say a smile is worth a million !
i say if you smile yourday has just begun.
Smile if you have love,or if you have achieved something.
I smile because i love my music.
I smile 4 a dozen of reasons like if something special happened. Although anything can happen.
---- If you have succeeded in some era from what has happened . In some way you should smile well because something or someone got you 2 smile .
- Share the joy and share the smile , so we all can have something 2 smile 4
Poems My Friend Patty Wrote, Awesome Job Hun :)~~~~~ FEELINGS~~~~~
I LOVE THE WAY YOU TALK TO
ME
I LOVE THE WAY YOU MAKE ME
FEEL
I LOVE IT WHEN YOU SAY YOU LOVE
ME BECAUSE I KNOW YOU'RE
FOR REAL..
WHEN YOU TALK,YOU SPEAK
THE SOUNDS
THAT MAKE MY WORLD REVOLVE AROUND
AND WHEN WE KISS,I FEEL THE WAY
I WOULD ON ANY LOVELY DAY
SO, DARLING WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY
" IS I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER
AND A DAY!!!
~~~~~~~~ I ALWAYS~~~~~~~
I ALWAYS SAID
IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN
OH, NO NOT TO ME
BUT, WHEN YOU ENTERED
INTO MY LIFE
IT CHANGED MY MIND
NOW I KNOW
EVEN I CAN FALL IN LOVE
OH DEAR HOW I LOVE YOU
I CAN'T STAND BEING AWAY FROM YOU
I WORRY THAT YOU MAY LEAVE ME
BUT, WHEN I GET HOME THERE YOU CALL, MY HEART FEELS RELIEVED
DON'T LEAVE ME
STAY CLOSE.....
THE ME TENDER
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I NEVER~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I NEVER LOVED, I NEVER CARED
I NEVER GAVE, I NEVER SHARED
I NEVER WANTED, NEVER PLEADED
TIL YOU
I NEVER DREAMED HOW WONDERFUL
MY LIFE COULD REALLY BE
UNTIL THE DAY YOU CA
PoemA blind woman wishes for love.. She meets a man, which they both end up falling in love with each other. The woman then only wishes she could see the man she she has fallen for. She gets her wish and gets to see the man.. But, when she sees him... She sees that he is blind and doesn't want to be with him anymore. That is when the man says, "Ok. I can see you don't want to be with me."... "But take care of my eyes."
written by a friend
Poem... Needs A NameRemoved….. with such a painful jolt
Lost….. no bread crumbs to follow
Pain….. beats in time as the life scurries away
Tears….. flooding planes without resistance
Past….. ruins the future and what could be
Emotions….. not allowed, flowing to freely
Phrase….. always misunderstood in a cloud of judgment
Love….. never to be worthy, not even close
Fear….. thunder of hate, words that strike
Regret….. only the time taken from another day
Aching….. with every breath I take
Yearning….. for that voice to say…… anything
Soul….. shattered
Misplaced….. My Heart
Poem Of Lovelooking deep into your eyes
i wonder how i never noticed this before
you are beautiful, even if others say the contrary
they obviously don't see you the way i see you
they are missing out on the real you
just a casual glance makes my heart stop
you are an angel, come down from heaven above
when you smile, the sun shines and birds chirp
when you are sad, the clouds rush in
i wish that you would never be sad
for that would make me sad as well
the way the sun shines on your hair
the way you laugh and talk
just every little thing about you is perfect
and as i think about you now
a smile creeps across my face
all of these words are the absolute truth
what more can i say than "i love you"
Poem To My Three StinkersA love that is my heart and soul
A love that cant be touched
A love that all the heavens will protect
A love that will never keep me away!
My little stinkers forever Micha,Megan, and Molley
My little saints forever 3 of no kind
Never forsaken too many times mistaken
Three pieces of my heart that shouldnt be taken away
Follow your hearts no matter where it takes you
Become someone that you can respect and love
Dont follow by example do what is right no matter who says it
Be your own and never live to be owned in any way
Never forget how much i love ya and need ya
every second is so hard to breathe without seeing you
Dont see this as a sad feeling every tear is hoping to see you grown
forver your mortal guaudian angel that mortally made mistakes
Poem ~ DarknessDarkness…
Raging fire, ablaze within my visions..
Illuminating the skies with forceful heat..
Blades soaring, harsh, unfathomable blows of might..
Why do we still battle?
Unyielding screams, bellowing in the night..
Leaving fire in mine ear..
Removing the hesitation of individuals left standing..
Side by side, conquering all..
Will we live to battle another day?
As One there’s defeat as Two there’s conquest..
As a Whole we shall reign..
Grounded for eternity as One to the end..
As darkness turns to light..
We “will” breathe another day..
One Step Closer To Home..
The wrath will end, the trees will call Us Home..
Over land and sea we’ll unearth our means..
We can be contented for today..
In breaching the path we travel onward..
Homeward bound..
To Love Another Day..
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A Poem For The DmvWhat A Crock
By
R. J. Lewis
This all could have been avoided, if thier database had been upgraded properly.
This all could have been avoided, if the service paid for had been rendered.
I realize, if I hadn't procrastinated, I might not be having this catastrophy.
I realize, now, I may have no choice, but to surrender.
At least, today, I don't have to play "beat the clock"!
At least It will be all done! But, MAN! What a CROCK!
How is it possible to find the info so easily on the net?
How is it possible that thier own servers resources, seem to be spent?
One would expect a government agency to be more on the ball!
One would expect thier infrastructure to have failsafes so the system doesn't fall!
All I have to do now, is see if the clerk is going to bock.
All I have to do now, is make one more stop, to get my truck out of hock!
I wish I'd known that my license was suspended.
I wish I had the capital to make sure the entire matter is amende
A Poem I Wrote A Few Months AgoMY MASTER(JULY24/07)
i feel the locks click
i hear the lock tick
i dont panic because i feel the satin over my eyes
every touch is a new surprise
each lick brings a louder sigh
then i feel your teeth sink in and i let out a cry
i feel your smile on my skin
as you laugh and say"wait until i really begin"
another lick and nibble sends shivers threw my body
as the thoughts in my head become more naughty
you can pull my hair
i promis i wont scare
oh master my master
i beg you to go faster
i beg for your touch
i plead for your rush
i want to moan and scream for you
i wish to make all your dreams come true
take me im yours
body,mind,heart and soul
i know together we make a whole.
Poemdancing dreams in vain
withheld in silent fame whisper one last time
crying out faintly with pain.
the night air softly tames
there's no way out tonight,
passionate visions lead the way
into an endless and violent plight.
your love burns and heats the night
but fades like tears in vain
a restless and lonely heart
which lies seeping from the strain.
theres a fire burnin' under me
the heat gets in your eyes
and the passion is deep inside of me-
it cries
it screams
it flies.
streaking my heart,the games you play,
your love,it rolls on by
depleted in a single desire,
it flashes then fades away,into
the Autumn sky.
your love burns and heats the night
but fades like tears in vain
a restless and lonely heart
which lies seeping from the strain
your love burns and heats the night
but fades like tears in vain
and all thats left inside of me
are weak memories and pain.
Poem To A FriendI need to know if you’re my true friend,
will you be by my side until the end?
Can I tell you my secrets deep,
and trust them in your heart you’ll keep?
We are neither of us without our flaws,
can you accept mine as I will yours?
I’ll be a shoulder to cry on when you’re blue,
will you be there for me when I need you?
No matter how busy I will make time for you,
if you are busy will you make time for me too?
I will take your hand and comfort your tears,
will you hold me and soothe my fears?
I will give you joy and many warm smiles,
can we share that even across many miles?
I will not forget what’s important to you,
will you remember what’s important to me too?
With you my most favourite things I’ll share,
If only I know do you truly care?
If you can accept me as I do you,
then I will know you are a friend most true.
A Poem Written By Adrain...a Very Special Friend....wow...a Brilliant Mind.....ty 4 Sharing It With Me......its An Honor To Say The LeastThe Vision
Vision
is a sense that can show you to the light as well as lead you head
on into the dark..........prepare for all, expect for nothing
Senses can lie, that is a hard lesson learned
like the moth to an open flame you can burn
I see the stars align and shine with the power of heavens
like an ant to the street lights of forever wonder and impressment
I vision smooth rhythms as they dance on my soul
I envision happiness at the end of a hard worked goal
The vision at times can be so adapted to negative fortune and paths
that when something pure and good meets the vision,
intimidation is the only math
raised up in surroundings with constant conflict and demonic ways
the routine can make someone hesitant to walk with the suns rays
vision can place many situations in an out of place equation
still i heal from childhood scars an abrasion
when pain arrives in any form, physical or mental,
anger becomes the judge, jury, and executioner that
Poem I Wrote.....Walking down the street
With your heads held high
Just waiting for time to pass by
Goofing off and having good times
This is for the punks,
Who have hard lifes
Who are trying to get jobs
So they could afford cars
This is for the punks,
Who go to shows
Who meet new people
And are being steriotyped by their looks
This is for the punks,
Who are put in the categories of being smokers, drinkers, and steal
Who are musicians with artistic lyrics
That have been told "You have been arrested,huh"
This is for the punks,
Who go to school and want to graduate
That want to stop roming the street and want to live in harmony
Who want to get a home so they can feel warn
This is for the punks,
That have way much more to say.
A Poem That I Wrote! :-)Let us …
Let us engage with weighty matters of the mind
Ignore the heart!
Let us exchange wit and metaphors
To sharpen our minds’ fang and claws.
Let us cheerily sit under the sun
You with your G&T, I sticking to coffee;
Black, strict abstinence from sugar.
Let us observe the people around us
Speculating how beautiful their lives be, just for fun
Let us then move on to politics, then economics,
Extolling Literature and Poetry
Backtrack to our own memories
Praising our role models and guides
Who’ve opened our eyes
To the wonderful possibilities of life.
Let us speculate the future 50 years on
Liberally exaggerating our scientific know-how
Sighing, jealous of our descendants
For the mortals comforts they would enjoy and learn to cherish somehow.
Let us talk of wondrous things today
Keeping our mundane lives and pain at bay
Let us wonder in awe at the beauty of life and experiences we’ve had instead
Life is too short to mourn
We’ve all had our past a
Poem To MomPoem to MOM
My son came home from school one day,
With a smirk upon his face.
He decided he was smart enough,
To put me in my place.
"Guess what I learned in Civics Two,
that's taught by Mr.. Wright?
It's all about the laws today,
The 'Children's Bill of Rights.'
It says I need not clean my room,
Don't have to cut my hair
No one can tell me what to think,
Or speak, or what to wear.
I have freedom from religion,
And regardless what you say,
I don't have to bow my head,
And I sure don't have to pray.
I can wear earrings if I want,
And pierce my tongue & nose.
I can read & watch just what I like,
Get tattoos from head to toe.
And if you ever spank me,
I'll charge you with a crime.
I'll back up all my charges,
With the marks on my behind.
Don't you ever touch me,
My body's only for my use,
Not for your hugs and kisses,
that's just more child abuse.
Don't preach about your morals,
Like your Mama did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control
A PoemI look into your eyes, your heart, your soul -
Were you really loving me or lying?
My love goes deeper than I ever imagined it could
or even would.
Love is a part of life, I know.
So is the pain and the sorrow,
along with the smiles, and the joys.
My life will be forever changed
because I loved you.
It seemed as though my world was falling apart,
along with my heart.
No longer will I let your memory hurt me.
I will move on with my life,
no longer letting you be a part of me
A Poem For SweetieI love you. Not just for who you are,
but for who I am when I'm with you. I love you.
Not for what you've done with your life...
...but for what you're doing to mine.
I love you for making me good...and happy. And whole.
Because that is what you do
Without a word. Without a gesture. Without a doubt.
Just by being yourself. Such a simple thing...
but no one else in the world could do it.
Only you.
Poem Bye Me Friend Dark RiehanaLost and Lonely
Lost and Lonely...
noone to find me
Lost and Lonely...
noone to save me
Lost and Lonely...
noone to love me
Lost and Lonely...
darkness filling my heart
Lost and Lonely...
can anyone help me
Lost and Lonely...
oh God where am I
Lost and Lonely...
no light in sight
Lost and Lonely...
blacknessfills my eyes
Lost and Lonely...
death is here at last
A PoemTo Put It Simply, I Want You!
I want to be your companion
and walk hand in hand,
your strength enveloping mine.
Autumn leaves falling,
scuffing feet and laughter,
sharing nights, not finished by the dark.
I want to be your confidant
as you pen your deepest
thoughts, as your heartaches
bleed and finally break free.
Your dreams, I keep as if my own.
I want to smile as you smile
and giggle with you
at nothing at all.
I want to be your lover
and find the passions
that move you to action.
I want to be the softness
that induces you to trust.
I want to be the naughty
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please you.
I want to share your breakfast
and your dinner,
I want you in the shower
and in your bed and
with soft steps to bring you coffee
(I take mine black)
Your strong arms, the legs
that power your thrust,
your lips of pleasure,
these are the fuel of my desire
no it is no secret, my love,
and to put it very simply,
I want you.
PoemWhat is that in the darkness
Why is it laughing and pointing at me
It's moving closer to me
And I can't get away from it
I can see it now but it's foggy
i scream but nothing happens
It laughs harder and louder as it gets closer
Why must fate mock me this way
I see plain and clear now
And it hurts me on the inside
Why must she do this to me
Can't she tell it makes me cry
Why must she despise me so
The thing that hurts me the most
Is that she is my own true self
PoemPeople say I dream to much
But I can't stop dreaming about your touch
When I dream I dream of you
Everything that I say is not untrue
I just want to see your face
And feel your embrace
My love is unconditional towards you
When we talk I want to look at you
You are the one that I want
Please don't hurt or taunt
For that would break my heart
You won't have to worry about me being a tart
Because you are the one I long for
For now I won't say anymore
Except I love you and adore you
Poem From HighschoolOk so I found all my stuff I had uploaded.
If your looking for a place to store your writings online www.fictionpress.com is a great place. They will store your writings under a pen name and they also allow you to read other peoples writings and even review them. I put most of my stuff up there thankfully b/c I lost everything when my hard drive crashed. Anyways, here is one of the poems I wrote in highschool.
-Broken-
I've broken down
Lost all inspiration
I'm losing my will to live
So as I die this is my last chance
To protect my soul from caving in
I'm a lost ship
Seeking protection
Searching for a heart to take me in
A battered warrior
Home from the war
Wishing to return to this world again
But alas I can't until my heart is fixed
Repaired from doing battle with her
She tore it open, shredded its love
And took with her my last strand of hope
A Poem For Women And MenWOMAN'S POEM
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.
MAN'S POEM
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs who owns a liquor store and a golf course. This doesn't rhyme, and I don't give a shit.
A Poem Passed To Me By A Dear FriendA woman in much distress knelt down to pray,
"Lord I do't know what to say,
I love my husband and don't know why,
he has to hit me and make me cry,
I can't tell my mom and I can't tell my dad,
You know how it would make them upset and mad,
Why does he hit me Lord, I don't understand?
Why on earth, Do I love this man?
When he hits me Lord, it makes me sad,
But Lord that's not as bad,
As the lie I have to tell my precious son,
Who's too young yet to realize, that it is one,
He looks at me, with such innocent eyes,
I hope he never knows, that its a lie,
Lord, Give me the strength, to make it through,
And help me know what i should do,
The bible says we shouldn't divorce,
and I should stand by him , for better or worse,
Lord, in your hands I place my life,
Please help me Lord, to be a better wife,
And never give him a reason why,
To hit me again and make me lie,
I don't want my son to grow up like him,
But this is a fight, I just can't win,
Lord, I will continue to
PoemWhat have I done?
What must I do?
This love I once had
I had for you.
My love for my son is there to
He is mine and I need to take care
If you still love me
If you still want me
I will be there
If you decide to not be mine
I have no clue
But no matter what I will always love you
I can not tell no more lies
I have seen the tears from my eyes
I need your love
This is true
Just remember even if you don't love me
I will always love you
My life is all messed up
This I know is true
But he is my flesh and blood
And I love him too
Poem.i am me.
i get angry way to easily.
at the end of the day i hate myself more.
i hurt everyone around me
i never know whats going on
i get confused all the time.
i try to give all my love
i know i can be heartless
i cry myself to sleep quite often
i know i could be happy if i tried.
sometimes i wish i was better
i still want to hurt myself
i always end up breakin a heart, whether its my own or anothers.
i can't trust myself or anyone else.
When i go to bed, i wish i was in someones arms.
I know i shouldn't be so apathetic.
I miss who i used to be.
I wish i was thin.
I know i'm beautiful i don't know why i doubt myself.
I hate people for liking me so much.
I love being hugged and kissed.
It hurts to be touched because i don't want to let go.
