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"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
It'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 4
Ticking 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 5
Bringing 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
Rainbow 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 Ago
i 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 Friend
Jackie 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 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 There
A 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 Abortion
6 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 Poem
Just 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
AMERICAN SOLDIERS Rate 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 2
I 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 Me
Surrounded 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 3
Soldiers 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 Dad
I 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 Poem
I 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 Mind
Desireable 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
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.
A 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.
Anxiously 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!
Satiated, 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
Okay, 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
For 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 Hope
Hope 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!
A Poem I Wrote For My Boo-boo
Your 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 Poem
Missing 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
A 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 Joseph
Angel 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.
November 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
Tears 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
Second 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.
Always 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
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 Friend
Some 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
dunno 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 Poem
Forgive 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
your 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
She 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
No 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.
Feel 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.
Long 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!
It'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
Growling, 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
Softly 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.
This 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.
I 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 !
This 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 Eyes
COPYRIGHTED 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 Wrote
Love 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.
She 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.
Beaten 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
The 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?
You 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 Heartache
My 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 Friend
When 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.
GOOD 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"
by 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
by 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
by 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 Poem
This 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,
Warm 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.
by 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.
Sitting 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.
A 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 2004
Naked, 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 1995
The 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?
Can 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
When 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.
I 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
As 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
I 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.
Spending 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
The 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. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As the evening starts to enter once more. We found ourselves on the forest floor. Holding each other close. Keeping each other warm. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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.
Drifting 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 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My ship is not so safe sometimes There are leaks within its bow My soul starts leaking out somehow In all my desparate times ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I think that I will throw my anchor here And stay for a bit if you don't mind my
By 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.
The 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.
Only 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.......
At 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.
Etched ~ Engraved Your image burned in my head An urgent yearning Of an intense passionate urging ~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My flower is blooming and unfolding Moistened with your stem slowly stroking Embedded deeply Entangled sweetly ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Legs intertwined Reeling thoughts in my mind Explosive ending Crescendo's screaming ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Drawn permanent and defined Images in my mind
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..
My 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!
Alive ~ 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.
As 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.
put 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
boo 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.
It 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. ********* 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. ********** 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 Poem
Looking 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 Here
Don’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 Love
Pain 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 ....> Diana
River 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
Vampire 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.
Vampire 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 Wicca
Goddess 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 Wrote
It 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 Wrote
I 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
Ode 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 Ladies
George 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
You'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 Poem
Kiss 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...
Souls 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~
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 Diana
Restless 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..
Twas 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
summer 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
The 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 Feel
So 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 Wrote
i 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
I 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.
Children 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 Poem
a 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 2
on 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. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This man is so wonderful. Please stop and show him love. Beretta@ fubar
Poem: Dragon's Heart
COPYRIGHTED 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 Wrote
Yeah 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
It'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... .......¢¾.................¢¾.................¢¾...............
A Poem That's Not Sex
You 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 Friend
This 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
Rituals 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 Mother
mom...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 Maiden
Found 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 Like
Jabberwocky 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 ~ Radiate
Radiate 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 Man
Preacher 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 Analysis
My 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
shock 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 1
I 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 Me
August 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" 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
Nothing 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!
Take 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 Sorta
Look 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 Song
NOW 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 Am
I 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 Tonight
Time 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
Thrusting 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
A Poem I Wrote!
Poem For Those Over Age 30
A 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.
Im 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
one 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
I 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 : Love
whatever 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 Title
People 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 :)
A 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 Name
Removed….. 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 Love
looking 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 Stinkers
A 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 ~ Darkness
Darkness… 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.. }|{
A Poem For The Dmv
What 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 Ago
MY 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.
dancing 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 Friend
I 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 Brilliant Mind.....ty 4 Sharing It With Me......its An Honor To Say The Least
The 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 Mom
Poem 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 Poem
I 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 Sweetie
I 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 Riehana
Lost 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 Poem
To 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.
