Poems (34,323)

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And for this presentation!,
For all this mad frustration!,
For this price - kindly be seated in this room!, -
And the good for nothing!,
That all made us something!,
Only to march to a different tune!, ---

-- And being alone,
It's not all that bad?,
Sometimes being sad,
Sometimes glad, ---

And for the servants that are serving you wine!,
All dressed in white!,
Wearing crooked smiles!,
Perhaps its medication time - again?!, -
Always want!,
But never need!,
Fall hard!,
But land on your feet!,
Only to march to a different tune! ---

-- And being alone,
May I speak bold?,
Rarely warm,
Mostly cold, --

Perhaps I'm speaking way to soon?!,
As you're not really so alone here!,
In this room?!,
Maybe love is not that far away?!, -
But who am I to even tell?!.
To tell such madness?!,
Unless you've been to Hell?!,
So many times we've all been there!, ---

--And being alone,
Motionless, but we knew?,
And the game remains the same,
Only to march - to a different tune, ----------------

My baby left on a journey
To a haven beyond the stars,
She is quietly resting
From this world's pain & tears,
God looked down from heaven
And saw your tired face
He lifted you so gently
And took you to paradise to rest;
Though it shattered my soul to lose you
But you did not go alone
Cause part of me went with you
The day God called you to His blessed home;
I wish I could see you once more
I know its not possible,
But I will meet you soon,my baby,
Never to be parted again;
God can see how much I miss you,
What pain I go through each day
The tears I have shed all these years
Since you went away.

Love is having babies
Watching them being born
so adorned
smells of love
made out of love
This new life
Look into their eyes
See And smell
the innocence of love
I thank God from above
The smell of my grown children
Still reminds me of the love I have for them
Same love now then it was when they were born
The smell of love will never be forgotten

Such joyous Love, why do you make me weep ?
This heart so warm, yet aches without relent,
My mind so tired, still you deprive my sleep,
Each waking hour consumed with sweet torment.
Why do I fall so heavy for your charms ?
Besotted by the lure of womanhood,
And when I'm wrapped in calming female arms,
Why do you raise wild torrents in my blood ?
So many hearts you break with utter grief,
Oh Love, why must we toil to be your slave ?
How can you be so fickle and so brief ?
And yet for some, endure beyond the grave.
The answers lie within Love's tangled mire,
Strewn amidst the agony and the fire

A moment, captured in time.

She has lines of worry and stress,
Her eyes clouded and sad.

And yet, in that moment so many years ago, the lines were of laughter and her eyes sparkled with hope, looking at the beautiful baby in her arms.

A moment, forever printed for the world to see.

His eyes show the sorrows of being alone, his hands show how hard he worked.

And yet, in that moment in print, His eyes hold the pride of being a dad, his strong arms and hands hold his son high with joy.

How precious is that moment in time, when we no longer have the subject, but only get to hold the print.

Remember to live, love, laugh and take a photo.

September
how many memories you will carry to me
just while a fresh air envelops me
I get a flying tear in the wind
it will talk to me about young summers and springs gone by
You know I bear a pain inside
it will talk to me about young nights full of starry skies and broken hearts
September yes I can remember
it's a sad thought about going out stars so ending nites at the dawn of a new day
it will talk to me about a beginning of a new life
the leaves fall the air is colder
the incoming snow storm will not scare me September you will not stop me
you arrived right now.. but can't say how
you are already so far away from me, take away my pain
now I know I have not loved in vain

I dare to wake stumbling through heavens gate,
beauty abounds and noone knows,
cept me, I see, creations gift, this picture born,
imaginaton scorn, but tis the beauty of life,

Tis nothing new, for those fortunate few, who live
this way....everyday, nature cannot unfold if left
untold, let us be, let us see, let us know and
then we grow,

Moonlight falling majestically plays with my heart
creating smells of life, water silent in it's grandeur
holding my soul, making me real, the way to be, tis
my destiny,

And now I know what makes this so, not words, not
feelings, not love, not signs from above, just to
know who you are, to know that creation began with you,
and all that is will always be born from you....that's
what's true!

I laid down in my bed
My head hurt
My vision blurry
No one to hear my story
I fell asleep for two days
Woke up in a haze
was it a dream
Or my reality
No more sunshine
Dark clouds
Linger above my head
I could t seem to fit
Into this world
I couldn’t sing and dance
The laughter stuck in my throat
No more tears
Nothing left but fear
This isn’t a dream
This is my reality

Falling down into a ..... hole of depression. I am sinking further down without no helping hand to guide me. Feeling lower than the dirt on the bottom of your shoes. That you just pick off,throw away. For if I just did not exist I think that would make it easier and make. you happier for you. You will be glad if I just disappeared as everything I do it's not good enough. For if you feel that way why do. you want me to stay. If only want me just to be verbally abused by you. To treat bad I wish I was dead! Do you wish the same ? Maybe you have a worst faith for me? Do you even still love me? Do we just exist together or do you love me? This question I will never know the answer to. Garbage waiting to be thrown away is how I feel each and every day. Does anyone else feel this way?