I feel like i should be sorry for who i am.
I hate being alone.
I love laying outside with someone that means the world to me.
I love warm hoodies on fall days.
I have secrets hidden from the world.
I am me.
Poem: Still Trapped By OneStill Trapped by One
In silence, I watch you work the crowd
Make them all love you, completely enthralled
How many do you tell what lurks beneath
Your breezy facade of shallow lies?
In darkness, I watch as another fall prey
To the hopes and dreams your words convey
I laugh as I think of the sadistic dance
You hide behind insincere romance.
In sadness, I watch as your nightmare spell
Leads another down the path I know so well
Helpless as I watch you play your game
Another, as I, won't ever be the same
In despair, I watch as you run one more
Slamming shut behind any possible door
That could set you free of your inner rage
And other dark things that you keep in that cage.
Like me.
Poems[Note: The following poems, some of which have been previously published in the print media, are copyright by Jamie York and may not be reprinted except for "fair use." Thank you and enjoy.
For Hope
A man shot himself at the Shell station yesterday,
trading his blood for oil,
for a helicopter ride to the hospital,
for hope.
"Were there any warning signs?" a reporter asked,
and I remembered a Vietnam veteran
sleeping on a steam grate in front of the FBI building,
too tired to pull the trigger.
Some do and some don't,
yet gas prices and hopelessness are rising daily.
"The warning signs are everywhere," a witness answered.
"Why don't you report on the world as it REALLY is?"
And all I could hope for was that someone would miss him.
ICON
you lay buried for two thousand years
until a farmer found you in a furrow
and claimed you for his own
now you cry, still bleeding,
for the Sins of Columbus and Reagan
and the wandering spirit of your creator
and you
Poem That Was On My MindAm I mad cus i cut
a fast nip at my wrist and all the pain of days weeks months and years goes away, and a feeling of joy and freedom takes over my body none like I've ever felt, but scar are lefted behind their left behind to remind me that this wourld is painful, this world has will turn its back on you , and this world won't miss you if you're gone, but i slit that wonderful blade arcoss my bare flesh i remember not that the is fail and dark i think of the next time i can pull a beartiful blade from the box and relieve my suffering, but to these people that dont unberstand our method I say ours because there are more like me who fight pain with pain they call us dumb, they call crazy, they call us cutters, Yes im a cutter but cutting is me Bayer, my advil,my asprin if you will, but will the outside world ever stop turning? no so i wont stop cutting.
to the ones who read this poem and jugde me i dnt mind that u jugde but know that what u say wont change me and one day someon
Poem Contest #1I ENTERED MY FIRST POEM TODAY AT PEOTRY.COM..PLEASE GO VOTE FOR ME..
A Poemyou're the shimmering light in my darkness
the first light of day in my night
the voice of hope in my loneliness
finding me when i'm hopelessly lost.
i long for your strong arms to hold me
to be safe in your loving embrace
for your sensual touch on my soft skin
to feel the warmth of your body on mine
to lie in your arms as you're sleeping
in your nightly embrace to feel safe
curled around you, my head on your chest
our bodies entwined through the night
to wake up each day to those blue eyes
to wake up in your sweet embrace
to know that you'll always be with me
to know that you want me with you
i long for your touch, my sweet darling
i long to make sweet love to you
to explore every inch of your body
the taste of your soft lips on mine
every night i imagine your kisses
so passionate, gentle and sweet
i imagine the feel of your body
pressed against me in passion, so warm
i want nothing more than to hold you
to feel your arms wrapped around me
our bod
PoemsMy love, I can not stand this. It is just too hard to be away from you. I am usually okay, but at times like this (especially right now as i am writing to you ) it just becomes too much to bear. i can not do anything else than thinking of you.
I just have to tell you, Sweetheart , to share with you that sacred part of my inner, secret life, the thoughts I think that everyone has but does not always say. I know that sometimes pride gets in the way of expressing emotions. I believe that is the cause of my reticence in telling you how I feel sometimes, that and the fact that passion in an extreme state can be scary, you almost just want to shut it away for fear that it will eventually destroy you. I think of my feelings, my love for you not with craving or with hope or even desire, but just with a kind of wonder that such things could be. You have opened my eyes to how love should feel. I can promise you this, I will never again settle for less.
But, at this time in both of our live
A Poem Ive Had For A Long Time....Not Sure Who Wrote It...
This is for the women that are waking up at 6 a.m. every morning, laying out clothes and packing lunches for those small precious children that they have been left alone to care for.
This is for the pregnant military wife wondering if her husband will make it home in time to watch their miracle happen.
This is for the childless military wife, living in a town or on a camp alone where she is a complete stranger to her surroundings.
This is for the women that feel like a spare part when they go out with their friends and their husbands.
This is for the military wife that canceled all her plans to wait by the phone, and even though the phone broke up and cut off every time you spoke to him you waited anyway.
This is to recognize the woman that felt like she was dying inside when he said he had to go, but smiled for him anyway.
This is for those of you that are faithfully in that long line at the post office once a month, handling 2 larg
PoemDARLIN'
HELLO DARLIN', ITS SURE NICE TO SEE YA AGAIN
TELL ME, JUST HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?
YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE DOIN' WELL
AS FOR ME, I GUESS YOU CAN TELL
MY HEART NEVER DID MEND
AND THE HURT NEVER ENDS
I TRIED TO GIVE MY LOVE TO ANOTHER
BUT THERE WILL NEVER BE A LOVER,
THAT COULD HOLD A CANDLE TO YOU
WHATS MY BROKEN HEART TO DO
I STILL REMEMBER THAT CLOUDY DAY
YOU LEFT WITHOUT MUCH TO SAY
FROM THAT DAY UNTIL NOW
I PRAY THAT SOMEDAY,SOMHOW
YOU WOULD HAVE A CHANGE OF HEART
AND TELL ME WE CAN NO LONGER BE APART
EVEV THOUGH YOU ARE MILES AWAY
YOU WILL BE IN MY HEART ALWAYS
AND FROM NOW UNTIL THE END OF TIME
DARLIN', YOU WILL FOREVER BE ON MY MIND.
WRITTEN BY CHIPPER LEE SMITH
Poems More And MoreNot one more tear shall fall from these eyes,
Nore shall this heart break,
For my eyes have cried 1000 times,
Not another beat my heart can take.
Memories burn like a fire fully alight,
I do not defy them hurting me at all,
Look at what you have made me become,
Like the angel who was made to fall.
Looking back at what got me to here,
Remebering how you and I once were,
Crying still because you broke my heart,
You destroyed my whole life–for her.
Left Without A Heart
I sat together with the darkness of my room
Tears leaked from my eyes like water from a tap
In the corner I feel comforted by the walls
Hugging my knees like I was hugging a friend
Images floated in and out of my head
Tormenting me as if I were a prisoner
Pictures of the one I loved with another guy
As if she had moved on without a care
She wants to date him sometime is the rumor
For the third time she has broken my heart
I believed her when she said she loved me
Hope had been shatt
A Poemmy heart was shattered
from being battered
my heart was broken
from being spoken to
There is no fixing
to my heart, it is
now shattered in
so many little pieces
makes men think before they treat use like dirt
PoemThe man of my dreams
broke my heart.
I wish he could feel
all the pain.
The man of my dreams
is worthless.
He was in my life, just
to break my heart.
The man of my dreams
is evil.
I wish he could
rot in hell.
The man of my dreams
is the devil.
I wish he would die
and go to hell.
that is the man of my dreams.
The Poem Of ChoicesThe Poem of Choices
The time has come,
To face the choices I so dread.
Do I use a gun, pointed at my head?
Or do I run from all my fears?
Do I lie in a corner, drowning in all my tears?
Or should I try to ask for help?
The time has come,
To face the choices I so dread.
Life doesn't seem so good,
So I'd rather be dead.
(c) Natasha Wismer
02/28/95
PoemAs you race and the track
I look up and your in back.
When I seen you hit the wall
My heart just stall
When it came to the end
And he had the win
As soon as I turn my head
the crew I seen fled
When I seen your lifeless face
I Know you were in a big Race
When they said you where dead
I hung my head
But I know you where fine
Becuase you had cross that golden finish line
Poem 3soft bright light blending into the mist,illuminating an angel here with us,soft an sincere,a beauty from above a friend so dear,a special lady first and foremost
Poem ; Lies And More Lies >>.???i Will Never Say OneLies fill up the room in my heart ,
as I try to shift out of ,
this place of dark. ; Lies and more lies they tear me apart,
but im not wanting to ,
believe no more.
So Ill close the door. Shut out the lies and pain of lore.
May my heart know no more lies no more ; May my ears be deft to the lies ,
you try to put thru .. but lies they are every where,
and I must be able to see them here .
I need to only know the truth,
so as to beleive in you . My heart can,t recoperiate a lie ,
and my lips will speak no such defile .
I will be honest and true,
and never tell a lie to you. So why bestowe a lie unto me ,
when you now ill just set you free.
I dont tolerate such decite.
hugs diana....
Poem Written By MeWhy do I feel so lonely with so many around...Why does my heart ache for a love not yet found...Years I have searched and asked why...Hoping to find some answers before I die...Lessons I have learned along the path I have taken...Only to reach another crossroad with the forsaken...The more I have fallen, the stronger I have become...This in itself is very confusing for some...But with hope and desires set so high...You have to keep going to find the answers to WHY.
PoemHow can I always lend a hand
But ignore the cries within myself
It brings me joy to bring you a smile
But my emptiness still sits up on the shelf
Inside my heart will always bleed
But I will never let it be shown on my face
Only the tear that falls down my cheek
Will give you a glimpse, a shadow, a trace
I suffocate when I try to breathe
The chains you gave won't let my body go
I have dreams, and needs, and wants
My body is numb, I think maybe you should know
I struggle with my demons each day
You feed them while you slowly watch me die
Please let me be and please set me free
I want to smile as I look up at the sky
I want the moon to brighten the night
I want the clouds to pass me on by
I want the stars to guide me to heaven
And I want wings to life me and fly
Poem From A Friend....This is a poem a good friend of mine sent me. His name is Midnight Rider, check him out, he's da greatest!!!
Midnight Rider@ fubar
The Oral Caress
Cradled between your tender thighs
I lift you to my mouth.
The abundance of your wetness greets me
and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.
Your sweet taste is on my tongue
and your fragrance delights my senses.
No gentle lick this visit.
No bashful cautious approach
For I wish to consume you.
Push against my hungry mouth
As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow
that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.
Thrust against my generous tongue.
Show me the power of your desire
for my oral caress.
My exploring tongue lifts the hood
and finds your smooth firm pearl.
You squeal in that unique way,
signaling that I have found your special spot.
I harden in response.
My jaws protests what my open mouth provides
but I am unrelenting in my gift,
intent only on your fulfillment.
I feel y
A Poem I LikeI just saw this poem and really ,really liked it so I thought I would share it with you. ENJOY
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Your dreams can be your future
Do you think this could be true
My heart speaks in my dreams
And tells me what to do
Asleep so peacefully late at night
Feeling safe and warm in my bed
Dreams flying all about
Deep inside my head
There is a conversation
Coming from my heart
Putting my dreams together
Right from the very start
In the daytime, sun is bright
Through this world I walk about
Many things just happen
Leaving me with doubt
What can these feelings be
Within this heart of mine
Whispers, "Don't be afraid
Everything will be just fine"
If I believe in my dreams
Because I listened to my heart
Then love has captured me completely
In my life, you are a part
I never even hoped to find
A love that could be true
Conversation within my dream
My heart has spoke of you
Dreams are put together
Betw
Poemi awake to the sight of forever remembrance of loveingless torn attraction
of soughfull gazing embraceful distraction
hearts burst with the sounds of affection
ingulfed and inflamed our only connection
peaceful arragement of colorful deception
lofting moments of beautiful conversating conception
beauty enraged trapeless thought
dangerously awakin of morningful forethought
peace begged insighful destruction
appeasing delightful arraigning introduction
forever demonstrative affectionate passions pulsating
enormous favor intrapements emotions fascinating
PoemFrom the foundation of my efforts -
The slow constructing and building of time -
Comes a strength called "perseverance", and with it,
A vision of reason and rhyme:
A purpose to commitment, and perfecting
The preparations for whatever our goals.
I can demonstrate my feelings freely
And validate the overabundance in my soul.
Realistically and humbly, I refrain from
The anxiety and apprehension that is overcoming you.
Patient for communication, reaching you with comfort,
I am content with the fulfillment of loving you.
I occupy a small but deeply-rooted space, still
Your heart is a measure of my investment;
Not the promises - those lonely surviviors of lies -
But the honesty that is your testament.
As a silhouette of a romantic, flickering candle
Diminishes with the glory of awakening dawn,
Grief begets beauty, and with it
A new opportunity for loving is born.
Copyright 2003 Julie Donner Andersen. All rights reserved.
Poems I Like And Some That I Can Relate Too.Inspirational Poem
The Person I Long To Be
© By Victoria A. Mogyorosi
The day light breaks again
Another day has begun.
But still no sleep has come.
My body is weary
My mind overworked.
I lie awake thinking
But what I am unsure.
I need to break free from the cycle I endure.
Everyday is the same and the nights are undistinguished.
I feel as though I am being pushed along with the tide
Unable to break free from the everyday flow.
This is not me I need to change, before time takes over
And I am unable to change.
I need to be freed from the grasp of ordinary
And become that person I have always longed for.
Express myself in every way, and conquer the dreams as I lie awake.
Then I may fall asleep and put my mind to rest.
Make changes in my life and help those in need.
I would like to touch everyone's life in a positive way
And leave my mark on society before I fade away.
When Love really arrives
© By Norma Guihurt
When True Love stays asi
PoemStaring...
Off the edge...
Of a cliff...
Peering into...
An abyss...
Something so...
Aluring...
Something so inviting...
So safe and warm...
Not fearing the...
Unknown...
There's...
Just some thing I...
Gotta have...
On the other side of...
This fence...
A house of cards...
Is what others...
May see...
Fuck that...
Lmao...
I'm mixing concrete...
Using steel beams...
Adapting to...
Any thing that lies...
Before me...
No complicated designs...
Or hidden rooms...
Turning up the heat...
Fanning the flame...
You wonder why the...
Light...
Is so brite...
Just what it is I see...
The compassion...
Nonjudgemental...
Trust worthy...
Loving...
Understanding parent...
I love and...
I know...
The list is longer...
Each day it grows...
All the lil things...
That make a love flurish...
From the ashes...
We have both risen...
I scense...
The way you feel...
The pain when...
Where apart...
A slo
A Poemlove lasts,it simply blasts pass the first piece of ass it sees.yesterday,i was me for a second,you for a third,can i get word in edgewise?
PoemTAPROOT LYRICS
"Poem"
overbearing panic attack entrenching my veins
in an hour i'll be ok
i pray this pain will go away permanently someday
I'VE seen more than...
I should have to...
I'VE seen this on my own
this song is a,
poem to myself,
it helps me to live...
in case of fire,
BREAK the glass,
and move on into your own...
reoccurring drowning effect entrenching my brain,
i hope you'll be ok someday,
so i can say that you moved on in the right way...
WE'VE seen this and
WE'VE breathed this and
WE'VE lived this on our own...
this song is a,
poem to myself,
it helps me to live...
in case of fire,
BREAK the glass,
and move on into your own...
your own...
BREAK...
this song is a,
poem to myself,
it helps me to live...
in case of fire,
BREAK the glass,
and move on into your own...
Poem For The AskingI don't want to write a poem.
I've met my quota of self-expression for the week
I have no need to write anything new
Just because there's an open mic this week. . .
You think I can't just listen,
And not get up and read
Just because I never have doesn't mean I can't.
I don't want to write a poem
I'm tired of arguing with my spell checker
Do you have any idea how difficult it is
To be the only poet who can't spell or type?
I don't want to write a poem
I have nothing to complain about
Nothing spectacular has happened
I have no emotional baggage that I need to unload
I don't want to write a poem
I can't think of anything funny
Or clever, or sad. . .
Or new
I don't want to write a poem
August
PoemsI think that I shall never see
A poem written just for free
A poem written just for fun
Without compulsion from anyone
A poem not for looming deadlines
And certainly not for fancy headlines
A poem written from good and right
And not from staying up all night
No complaints of earthly woes
Of righting wrongs or fighting foes
No teenage angst upon the page
No words of sorrow, fear, or rage
"A poet's life is hard." It's said
"No guarantee of daily bread."
So poets, please do what you like
I'm headed to the open mic
August
Poem SliversThere should be a poem here
But I don't have one
It's not ready
It's still hiding behind my eyes
Lurking beneath my fingertips
Gestating in my brain
There should be a poem here
It should tell you how much I love you
Or how fucked up the world is
And it should mention frustration
And ecstasy
Or something about a statue
Chipped from ancient stone
There should be a poem here
But there are only fragments
Shards of ideas
Poem slivers
That can't yet have their own page
But their time will come
There should be a poem here
One day there will be
August
PoemBlue eyes, brown hair
Smile so sweet, it isn't fair.
