Trinkets
The way you move your hair behind your ears before you read The way you step over flowers pushing through the hot concrete The way you laugh with a squint in your eyes -Will later become nostalgic trinkets sunken deep in my mind left there f
Missing you
In the poem Missing You, the poet Ramaking follows the tradition of the minstrels, the poets wanderers, belonging to the Middle Age in France, Portugal and Spain. This tradition was brought later to Brazil with the Portugueses in the colonial period. As a rule, in a dramatic tone, the minstrel describes the loss or departure of a loved one. This tendency was incorporated in the center of Brazil by the "caipiras" , regional country singers that ended up becoming a popular phenomenon of the Brazilian music. Truly speaking, the roots of the minstrels can be traced to the Classical Antiquity and in epics like Iliad and Odyssey from Homer.
Lost Love!
I wrote this poem dedicated to one of my freinds who happened to lost her boyfreind.
King of the unwanted
This poem is about the time I lived in the earth. Deep dark damp lonely place. When a person is seperated from the human race strange things happen.
Will you not come for me?
this is my deepest yearning for many years for some one,any one to share love,passion and the bliss I am still waiting. . . I am still trying. . . I am still single. . . I am still lonely. . . Come to me is all I need to let me be a real human being .
Words Of The Heart
Letting my mind wonder a bit of lost childhood crushes we never expressed
Lonely Nights....Desires....
I feel so weak Devoid of all energy i miss you... You are the dream that every woman wants to see.. Romantic hugs and naughty tugs, cute cuddles and long kisses i miss everything.. memories, a touch of your hand, make me ache with des
Don't Stop Doing Things
Inspired by a new migrant friend...a simple, loving, loyal wife and mother of two who feels lost and at a crossroad/dead end due to communication breakdown with her partner. She feels not being taken seriously anymore. I believe many can relate to her story hence I wrote this for her and for all the other women and men out there who might be feeling the same way.
Memories!
Lonesome is the lonely heart!
it hurts when your not here(lyrics)
a lost lovesong i wrote while lying in bed on this cold rainy day writing lyrics...is not as easy as i thought!!! you need music to go with the words.
LOVE IS BLUE
My love is deep My love is blue It's tender feelings When I'm with you It's hand in hand And cheek to cheek It's soft and warm And never bleak My love is deep My love is blue It's coloured that way When I'm not with you Love is bl
Why ,, To Cry ..
I'll burn every photograph.. We had Cuz I don't wanna see your face again And your smile, that drives me mad All of your feelings were so fake Was it real, was it just a bad dream I thought of you.. While I was crying to sleep Chorus:
Under My Skin.
:/ my ex drives me to write lool
forever and never
to katerina my new love on line..
Will you?
something is missing, you...
glistening of your stars
poem is about what i felt what i wanted but desires may not last in every spectrum for these wishes are born
Cold nights
Winter bites, darkened nights and I find myself alone, memories of families when once I had a home, The sound of rain on a window pane, the coldness and the chill, invades my space in this lonely place, there's a void that I can't fill,
Before You
Same People everywhere ..!! I need to get out of this country Same Story.. ! Same things i do everyday I think i need a holiday ..! And I go on and on Like a Hero with no powers I still need to move out & on Gotta throw out your flowers !!
To Sleep....Perchance To Dream.....
A little of the sadness of Hamlet here, though with hope at the end....A reflection on past life, rather than present...Life is very good at the moment... :) Andrew...xxx
When Angels Die
The heavens shook.. The slaughter of the innocents have reached the throne of love And there was a great silence in heaven.. A terrible blight has blackened the skies of this lower world A cry has gone throughout the land A mother weeping f
She is gone
She is gone not from my life just across time land apart She is lost not from me or mine place in my heart no vacany
Decaying love.
It seemed we were so pure. We gave such tender loving care. I felt so proud of us and sure. we were so beautiful and rare. Can't comprehend your rejection, and contempt that I still care. Hope lost in shitty recollection. Love now a casual a
My Broken Window
Outside my broken window, the light begins to fade ... at least that's how the evening tide makes it seem... I look into my closed mind , to see if I can walk the night ... to bridge the gap , to keep close to me , the warm, life giving light..
Crushes
Obsessions run wild and free. You never know who it will be. Every day someone new. Is it love or is it you?
Broken
Dawn breaks uneasily on his soul An absence leaves him un whole A stretch to touch a sweeter sense By a heart filled with prescience Changes focused swiftly on Words omitted or sighs gone Subtleties missed by others not blessed A lover's min
It Takes Time
You can’t hold onto it forever You have tried enough, even harder To discharge from what you’d gone through There’s always this feeling like it won’t go It takes time.. No matter how hard You wanted to have moved on And got rid of it fast
False Savior
One night stands and meeting that special one at the bar is very overrated lol...
A Lover Left
A Lover Left The drink is drunk the tear is shed the blood from love’s heart is bled, parting is always sweet sad sorrow ending a loving dream of tomorrow. Though the magic of love never dies it changes long after a past lover lies, who goes
Love - A Nightmare....?
This is just another poem which composed by me.
I Never Hear A Thing
OK here it is, the first, the very first song that I ever wrote. It doesn't seem like it, (because of the lyrics) but I was all of 16 years old.
why am I still alone
From beauty to rain Embers to ashes A heart bleeds from pain The unhealing gashes Nobody wants me And I side with them So I remain empty Again and again Why am I still alone Because I'm to hard to please But what I've always known I am
~Broken~
I am a twice published author of romance novels and poet. I felt like sharing a poem. This poem is about a broken heart.
Still In Love With You
How will I ever get over you !!
Love Lies Dying
The title is not a spelling error or typo
My guiding light.
Well wish you were near. Your skin so caramel and smell your heavely scent. My dreams collide with my loneliness. My pains may never subside. Your my angel my anchor my divine light you helped me thru the darkness brought me back to
The Watch Tower
A man stood alone, Trying to gaze past the surface of the seas. He could no longer see himself, through the looking glass he seeked. Instead the reflection of the dancing stars, put him in a daze, As he looked up to catch her drifting, Her e
Regrets
Like a bullet shot from a sniper rifle I get upset over the smallest trifle I explode when you’re finally in my sight Because us apart does not feel right I grip the trigger of my existence Trying to close the gap of our distance Because as I
Love and Learn
I have come to learn that if you love too quick, you loose out on the moments that define your love. If you love too late, you loose out on the moments that give you reason to love. If you leave too soon, you will forever be left wondering. If
A Heart Of Tears
If you gonna let go And end our life To kill the dream we had & romance If there's no more me & you And im in the last night Dying here inside with no chance So if it's just tonight You've let it burn inside To let us live and die
DON,T GET DRUNK & DRIVE ,(not a poem,just sharing)
this is not me but its worth to read and maybe lesson,,have compassion ,,,this just remind me of the incident i had few months ago but luckily for that girl is so alive ,almost died in my arms,due to a hit and run drunk driver;;;thanks god for she is well,i might have a daughter if gods permit for her documents to be approve,help me pray to have her:))thanks...
Searching for the Flame
SEARCHING FOR THE FLAME Why do we try to burn a fire with moistened wood? Looking for the dry spots to ignite? At times, saturating it, with gasoline.. Oh yes, the dry spots light... burning brightly for a short time.. Keeping you warm-- Very