The Mighty Men Of Moley Moley
Once upon a time there was an imaginary land With imaginary women and imaginary men And long ago when I was a little boy this is what an old man told me He told me about the mighty men of moley moley They were like super hero's stronger than He
A Call To Prayer
We should all be so reminded of the "peace and love and stability" we all need to share together, as frequently and regularly, as the bells that ring from the church towers.
Under the Zenith
the road to Casablanca
Joe
What good are all your millions Joe, if you have to pee and you can’t go!
hey poem
poem of love poem of night the poem that end of the above of the sky one you love ones you live ones you die ones you go to god in heaven there bird of the sky that fly on up the sky ones there love there allways great match for everyone this poem th
You too
What does hurt feel like?, being lost in emotional pain?, break your arm,, is it the same? or feeling a total emotional loss?, A whole body pain, a mind pain, let the worlds collide and in the end, you dont mind? Yes,,, let it be,,, let us see,, don
Fairytale
I don't believe in fairytales, angelic beings or marital affairs, but I believe in you, I believe that love is real, I believe what I feel, and all that is or could ever be, I love you and you love .?.........?.?
THE UNKNOWN
So,we live in a world where nothing is true, all you ever thought, well, its not real, its your imaginary you, Hitler was never here, we don't have a history, nothing to fear, so, they wipe out the past, reinvent it all, we don't have a say, it's the
SMUGJOY
Close to dawn well before the first slivers of sun you already foresaw with a shiver of glee what a wonderful day it was going to be so why do a repeat? Because towards twilight there'll be double-delight in the pro
Just how it is
Seeing the world through a diamond sky, telling my heart, telling a lie, that it will be OK, I won't be losing you, but if I ever do, I loved being in love, and I loved being in love with you xx
DATEE
sent by male to femininely delicious woman, accompanied by flower image....
Well, this is how it is!
So the Russians are on our shore, monstrous entity too big to IGNORE, and we will float out with our toys, pretend we are bigger, lies, we are just tiny,, little one fishing trawler,, ok,,, we know you are taller, you go away,,, and Ill have nothi
I dont know either?
Somehow it all dont matter, whats wrong or whats right, because the beginning cant be the end?, or the end cant be the beginning? So, the beginning must be the start of the end? Then whats the point of beginning? So we end?
YOU
To use a different metaphor who were you before? before you were this you, were you another U2? and will you be you after this you? And how many you's have there been? How many you's will there be? And if you are the only you, well,
WHAT?
Did you know that George (in some reality show) lost his watch in the snow?, Did you know that Stan was not really a man?, No? . neither did I,., but SHE did,,, ..........................................................OMG OMG, where do you live?, Do
Pebbles
How will you be you in a world of complication,who will you trust?, what direction will you take? your decisions in life,, what?, how?, who?, when?, why? where?, its not fair,,it wont be, it will never be, and when you can see, you become one of us,
Math or not?
I've worked out the computations, even ironed out the complications, if x squared equals 2 to the power of 3, then y is you and m is me. Now that is obvious for anyone to see, but the chanches we would be, together eternally, and being no relation,
Not you!
And she looked lovely, but she was not you, and she smiled that nice smile, but not like you, there was not a moment in time, she could walk your line, noone can take your place in my mind, noone can be you, your kind, a unique being, thats what i am
Woke up to a new world
This poem is probably the most powerful words I’ve read concerning our ever changing world . ! MR Rashid has my greatest respect .
Dream Girl
For my Love who love me Back
Time.