Broad shoulders, slim hips
How I wish, I could kiss those lips.
Being with you feels so right
Especially when you hold me tight
Love for us is impossible it seems,
Because I can have you only in my dreams.
Poemmistakes
Today there are tears.
Tomorrow they're dry!
Today there are fear's,
Tomorrow they die!
Today there are dreams.
Tomorrow they fade!
Today we'll erase.
the mistakes we've made!
Author D.D.
PoemsWanting,
lusting,
to be held,
to be loved,
to feel warmth,
to feel your beating heart.
Wanting to be sheltered from the cold,
heartless winds.
Falling into invisible arms;
into an abyss of love.
Wishing,
hoping,
that my desires will be filled;
my desires of loving warmth.
Wanting to be held,
comforted,
loved.
Dreaming of passionate embraces,
of tender kisses,
loving words,
romantic nights.
Waiting for undying love.
Poempleasure in pain
ink to the brain
mind remains
shaded stains
black drops of rain
needle to the vain
forever the same
addicted to the pain without a name
with its world wide fame
still can't blame pain without a name
Poemthe moonlight can seem so eerie at times
staring deep into the endless curiousty of man's ability to lose himself in thoughts that maybe we can touch what makes us wild
given a choice i would rather become wild then to dream and end up at a point where the wilderness itself is no more
burned to the ground
ashs all around
forget about you
if only for awhile
but i'll always remember the way you made me smile
what is it like to dream?
hard to recall
pictures of fragmented memories
sounds that play through a hall
one more step and i will fall
will daylight ever come
Poem I Wrote 2 Day/expressing Myself Is HealthyI am tired....
tired of trying
tired of crying
No one can see
That inside, I’m truly dying
I am tired of being tired....
Honestly I am
I am tired of people not being true to themself,
I am tired of people not being who they truly are.
But thats on them I supposed
But then I hate when people tell me I am doing something wrong or whatever it maybe
I hate turning around and people contradicting themselves.
I am tired of being lost
I am tired of false hope, broken promises and empty words.
I hate people telling me to do something but they dont follow their advice.
I am tired of being taken for granted.
You know what happens when you take things and people for granted right?
I am tired of not being understood by the people who should know me but dont really know much there is to know about me.
I hate when people pretend to know me.
I hate that people dont try
I am tired of giving my all and
I am tired of people always assuming I am always going to be there no
Poem - Hope EternalHope Eternal
As Darkness falls upon my weary brow
I look around me and see the shadows grow.
Death and Chaos come out to play
But, in the distance, a faint light appears.
Hope Eternal come to cheer.
Poem - Why?Why
She was stunned, not knowing what she did wrong.
Why did he leave so quickly, so suddenly?
Did she say something not right, to set him off?
Or is it something else to make him leave?
She sits and listens, when he is down and out.
Trys her best to bring him up from the depths
Her love for him asks this of her, not because he does.
Poem - Returning SunReturning Sun
The Moon shines brightly
Embracing him within her light
But the Sun begins to rise
Overshadowing the Moon's rays.
Many years have passed since
The Sun had risen high enough to shine
To carass him with her light.
Wan sunlight was all he had
Until the Moon came with light for his world.
He encompassed the Moon within his arms
The Sun witnessed what had occurred.
Her fury filling her full
Wan Sunlight burst into a blinding light.
The light from the Sun began to caress him
Overshadowing the Moon's pale light.
He turns from the Moon to greet the Sun.
A Sun that after many yeears of dim light
Began to shine brightly for him once again.
Together again, he and the Sun.
Poem - That LoveThat Love
I love you Dream
With all my heart
There is no other
Nor will there ever be
I have no reason to lie
No reason to decieve.
For you alone
Make me smile.
Smile and laugh
Have good times
Like we wer before
Is what I want again.
I hate the arguements
I hate the fights
No more will it happen
No more will it exist
For you are the one true love
That is in my life
And you always will be.
For you are my husband
You are my mate
When I said "I DO"
I meant it from my heart.
Poem - Fading SunFading Sun
Together they stand, neck to neck
As the sun sets upon their world
Alone, together, the last of a breed
Standing proud as the light fades.
Poem - WorryWorry
I sit here, hour upon hour
Waiting for that chime
To tell me he has arrived.
But all I hear is silence
Or chimes from those
That are not him.
As time goes on
More worried do I get
Not a word from him
Or about him yet.
I wonder and worry
Is he alright? Is he okay?
Is he safe at home
Or taken to that place?
That place he hates more then anything
The place that sometimes is his only salvation.
If only I could get some kind of word
From him that he is okay, that he is safe
For without that word
I sit here and worry
Worry that maybe
I have lost That Love.
Poem - StarshineStarshine
I sit here staring at the stars
Wondering if you look too
Remembering what they mean
The love we send to each other
Shining down upon us
From the stars above.
I'm sending out my love
Followed by a plea
For you to feel the love
And come back to me.
Poem - RememberRemember
Remember the promise
Remember the dreams
All the good times
That were had
Now the promises are empty
Now the dreams are gone
ALl the good times
Have turned to bad.
I loved you with all my heart
I loved you with all my soul
I gave to you everything I had
But it just wasn't enough.
You say you closed the door
With me still inside
You better look again
Cuz I'm staring at the knocker.
No longer welcome
No longer secure
Those arms that once held me
Are forever gone.
Remember the promises
Remember the dreams
But remember most of all
How much I love you still.
Poem - KnockKnock
I knock against the door
Asking to be let in again
There is no answer
The door is closed forever
Once, I was on the inside
Privvie to all
But now am on the outside
Privvie to none.
You told me once
That we would be together
Don't let your hopes go
This I promise you
The promise is not kept
We will not be together
But one thing will never change
Is my love for you, evermore.
Poem - SunloveSunlove
When you feel the warmth
You once told me
Shining from the sun
That is my love, I sent to you
I stand with the rays
Beating down upon my face
Feeling the caress
Of your love on me.
I curl up in a
Patch of sunlight
To take a nap
Embraced within your love
But the warmth is fading
The strength of the sun diminishs
And I wonder as I sit
Does your love fade too?
Poem - The StormThe Storm
Waves crashing against the shore
Clouds rolling in the sky
The storm approaches.
With windswept manes
They flee before the storm
Three of their kind.
Once there was many
Now there are few
Surviving against the storm
The storm is disbelief
Disbelif in fantasy
Fantasy that is true
Fantasy that is dying
Unicorns are dying
Try to believe
With belief comes hope.
Hope that all will prevail
The Earth needs that hope
Hope Eternal
Unicorns survive
From three can come many.
Poem - Silent SolitudeSilent Solitude
In silent solitude
She sits and dreams
Visions of once was
Visions of what is
No sight of future
Longing for peace
Feelings of Chaos
Feelings of Torment
When will it end?
When will solitude cease?
When will peace return?
Poem - The Dragon's PeaceThe Dragon's Peace
From Time Immortal they came
Proud and majestic, flying free
Peaceful creatures looking
For a home to call their own.
They came to this place
Seeing vastness and peace
They settled and began to live
And raise their families.
But Man came upon them
Seeing something different and strange
Began to destroy, as Man is wont to do
To Something he does not understand.
Once again, proud and free
They began to search
For a home to call their own
In which to live and die peacefully.
Some find isolated places
Where some Men are willing
To live in peace with all creatures
Big and small, peaceful or not.
The vast majority still seek
Searching for that home.
For everywhere they settle
Man will not leave them in peace.
Within this place of mine
Dragons live in peace
So mind the Dragon's Peace here
So that all creatures can live safe.
Poem - No AnswerNo Answer
"Why do you love me?" she asked yet again.
Knowing the answer but needing to ask.
Hoping this time the answer will differ.
He said with a smile as he reached for her hand.
"I Love you and that is that.
Now come sit here, my dear sweet love."
She sighed and shook her head
Once again she got no answer
An answer she has been seeking all her days.
She turned and walked away
Wondering once again, why?
Why her hat they all love?
She does nothing special
As plain as plain can be
But to her, they all flock.
Maybe someday the answer will come
To the question lying deep within her heart
Why do they love with no reasons behind?
Until that day so far away
She will sit and wait
Asking again, "Why do you love me?"
Poem - Alone And ConfusedAlone and Confused
I sit here
Alone and confused
How could this happen?
I feel for one
Head over heels
When I wasn't looking.
I fell for two
While in mourning
For the one.
One came back.
Two still around.
Three is a crowd.
How to choose?
Who to choose?
Why not both?
But that can't be
Nor can I truly
Be with either.
So I sit
Alone and confused
Wondering what will happen.
Poem - Nature's Beauty, Man's DestructionNature's Beauty, Man's Destruction
Sunlit reflections upon the water
Waves lapping against the shore
Loons giving a mournful cry
Wind whispering gently through the trees
A squirrel scampering across the path
Nature's beauty at her finest.
Oil slick upon the water
Waves crashing against the trash
Cars growling along the road
Wind whipping through tall buildings
A dog lying wounded in the street
Man's destruction at his worst.
Poem - Love ForeverLove Forever
She sits again
Waiting and wondering
Was it something she did?
Was it something she said?
That keeps him away
Away for so long.
Once there was great love
Love forever was what he said
But then he left her behind.
He came back full of love
Love forever he said again
She believed that was true
Then again he left her
Though for a very good reason
But she sits and waits
Wondering why he isn't back
No effort to come back to her
Or so it seems to she who waits.
Should she wait?
Should she hope?
That he comes back
Full of love once again
Love forever he told her twice
Love Forever can it be right?
Poem - Mind's EyeMind's Eye
So far from her, he lives.
But within her Mind's Eye
She sees him every day.
Closing her eyes, he is there
Standing close or lying beside.
As the sun's warm rays shine upon her
She can feel his gentle caresses.
His hands roaming up and down
Making sweet love to her.
Opening her eyes, he disappears
She sighs, deeply, sadly.
Once again, it was all a dream
Deep within the Mind's Eye.
Poem - Small WorldSmall World
They meet in the room
Two strangers drawn
Drawn by the spin
Started chatting
Having fun
Discovered how small
The world really was
From the same town
From the same school
Never meeting before
They got together
Over a drink or two.
Talking, discovering
Knowing same people
Having same interests
Friends they became
Friends they will stay.
Poem - Frightful DayFrightful Day
We came here to find out more
About this he has live with all his life
Some days are good
Some days are bad
But one day it will all end.
The pain, the tiredness,
The worry, the fear.
All these will end
On that frightful day,
So near, so far away.
And on that day, I pray so far away
Not only will his pain be gone
But my love, my life will cease to be
That day he goes away from me.
Poem - Pakka TonightPakka Tonight
A quick smile
A short chat
Is that all
To be had?
Once was laughter
Happiness and joy.
Now is sighing
Sadness and despair.
Sun has gone down
Rain pours from the sky
Stars are hidden
Behind clouds of grey.
A quick smile
A kiss on the cheek
As once again you
Say Pakka Tonight.
Poem - Wolf SpiritsWolf Spirits forever wild and free
Blessed by the Creator to let be
They run on the wind
With spirits unwilling to bend.
Natural wild spirits to sate
They take only one mate
Running in a pack together
Their hearts loyal forever.
Wolf spirits very soul
The Creator Blesses bold
But what therein mystery
about wolves there be?
When wolf spirits howl at night
by the moon's full light
What do they seek
And secrets therein keep?
Wild untamed beauty, this creature
Great hunters their main feature
But they only feed
When hunger strikes need.
One smelled scent in the air
And of their bounty, they're made aware
Without cruelty, using great skill
It's wolf spirit's nature to make a quick kill.
Watch through wolf spirit's eyes
Your heart grows wise
With his spirit to guide
Your heart's path is wide
With wolf spirit's guide
Loyalty is to abide
A spirit's deepest emotion
Of a heart's pure loyal devotion
Wolves forever avoiding man
They run always free
Poem: My Wolf Soul~ My Wolf Soul ~
Thru valleys, across mountains and forests of pine,
Roams the wolf and his pack who's soul is mine.
The howl that carries thru the moonlit night,
My soul deep within him feels so right.
He wisely smells for any scent in the air,
As he never knows who might be there.
His strength of body and mind keeps the pack from harm,
The influence he carries to keep them all calm.
Wolf
A defender of his cubs & protector of his pack,
So fearless but gentle as he leads a track.
It is an honor to hold his soul of present and past,
To feel his heart in my chest that beats so fast.
I love the wolf who's soul I bear,
Just like him I give respect and care.
Always look for the brother within your heart and mind,
Look into your soul and your brother you will find.
Poem: HerPLEASE DO NOT COPY WITHOUT PERMISSION.COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL. THANK YOU.
She's in my every thought and dream
I see her when I close my eyes
Her voice whispers in the the wind it seem
I long to look into her eyes
I dream of holding her tight
Of showing her what love can be
To me the stars do seem so bright
I dream of her and me
I want to feel her in my arms
I feel like I'm a part of her
I have fallen before her charms
Have any interest in no other
I need her to know the love I feel
That by her side I chose to be
That I have no desire to conceal
The love there is to her from me
That day is coming
When I'll hold her near
In chest heart drumming
As I say "I love you Dear"
Poem For My Pagan FriendsHush Little Witch
Hush little baby don't you squall
Momma's gonna buy you a crystal ball
And if you still can't see beyond
Momma's gonna buy you a magic wand
And if that wand don't change your fate
Momma's gonna teach you to levitate
And if the astral makes you sick
Momma's gonna buy you an incense stick
And if that frankincense smells rank
Mom'll buy a sensory deprivation tank
And if that tank don't float your bones
Momma's gonna buy you some some precious stones
And if those gems don't ease your heart
Momma's gonna buy you a natal chart
And if your planets go berserk
Momma's gonna buy you some bodywork
And if your aura still needs kneading
Momma's gonna buy you a past life reading
And if your destiny stays hid
Momma's gonna buy you a pyramid
And if your chakras still feel stressed
Momma's gonna take you on a vision quest
And if power animals don't come to charm ya
Sorry, kid, it's just your karma!
Poem - ThunderwolfThunderwolf
When the westward wind begins to blow
and the midnight moon is hanging low
then lightning streaks across the sky
You will hear Thunder Wolf, asti, it is I
From the mountains I come charging down
and you will hear my crashing sound
Your hearts will fill with awe and wonder
as you hear my wisdom's mighty thunder ...
My Thunder message is for all colors and creed
whether you are full blood or breed ...
It's a message of love and peace
that all hatred and prejudice should cease
As my thunder shakes the mountain tops
you will hear me ... the hatred must STOP
Across the world you are killing each other
and your greed is killing our Earth Mother
Embrace the Light, come out of the shadowy dark
let mercy and kindness fill your hearts ...
Learn from wolf the gift of love and loyalty
stop hate's treachery and let this message soar free
Hate has no wisdom, vision nor power
it comes from the fearful hearts of cowards
Thunder wolf's message is to bring
Poemempty and torn into two
not knowing exactly what to do
does life not really mean anything to me now
don't know exactly what happened; don't know how
I think the future is laughing at me
because it knows exactly the way it's going to be
can past mistakes make up for future glory
my life a long and distant story
how can one be good and bad at the same time
each moment a passing and endless rhyme
can be happy but never knew how
can my heart be happy; is it allowed?
why is it so easily restless
is it because it's so torn and has so much emptyness
searching for the next happiness
tearing me up and making my life an empty bliss
why does happiness keep being taken away
here one second as it slowly fades the next day
empty tears float in the sunset
knowing it was love the first time we meet
kissing and telling would be a sin
but the kisses you have seems to make my heart mend
so happy but sad all at the same moment
your heart that you bestowed and so kindly le
A Poem ;when U Thought I Wasnt Looking , Written By A Former Child >>.WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING
(Written by a former child)
A message every adult should read, because children
are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my
first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted
to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you feed a
stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind
to animals.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my
favorite cake for me and I learned that the little things can be
the special things in life.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I heard you say a
prayer, and I knew there is a God I could always
talk to and I learned to trust in God.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a
meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I
learned that we all have to help take care of each other.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of
your time and money to help people who had not
Poem: "shhh."Triple manic state of mind.
Schizophrenic dreams.
The morphine doesn't dull the pain...
Doesn't dull the screams.
Violated from within...
A fucked up form of perfection.
Scars to hide, time to die.
A violent form of rejection.
I'll take your sin...
And use it as my own.
But its the pain that I'll deal with,
Something that you have never known.
Fallen from grace...
You'll use me as yours.
