one day
on day
On Being Yourself poem
Hope this poem helps you all to realise how special you are, that you cannot be loved by everyone yet this does not matter truly as you can still be brilliant/true to you, you can love you for who you are and learn to be the best YouSmile
Every one rights to love
This poem is for such girls/boys who in their best of richness,forgets to take enough care for love,and later on try to reach,by paying the price of their destiny....
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Fake II
Fake II
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hahahaha
One trust
One trust your special One trust for the yum's pride One trust for the times we miss One trust gotta stay alive.. .I will survive One trust for the city streets One trust for the hip hop beats One trust oh I do believe One trust is all we
funnie world
funnie crazy world
don t play games
don t play games
Nightfall
Nightfall The day is ending The sun drops below the horizon And yet there is light which stays on Twilight from the very earth itself held there holding back the fall of night The pall descends soft
Life
the child in me...
Moonsay
There is much which withheld from us about the moon.
Stuck in Traffic
We all know this experience too well.
I will always be me
Seems good to be stoic Shield yourself from all pain. But then all the pleasure is rendered in vain. We all have the will, to decide on our own. Maybe flip a coin use the pull of the Moon Our own path we must own, all the steps that we t
I think
just thinking hahaha
Play 4 your life
You should be all in in most that you do. I think living in grey, is like swimming in stew. One card in a hand makes you first or last. If you get a bad beat let it slip to the past. Hold most of your hands close to your vest put all th
i like you
i like you
The sensitive woman
You approach her like a wisp of wind She holds a tear ever ready for the unsuspecting She evaluates you through a thousand shades of feline sensibility If you've spoken once she need not think twice By degrees you stand somewhere betwee
The Keys To The Universe
Somewhere in this universe... Lies several sets of keys... Keys that can open doors... Revealing all the unseen... Somewhere in this galaxy... Beings lie in between... Finding all unbelieved... Finding all the lost keys.... If there was e
pokerface
pokerface
iam who iam
iam who iam
dream
dream
i hate the world
i hate the world
copied world
copied world
Stonewalled...and Alone!
thanks Marikia for the inspiration...
fake world
fake world
Musing
Just another spontaneous verse.
Propensity
Witness the furor of the sea As it beats relentlessly Upon its rock-strewn shores Fighting its never-ending wars Much as we humans when... We pit ourselves against all men.
I'm So Tired
This is a song to the tune of I'm So Happy, a Gospel song. I wrote it after a long hike with some members of my walking group, in which we went up and down some steep hills. I was worn out afterward, and this song perfectly illustrates how I felt after the hike.
Poetic rambling
rambling. ?%':)&
Dreams for sale. . . .
clearing my phone memory of all my written poems, please forgive me if it looks like I am storming this site,I am actually saving my poems here. . thank you my poetic family
Kisses
I will be putting my past poems which I had written some time back coz I don't have a back up so I place all of them here
Just a few Questions
How many dreams does it take to make a reality and when its real is it still a dream. If one lie can break a heart can one more save a lifetime of heart break. Is a life a collection of ones memories or the way you are remembered by others.
Home is where the heart is
Transparency and communication ( discussions ...label them not as arguments). Home is where your right hand knows what your left hand does....it pays to lay everything on the table... It can make us really feel at home.
BLUE
blue is the colour that we see staring at space into infinity a blue sky appearing up above denotes fine weather that we love a blue ribbon for a performance implies a standard of excellence a blue jeans is a common garment that is found
Yesterday--------- CHALLENGE
a challenge Yesterday Each of the words in the first verse are the first word in each line of your poem, so your poem should be laid out as below. Just fill in the rest of the words in each line with your own. See my poem above if unsure. Have fun Yesterday All My Troubles Seemed So Far Away Now It Looks As Though They're Here To Stay Oh I Believe In Yesterday
Ramifications
Ramparts adorn the castle walls Amidst them slotted turrets Making for a grim facade Inside a moat that repelled many Fortess of all it guards In its depths a dungeon Captives were placed there
The Follower
He stalks through the dark streets and lanes looking, searching for a victim seeing a likely women he follows for days he watches her routine Once satisfied he makes his plans then sets aside all he will need tomorrow is when he will act he
Love Me Not
Love me not for outward appearance the sum of me is far more than that Love me not for the things I do for you that just scratches the surface of me Love not me for worldly goods and possessions for all of these soon can vanish like dust
Adam's Apology
I wrote this poem while I was incarcerated. I was simply thinking about how we as Men sometimes create our own problems when it comes to Women. We get mad at their responses to our actions, but refuse to alter our actions in order to get a different response.
A womans heart
Many a poet have delved into the mysteries of a womans heart only to drown in the debths of confusion.. Who is she? What did you come to see? She can be a mirror who reflects your greatest dreams, or your worst nightmare.. Watch out! Come cl
The Old Tower-----Enclosed Rhyme
Many ages the old tower had stood yet once it had been the very centre of activity to all who enter for centuries all weather withstood Witness to many battles all hard fought many feasts and weddings held in its halls and fine chargers house