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Instantly feelings
Just thinking of the last sub I had at Subway. I bought two footlongs for their special coupon for 12 dollars. I am not doing that again. It's better to just get a six inch sub and eat it fresh. My favorite place in town is UNO'S where they serve Chicago style deep dish pizza.
This was written some time back. I don't think things have changed that much.
This poem is off the cd The Coldest Summer Ever. I've been inspired to write about love from the Most High. Hope you like it. Peace and blessings be unto you all. Phreeyomind
I was looking through some of my past attempts at poetry and I found this one. I thought I'd submit it to such an esteemed site. Remind me to write the book someday. My thoughts are when it comes to girlfriends never over complicate the issue. It will do your head in!
Brand new. Wanted to write this just for the site....
Epilogue, but this time fiction as I'm still alive and kicking. For our international friends "swaggie"short for swagman, a person who walked the roads seeking work carrying his meagre belongings tied to a stick and wrapped in a piece of cloth which also doubled as a blanket. His "swag". Similar in many ways to a tramp.
Just a simple lyric poem
(c) 2013
This is a song rather than a straight poem. (think Loud an Heavy), Screaming guitars and a bass line you can feel in your bones Not to everyone's tastes I know. But I would like to know what you think about it . Good or Bad, If there are any Metalheads out there who would like to put some Music to it, PM me
I believe this piece may be one of my best ones of 2015. Its about Deep Intimacy... It goes along the lines of another posted up sometime ago. LOCKED IN MORTAL EMBRACE. Hope u enjoy it. Cos it was a good write. Its not yet on any of my albums of mine. But it lives up to my writing styles in the truest sense... SINCERELY YOURS - BOBBY
Can you accept the fact? To be yourself and attempt not to act To impress a member of the opposite gender By being romantic and tender Can’t you see that soon the truth will become clear? How will you explain your lies my dear? You
Show me a sign of troubles in your heart. Spare me your lies and tell me that you're mine. Made me a slave to the secrets of your silence. But you told me to stay. And you told me you're mine. And our bodies float on the river to the oceans of demise
An oldie and a goldie.
When you got to cut ties, with someone who is only hurting you.
I was reading through the poetry of Elo and it inspired me to write this. It's great that we can be inspired by other "poets."
The subject of this poem bears no resemblance to Wilfred Owen's prophetic poem set in WW1. I just thought of how, when you get to a certain age, your life seems to be punctuated by these "strange" meetings. And yet to quote another author, "we beat on, boats against the current."
people around, humans lives.. words that come from my mind
That age old question, that we all have asked. Does anyone really know, who we truly are ? Often not even, our own selves, or the ones that we often thought truly did !
Just rumbling.
To forgive,to move on,to shut down in fear Or to leave for another place It's all in the stories we get to hear And the options we get to face Depending upon what we think is
My first day in Holland.
I wrote "The junk collector`s bedtime story"simply to put into words what is one favorite American pastime.As a part time flea market vendor,I just hate to see anything good going to waste.If I find stuff that nobody else wants,I will find out why they got rid of it.If I can fix it,OK.I might use it,keep it,sell it,or trade it.If nothing else,use it for parts to repair other stuff.Some stuff that`s no good I might still save to use as an example to match up replacement parts.If I find something and then discover that its` completely worthless,I can always just put it back where I found it.What really gets me is that people throw stuff out 5 minutes before they need it,only for me to fix it and sell it right back to them.The resale value is ultimately,only as much as what people are willing to pay.But if you have a lot of good used items,if you sell it for a cheap price,you won`t be able to sell it fast enough.
I'm the sun in your eyes, but you don't see me, I wear no disguise yet you don't see me. I'm a total surprise and you don't see me... You don't see me.
It´s the best descriptio of love ever heard.
It's about me of course!!!
The moon is so beautiful especially tonight Caressing the darkness with it's soft gentle light It feels like Im moving in circles when I look at the stars in the sky
Es ist ein seltsames Gefühl habe ich es kommt und geht in mir kein Name davor erscheint wie es in der Nacht versteckt es ist nicht vom Mondlicht beleuchtet die Sonne bei Tag nicht seine Freundin was ist das seltsame Gefühl? Ich glaube nicht, m
Hail to thee, the messenger of new hopes and aspirations, Bring the message of a glorious life and inspirations, We look forward to thee for you are yet a mystery Who will someday become history, But that history, we hope, will sing the song of v
I wrote the poem to say that what I lack is not as important as my serenity and everything I'm blessed with. So many people complain and are resentful and I am grateful for what I do have and I learned how to give thanks for it. Life can be lonely but even then I look forward to every day and appreciate being happy is all I need most in life.
Words like our thoughts, carry a strong energy ! I wrote this poem, as a reminder to myself-to always remember... just how powerful words truly are. In particular, those that we speak, to our selves !
I think this poem explains itself ! After seeing a very close relative go through a very difficult patch, I was inspired to write this, as I also love her as dearly as my own.
So much talent crosses this corner, I am thankful!
Just a poem about my go I lost in a wreck
Without You, How Did I Live Like This? How Did I Live Without You? Without You, How Did I Live Like This? How Did I Live Without You? With Your Memories,My Nights Passed – 2 The Moonlight Talks To Me About You My Nights Are Lonely With Out You
It's about lost CHILDHOOD.
I felt much better after I got it all off my chest.... and that I made people laugh.
I enjoyed the fact I could write such a funny poem
i wrote it when I was angry when we were supposed to say, Happy Holiday in stead of Merry Christmas.
This is poem for one,i am dreaming of one such love in my life,who can love without intentions,change in me,and demands,and comparing without me with others..keep smiling
I have been serching for this one person for a long time and am still waiting for her
This poem is written for the one,who can make me smile,when ever she like to have from me.
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