Never wanted, always forgotten.
You'll use me like before.
This triple manic state of mind
Has become a permentant reality.
Just waiting for it to end...
To end with your fatality.
And I'll stand over your grave.
Headstone oh so faded.
You, the one I couldn't save.
Too completely jaded.
Couldn't save you from myself.
Even if I tried.
And even if I wanted to
You still would have died.
Poem Of ObsurityBeauty swept thine eyes,to the grassy knoll,upon cold hands did quiver,her perfume,my soul did shiver
Angelesque ,in the deep reaches of Midian,her cumber embrace hypnotize the fool of heart
Desire gave wait, to the heavens gate,with lust in her eyes and blood crying from fingertips,she gazes
The Witching Hour has come and thy will is done,as darkness has covered the walls and ghosts float down halls,be careful when closing your world
Who will wipe the tears that give me energy to Love with each tear spilled,you have been thrilled what has become of me, for nothing I have left to give but my loyalty to see another sunset
Leave room for the heart that beats your name with the tears of the lonely at heart,and for the memories of once had but never again
A bodiless face in the mirror of truth, Her thoughts gander with Rosemary kisses,They fall to their knees
A simple stare,a girl with Raven hair can make the hottest sun flare with envy
She drinks from the cup of life,Her struggle
PoemI stay up late at night
Staring up at the stars
I can see you in my mind
but I don't know where you are
I'm not sure what I'll do
from one day to the next
I keep thinking I'll see you
but that hasn't happened yet
But I'll never give up searching
for the one to call my own
Because I have to much love
for me to be alone
All my friends say I'm all right
and there's nothing wrong with me
But at night when I crawl into bed
I crawl in next to me.
PoemANYWAY by Mother Teresa
People are often unreasonable,
Illogical, and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind,
People may accuse you of selfish,
Ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful,
You will win some false friends
And some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank,
People may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building,
Someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness,
They may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today,
People will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have,
And it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis,
It is between you and God;
It never was between you and them anyway.
Poem By Emily DickinsonWe grow accustomed to the Dark –
When Light is put away –
As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp
To witness her Goodbye –
A Moment – We uncertain step
For newness of the night –
Then – fit our Vision to the Dark –
And meet the Road – erect –
And so of larger – Darknesses –
Those Evening of the Brain –
When not a Moon disclose a sign –
Or Star – come out – within –
The Bravest – grope a little –
And sometimes hit a Tree
Directly in the Forehead –
But as they learn to see –
Either the Darkness alters –
Or something in the sight
Adjusts itself to Midnight –
And Life steps almost straight.
--Emily Dickinson
PoemIm Not Alone
Never thought that I would wind up single again
You got all of me
Even my heart
But somehow now I am lost and alone
Everyday I wish I could go back home
All of the visions I see
They're different from
What I had imagined they would be
This world so different
That is what brings me to my knees
Its real emotion
Coming on so fast
I cann't control it
I don't know why I am so far away
From everything I ever knew in my soul
In my heart I hear a voice say
That I am not alone
Never thought to look back
When I'm already here
I have all I need
I'm on my own now
If something strange happens without warning
I know I will
Have to defend me
How will I know?
Where will I go?
When someone points me the way
I know I'll have to
Believe it what I feel
Its real emotion
Coming on so fast
I'll be here forever
To protect you
And I will know
Which way to go even if you lie to me
That voice is back in my heart
Saying you'll never be alone
Its rea
A Poem For My UncleOne day early in October
A new day dawns over & over
This new day does not end
It just begins all over again
The Journey is not that far
On the road to be a star
This is the time to shine
No need to feel left behind
He will always be in sight
Just look up every night
Just know he is fine
His new place is truly devine
He is all dressed up in his attire
Now he has his own choir
He is busy writing words
While the angels learn his chords!
May he pick that fiddle
To no end or middle
Just a new beginning
With him still singing
Let the music play loud
Entertain your crowd
Play the encore
You have waited for
We'll Remember who you are
The man who played the guitar
To the man who sang his song
We'll meet again before long
Until then
Enjoy center stage my friend
Play like it will never end
Sing,Sing,Sing away
It's all one continuos day
Poem*~*One and Only*~*
Ever since the day we met,
you knew you had my heart,
I will always love you,
even when we're miles apart.
Love is an emotion,
that distance cannot take,
I promise I'll always love you,
that promise i will not break.
We'll always have the memories,
my love will never end,
I'll wonder through my lonely world,
until we meet again.
If someday I wake up,
and the pain is to much,
I'll only have to think of you,
your soft and gentle touch.
Everytime I close my eyes,
your face is all I see,
I know now without a doubt,
we're really meant to be.
I hope you'll be happy,
my angel from above,
I just hope I don't lose you,
my one and only love...
A Poem Written 10-8 "my Everything"" Looking For My Everything"
Looking for my everything is he out there
ive searched far and ive searched near
Broke some hearts and mine has been broke
some men just think love is a joke
When i give my heart i give it all
trust him totally to catch me when i fall
Want that man who will make me feel whole
want a man to love me mind,body and soul
Want that man to make me his everything
the one who can make my heart sing
When he looks at me does he have that sparkle in his eyes
when we touch his heart beats and he get butterflies
Want to find that one who always has me on his mind
that true love that i have longed to find
The one who picks a flower just because
the one who over looks my flaws
The one who loves me just for me
in my arms he longs to be
To feel his gentle touch against my skin
to feel the love we have for one another within
To feel his kiss upon my lips
to have his arms around my hips
To feel our hearts beat as one
kissing
Poem: So Often Things Go By.When I lay myself down to sleep.
I think of all of those whom I'd like to re-encounter or meet.
I close my eyes & try to get to sleep.
Restless thoughts take over me.
I often wonder what if & why.
Wonder what if. Had I tried?
Often thought,... it was easier to just say good bye.
Restless thought wont allow me to shut my eyes.
Im not sad, or discontented.
But have restless nights due to thoughts of what if &.
So often things go by.
The things that cross my mind.
So much become truth before its a lie.
Im often astonished by the things that cross my eyes.
The nerve of the delusional, the vampires & manipulators.
Not to mention those with lack of morals let alone humanity or character.
So often I wonder just what there is that could be done.
Even if its just to teach or save just one.
When I lay myself down to sleep.
I think of all of those whom I'd like to re-encounter or meet.
My mind races, often making me rise to my feet, run to thi
A PoemWhy is my life so fucked up?and blue?..I know why..Because of you..someone I befriended and trusted, thought was true,Turned out to be a fake,like everyone ive ever knew.
Poem By Diana ; In My RoomIm in my room thinking , i sift thru thoughts of you . Upon a glimps.. I see what I want to see. Hear what I want to hear..Yet there is no reply .. No voice from you there..I cant drift off to sleep thought I want to ..You see I think of you and my thoughts aren't clear..Because you say something ( yet you wander every where)..You know not what you want so, Im confused..Do I dare to ask you for , I fear you'll turn away and --leave me (where)?Im uncertain and unsure of all you,ve said ,though I belived it to be true , I feel like im gona get hurt and be blue ..I guess I let myself fall for you to soon..Im just in one sorry mood... Love isn,t easy for me to feel yet I want it to be real.. cant seem to end this poem right so to you all I say is good night.. love Diana
PoemI am here
And you are there
Our thoughts about each other
Float through the air
I think about you
You think about me
I think you are awesome
I wonder what you think of me
We are so far apart
Yet we talk
And we joke around
We have each other in our heart
In our minds
We already know each other
Its like we are just minutes apart
We already know what is in each other’s heart
We may flirt
We may tease
If we got together
We might get on our knees
It would be lots and lots of fun
I promise you would enjoy
As we would have our way
I know I would never forget that day
Kimberly
Poem "my Beloved"My Beloved Oh how I miss you my beloved, yet I am not alone. Mere distance cannot seperate us; we are as one I close my eyes, you are here. I feel your touch, your lips against my throat. It is not enough my beloved. I need to touch you, to feel your strength, your hardness inside me. I sleep; we meet in dreams. Together we walk on distant shores, Watching the sunsets of another time. Sharing a love that has always been. I awaken; I am alone, Wishing you were here beside me. I am weak my beloved. I crave... I need... I want you. I close my eyes; you are here I feel your touch, your lips against my throat It is not enough my beloved. I need to touch you, to feel your strength, your hardness inside me. by Babs Dahlink
Poem "lovers Sigh"Lover's Sigh
I raise my hand to stroke your face,
You kiss me deep; a fierce embrace!
I kiss your lips, your cheeks, your eyes,
I feel your touch between my thighs...
Your moist tongue probes that private place.
Empassioned probing sets the pace,
Pounding thrusts; a rising tide...
I feel your gush as you feel mine!
You hold me close and kiss my face,
Entwined, we sleep in warm embrace.
And as we sleep, a lover's sigh,
Escapes my lips unto the sky.
by Babs Dahlink
Poem That Describes MeI'm the GUY who will hold you when you're crying and wipe away your tears. ..
I'm the GUY who still thinks you're sexy COVERED IN DIRT wearing your work clothes and boots.
I'm the GUY who WONT pressure you to do things you DONT want to.
I'm the GUY who kisses you on the forehead. I'm the GUY who doesn't kiss and tell.
I'm the GUY who actually listens to you when you talk.
I'm the GUY who's excited ALL day because I'm looking forward to our date that night.
I'm the GUY who is content to just be able to hold you and wants nothing more.
I'm the GUY who can't help but smile when you walk into the room.
I'm the GUY who melts every time you stare at him beneath loose strands of hair.
I'm the GUY who's perfectly content with staying in and watching movies and cuddling.
I'm the GUY who won't lie to you (ever, about anything)--including where I'm going or where I've been or who I've been with.
I'm the GUY who gets butterflies when I hear your name.
I'm the GU
Poem From A Dear FriendI feel myself in this anger.....my eyes are black and cold........my tongue is a fire a flame of deadly poison, they wound me and hurt me........i jump back i crouch low to the ground like a lion ready to attack its pray....my hands are ready to tear into there flesh like a tiger.....this fury in raped around my soul like a deadly snake ready to strike i close my eyes in the dark blackness of a cold night. And see the truth of the matter that i was indeed right about her treachery....i am armed and ready i sharpen my blades with this pain in my chest they are sharp as razors and ready to cut there lying tongues form there mouths. I site here in the silence of this sorrow and hear the words of his threats still ringing in my ears.
He said i didn't know who i was dealing with, but he made the mistake of thinking i cared........i gave her my love truly and honestly my heart never skipped a beat for her....some people say they have been in so many relationship and true love doesn't exis
A Poem I Wrote For SomeoneHis dark mane shinning in the light
He is the one that had to fight
to be free
of the demons only he can see
a soul with a tale
once told it will sail
over oceans, lands, and seas
all it wants is to be free
a good ear
will make it not fear
his dark eyes are lighter
to show that he is a fighter
for his heart and soul
he doesnt hide in his hole
a gentle man
on a hurtful land
he feels the pain'is called insane
he is now filled with hope
she will hope him cope
he doesnt fight
for her love might
set him free
for the harmful land to ssee
The freedom he fought for
hit him to the core
His heart is tame
for he now has a name
for the wouds will heal
only scars left to deal
for the mustan shows
his fear lows
Rage in a shinning blade
for it soon will fade
she knew him on the outside
and wished he wouldnt hide
He opened up her too see
what kind of man he can be!
PoemThe day has passed beyond our power.
The petals close upon the flower.
The light is failing in this hour.
Of day's last waning breath.
The blackness of the night surrounds
The distant souls of stars now found,
Far from thsi world to which were bound,
Of sorrow, fear and death.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
Your soul the night will keep.
Embrace the darkness deep.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
The gathering darkness takes our souls,
Embracing us in chilling folds,
Deep in am mistres' void that holds
Our fate within her hands.
Dream, warriors of the dark above
And feel the sweet redemption of
The night's Consort, and of her love
For those within her hands.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
Your soul the night will keep.
Embrace the darkness deep.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
We close our eyes, our mindsa t rest,
Submit our wills to her behest,
Our weakness to her confessed,
And to her will, we bend
The strength of silence fils the sky,
its dep
Poem By SodomschildThis poem was written by a friend from another forum. all his work is nsfw mainly for violence and sexual content. i love his twisted side!
In my shadow now......
The sun rose like tumor in malignant skies.
Drowning a sick and dying world in piss yellow,
Carcinogenic light.
I'd sell my soul for something to believe in.
If I had a soul to sell.
I'd be anyfuckingthing you want me to be,
If you could save me from myself.
But you treat me like a NIGGER.
You fuck me like a WHORE.
Beat me like the VICTIM.
Pick at me like a SORE.
You stick your finger in my wounds just like a dick ten miles long.
I can't be your victim any more.You've made me too damn strong.
Hard and long
I've grown so strong
Gonna put you where you belong
Crawling on the floor
My broken doll,my whore
Fed back all you've given and a little more.
You're in my shadow now......
-by Sodomschild
9/28/2007
Poemsanity is a rare thing
it is found only in those
who believe it exists.
the poor man on the street
will nothing on his back or his feet
will mumble simply the truth of life
and will still be titled 'insane".
the white collar business man
with two point five kids
will work himself to the death
and be called "sane".
where do we draw the line?
when all is said and done
which side of the line will you be on?
Poem"youre crazy," they said,
"the stars are much too high"
"youre only human," they replied,
"you cant fly."
but as i reached,
i soon found,
at least my feet,
had left the ground.
Poemi am scarred by life,
caged by society,
leashed by morality,
held my love,
and smothered my commitment.
a rushing of wind,
eternal in it's simplicity-
a scream of unimaginable entrapment;
tears of claustrophobia.
A Poem I WroteEverything is going to be alright
Soon you'll see
I will live to see tomorrow and the next day, and everyday after
You can't get rid of me that easy
Death is but a door, Time is but a window
I will not leave you and you must have faith in me
If I don't have your faith than I have nothing
But I will over come any accusations or any assumptions
I will prove you all wrong
Someway........somehow
You can not terminate me
I always will come out on top
You will love me even if you know not to
Seduction is but a talent
You cannot say no
I will engulf you within me and just leave enough room to breath
You will soon enjoy to be there
If I leave you behind, you will never forget
You will wilt away without me
Love me, need me, destroy me, kill me, then
die with me
Poem For MeTO HOLD UR HAND AND TOUCH YOUR FACE...IS A FEELING THAT CAN NEVER BE REPLACED...TO WALK WITH YOU HAND IN HAND...KNOWING FOREVER THAT I AM YOUR BIGGEST FAN.....................SCOTT SCHULTZ
Poem: As I Sit Here In Waiting....In intense pain.
I wait for an ex to show his face again.
Not due to repair or need of the past relations.
See, he is the one that knows how intense my pain is.
He knows just how to touch me, & sooth my pain.
He knows just how to make me relax & smile again.
Though there is no interest of repair of our relations.
He says I am what keeps him human.
My will & strength is what makes him available at will call for me.
He is amazed of just how I maintain things.
I call on few, & ask for nothing.
I wont subject my needs to be used as a tool or for anyone thinking that I owe anything.
I continue to write, paint & do my photography.
I do these things, as its all I seek for a legacy.
My views, my words, my hopes & desire's.
I wish them to be left as nothing less then inspirations & kindlings or fuel in any lifes matters,... matter's that might transpire.
As I sit here waiting in intense pain.
I wait for an ex to show his face again.
Not due to
A Poem About The DragonA Poem about the Dragon
I am an unquenchable fire,
The center of all energy,
The stout heroic heart.
I am truth and light,
I hold power and glory in my sway.
My presence
Disperses dark clouds.
I have been chosen
To tame the Fates.
I AM THE DRAGON
Poem I Like Very MuchBlue Without You...
My red heart is blue,
because I'm missing you.
Every day, I think about you,
and I imagine how great
every hour,
every minute,
and every second would be
if you were here with me.
Every night, when I lie in bed,
I dream that you're beside me,
holding me close to you.
If you were, I'd whisper in your ear,
how much I love you.
Since you came into my life
nothing has been the same.
I've experienced love to its fullest,
and I've tasted a beauty that never ends,
because you're where my happiness begins.
I'm incomplete without you, and
I'll never stop loving you.
You're the world to me,
in brilliant colors.
You're my best friend,
a favorite song that will never end.
And together is where we should be.
Someday soon, I pray,
that you'll walk through the door
and take this heartache away.
Poem: What My Husband Will Get From MeThough I have always said, I dont need a third to know how stupid the first two were for me.
But if all is how Im about to describe.
I think if marriage becomes an option for me.
Here is what would happen if you/we were married.
Each morning bonner wouldnt be just cause you need to pee.
If your good to me, each morning youd wake up with breakfast & coffee.
& Even make time for a quickie.
At lunch you'd find notes that would only leave you lusting for me.
