Memory
one night still living with my EX knowing id be leaving soon I woke up in the middle of a dead sleep with tears falling and these words came to mind as I laid there staring at his hand while he slept. Still i dont know where we went wrong or what I did wrong still I know I was a good woman to him! For 20 solid years
Help
I wanted to write a poem of love, but I had no inspiration, I wanted to write a poem of beauty, but you evaded me, I wanted to write about my life, but it was not to be, So I decided to write only words, about my dreams. Words don’t come easy t
ALONE (Acrostic challenge)
Socrates acrostic challenge
The Lyin King
Country song...
The pitfall
Fearing the anguish of a lost closeness.
A Grumpy Fish
Really hating aquariums written from a fish's perspective I suppose
Lyin eyes
For the many lies we say to avoid hurting one another of the truth.
She Whispers..
About the heart that cannot receive the gift of love..
Alone
I apologize in advance for errors in the English grammar.
No More Love
(*) I've given up on internet dating, maybe I can meet a nice girl down by the bus stop, or on the train - or something. (**) No more love - (except for CS poets and poetesses).
MIND GAMES.
these people must be very lonely...but they can't help themselves.....
hold me girl
i realize that time goes by too fast
Wasted
Well, I wrote this to tell you about a girl. Her mother never even remember her birthday. She never gotten wish from her dad and her mom in all her birthday. Now she is 30 years old. And she feels so sad and disappointed towards them. But she got love from friends, from an old guy she called him "Dad" and from an old lady she called her "Mom" to replaced her real parents. She is okay now. She is happy.
I am free
It was written some time ago, but i needed to follow a long road to realise how much i enjoy my freedom now
To Saoirse
If I'm performing to a sober and sensible and 'poetic' audience I often give them 'Saorsie' - I've written a number of Irish poems (set in Ireland that is) the landscape and seascape lend atmosphere and that sense of yearningthat ought to lie at the heart of much poetry.
Gone Away.
A poem about living alone.
THE FLOWER OF THE DESIRE
ardent passion
NO TIME TO DIE
all my poem reflect my real life experience. i broke up with a lady that i deeply inlove with. we were about to to be one piece. Then her family refused her to marry me because i had a certain financial back ground. i let her go thou it dented my heart. i tried to move on but her smell still haunt me upto now.
SMILE....Once Again.....
experience of life....
Sometimes
Sometimes Sometimes when I wake up Sometimes when I get up I can feel alive. Some days Some days I can see things Some days I can think good things I know for I have tried I try I try to say things I try to share things Bu
Shadows of Life
Powerful new prose now that Mars is coming into view…..
Time doesn't always heal
Just a fleeting thought
my tomorrow
Just remembering. A most potent memory. Thanks for all your reads.
Scattering
I am now scattered!!, time for bed
worth
“I'm not worth having anyway” I have to disagree I think you meant that we were not worth it, to you or that something else was worth more don't tell me you were escaping your pain (worth much more than mine) depression is impossible for tho
SHE is FIRE
Yeh... I was and I am still OBSESSED though I know SHE is gone behind those densed beard... the time SHE comes ...she distract me, the time SHE goes ...she attracts me, I still 'been keeping SHEvaa and SHE is FIRE as narrowlly described in Shiva
Across The Miles
Reaching beyond the miles In search of something more than smiles To find a connection More than words can express Something unwritten Far from a feeling, a knowing Taking an online spark into reality Is what we all seek But geography bui
A Voices Call
I just made a few subtle changes as original post was first draft. Is about love or loss thereof comments welcome as always
The winds of change..
I wrote this poem after my marriage fell out . I never saw it coming so i was very much devistated.
Your Vision Faded
About lost love and rejection
The Things I Miss
This Poem Comes from my heart and soul.
Beauty in your eyes
The beauty in your eyes written in the heavenly skies The passion within I hear in your sighs as you feel the gentle caress upon your thighs Thy fullness of your breasts so delicate and ripe You are truly Heaven's delight Be not ashamed of you
Time Wasted
Time wasted fretting over the loss looking at your pic its faded now and lost a bit of its gloss Counting the memories of our joys and sorrows wishing there more to borrow The love you offer is just so confusing its lost its flair and not v
Love's Song
So vividly I recall love's song she sang The gentle humming of the surf to my soul The majestic waves washing o're me gently Filling my heart with an e
THINGS I DID TO GET OVER YOU
Things i did to get over you when you didn't choose me. Move out from the city. I moved out from the city away from everything that could possibly remind me of you, me and "us". Look for a carer. I search for jobs that will fill my pocket to
Betrayest thou with a kiss?
To someone I briefly met at a store but, her story could be like many others with similar issues. Once again I always seem to attract the victims. Are there any normal regular folks in this world at all?
"Love Forgery"
Silent prayer Angels around Healing hands Deep relief Missed Stargazer Secrets abound Foreign lands Your disbelief Shooting star Concealed starlet Ongoing nightmare Battle scar No regret Now your disguise is bare
My beautifull lover
inspired becos im sick of cutting my toe nails becos iv nothing better for doing..
WORDS WITH WINGS.
is it good to go back....
a random memory
did you remeber when we had our first date, did you remember when you said you want to go home and then pulled you closet to ma chest and told you my heart is your home , and then you smilled and told me you are not jus my home you are my world.
My Love Is Without Light
I feel that this poem is about the loss of a great love of my life, I was too young to understand how much this women truly meant to me until the moment I had lost her. Now that I know who I am I will take hold of love and not allow it to stop away for the fact of being scared of love. I will embrace love with my heart and not let go.
Introspective
Despair, rejection, true to my life..... written some time ago, yet still appropriate, for love and I are now strangers...... x