Today is in the sunset Tonight is in the past The days go by so slowly Though the years go by so fast So believe me when I tell you Nothing at all can last The problems of tomorrow Will quickly pass you by There is no point of worrying
COOKIED
A hacker has come to cohabit my flat controlling whatever I do Regrettably too and on top of all that wherever I go it comes too Since it arrived and infected my thinking my life has been truly debased to where I’ve practically doubled my dri
Din Guardi
Din Guardi © D Heckels The only memorial of all that is told are of sieges and valorous chieftains of old from that bleak rocky throne in magnificent pride Din guardi stands with its secrets it hides Bard divint tell ya tales aboot y
Back To Bernaccia
There’s a place in my heart Nowhere else can be A place just for you In my dreams Cheviots to the sea Yeavering Bell to the old Tyne River Forever home for me In Bernaccia. Grass not so green Streets not paved with gold The sun doesn
Phonaesthetically speaking
Phonaesthetically speaking its like 123 Like William once told us, its like A B C So write your mystical thoughts And clever words that rhyme But make sure Iambic Pentameter Doesn't go sadly out of time, again, ooops!
Romantic or what?
I could see the raindrops falling, and the comet in the sky, but there was a vision that enthralled from the corner of my eye, and I wondered was I dreaming and I wondered how this could be, because I have no peripheral vision, and I cant bloody s
Time to sleep
Sitting here looking at my glasses, I've noticed they make my eyes blurry, the more I use them the less I can see, I wonder, how can this be? Is it my age?, or my demenour?, when my woman comes in I cant even see her! I think I should clean them, if
Just Listen
Listen to what I say, you cant, its not for you, I know better, dont even try, stop, now you are being stupid, and you wonder why you dont succed? You had failed before you began, Just dont listen!!!, be whatever you want to be, open your eyes an
Goodnite!
And all it was, was a kiss goodnite, I'll see you tomorrow, early and bright, and then I awoke, we never spoke, I left you there, sleeping tight, kissed your forehead, I love you I said, called to you later,,, breakfast is made,,, you never replie
Goodnite!
And all it was, was a kiss goodnite, I'll see you tomorrow, early and bright, and then I awoke, we never spoke, I left you there, sleeping tight, kissed your forehead, I love you I said, I will call you later,,,when breakfast is made,,, you never
Swinging of the thurible
I've only ever attended one Catholic Mass that I can recall, I like the ceremony not that I fully understand it, perhaps in these days we lack rites and ceremonies
OVERMELT
If the only true mercy ever shown to Man by the fates is Woman isn’t her “Otherness” vital? Or are our offspring to be an amalgam of a sort of Me and Me? rather than We? Must she become another mere He a dwarfed duplicate of mascul
The road to Killybegs
So many Irish on this site, why not write of the Emerald land??
Feminine & Strong
Just my sentiments after observing and noticing online ... noting some contradiction b/w their common battlecry script and their behaviour/choices...
Nothing
I think I should write about NOTHING, cause today, I have NOTHING to say, and NOTHING is more than its parts, it can ease or break many hearts, NOTHING means such a lot, you either have or you have not!, And NOTHING plays such a part, NOTHING can't g
EDIT TIME
How can it be that humans must spend half their lives re-evaluating what they received from those who adored cherished and would even die for them? How was everything so efficiently whitewashed that humans did not know they were not what
NOTHING PERSONAL (from one who knows...)
Face it Death’s a bit of a disappointment I hope nothing will be spoiled here but it is definitely not what it’s been cut out to be Its colossal build-up over the centuries is absolutely unjustified and its terrifying caricatures often
Dressed in White..
Depicting Winter snow as a new bride....Just letting my imagination roam freely. Christmas is a time for family and fond memories.
I am Not A Poet !!!!!
A realisation that I am not very artistic. Should have made more effort as had plenty of time. So think I probably have lots of talent too but too lazy to make things happen . Guess there is time but I am the same . Lol :) Folks don’t get bored or annoyed . I am just passing time .
Little Black Sambo
Childhood memories of Little Black Sambo and the tigers, anyone else read that stuff before it was deemed inappropriate? I liked it, never really clicked it was about an Indian child..
VISIONARY
If she believed she was perfectly free to notice or not whatever she chose why should she care that a meaningful stare was fixed on none other than she? What was so outré about anyone taking a drink at her favourite café lauding the view
I wonder
do you think you could write your feelings in one line, do you think you could write your feeling at any time? did your heart break once? do you want to do it one time? Impossible not one,, not two,, not any line, I wonder,, I wonder, where it all we