You'd come home to fresh home made cooking.
If you come home dirty.
I'll strip you down while we are knecking.
Id join you in the shower scrub you up then either bend over with one legg up.
Or
Just do those things to you, those things that pleases you.
Those things that make you tremble in the knees, cause you.
Let me do as I please to you.
You eventually take time to wine & dine me.
We see a movie, then off to some chinese.
We get a booth. Im in a skirt. Your in a suit.
We're looking/lu
Poem: I Give You My Heart 1I give you my heart
Even though were miles apart
Now it is yours to do what you want
But, please do not taunt
I am jumping a giant leap
With feelings growing deep
Though we have not met
In my thoughts you will set
I don’t really know what to do
Because now my mind is always on you
I think of you day and night
Hoping, you are the guy that is right
For my feelings are growing for you
All of this is really new
On the day we will meet
My heart will skip a beat
The conversation will begin to flow
And then feelings will begin to grow
I am serious and hope you are too
Because I am spilling my true feelings for you
I keep asking myself, “Am I crazy?”
And my answer keeps coming back, “Maybe!”
Because, I am CRAZY for you!
Without talking to you, I feel blue
I just hope that I do mean that much to you
And one day we will be stuck together like glue
If you feel the same, please let me know
If not, I will pick up my heart and just go
Kim
Poem To Me From My DaughterPlease, Dad
As winds sweep away the days,
I look back on life through a haze.
Remember playgrounds, parks and friends,
In childlike gaze that never ends.
The laughter in a game of catch,
Shall memory ever attach….
To innocence in youthful eyes,
Catching the ball to dad’s surprise.
I recall my first bike and the first wreck,
Who picked me up and said “what the heck?”
Convinced me to give it one more try,
While knees skinned, I forgot to cry.
Just the joy knowing he was there,
Make him proud my only care.
There was nothing I couldn’t do,
My heart held fast that to be true.
Though teenage years were kind of rough,
I sure wasn’t too big or tough.
You taught me to defend what’s right,
And never back down from a fight.
So I learned the hard way to stand,
Still with each lump, I found your hand.
Drawing from you an inner strength,
And stubborn pride of equal length.
But there the line of fate was drawn,
As though I blinked and you were gone.
I found myself fac
Poem Written For Me By ForsakenJust another stranger behind a mask, only words to your eyes from the past.
Eminent hearts whispering from a distance, only adding pain to the resistance.
Such as these hearts separated by more than time, can only find each other in this rhyme...
Seek no further for what you’ve your lost, taking hold of this sacred has its cost.
Imagine now what future times have to come, foundations built must come undone.
Can you feel the grace upon your flesh, only a desire leaving you without rest
Accept no one love greater than yours or mine, look to the heavens now is your time…
Thank u so much...It's beautiful!!!
A Poem I Wrote.i hope this is another dream. im at home in my bed head on the pillow. y do these thoughts,visions haunt me. why me? i just want to be normal, a regular kid. although, i will never be normal, the voices will always intereign. it wasnt intentional to turn out this way, i got lost tryin to find who i really am. before i knew it the voices took over.
"ur worthless,nothing it wont matter, no one will even care, just do it. kill."
what do i do when the voices return, they will continually chant until i disappear. each cut makes the whispers softer, no one understands, i cry or help but no one can hear... i cant blame them , how are they supposed to help when i cant even help myself? the guns in my hand, the voices again...
"trash, whore, wat are u waiting for? ur nothing, whos stopping you?"
no.
"liar, slut!"
no.
"pull the trigger!"
no, stop please!!
"pull it!"
No, please!
"NOW..."
everything stops...silence, seeing myself from above pressed hard, gliddin
Poem2 I Wrote.roaming these overcrowded streets i never felt so alone. bobbing my head to the steady beat of my heart to remember im still alive. how could the world i created for myself be so cold and cruel? somehow i slowly become one of the few thats slipping through the cracks. i keep asking myself y, but maybe im not askin the right question. i always find myself running, but the thing is wat am i running from? am i running from myself? suffocating, watching my life pass me by like in the movies. dying isnt so bad, i guess; but its kind of lonely. my mind never stays put it just drifts from one disappointment to the others continually, roatating, driving me insane. just one hit and ill be fine, 20 bucks bitch cash, but too many narks hard to find sum1 to trust in this hell hole. the feeling i miss being so high im flying. but just how much am i willing to lose before it pushes me over the edge? am i going to have to die first. or am i already dead? i feel so lost. where do i belong if i feel i
Poem3 I Wrote.cutting and scratching at my skin crying to please let me in so i can bleed and watch the pain flow away. im searching or answers but the answers i find chase me farther away. im scared and running; i want to disappear because i dont deserve to be here any more.
Poem4 I Wrote.you take away the pain of being alone, you make me feel like im not in this world on my own. everytime you look at me my heart skips a beat making it go slower and faster on a repeat. i love how you hold me in the night and love how ou wipe away the tears when i cry. when im with you everything becomes alright. when you kiss me i wonder y...before i met you i wanted to die; now its only when im not with you that i lie. lie to myself and to the world a fake smile parades the streets and greets the faces. i keep getting lost in all the mazes. my mind wont let me stop thinking of you , and i hope whereever you are youre thinking of me too because for me theres only you.
Poem5 I Wrote.breathing his air through my lungs, contemplating whether to let me live as each moment passes. time slows, i sit and watch my life waste away with nothing to do but accept the fate i chose. everyone around laughing talking looking not at me but through me. im invisible. is this wat it would be like fi fate decided to tak eme? no oen to see; no one to miss me? all the years of trying to be something a waste, thrown into dreams for others to catch and accomplish. i try to blend intot the crowd like i belong as association makes me fake just like them. i have forgotten where i came form. could it be possible its too late to look back..
Poem6 I Wrote.it creeps from behind like a hurricane in a light spring drizzle. the fear of fading out of the light. its the monster under ever childs bed and all the nightmares that fill our heads. a theif in the night taking what is mine. if it gets too close your life it will ignite. taking everything you hold so close and still consider it a friend. betrayal and lies are all youll become. all you do it will control. the love and need will overwhelm you. just to feel the rush again. everyday theres sum1 that feels this way. bud do you? and if so is it too late for you to escape?
Poem7 I Wrote.original version..
Lounging in the darkness, he is awaiting the perfect moment to spark, a fight; a tragedy.
His whispering laughter engraved in my ear as he breathes his poison through my veins.
Deeper and deeper he drags, suffocates me in his overwhelming flood of passion and embrace I longed for.
The desire to be held in arms so tight but the arms I have found will kill me in the night.
When I close my eyes blood red will stream down my face; then, life becomes only a race that I have already run.
In the end it becomes clear fighting the urge to emerge from my insanity from the darkness that overcrowds my body.
I want to fight and push him away but he loves me that’s what he always chuckles to say.
Everyone know I'm drowning without hope into the lake of fire, but waking up in my dreams so cold, scratching at my skin to let the pain within flow from my body for what I dream is not what I see it is a mere memory of me.
revised version.
Lounging in the darkness,
A Poem I Wrote When I Got DivorcedThis time it hit,like a fucking hurricane,you tore apart my heart,then u ripped apart my brain.
I told you from the start,to becareful with my heart.
You never even heard me,then you tore it all apart.
Poem10not
feeling, trapped
in a void of no
emotion only
blackness
when i wake
each day.
dreading waking
knowing that
i can't feel
what others
feel, knowing
i'm not like
them, always
in a dark place
with no way
to escape it,
no way to make
it fade. never
knowing what's
going to happen
or what already
has happened.
nothing is ever
the same when
i wake except
the blackness
filling my head.
Poem11always
walking with no
direction to go,
noone to go to.
always empty,
a void, a hole,
in my mind
driving me
to think i've
lost myself,
lost what makes
me who i am.
Poem12want
to help myself,
to get back to
what it used to
be, to what is
NORMAL, knowing
i can't because
i'm not the same,
cant ever be the
same as everyone
else, can't meet
everyones expectations
can't even meet
my own
expectations.
Poem13pleasure
is being kissed
not mauled by
a baboon who
doesn't know
what to do.
pleasure
is someone
taking time to
explore you
and what you
like to have done.
pleasure
is equally traded,
never one sided,
can't recive
and not give
to the other.
pleasure
is to be shared
with someone
out of love
not lust for
the body.
Poem...This poem was wrote Wednesday night, while a storm passed through town.
Twas the rain that lured me sleep,
twas the rain that helped me slumber do deeply.
The tiny patterings on my window,
molded my dream into a great fantasy.
A fantasy that could never be told described,
but yet will always entertain the eyes.
A fantasy of a dashing prince,
and a wicked witch casting her evil spells.
How does this fantasy end,
for I do now know.
Before the prince's final strike,
I wake to lightning strike.
I wake to find everyone okay,
still tucked in their beds with their dreams.
I go to the window,
lightning dances across the sky.
Who was the prince in my dream,
will I ever know if he save the fair maden?
I look out the window once more,
for a second I though I saw the prince at my door.
Poem >>unnamed For Now>.god And Mother Nature...Fall aproaches and coolness arrives , rain drops a falling and some teary eyes.
Allergies and such ,
but oh what a day , God has given to see the way to so much.
Blue birds arrive in the season
and red birds too,
what a feeling;
the air crisp and clean , and what beatiful memeories we can make ..
Picnic lunches in the park ,
getting home after dark
skies of blue and grey,
Wow!! What wonderful days .
We see the night fall or the sun rise,
in the skies .
And pray to God for all our lives ,
That we can be in tune with nature ,
to smell and feel,
all that he sends here .
Fall or spring , or winter or summer ,
mother nature has all to offer .
God gave mother nature beauty thru and thru ,
And we as people need to remember too...
To help her out so she wont be blue .
We need to keep all clean and new within our grasp,
As she wants us to do ,
not destroy but build and grow.
She cries for beauty to be here always,
so ,
We must see to it that
A Poem For YouThrough the pain, through the sorrow,
Know i'll still be here come tomorrow....
Anger, hate, disgust and shame,
Those are trivial all the same.....
He brought me to you, that God we love,
Handed to you, this delicate dove.....
He says to you, "Handle with care,
This is the life you are meant to share......
Hold my hand, don't break my heart,
If you do, death will surely start......
A bleeding heart could never heal,
For that you'll always know how I feel.....
Make my love your sanctity,
My love is definite, lasting an eternity.....
The deeper the love, the more we'll fear,
Don't run away, my eyes will tear.....
My one true love, that's who you are,
Don't make me love you from afar.....
PoemWhile you where here with me my love for you did stay, even since you have gone away I still love you just the same. My feelings for you jsut wont die, I wish I was yours and you where still mine. Oh don't you worry dear, I wont be left behind, I will haunt your heart and wipe your tears each and every time you cry.
PoemSeek Not My Heart
by Kit McCallum
Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies,
Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?
Below the branches, here about,
Do not you sense my fear and doubt?
Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,
Do not you hear my woeful screams?
Upon the meadows, touched with dew,
Do not you see my hearts a'skew?
Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,
Do not you feel my jagged scars?
Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,
For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees.
It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,
Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.
It's drifting o're the gentle rain,
A symbol of my silent pain.
It's buried 'neath the meadow fair,
Conjoined with all the sorrow there.
It's lost among the stars this night,
Too far to ease my quiet fright.
No gentle winds, seek not my heart,
For simply ... it has torn apart.
PoemThe Lonely Loner
Chased from the world I once shared with man
Now I must seek asylum wherever I can
Blamed for so many things I've never done
They point and say "there, he's the one".
Once like the buffalo my numbers were great
But now for some company I constantly wait
My sleep is filled with dreams of days gone by
and each morning I awake with a tear in my eye.
They call me a predator, they don't understand
I'm simply a hunter with no gun in hand
I desire no trophy to hang on my wall
But just a full belly when night starts to fall.
Envious of my dog cousins and his master's love
And howling with loneliness to the Heaven's above
Though I long for a touch or a pat on the head
By nature's decision I'll have freedom instead.
Married for life to such a beautiful mate
Until last winter when a bullet decided her fate
The pups are all grown and gone from the den
And I'm too old and stubborn to start over again.
Now I'm truly a loner the legend is tru
A Poem For My Kids..."My Love....My Life"(my boyz)
They r my love,They r my life.
They keep me going day and night
So many times i've tried to end the light,
but I think about all the pricous things I have in life.
Where would they go,
If i left them with no one to look up to...
Who would they be if they did't have a mother as
loving as me.
So in the end...
To all the mothers out there
Who think they can't take life anymore..
Please remember those precious children we so adore..
love them with all your might
'Cause they could be gone by tomorrow night.
THIS IS DEDICATED TO
MY 5 BOYZ:
JOSHUA THOMAS KNOX
SKYLER WAYNE JACKSON
DaSHAWN BRUCE KNOX
ISIAH EXAVIER CLYDE KNOX
BRANDON LEE WISDOM (JR)
Poem Ravens DreamRavens Dream
In darkness I feel a pull, a kinship, a longing to be whole.
I feel detached from the present, the world, the now
My time is passed, yet I dwell in this bee’s nest, this world.
Why am I here? what purpose unknown? out of context lost in the maelstrom?
6 billion minds fill my head a cacophony of the mundane the bizarre.
Where is tranquillity, where is purity of thought, the simple?
The beauty of life tainted with selfishness and greed.
It saddens my heart, threatens to overwhelm and corrupt my spirit
With dark sticky fingers false promises to beguile and dazzle.
A candy apple with inner gift gnawing unseen within
yet, there may lie the reason for detachment… my defence,
a mechanism against the ugly the unclean the unsaid.
I look on, insulated from the pain, distant, safe, yet,
there is no pleasure in detachment and watching.
Judgments sword easy for those who watch, but are detached.
I stare into the abyss, confront my soul strive for comprehension
Poem, Prayers & Promises“I’ve been lately thinking about my lifetime. All the things I’ve done and how it’s been. And I can’t help believing in my own mind, I know I’m gonna hate to see it end.”
Many of you may recognize these words as lyrics from the song “Poems, Prayers and Promises” written by John Denver many years ago. I’ve sung that song many times but recently the words have begun to sink in. I’m at an incredible stage in my life right now. I have two great sons who have grown to be respectable, contributing members of their communities. Sure they fought while growing up but they are very good friends now. They were each other’s best man and now their kids are fast friends. Oh yeah I have 4 grandchildren – 1 grandson and 3 granddaughters and I love them all to death. I thought the sweetest word I had ever heard was “Dad”, but I have to tell you hearing “Pop Pop” makes my heart dance. And I treasure every little hug.
This year, thanks to my company having an early retirement clause, I wi
Poem14open
for the world to
see just how
fucked up
my head can be.
open
like a bag
of chips
set out to
go stale in a day.
open
like a book
to read, so
facinating its
gone in a day.
open
like a flower
in the moonlight
that shines as
bright as a star.
open
to you but
closed off
in so many
ways.
Poem15my life
an open book
to those that
wish to read
a tale of hell.
my life
for the molding
of someone,
anyones
hands.
my life
confusing
to those
that have no
horror in thier past.
mylife
is mine
and i make
the best of
it and whats around me.
Poem16myth
in my head
that is what
you are, something
that never was
and never will
be real.
a dream of
what i want
someone to
be like with
me and no one
else, ever.
thats why your
still the only
one who can
make me
tremble at
the sight of you.
all the others
were just
a passing thing
never something
permanent for
me to hold onto.
Poem17i see
eyes that once
shone brightly
with each new
passing day
but
now they
only shine
half as
bright
because
thier being
forced down
with words
and looks
by
someone who
could never
see the brightness
to begin with
and
never will
see it if
they keep
putting her down.
Poem18the world
around me
is so much
better than
the one i live
in. i see people
in love, in lust,
enjoying them-
selves with
family and
friends.
no one seems
to notice the
girl watching
them, wishing
to be them,
to be apart
of so much
joy and
happiness.
no one notices
the girl with
scars on her
arms running
every which
way possible.
Poem19lonely and
desolate no place to turn to
no one to turn to when
in in pain and
need a shoulder
to cry
on.
hurtful and
painful with no outlet to
turn to besides a
blade that
stings
when drawn
across my skin.
disgusting and
horrifiying with nothing to
quell a desire that
is ebbed into
my head,
my heart,
my soul.
Poem20everything
seems like a blur
that doesn't pass by
fast enough
to be
forgotten
everything
seems to tumble
together with no
recollection
of the
day
before.
everything
is falling out of
place with now way
to fix whats
gone
wrong
with the world.
everything
is cascading with now
place to fall and
be safe from
the things
that
haunt the darkness
of nightmares
Poem21new
things
happen
old
things
forgotten
new
hopes
form
old
hopes
fade
new
experiences
and expectations
old
experiences
teach lessons
new
memories to
be made
old
memories to
fade
Poem22nothing
can make me forget
what i thought
we had
together
everything
remindes me of what
happened them
but
cant happen
again
i tell myself
not to make the
same mistake
again and
tell
you what i feel
i just have
to let it happen
on its own,
in time
it
eventually will.
