The Vanishing
the poetry is part of my book called " the souls capturing city " it was originaly writen in Romanian, but i have translated it with the help an AI hopw that you will like it
Your American Dream Was Stolen From You!
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PEACE
Sad reflection of our world
One more loss
another painful loss We lost our dog right before the new year . I hope he feels better and calmer THERE
Vanity
It talks about inevitability of death and old age
Lest We Forget
Introspection on Remembrance Sunday, lest we forget.
Where is your love , God?
no need to explain.. I guess...just my feelings.
To Build or not to Build
My poem nothing it's come only in my mind.Because I'm only passing by in my own account
Grieving
Grieving from the Grave by Criostior.
Opportunity
Opportunity knocks, embrace its call, Unleash your dreams, stand tall. With courage as your guiding light, Embrace the chance, seize the fight. A door opens wide, opportunity's gate, Embrace the challenge, don't hesitate. For within its grasp
You were to young to leave
You were so weary God put his arms around you You gently slipped away That’s the day you were taking to your new home while holding Gods hands You didn’t go alone a part of me went too Never good bye Always I’ll see you later!
Piece Of Mind
It was 12-4-92 when I wrote this. Being towards very much more songwriter than poet, I started out loosely with this and it all took form. Odd as it seems, it was at the end of the Gulf War; yet, perhaps, it fits most best as of now?
Paladins minute
Heard it on a Tv show in the 80s it has stuck with me ever since, Sums up about everything really.
Farewell but not Goodbye
My final words for my mother which will forever endure as the written word remains long after we do
The inky grey
slice of life
Games and life!
Such games prevail, but sadness reigns, the Show must go on, be what they want you to be, And then, finally you see, too late, it’s over, Oh such games we play, humanity is where it is, Honesty and integrity, so many have failed, So many pedesta
A journey we all eventually must take
For someone close I know who is close to leaving for her final journey.
Cirque des morts
little bizarre thoughts came over me
Gone…
It’s all gone.
“Suffer the little children to come unto me..”Matt.:19-14
I know it’s late but I had to say something. I hear responsible gun owners and the majority of Americans want gun legislation that prevents this daily occurrence. Lawmakers must do better. Were it their own kids dying they would do something Yesterday! Inflation, the economy are important but people are dying senselessly. This cannot be ignored!
thoughts
alone after loss
Ghost of Brotherhood
A glimpse into the psychological torment people endure for years after a loved one commits suicide. The pain it causes (for me at least) can be best described as haunting.
Little Cans
a boy who got someone he loved or her mom's died but he doesn't know what happened to her... and in the end he become a grown up man who already faced and saw everythings bad in the past... ???? DID SOMEONE DROP ONIONS INTO MY EYES???
Loves last moment
Eyes swelling becoming tearful spilling over tear drops fall. Words failing lips open unable to speak emotions choking. Hands tremble fingers entwined clenching the hand that clings to mine. Door open light has entered darkness cl
Loneliness Up For Sale
Poetry is more about feelings than words that convey them as much as nostalgia works in our inner minds,
SHE
An ode to my Mother.
Should I…?
I wonder..after death, would we want to remember our old life?
Same old story!
A Winter's day in Summer, A Summer's day in Winter, A promise kept, A promise broken, A pact un-kept, A love unspoken, Different days, and different ways, Different eyes and different lies, Different you and different me, Different times
Launch Complex 34
On January 27, 1967, NASA astronauts Virgil I. Grissom, Edward H. White, II, and Roger B. Chaffee were aboard an Apollo spacecraft and Saturn IB rocket for what was supposed to be routine ground testing of the systems. America was heading for the Moon, and all-up testing was designed to ensure spacecraft functions, the Launch Control Center, and other critical pieces required to get to the Moon. The test was considered non-hazardous. A 100% oxygen-fed fire ignited in their Command Module, and all three perished in just a few minutes as launch pad personnel desperately tried to open the multi-layered hatch which was designed to be hard to remove to preserve spacecraft hull integrity. Others tried to fight the fire while rescue crews arrived, but it was to no avail. Launch Complex 34 was decommissioned after the manned Apollo 7 launch, and the launch platform left as part of a memorial to the astronauts. In honor of their lost lives, NASA also deemed that the astronauts should be forever honored by honoring their crew name of Apollo 1, which would have been the first manned Earth-orbit flight for the Command and Service Modules. Their official mission patch is black-bordered in publicity photos of the men taken before their deaths, rather than do afterwards in memoriam. Some 55 years after their deaths, the LC-34 platform still stands, with two plaques honoring the men attached to the platform legs, as well as additional memorial information added to the site.
The Old Oak Tree
The old Oak tree was in pretty bad shape. It had been hit by lightning in 78. Kids climbed on it and broke some branches. About 50 feet away there was a wild cherry, it's bark was very smooth and it's leaves so green. Every year it m
Im
I wanted a room with a view Im here and Im you I came from before Im here forevermore I told you who you are Im here never far I know you cannot see Im you and you are me I know you dont know Im here to help you grow I know its a
Fly solo
We went fishing after my Godpa passed away this September. I went fishing with my Godmother as that was the way she wanted to remember him. They love fishing. I saw a bird fly in the sky so I wrote about it.
If ever… (written in 2016, revised in 2022)
For my brother....
Questions , just questions, answer's to follow!
What will you do when the doing is done?, what will you do when the race is won? who will you be?, what will you see,,... ......eternity?
The Old Man!
The old man left our house, took my car and drove away, I was twenty one, I remember to this day, There was no goodbye, there was no adieu, there was never, we'll never see you, again, And life went on, with someone gone, like a dis
No guarantee!
Tomorrow will always come after today ends Tomorrow WILL be with or without you or me Today is where we are at right now No guarantee of tomorrow, no how So its strange to me and strange to see Such importance placed on what may never be.
Are we i wonder?
Honesty and integrity are the ideal of what we should be, truthfulness and clarity are what we should see, are we a minus or a plus, we won't make a fuss, I think that minus may win the game, I don't know, are we all the same?
Where were you?
Where were you when Kennedy died? Where were you when Simpson lied? Where were you when you realised? Where were you?
Again!
And still we repeat, still we retreat, until we're backed into a corner, only then will the battle for survival become the host of a new revival, new wisdom to see, what things there could be, but twill only get lost in history. Again!
Today!
How do we feel today?, too overwhelming for anyone to say, regression, depression, fear just being here? Confused? Refused the right to live, to give, no verbal discussion, just physical concussion, and all because of (rushing), into a whole new way,
I woke!
I woke today, just like yesterday, but with winters rain against my window pane, on this summers day, was wrong!, , no sunlight shadow crossed my bedroom there, no birdsong noone to care, and the light would dim, lie down and die, forsaken who? you o
Another day
So the wind chill factor is -5 but I'll stay alive, this doorway is cold but I have cardboard boxes to fold, I can be ok, I can be alright, I know I'll get through another night, and tomorrow will be another day,,, and I hope, maybe better, somewher
online today!RE: Beauty In Imperfection
Thank you, beautifulyou, for your comment. It is my pleasure to share. Have a delightful day!...
RE: SPARKLES
What a beautiful beautiful poem Kathy . Sparkles always seem to put me in good spirts . I love the way the sparkles dance around in various ways ....
RE: Red
Thank you sister Odette. Emotions we can use for good. Dark as they are sometimes......
RE: Anger.
is a very sad thing for to hear that all I can say is never give up and always try make contact hope maybe all will come good...
RE: A cash sale
And thanks btw for the comments and all the extra views...
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