What 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
People 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 Highschool
Ok so I found all my stuff I had uploaded. If your looking for a place to store your writings online 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 Men
WOMAN'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 Friend
A 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
What 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
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 One
Still 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.
[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 Mind
Am 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 #1
A Poem
you'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
My 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
Poems More And More
Not 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 Poem
my 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
The 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 Choices
The 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
As 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 3
soft 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 From Paul
I want to thank you Paul.. I loved it :)
Poem ; Lies And More Lies >>.???i Will Never Say One
Lies 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 Me
Why 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.
How 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 Like
I just saw this poem and really ,really liked it so I thought I would share it with you. ENJOY *************************************************** 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
i 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
From 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
Staring... 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 Poem
love 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?
TAPROOT 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 Asking
I 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
I 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 Slivers
There 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
Blue 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.
mistakes 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.
Wanting, 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.
pleasure 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
the 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 Healthy
I 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 Eternal
Hope 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 Sun
Returning 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 Love
That 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 Sun
Fading 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 - Worry
Worry 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 - Starshine
Starshine 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 - Remember
Remember 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 - Knock
Knock 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 - Sunlove
Sunlove 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 Storm
The 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 Solitude
Silent 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 Peace
The 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 Answer
No 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 Confused
Alone 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 Destruction
Nature'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 Forever
Love 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 Eye
Mind'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 World
Small 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 Day
Frightful 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 Tonight
Pakka 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 Spirits
Wolf 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: Her
PLEASE 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 Friends
Hush 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 - Thunderwolf
Thunderwolf 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
empty 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 Obsurity
Beauty 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
Poem For A Friend Who Recently Lost Her Mother
I 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.
ANYWAY 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 Dickinson
We 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
Im 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 Uncle
One 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
*~*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 Poem
Why 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 Room
Im 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
I 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 Me
I'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 Friend
I feel myself in this eyes are black and 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 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 Someone
His 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!
The 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 Sodomschild
This 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
sanity 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?
"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.
i 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 Wrote
Everything 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 Me
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 Dragon
A 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 Much
Blue 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 Me
Though 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 1
I 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 Daughter
Please, 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 Forsaken
Just 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 Divorced
This 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.
not 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.
always 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.
want 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.
pleasure 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.
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 You
Through 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.....
While 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.
Seek 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.
The 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 Dream
Ravens 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
open 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.
my 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.
myth 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.
i 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.
the 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.
lonely 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.
everything 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
new 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
nothing 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.
i 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 Girlfriends
A 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)makeovers
Picture: 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*
giving 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.
can 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 hide your true feelings and that's fake to 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 Love
WOMAN'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. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ 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.
Elements 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?
Somewhere 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 Mine
This 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
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A 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
Poem Please vote for my poem
Sometimes 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 IF ANYONE HAS ANY COMMENTS ON THIS
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 Me
Tantalizing 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 Dance
I 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 Day
As 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
Light 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.
Sometimes 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 Me
In 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 Mine
Passions 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
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A 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 Soul
Heart 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 Desire
With 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 Dark
ALONE 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 Dreams
Sweet 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.
Your 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 Slivers
There 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
I 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 Asking
I 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/sisiter
A 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
When 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 Found
By 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 Wrote
The 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
Sorry 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.
Once 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
Four 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 Trinity
Trinity 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
Poem Wrote For Me
imikimi - Customize Your World
Poems Of How I Feel...written By Me
No 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 Dear
a 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 Certain
I'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.
JUST 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
Midnight 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.
You 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 Dreams
Please 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 Thoughts
my 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 Lighthouse
Lighthouse 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 Tree
Why 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 Pink
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. 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!!*
Go 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 It
I 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
November 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 Poem
Your 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 Debbie
Love 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 Sunday
When 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
i 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 Wrote
Cold..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 Derek
I 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 Day
What 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 Erin
Girl, 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
About 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
opon 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 Love
This 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
As 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
You 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.
Being 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 Dave
Pinched 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 Now
Destiny 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
yeah 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 2
another 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
In 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
As 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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