Poem23i hope
to become
what everyone
expects.
i hope
that my
dreams come
true.
i hope
to be
all that
i can be.
i hope
that people
some day
learn to
respect
others no
matter what
color skin
they have.
i hope
that people
wil accept
what is
diffrent
from them.
i hope
that all
will be
right in
the world
one day.
i hope
that there
will be
no killing,
jealousy,
or envy
in the future.
but i
know
these are
only hope.
A Poem About Our GirlfriendsA POEM ABOUT OUR GIRLFRIENDS
Someone will always be prettier.
Some will always be smarter.
Some of their houses will be bigger.
Some will drive a better car.
Their children will do better in school.
And their husband will fix more things around the house.
So let it go,
and love you and your circumstances.
Think about it!
The prettiest woman in the world can have hell in her heart.
And the most highly favored
woman on your job may be unable to have children.
And the richest woman you know,
she's got the car, the house, the clothes~~~~
might be lonely.
And the word says, "If I have not Love, I am nothing."
So, again, love you.
Love who you are.
Look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say,
"I am too blessed to be stressed and too anointed, to be disappointed!"
"Winners make things happen~~
Losers let things happen."
Be "blessed" ladies~~~~~
and pass this on to encourage another woman.
"To the world you might be one person,
but to the one person you just s
Poem: Extreme Home (re)makeoversPicture: reds, yellows, greens
on the radar screen. Might
be pretty, but tell that
to those living under
the swirling color, black:
the storm does not give a
damn about color schemes
as it rearranges
lives and buildings to its
satisfaction, despite
what the weatherman says.
All it has on its mind
is creating chaos,
getting out before it
is caught on video:
wasn't quite quick enough.
(c) 2007, *StormSpinner*
Poem24giving in
is never
something
i wanted
to do
but i
did and
now i
live
with the
consequences.
you stole
my heart
and kept
it whole
for so
long
i
thought
you
would
never
break it.
but you
did and
now i
know
that your
not the
person
you
pretended
to be.
i know
your
just as
manipulating
as the rest
so there's
not really
anything
left that
resembles love.
only that which
resembles hate
and loss.
Poem29can
i ever
find the
love that
i am so
deserving
of?
can
there ever
be anything
but the
darkness
likgering
just below
the surface?
can
we become
that
fairytale
love that
all young
girls hope
for?
A Poem I Wrote.....What you think of me.....
What you call a friend is a potential enemy to me...Is that air your breathing...well it's offensive to me..what makes you cry is humourous to me.... What you think of me---Let just say we think differently...
Living the way you do is primitive to me...what you consider dangerous seems fun to me...you hide your true feelings and that's fake to me...you can't speak freely....sparing the feelings of others constantly...I'm the truth and share light truthfully....What you think of me---Let's just say we think differently...
Poems Of LoveWOMAN'S LOVE POEM
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.
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MAN'S LOVE POEM
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with
huge boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,
and loves to send me fishing and hunting. This
doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.
PoemElements
By Marilyn Robinson © 7-16-03
To take from the Earth..
is to nourish thy self and others.
To feel the Wind..
is to be free and enjoy all life.
To light a Flame..
is to find your way in the dark.
To dance in the Rain..
is to bathe in the tears she can no longer hold back.
To know the Spirit..
is to take in all Elements and live life in harmony.
Do you know the Spirit?
PoemSomewhere in the night a child cries,
A woman weeps and someone dies.
Somewhere in the night, humanity hides.
Somewhere in the night , a soul screams,
As people fade and die, lost in dreams.
Somewhere in the night, reality lives.
Somewhere in the night loneliness dwells,
As people die, no sounding bells.
Somewhere in the night, she dies alone.
Somewhere in the night ...
Where is the light?
A Poem Wrote For Me By A Very Special Friend Of MineThis poem was wrote for me by a very special friend of mine named Kat aka Tattooed Beauty she has been the bestest person/friend on here I was brought to tears after reading this she wrote this after my dad passed away. Her and her friend Starr put it on a beautiful background but you couldn't read all the words very well and I wanted everyone to read and feel the love and heartfelt meaning as I did so here it is ...........It's Pretty long but absoulty beautiful
My Dearest Family
Some things I'd like to say
but first of all to let you know
that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from Heaven
where I dwell with God above
where there's no more tears or sadness
there is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight
remember that I'm with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on Earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again,
you were misse
PoemA lost cause that never finds
Troubled dreams and faded lines
Forever drowning and cursed to be
Losing touch and touch to see
Tortured mind and hungered soul Loss of love; burnt out coal
Tears of acid running dry
Reality fading as I cry
Hollow screams echo here
Smell of twisted dying fear
Smile of chaos; burning blood Lies of misery; sound of mud
False hope and blinding pain Courage hiding and bleeding rain
Sighs of passion and thirst of life
Blurry visions an angry knife
Imprisoned happiness locked up tight
Lost the key end of sight
Whispering voices; a trembling sound
Fading faces that cannot be found
Deceiving friends; Family of solitude
Creating a world of low altitude
Lingering worry and Deafening silence
Bounded hurt; Scars of violence
Brain of madness; feelings of war
Captured imagination becoming soar
Moving images captivating danger
Alluring time; reflecting a stranger
Cruel sincerity a broken sign
Fantasy legend; wisdom of mine
Pai
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PoemSometimes in life you are completely happy,
Then there are othemes were you just
want to die and give up on everything and
on everyone for that matter
There are things you want to share
but you just don't know how
or the right things to say and
if you say the wrong thing then you piss
off the people you care about the most
Then you push them farther away
when really all you want to do
is bring them closer to you
so you can see them smile
to have to hold close to you
There are so many things you
want to do
want to say
to show them how you really feel
but the worst thing is when you can't
The reason you can't
is because they don't
seem to care how you feel
or they just don't want to know
What hurts the most
is to love someone so
completley and you can't
do anything but wait
and know what they do in the meantime
But then again
all you want to see
is them happy
to see them smile
and to hear them laugh
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A Poem*~J~* is her name,she likes to mumm.Its all just a game,till i beat her ass like a drum!Some say she's pretty,some say she is fine.The only way i will bang her,is after a case of wine!You know that its true,dont say that its not.If you dont use your vagina,it will begin to rot!Do what you want,it wont bother me one bit.I am one of the very few,thats seen half your tit!I like when you smile,its better when you laugh.Sometimes it makes my penis,look like a giraffe?
Poem For MeTantalizing words flow onto
the page, provoking reactions
inside me today. Making me
wanton. Driving me wild.
I am becoming one with the
page, wanting to feel close
to each stroke of my pen as
pleasure mounts.
Merging with words, my
emotions start to whimper
as my senses react to their
heated embrace causing my
breathing to accelerate.
Visions of kisses, tongues,
hands find their way into my
mind as sweet rapture spreads
delicious heat to every needy place.
I come apart as I dot each "I"
and cross every "t." Stroking
intimate places with intense
manipulation wanting to prolong
the immense pleasure as I love
you with words.
Taking your hand
Fingers to my lips
I want to love every inch of you
Taste every part of your body
As if I can drink your love's blood
Through your very pores
I want to get lost in your eyes
Consumed by your kiss
Set my body on fire
Quench the fire in my blood
With sweet caresses
Touch my soul with your passion
Lay dow
Poem I Long To DanceI Long to Dance
I long to dance on a moonlit night
with an Angel fair with a step so light
to hold her close in my warm embrace
to gaze upon that perfect face.
I long to dance when the sun does rise
To gaze into those dark brown eyes
in silhouette her perfect form
graces my presence in the light of dawn.
I long to dance on a warm summer day
In forest glades where butterflies play
when happiness lives and cares are few
and a kiss from my Angel is a dream come true.
I long to dance on long winters nights
By the light of the fire and soft candle lights
to whisper my love, share my fears
to laugh and cry to saviour the years.
I long to dance back into the past
To meet a girl sad and down cast
To offer my heart and my hand to dance
to hold her close to take a chance.
I dream of the dance that never was
I rail against the natural laws
But time is fickle I know its true
Some time I know I’ll dance with you.
Poem Of The DayAs I sit on the grass
Watching happy couples as they pass
I can't help but to feel a little sad
I can't help but to get a little mad
Here I am all alone
With no one to call my own
What is it that I have to be
What is it about me
I try to do everything right
Yet, here I am, alone every night
My pillows are covered with my tears
As I remember some happier years
When a man was proud to call me his own
Tell me his dreams of having a home
Wanting me to become his wife
Spending, with me, the rest of his life
Then the dreams went down the drain
On myself, putting the blame
Close to my heart I will let none near
Hurt, pain, and lies, are what I fear
Around my heart, is a solid wall
If you want to make it fall
To me you will have to be faithfull and true
Show me you care with the things you do
When you tell me you love me, mean it with your whole heart
Then pieces of the wall will begin to fall apart
Till then my sorrows are my own
As I sit here all alone
PoemLight vs Darkness
Once there was day light when i had you in my arms.
When you slip away the shadow of darkness came and hunts me.
But wait, end of this darkness there is a light!
The same light when I had you.
Could it be you?
I don't know.
I'm scared to know.
If it is you I'll hold you tight and never let you go.
I don't want the shadow of darkness to hunt me, again.
The light we all know is happiness and love.
I'm her friend, her love, and her life.
She is my Queen, my rose, and my light.
Our light is stronger than any other lights.
When the darkness tries to come, we just brighten hhim off.
Our light is only standing, because we are as one.
PoemSometimes I think you might as well be on another planet..
You live in a different world...
Weve had such speical times, But your always just so far...
Can you Feel me? Can you see me in the moon? Do you feel my powers?
I stumbled onto you, a fluke,do you remember?
You listen to my words , you also read them can you read between the lines?
Tell me
A Poem Decicated To MeIn the tragic comedy we call life death is but one step away. Lower lifeforms begin to spew forth their toxic poisons that rot the flesh of a seemingly healthy man. Once again they invade our bodies, our minds and our souls. Vivacious people who once smiled freely resolve to dying. Even though they wish for hope there is none. Blindly they search for a way to stave off the death that surely is coming. In every corner, every place they search for anything to delay the reaper. Among those men are those who give in to the pain they have lived with so long. Not one of them realizes that living itself is cure enough to end their disease. Can a man with only thoughts that he is going to die resign himself to living? After everything is said and done living is surely all a man has.
A Poem Just For You...For some reason I thought this time was right.
Under normal circumstances I would have denied.
Casually I sit and think of the times I told myself to remember.
Kelvin old boy you never do.
Kelvin you do it too much.
Even when you know you can't
And even though you try.
Loving is not all to living, loving is to die.
Only the angels can know true love
Hell meets Heaven's godly revenge
In heaven everything is fine.
Losing my faith in things I knew true
Afterwords dealing with the pain.
Nothing is lost from starting with nothing
Indifferent I must remain.
At every turn I see a face it haunts me night and day.
Nothing makes me lose that face... nothing is the same.
Damn that face and damn the world.
Hold on to nothing anymore.
Each time I try to forget the world.
Remembrance clouds my mind.
Past should be forgotten. It only serves to punish.
And even though I know they shouldn't
Random visions invade my sleep... my waking
Poems Of MinePassions Past
Kings and Queens from days of old.
Fear the mystery, the mist unfolds.
Thunder and lighting sounds strength of swords.
Sunsets of crimson and garnet adorn.
Fly by night on dreams of me, dungeons
And dragons you can not see.
Touch the darkness, embrace your fears.
The fire that burns, is passion that's near.
Close your eyes to remember me,
Look into your heart were I'll always be.
Copyright ©2007
Is It Any Wonder?
Don't speak to me, don't look at me, don't
touch me.
No one hears me, no one sees me, no one
feels me.
Can't you see me here alone in the dark, in
the center of nothing I stand?
Can you see me searching, do you see threw
me have you noticed?
I'm of flesh and bone like you!
I don't fly, I don't have super strength,
nor the foresight to see my future.
I reach out for something, anything, to find
nothing.
I can see the anger within, it grows U know.
It will fester and comsume.
Hate is conceived there, nurtured there.
The tru
A PoemA shattered heart
A broken soul
What is left is yet untold
Is this how its supposed to be
all of this Gods plan for me.
A Poem My Daughter Wrote For Me.My mothers smile (all the tears)
I’ve never been my mother
With her strength I wish I was
She laughs at what would beak me down
She’ll hug me just because
But through all the tears I’ve wiped away,
I have my mothers smile
I find her hope amazing
She’s found the help of faith
She’s found all the joy in life
Through all the love and hate
But through all the tears I’ve wiped away,
I have my mothers smile
She’ll amaze you with her wisdom
The kind I wish I knew
She’ll show the true compassion
With the hurt that she’s been through.
But through all the tears I’ve wiped away,
I have my mothers smile.
someday she won’t be here
But I’ll hold her in my soul
Because no matter what the distance
I will always know
Through all the tears I’ll wipe away I have my mothers smile……
Poem:::heart N SoulHeart n Soul
I thought I knew what love was
Till I met a man who showed me the light
He opened my eyes to new things
He opened my mind to new ideas
He opened my soul to the light
He opened my body to passion
And he opened my heart to love like no other
Before him all I knew was darkness
To me love was always pain
But I met him and darkness turned to light
And pain turned to passion
I curl up to him and I feel safe
He looks at me I feel his love
He touches me and I feel his passion
I see in his eyes that I will always be safe
I can't wait to come his wife
To live our lives as one
All because I finally found what true love is
And I have found it in him
In his heart
In his eyes
In his soul
In his arms
To the end of time
I now know what love feels like
And to be loved by another
He is someone I know that will protect me
That will show me the way
That will guide me
And that will be there for me in one way or another
He is the man I truely love with all my he
Poem:::hearts DesireWith the spirit of a wolf
And a Heart of Fire
He's every mans envy
and every womans desire
Untamed by nature
and a Rogue by choice
with laughin hazel eyes
and his warm whiskey voice
He'll tempt and teaseun
till you go insane
oh but this pleasure
is the sweetest of pain
he's hotter than fire
don't be burned by the flame
he can't be caught
he won't be tamed
Don't try to trap him
he'll only soar above
Only the bravest woman
Is worthy of his love
He's passionate and fierce
this untamed soul
he can move me to tears
he could make me whole
With his spirit of a wolf
and that heart of fire
I'm consumed in the flame
He's my heart's desire.
Poem:::alone In The DarkALONE IN THE DARK
I sit here crying alone in the dark
Wishing, hoping that the man she loves was here to comfort her.
I lie here staring at the time
Wishing, hoping that it would go by faster.
I sit in bed holding my wolfie crying into its fur
Wondering: Why am I such a fuck up?
Why does no one truly loves me?
Why did God keep me on this Earth?
What did I do so wrong to get hurt like this?
Am I being punished for something?
I sit and cry a lot alone in the dark
With the one person she loves so much not really caring
That she is crying.
I lie in bed with nothing else to do
‘Cept wonder does he hate me that much to hurt me like this.
I sit here watching the candles flicker and smelling the incense burning
Trying not to cry no more but can’t
Cause wondering what is going to happen
Is he going to try what was suggested or is he going to blow it off
And hope we forget about it
Does he love me enough to do this or is he just saying he will
Hoping it will blow over l
Poem Sweet DreamsSweet Dreams
Sweet Dreams
Dreams filled with velvet shadow
Moving pressing wings enfolding
Unseen watcher stroking stoking
Dancing moving, rhythm rising
Closing brushing tantalising.
Glances hot tracing caressing
Lacy dampness passions pleasing
Touching stirring throbbing moaning
Heart is racing fires mounting
Desires need is penetrating
Breth quickening gasping panting
Moistened fingers violating
Twisting probing masturbating
Cries release frustration releasing
Squeezing tight electric shocking
Muscles taught twitching contracting
Breath releasing laying sighing
Sun is rising warming revealing
Flesh exposed dreams are fleeing.
Smiles infectious thinking dreaming.
PoemYour life was done way too soon.
You had no time to reach the moon.
The time we shared was short and thin.
But I know friend we shall meet again.
Beyond the stars where dreams come true.
I know there’s space for me and you.
Such a warm soft heart stopped cold dead
We wonder why it was in your head
What thoughts gave you the fear to run
And take your self from everyone
The things we did were ours to share
They are done and that’s not fair
You’re not to blame; it’s all our fault
For us not to see the pain you fought
You gave in but I know you tried
But the fact remains that you have died
I remember well when I got the call
All I could do was cry and fall
I thought it was a nasty joke
Like a dream till I finally awoke
I love you kid with all my heart
And our memories will never part
So till I see your smiling face
Your sorely missed in this place
So long friend I must go
I miss you man thought you should know
Poem SliversThere should be a poem here
But I don't have one
It's not ready
It's still hiding behind my eyes
Lurking beneath my fingertips
Gestating in my brain
There should be a poem here
It should tell you how much I love you
Or how fucked up the world is
And it should mention frustration
And ecstasy
Or something about a statue
Chipped from ancient stone
There should be a poem here
But there are only fragments
Shards of ideas
Poem slivers
That can't yet have their own page
But their time will come
There should be a poem here
One day there will be
August
PoemsI think that I shall never see
A poem written just for free
A poem written just for fun
Without compulsion from anyone
A poem not for looming deadlines
And certainly not for fancy headlines
A poem written from good and right
And not from staying up all night
No complaints of earthly woes
Of righting wrongs or fighting foes
No teenage angst upon the page
No words of sorrow, fear, or rage
"A poet's life is hard." It's said
"No guarantee of daily bread."
So poets, please do what you like
I'm headed to the open mic
August
Poem For The AskingI don't want to write a poem.
I've met my quota of self-expression for the week
I have no need to write anything new
Just because there's an open mic this week. . .
You think I can't just listen,
And not get up and read
Just because I never have doesn't mean I can't.
I don't want to write a poem
I'm tired of arguing with my spell checker
Do you have any idea how difficult it is
To be the only poet who can't spell or type?
I don't want to write a poem
I have nothing to complain about
Nothing spectacular has happened
I have no emotional baggage that I need to unload
I don't want to write a poem
I can't think of anything funny
Or clever, or sad. . .
Or new
I don't want to write a poem
August
Poem About A Friend/sisiterA friend is someone you should never let go, carry them with you through rain, sleet and snow. Hold tightly to that feeling of knowing someone cares and keep in your heart that they'll always be there!
Dedicated to Michelle aka: shatteredtiger friend of 11 yrs
PoemWhen I felt your hands around my neck, I asked if this was all my fault, in my head I knew you would choke me until im blue...I dont know how this happened, I dont know what I did, but I suppose I should stand here until I fall...I know not what lie ahead of me, I should only hope that somehow death takes my soul before you have ran ahead and broken it first. Maybe I could run, far away from here? But with one wrong turn, I might never make it home, you would come back for me every time I fall...closer until I could feel your breath upon my skin, and once again know those cold forsaken hands around my neck....
A Poem I FoundBy Meghan E. Leith
I wonder if he remembers me
Or if I'm just a memory
I wonder if he thinks of us
Or if he finds it useless
I wonder how things would be
If he had never left me
I wonder how he is
And if I'm still a love of his
I think about him everyday
And wonder if he's okay
I think about how happy we were
And the memories make the tears stir
I think about the plans we made
While we were laying in the shade
I think about all we said
And the lives we lead
To not know
Where to go
To not know where to find
A place where he may hide
To not be able to see his face
Puts my heart so out of place
To not know when he's near
Is my greatest fear
There's so much in my head
That I wish I'd said
There's so many missed kisses
For my unanswered wishes
There's only so many ways
For me to make it through the days
There's so little light
In my heart tonight
What would I say
If given a day
What woul
Poem I WroteThe taste of your kiss
Our eyes connect with melting powers
Pulling us together no matter the hour…
The touch of your hand upon my face
Feeling the power of your embrace…
Such passion and desire fill the air
All drawn in, over that one stare…
Moving slowly as our lips connect
Everything's feeling so correct…
They are soft to the touch
Which I love so much…
It taste like cherries
And all kinds of sweet berries…
The taste of your kiss is so sweet
It really is a delightful treat…
After the taste of your sweet kiss
All I can do is reminisce…
written by me.. butterfly kitty. aka kacy
PoemSorry guys, I write poems to pass the time. Didn't know what to put as my first blog... LOL
JADED
Close your little jaded blue eyes
Untrouble your disquiet mind
Relax now in the hushed gentle dark
Leave all of your troubles behind.
Ponder thoughts of a cool Autumn breeze
Trickling streams flow into the night
Smells of comfort upon midnight air
Serenity not now far from sight.
Slumber now on a pillow of dreams
While comfort embraces you whole
Close your little jaded blue eyes
Rejuvenate body and soul.
PoemOnce i was a prisoner lost inside myself,with the whole world surrounding me, My whole world so black. All i want is to see the light, Free to laugh,Free to soar,Free to shine,Free to give, Free to love,and Free enough to fly. Now you come around you come to me with a casual flow and suddenly my defences start to go. When you talk to me in that sensual tone i start to melt away fall like rain,anytime you come around maybe i could melt away in your arms
PoemFour a.m.
I sleep uncomfortably
dreaming of my cousin,
Brother Kwame X,
Afro-American militant,
who burns his neighbors and shouts about a class
struggle between
the haves and the have-nots,
the landlords and the landless.
Poem TrinityTrinity
You stand alone in suns warmth
easy grace. Assurance template
In silhouette suns equal, you
gaze upon the work of gods
I move beside you, with you.
Warm fingers touch entwined
A squeeze, brief affirmation.
Actions implicit understanding.
Your eyes smile longings song
Mischief sparks life’s essence.
A single eyebrow raised intentions
Signals known my heart laughs
Eyes closed in desires rapture
Silken nape caresses I sigh.
Flowers scent, deliberate touch
We tremble, life’s blush we dance
We descend to earth’s mantle green
Fused in desires forge we cry.
The world spins beneath our earthly form
Time our own creation life’s longing satisfied
Remnants of modesty forgotten
we lie exposed to destiny’s whim
We breath life anew in to the world
Our potential incarnate our trinity
Poems Of How I Feel...written By MeNo Wishes well
I want to run away
Inside my bright red scream
I want to break the doors
Holding back my dream
Living like this
Checking the skies for rain
A constant reminder
Of this burden and pain
I'm holding on to
A shooting star
Its points cutting my skin
This time it's gone too far
Nothing left to wish on
My bloody star fell
Left me drowning in hopes
Inside my wishing well
Not looking for a hero
To owe such a debt
I could not ask for saving
This loss is not a regret
I want to run away
But there's nothing out there
I want to shatter windows
That look out on nowhere
This is not life
If I'm already dead
My bleeding heart stopped beating
And tears I no longer shed.
____________________________________________________
Hold Me close
Hold me close and don't let go;
I'm so scared to be alone.
I've been by myself for too long,
And always had to be strong.
Now I only want to rest;
And lay my head on your chest.
Hold me close and don
Poem/who Am I?I am a lonely soul in search of a mate, but not expecting to find.
A wondering spirit upon the breeze, chained from the past left behind.
While learning from experiences gone by, to not dredge that path again.
Yet understanding the same may not be, I shall find out in the end.
A passionate heart yet frozen to stone, dripping upon the floor.
Emotions so deep run through my veins, locked behind hidden doors.
Tears and smiles and glittering eyes, all expressed in a single glance.
Defensive self to keep the control, yet giving others a chance.
A gentle touch with an angry urge, within the dusk of the night.
A burning love that smokes up the air, within my candle light.
A smell of Autumn, sweat and nectar, that excretes from my every poor.
I'm a playful wink, a loyal kiss, wanting to give you more.
A mysterious longing, while wanting to be needed, an itch under your skin.
A Perplexing thought that you cannot forget, while finding you here again.
A Poem For You My Deara blink then you came free
they set you to my eyes
like an explosion of brightness only the sun can match
i blinked and you came to be
a smile crossed my lips and my eyes brightened with joy
each second seemed like hours
you came near i felt i stuttered
you smiled
i felt like i had reached my goal
my eyes were enthralled in your presence
i couldnt breath
each passed moment felt like it was grand
i blushed and tried to hide
turning away and smilling inside
as your lips moved
i gasped, a realization occured to me
comming like a breath of air taken fast
a double breath and i stopped a momment
time froze in our meet
i blinked and couldnt breath
i was under water as you came near me
then time came back and i smiled
each second seemed so wild
i shudder now to think
your gone from me right now
a feeling in my gut as i looked under your brow
eyes that would send the waves of the oceans to part
and lips so soft as silk
like the pomegranate flower blooming i
Poem: Never Feeling More CertainI'd love the last part of many songs to be true.
Unfortunantly it isnt.
I won't be home for anyone cause he let alone no one is there for me.
Hasnt been for many year's now.
But the regrets that made me,
is too late to save me.
As far as I can tell,...
Its those talking to me with their empty words & me not understanding whats said,...
It isnt the things in my head.
It's those around me that I once trusted,
loved
&
had been nothing but loyal too.
They apparently havent a clue let alone the ability to cherish these things.
I look to the internet to fill these voids.
Lonliness brings us to things such as the internet.
When those voids can't be met.
PoemsJUST LEAVING YOU WITH SOME MORE POEMS ENJOY I HOPE YOU LIKE THEM....
Will You
Will you be with me,
Will you be by my side.
Will you hold me forever,
And keep me safe inside.
Will you stop the tears,
Will you mend my heart.
Will you think about me,
When we are so far apart.
Will you lay beside me,
Will you hold me tight.
Will you kiss my lips,
As you\'re holding me tonight.
Will we ever be together,
Will you ever be mine.
Will you forever love me,
Till the very end of time.
BLH 10\07
You\'re the shoulder I lean on,
the hand that I hold,
The eyes with the message
That never grows old,
The smile that is part of
Each warm memory -
You\'re everything special
That means love to me.
BLH 10/07
One Kiss
One kiss is all I want
To take away my tears
And give me a healthy smile
One kiss is all I want
To give me hope
And take on life as it comes
One kiss is all I want
To know your lips
And hold them forever
One kiss is all
PoemMidnight Walk
Bright moon masked by haze,
Soft light melds shadows,
I am blind.
Brisk wind rattles branches,
Crunching snow dampens sounds in the night,
I am deaf.
Numb hands reach for invisible landmarks,
Familiar trail is gone,
I am lost.
PoemYou
This yearning in my heart
This confusion in my mind
The words left unspoken
Haunts me all the time
Everyday I watch pass by
With an emptiness in my life
And a hole in my heart
Where only you belong
Something keeps me holding on
What I'll never know
But one day things will go my way
And I'll have you in my arms
Poem: Thoughts And DreamsPlease do not copy without permission. Copyrighted Material. Thank you.
Thoughts and Dreams
To kiss you under a summer moon
See candlelight shine in your eyes
Slowly dance to a romantic tune
Enjoy long walks under summer skies
Gently caress you with petals of a rose
See your smile each and every day
Hold you close as over us moon glows
Tell you I love you each day
If your feeling sad wipe your tears
By your side to always be
Push away all your fears
Your face the first each day to see
Hold your hand in pouring rain
Cuddle up on cold winter nights
Ease away all your pain
Send your heart to new heights
These are the thoughts in mind
Dreams I wish to carry through
And new ones every day I find
When my thoughts turn to you
Poem For Thoughtsmy life is not too great.
my life is not worth nill
nor is my life too rough
or edges sanded smooth
my life IS my own
of that much I am sure
and all the rest is unknown.
and knowledge all but pure
should I live my life for you
or should I live for me
and then again could it be
a God that I will live for.
witch ever way I choose to live
I know my life is mine
even if I choose too die
in death I know i'll shine
life is for the living
not ment for death to be
but death has a place in life
but its only the living who see
my life thats mine now stands in time
I in death my life can't be
By Michael T 2005
Poem LighthouseLighthouse
I have a daughter some where,
eighteen summers past, life's possibilities a vista,
sunflower fields, impossible mountains,
mercury seas under azure skies.
I see a slim face, liquid cornflower eyes,
raven iridescent locks framing alabaster skin,
a smile warm, as endless summer days,
her countenance a reflection of her mothers memory.
Hope projected onto the icon of my longing.
She stares through discerning eyes, oblivious.
In granite cast, I struggle. a butterfly against my nature
I reach forth wings out stretched an endless spiral
Guilt writhes inside, lost opportunities, battle lost for stolen rights.
I awake, slick, drenched, the creak of rigging, a gull cries
despairs song, a thin wail, unanswered, lost on itinerant wind.
She is always there my anchor my future, life's helix shared.
I have a daughter some where, heavens spark mirrored.
We spin a course shared, through heavens volatile sphere.
I know one day we will meet
Poem I Wrote For Someone Special.a poem I wrote an had published in 1993 for someone special YOU know who you are
Somehow I knew I'd see you here today.
here at the mall..
now I'm in the mercy of old memories
I heard you got someone new.
you may wonder....
why?
I keep coming around with this heart so broken in two..
I'm not the one who found someone new...
you can go on thinking were through..
but..
I'll never give up..
I sit at home thinking of you and I start to cry,what elce can I do?
when I here your falling in love with her..
you can't here or see me falling apart..
but..
I won't hide my face in a strangers embrace ..
when we run from each other..
don't be suprised if theres tears in my eyes..
because you hurt me so bad..
but..
I know I still love you with all of my heart..
A Poem TreeWhy do I let myself do this?
Love so readily,
Feel so intensely,
Need so completely.
I can't imagine "without you" now
My future seems
uncertain,
unsettling,
fast approaching,
slow to arrive.
I want to pause in this moment
in your arms,
dreams threatening arrival,
the taste of you on my lips.
for the first time i want "forever"
I want for you to want it too
i need you
i hate that i need you
but i can't
help it,
stop it,
want to stop.
because everything seems so clear,
if still so scary,
with my head upon your heart
and though i may be losing control,
though it may already be lost.
my breathing stays in time
with the beating of your heart
like a clock always ticking,
so sure,
if only of right now
for only now exsists,
as in time,
in love.
Poem Of The Day:Poem of the day:
I AM Lost
I am lost without you
I don't know which way to go.
My world is upside down
My heart has been ripped from it's soul.
You are the light
That guides me through it all.
You are the love
Without you I only fall.
You complete me
My heart for you does yearn
I am truly lost without you
I don't know which way to turn.
Max M. Power
Love is a wonderful thing. It is so vast that God gave us four different ways to love, friendship, sexual, family, and all inclusive. God loves us and we too love others around us. Life is too short to be mad. Since we all love someone in our lives in one way or another, tell that someone that you love them, you never know what tomorrow may bring and despite what we think, none of us are real mind readers. Take the chance today that you MIGHT not get tomorrow.
Max
Poem To All Public Servants Givin By Cowgirl In PinkAND YOU ARE MY HERO,
AMERICA'S HERO...
YOU ALWAYS DO YOUR BEST,
PASSED THE ULTIMATE TEST,
GRATEFULLY, WE THANK YOU,
ALSO SAY, "GOD BLESS YOU,"
BECAUSE YOU'RE A HERO...
AMERICA'S HERO.
Firefighters are trained to save lives,
No matter how hot the flames,
They have to put all their fears aside.
Police forces, always on the beat,
No matter how bad they feel,
They are trained to protect our streets.
Paramedics, on call day and night,
They work to ensure our health,
They will not ever give up the fight.
Search and rescue teams, dogs at their side,
Going wherever they're needed,
To find those lost or missing inside.
Doctors, nurses, and medical teams,
Working together, ease our pain,
To make us healthy again, their dream
AND YOU ARE MY HERO,
AMERICA'S HERO...
YOU ALWAYS DO YOUR BEST,
PASSED THE ULTIMATE TEST,
GRATEFULLY, WE THANK YOU,
ALSO SAY, "GOD BLESS YOU,"
BECAUSE YOU'RE A HERO...
AMERICA'S HERO
*THANK YOU!!*
Poem/thoughtGo to sleep and forget my woe's
wake up and can't feel my toe's
My blood, my blood, flow's slow.
My heart,my heart,
it beats day by day,
once agin ready to play.
No where to play,here I stay.
Alone once again with nothing but my thought's
wondering when and if my heart will feel truelove once again.
Many loves I've had in my past,but none that last.
shame but true,I just don't know what to do.
If it is meant to be, I know love will find me,and set me free.
Poem I Found I Really Like ItI can move on
But I can�t move past
I�m always going to find my self
Looking back
Wondering is it gone?
Am I really ready� to move on?
Or am I still holding on steady� to you?
What am I left to do?
When every moment
I wish I was sharing it with you
I can close my eyes
And find you there
When I open them again
I stare into the air
And you�re never here
Can you image the pain I bare?
With this recurring torture
I wish I could share it all with you
So you�d know the truth
That deep down I�m still in love with you
PoemNovember 5, 2007 @ 11:39 am
Roses are red
violets are korny,
when i think of you
ohh baby i get horny,
Eat me,
Beat me,
Bite me,
Blow me,
Suck me,
Fuck me,
Very Slowly,
if you kiss me,
dont be sassy,
use your tongue and make it nasty!!!
pass this on to at least 8 people..... if
you get it back at least 5 times, you know
your a SEXY beast
A Poem To Me: Second PoemYour Day To Be Queen
Mother's Day is your day to be queen,
this gift was given to you when you were seventeen.
First came Megan,
she made your life complete,
oh wow was'nt that sweet.
Then came Rose,
she gave you a new start,
giving her away ripped out your heart.
Finally came Thurman,
that would be me,
thank you mom for loving,
not one,
not two,
but all three.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY,
LOVE THURMAN
Poems Of DebbieLove and Lust
Kisses as soft as butterfly wings
Touches as gentle as a kitten
Words whispered so sincere
With promises of love forever
She absorbs him into her soul
Drinking in the passion of his spirit
Drowning in the sweetness of his voice
He becomes the essence of her life
Sitting by the fire gazing into each other
He slowly undresses her
Freely giving love and passion
With hands exploring unknown regions
She quivers with excitement and lust
Feeling him pressed against her flesh
Wanting his manliness inside her
He slowly enters as she sighs his name
Time becomes a useless tool of life
They are the only two that exist
With looks of I love you and need you
Days become nights to remember
Deborah Ann Krouse
Poem For Rememberance SundayWhen you go home tell them of us and say, for your tomorrow we gave our today.
I believe in the sun,
even when it does not shine.
I believe in love,
even when I cannot feel it.
I believe in God,
even when he is silent.
this was found on a wall in a pow cell at the end of world war 2
at the riseing of the sun and at the setting of the sun let us remember them and what they gave
never forget them
Poemi miss you so much
i wish that i could feel your touch
when you are hugging me again.
i know you're in heaven looking down
because when you do,
the rains just pours down.
i know that we are apart
and it brutally breaks my heart.
all that i can do
is just sit here and mourn
over what has happened to you.
i sit and remember all the times we had
but when i do, i become sad.
so just rest in peace
like i know you will
but just remember i love you still.
A Poem I WroteCold..Dark..Night
Mysterious being comming
Closer and closer he comes
GOTCHA!
Grab..Push..Slap..SHUT UP BITCH
Crying..
Tell daddy how you like it..
Pain..
He leaves you..
Alone..
Afraid..
Running home
Nobodys there
Where is it...where could it be?
Looking in drawrs
Ahh there it is
Load
Point
finger on the trigger
BANG
Dead...
Another victim...
Poem I Wrote A Long Time Ago About DerekI feel so small
I can't make sense of it all
I don't know where to turn
To help my child learn.
My little boy gets fixated on a toy
So we go and buy to get a smile from the little guy
He loves us so much and we love him lots too
I hope he does great things then he'll show you.
A peak inside his mind
We are just taking it one day at a time
My greatest wish for him will be
A best friend, a wife, and a family.
Poem Of The DayWhat is Love?
Love is the scent with the lotus born.
It is the silent choirs of petals
Singing the winter’s harmony of uniform beauty.
Love is the song of the soul, singing to God.
It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets -
sun and moon lit
In the skyey hall festooned with fleecy clouds –
Around the sovereign Silent Will.
It is the thirst of the rose to drink the sunrays
And blush red with life.
‘Tis the promptings of the mother earth
To feed her milk to the tender, thirsty roots,
And to nurse all life.
It is the urge of the sun
To keep all things alive.
Love is the unseen craving of the Mother Divine
That took the protecting father–form,
And that feeds helpless mouths
With milk of mother’s tenderness.
It is the babies’ sweetness,
Coaxing the rain of parental sympathy
To shower upon them.
It is the lover’s unenslaved surrender to the beloved
To serve and solace.
It is the elixir of friendship,
Reviving broken and bruised souls.
It is the martyr’s ze
Poem For You ErinGirl, you can fuck wit ma heart, and fuck with my head,
But once you do that concider yourself dead
Thinkin you slick trynna be a P-I-M-P
But fuck you fool cause now you messin with me
Lost your chance now you beggin 4 me back
You must b smoking weed cause this just another act
fooled me once aint gunna happen again
And dont even think we could still be friends
You broke my heart, You lied to my face
But your the one that aint nothing but a disgrace
So leave, get out move outta my way
Got better things to do than even wanna stay
Your sorry ass gunna run, And gonna cry
But once your gone i'mma be happy to say bye
Watch me die as the blood drips down
Cause your a mother fuckin fool and your game got turned around
So peace motha fucka you got somethin to say
Well it's just 2 late and you made it diss way
PoemAbout beauty intro poem
Beauty, unlike Love or Friendship or even Life, brings its own sweet reward. You don't have to bring Beauty into existence. You don't have to work at it. All that is required is that you appreciate it, as the poems you are about to read surely do.
These poems are about Beauty, but more than that they are about the appreciation of it. In nature. In people. In the situations that make up our daily lives.
Poetry is Truth. And perhaps the greatest Truth any of us can discover is that Beauty exists in our lives, only waiting to be found and recognized. And appreciated.
Kevin D, Fox
Poemopon you face i see this light,
a beautiful girl who hate this fight.
when i see your face in the day,
i hope u will come this way.
no one takes me for granted,
at times they wish i was stranded.
this is a blessing of life,
maybe one day ill find a wife.
being single really blows,
i hope this year it really snows.
i wish i could find true love,
and ill pray to god who is up above...
Kevin D. Fox
A Poem For Shady.. No Laughing It Is Serious Stuff Here!!!!!A Good Heart
A good heart is never boastful or jealous,
It always thinks of others first and never seeks out payment.
A good heart is trustworthy and loving,
It never fails to be there by your side.
Its walls are filled with love and friendship and it becomes so home like you never want to leave it.
The inside is warm and cozy and makes you feel its love all over.
It picks you up when you are down and brightens even the sunniest of days.
It’s full of surprises and makes you want to hold it even closer with every surprise it brings.
♥ Shady!!! Thank you for always being there when I need to laugh or vent, giving great advice, and ALWAYS putting a smile on my face!!!
Poem For My LoveThis feeling is like no other
happiness, joy - contentment
My stomach flutters
my heart skips a beat
You place a smile on my face
and a longing in my soul
To hear your voice doesn't ever seem to be enough
to see you face just doesn't do
i want to hear your breathing, feel your touch,
smell you body close to mine
I long for you
dream of you
wish for you
I tell myself it's to soon
but my heart says otherwise
my body begs for more
I've fallen for you, you have me in your hands,
I am yours
Treat me gently, lovingly and I'll
stay forever yours
~Jess
Poem For Dad Before He Passed"My True Dear Friend"
I sit here and pander,
My mind starts to wander.
It is you that I see,
You're smiling face, loving arms,
They are right there to embrace me.
It is your loving voice that I hear,
It is there to comfort me.
In this I feel that you are and always will be,
My True Dear friend.
It is thoughts of you that I think of day and night,
It is you that gives me hope to wake up with the morning light.
It is all of your guidance so warm and true.
Why have we been give this awful fate.
Why did it have to be too late.
It is your strength to help me cope,
Yet there is no hope.
When that hope is gone,
We still have to live on.
In this sadness I find,
That it is your love and support to help me on my way.
In this sadness I still know, You are and always will be,
My True Dear Friend
You are the breathe I take,
You are the light that shines on me everyday.
You are the peek at the mountain top I must climb.
You are the one that I will find,
When it has bec
PoemAs I sit there,
thinking,
someone comes towards me
and grabs my hand.
Frightened,
I jerk back;
But he assures me
that he is here to help me
and love me.
He begins to caress my neck,
my shoulders, my back;
And I give in
to his orgasmic touch -
And I trust him,
though I have only just met him.
And I touch him,
his soft, silky skin,
caressing him.
Still sitting there,
he wraps his arms around me
and holds me
for hours on end -
And he tells me he cares,
something never before heard
by this lonely heart.
Now, as we lay there
on the beach, underneath the stars,
his soft, sensuous lips
touch mine.
And I give myself to him,
as we make love beneath the stars.
And our hearts, minds, bodies, and souls
entwine.
He knows my every need,
fantasy,
desire -
And he fulfills
and satisfies
each one of these
as I have only dreamed.
Now as we lie there,
the sun begins to rise.
It is not just a new day,
but a new beginning
as we plan to spend
the rest of our lives
PoemYou look into my eyes and see things you don't understand.
Am I a mystery? I think not.
You look at my smile;
You search for something that isn't there.
Am I a mystery? I think not.
You listen to my voice, and call me an angel.
This angel is flesh and blood,
Not a doll to be put on show.
You see - I'm not a mystery.
I am me.
I am flesh and blood.
Touch me; I wont break.
There's no mystery here.
Caress me; feel the warmth.
I'm not a mystery; I am Woman.
Here I am - desires abound;
Relentless and sensuous - yours to caress
Like a flower; make me bloom.
Don't stop; not even to rest!
No mystery here; Just a Woman.
I feel the weight of your body against mine;
Your heaving breath upon my skin.
The most gentle touch on my thigh,
The soft nibbling on my breasts -
Moving slowly in a downward motion.
Now you see,
I'm no mystery; I am YOUR Woman.
I am all Woman.
PoemBeing with you is so much fun
I feel like I know that you are the only one
I long to feel the smooth touch of your skin
I retain every moment within
I would die for you
And I'm not afraid to cry in front of you
I know you feel the same way
I can tell it each and everyday
I dream about you day and night
I hope that I can take away all your fright
When I am with you nothing can go bad
I hope that I will never make you sad
I hope we never part
If we did it would break my heart
It would probably break your too
Have I told you that I love you?
If I haven't I am sorry
I hope that I never make you worry
I am yours and yours alone
Nothing can break that, not even stone
I don't know what is left to say
Have I said I love you in every way?
Like all good things this poem must end
Unlike the poem my love for you will never end.
Poem 11/15/07(when i logged on toay this was waiting for me, i nearlt passed out with emotions, too many to list.)
The ocean so lovely
The sun about to set
I gaze into your misty eyes
You make my heart flutter
Your arms wrap around me
You pull me in closer
My heart against yours
Yours against mine
They beat as one
Laying my head on your shoulder
I whisper in your ear
"I Love You"
In return you lean in for a kiss
Ending the day
Together as one...
Thankyou, sweetie!! I love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A Poem For DavePinched this from my Best Bud Mizz UK what she wrote for me.
Your a man and Im a woman
your older and Im younger,
your cheese and I am am chalk,
but makes no difference as we talk.
You aint allways right
and I aint allways wrong
but it is easy for us to get along,
You say yes I say no,
you say left I say right
but we are best friends we don't fight.
you say nutty I say crazy
you say make me a cupper lazy
I say want a biscuit with that?
You say yes please and a kitkat.
You say best bud and I say best mate
you can drive me crazy when its very late,
your a laugh and I really do love ya
and Im your guardian angel shining above ya.
you say bye I say bye babe
forver ever more I love my crazy dave
huggiessssssssssssssssssssss xoxoxoxo
Why not drop by and leave her some luv as well
Mizz UK The Chosen One UK Levelers (Brit Bomber 9)@ fubar
A Poem NowDestiny smiled on me
and gave me a present
Threw me on a warm star [1]
So close to the skin, so far from the eye
I take my destiny in my own hands
My desire is manned
Where the fresh water dies
because it taints itself in salt
I keep the Little Prince in mind
A king without a queen
When a woman is mistaken about me
then the bright world is confused
Man against man
My skin belongs to the gentlemen
Man against man
Birds of a feather flock together
Man against man
I am the servant of two masters
Man against man
Birds of a feather flock together
I am the corner of all rooms
I am the shadow of all trees
No link is missing in my chain [2]
when lust pulls from behind
My family calls me a traitor [3]
I am the nightmare of all fathers
Man against man
My skin belongs to the gentlemen
Man against man
Birds of a feather flock together
Man against man
But my heart freezes on some days
Man against man
Cold tongues that beat there
Gay-ah [4]
I'm not in
A Poem For My Grandma (mom)If roses grow in heaven
If roses grow in heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my mother's arms
And tell her they're from me.
Tell her that I love her and miss her,
And when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek
And hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
But there's an ache within my heart
Because I am missing her today.
This was not written by me, but it suits
Poemsyeah so sometimes i get bored and try my hand at poetry here's two of my latest. Check them out if you'd like and tell me what you think if you wanna as well....much love to all
I wish I could sleep
But my mind keeps racin'
And it's you that I'm chasing
All the bullshit that we're facin
I stare into the mirror
And I wish I could feel nearer,
To you, myself, and others
But everyone seems to duck and cover
I feel like Im beginning to smother
In this fire
That burns deep inside
Yet I continue to hide
I continue to smile
And continue to dial
Your numbers so you know that I'm still alive
That I haven't died
Yet something has on the inside
My heart, my soul, hell I don't know
But I could continue to scream
I could continue to cry
Do you even hear my simplest sigh?
ok the next one is a lil longer so bear with me
Is this my purpose?
Damn why does it make me nervous
I battle everything
Take on everything
But I can't seem to face myself
Some one gi
Poem: Tools!I WROTE THIS FOR MANY BUT MORE FOR ME!
Who hasnt done it.
Piggy back or say what needs to be said just to get threw it.
Whats wrong with expressing yourself.
Why not speak your mind.
May it be fantasy or just a quick ryhme?
Why cant things be said.
Why do filters have to be on?
I mean hell, how does anyone know if you might just be writing the next hit song?
I know I should of learned years ago.
To never express myself let alone let it show.
For many arent clear headed.
Often saying/doing things they have regreted.
So often wishing they hadnt said it.
But here I am.
Writing to make a point.
Due to mail I've received & comments.
Sure, somethings I've written may have been dedicated.
Though as a whole,
I choose my words selectively to keep it "generic".
When I write,
I express as I do, to get into you.
To force you to think.
Even if its just to save a marriage.
Shear shock value is another motivation.
I sometimes generalize j
Poem 2another day drifting
wandering in my mind
memories still haunt
taking me back in time
I used to have a heart
it beat strong and proud
before cupids arrows
swiftly took me down
love is very unique
the worst kind of pain
even when it is good
it can drive you insane
it causes happiness
thoughts of angels in your mind
it brings on depression
when your alone at night
one way or the other
its a curse faced by all
Love may lift you up
but its one hell of a fall
PoemIn secret place where once I stood
Close by the Banks of Lacrim flood,
I heard two sisters reason on
Things that are past and things to come.
One Flesh was call'd, who had her eye
On worldly wealth and vanity;
The other Spirit, who did rear
Her thoughts unto a higher sphere.
'Sister,' quoth Flesh, 'what liv'st thou on
Nothing but Meditation?
Doth Contemplation feed thee so
Regardlessly to let earth go?
Can Speculation satisfy
Notion without Reality?
Dost dream of things beyond the Moon
And dost thou hope to dwell there soon?
Hast treasures there laid up in store
That all in th' world thou count'st but poor?
Art fancy-sick or turn'd a Sot
To catch at shadows which are not?
Come, come. I'll show unto thy sense,
Industry hath its recompence.
What canst desire, but thou maist see
True substance in variety?
Dost honour like? Acquire the same,
As some to their immortal fame;
And trophies to thy name erect
Which wearing time shall ne'er deject.
For riches dost thou
PoemAs he said vanity, so vain say I,
Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky;
Where is the man can say, "Lo, I have found
On brittle earth a consolation sound"?
What isn't in honor to be set on high?
No, they like beasts and sons of men shall die,
And whilst they live, how oft doth turn their fate;
He's now a captive that was king of late.
What isn't in wealth great treasures to obtain?
No, that's but labor, anxious care, and pain.
He heaps up riches, and he heaps up sorrow,
It's his today, but who's his heir tomorrow?
What then? Content in pleasures canst thou find?
More vain than all, that's but to grasp the wind.
The sensual senses for a time they pleasure,
Meanwhile the conscience rage, who shall appease?
What isn't in beauty? No that's but a snare,
They're foul enough today, that once were fair.
What is't in flow'ring youth, or manly age?
The first is prone to vice, the last to rage.
Where is it then, in wisdom, learning, arts?
Sure if on earth, it must be in those part
A Poem ; A Woman Wants >>Tell a woman she is pretty ; Tell a lady she is beatiful ;
Give her of yourself small things ;
For this is what she truly wants ;
The small things all add up.
To become a great Sum ;
The Sum totally is Love ;
One that grows ; Blossoms to alot ;
Alot meaning, a Woman wants sweet truthful words;
Sweet talk and respect.
She needs to cultivate into herself ;
the little ingredients of a man.
Like his touch ever gentel, a whispering word of exceptence,
like him saying ;
Oh honey how I really love you, how,d I ever find you.
Or he places a kiss upon nape of her neck, his fingers running thru her hair.and Her gazing into his loving laughing eyes,
knowing he is the reason she wants to live and loves. Hugs all diana
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