him
I only dream of the day when i find him. his amazing eyes. I cant wait to hear his voice. his soft lips. our skin touch. pure inside and out. his hands so slow run through my hair, down my cheeks across my face. his heart and
murder
you did not shoot me, or kill me with a sharp knife but you killed me with your words and actions. you cant go to jail for life but hopefully one day you sentence your self for the death of me and you die in your own pain.
to every one that reads my poetry
thank you for all your respect
Anchor
sometimes you have to just hang in there when the going gets rough.. And endure the ups and downs..and wait for it to turn around, Sometimes you just need someone to toss you an anchor.
Does It Matter how to call it? (Ballad)
This is a lyric for a music video, I will upload the link later
I gave me to you
Beg for a while before you play again Empty your heart let go of the things you fear Undress me and lock me away from my mind Why can't I have a vacation from myself I wish I was you Upside down and pressed against your will Broken wo
Love estranged
Unspoken words we're afraid to say need to be heard anyway You're right here but feel so far away trying to hide from yersterday Somethings got to give we try to hard to try to live We could have made a change before we found ourselves estrang
Tears Full of You
I'm not sure how to explain this poem but I'll give it a shot. This poem is about trying to use the harmful words that were said to help get over a breakup; because its to easy to remember all the little things that your going to miss, and that just makes it harder to get over. But no matter what, most of the time you'll catch yourself thinking of all the good things that your are going to miss. So I tried including that in my poem by saying that all the good things made it feel like a "home", like that was where you belonged but can no longer be, so you write to try to clear your mind. (well that's what I do at least) Then it all comes down to shedding a few tears, cause sometimes you just have to.
I buitlt your heart
I made you gave you life and built your heart from my sacrafice I saved you so precise and made my art from you dieing lies
Cover me
Cover me for my heart is bare and broken gather these pieces , sheild me for i'm but wide open Open to the world and all what can be a bit cruel longing for a love that may never come, but yet pieces in hand, the fool ,Cover me for my
A Lyric of Me
Going through my second divorce...not enjoying it or how it makes me feel... The words just came out.
Wrong Again
I thought that this time was for real The words you spoke, the love you said you feel Wrong again, I was so very wrong again How could I have been so blind to have let you in Through all my years and all loves gone wrong didn't see this c
Along the beaten track
This was written quite awhile ago....suffering from a broken heart.
You chose to be with her
I would have robbed the moon out of the sky just to light your night, now i have to wonder why You chose to be with her didn't I stand beside you for months on end swore you loved me, but, my honor you couldn't defend cause you chose to be with
Ungratefully Your's
I bought a ticket to my life But I was cheated it was over priced And you said you loved me like it's a joke I spent my whole life and now I'm broke Everything goes away Everything ends Everything goes away Say goodbye again I was
Disillusioned anticipation
Close your blinds and let me sleep for another week While you drown in disinfectent bleech Another blind ambition shot against the wall Of my white blood cells waiting to take the fall I'm distilled inside my empty shell But it's a place that
Goodbye...
A goodbye note....
Promise Kept
Just a poem about betrayal...
Do You Remember
Do you remember why You and I fell in love You said that I would make you happy And I believed you were my angel from above Do you remember the day When I first looked into your eyes I promised unto you my heart And to love you 'til the day th
Burn it to the ground
This is really about a messy breakup, which was really all my fault. I knew it would be unpleasant for both of us, but I made the move to leave anyways, for reasons that are rooted in fear and self-doubt. As much as I might like to go back and redo things, I can't help but think.. If a person can't take you back into their life, should you really want to go back? How long do you let yourself be ignored before you stop looking back?
MY LOVE WAS LOST
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Blue Waters
A poem about an evening of trying to write a love poem to someone who's love is no longer.
Oneness
Is love more inspiring when it is in bloom or when it is withered on the stem?
Done
Still stuck on what's happened. Why does love die?
Shinning Light of Love
I shine my light down on you with visions from my heart They hold feelings of hope but know two souls will grow apart They hold you in a light where they see your light shine through My shinning ‘light of love’ is still shinning just for you
The Girl Of The Year
A new year, a new day, and what is different this time around, Love found, love lost, just a cycle in my relationship merry-go-round. By a year’s end I’ve never had a love to share, Does it really have to be so complex and so rare? It seems so
AFTER THE FESTIVAL
It should be noted that those who stay with you in your trying times are your true friends. True friends are scarce yet they are everywhere. To find one however you must be a true friend yourself. Love is contagious, the other gets it when one has it or vice versa. In 2003, I was nominated by a poetry organisation in the United States of America for a $20,000 prize for my poem UTOPIA 1. I was invited to visit the US and possibly collect the prize. When this happened, I discovered that my ‘family’ became very large, extended and unusually accommodating until my proposed trip to the United States failed because of visa refusal. When I returned to my base and once people confirmed that it eventually did not work out, I searched fruitlessly for the members of my ‘family’ and ‘friends’ who became too distant for comfort. Hence the poems, ‘AFTER THE FESTIVAL 1 & 11’.
AFTER THE FESTIVAL II
It should be noted that those who stay with you in your trying times are your true friends. True friends are scarce yet they are everywhere. To find one however you must be a true friend yourself. Love is contagious, the other gets it when one has it or vice versa. In 2003, I was nominated by a poetry organisation in the United States of America for a $20,000 prize for my poem UTOPIA 1. I was invited to visit the US and possibly collect the prize. When this happened, I discovered that my ‘family’ became very large, extended and unusually accommodating until my proposed trip to the United States failed because of visa refusal. When I returned to my base and once people confirmed that it eventually did not work out, I searched fruitlessly for the members of my ‘family’ and ‘friends’ who became too distant for comfort. Hence the poems, ‘AFTER THE FESTIVAL 1 & 11’.
When I think about you
This poem has some deep meaning to me I wrote it about the first girl I truely loved and knowing we will never be together again it was a way from me to just release that emotion.
Ode to an Upright Vacuum
I think it's self-explanatory.
all in
i was bored
Ae Fond Kiss
Ae Fond Kiss Ae fond kiss, and then we sever Ae fareweel, and then for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him
Buried
I had to say goodbye, once. I know it won't ever be the same, but someday, I hope to say hello again. If she would let me.
Come Back To Me
come back to me and be my love come back to me if god above could bring some justice to the world he'd bring me back my precious girl the one whos beauty fills my eyes when they are closed, and I realise that heaven there can never be with
A Rose
The petals of the rose, delicate like my heart, reach out to your hands, to be held, delighted, torn apart. Velvet softness glows in light, glistening like my skin, leaping to your touch, delicious loving, torture begin. Fading beauty,
Love
For all those who have loved and lost
I Miss You
Breaking up, the morning after.
Tears Fall In My Heart
very sad poem(:
Love
I have loved you for as long as I can remember I married you when I was just 17 My childhood Sweetheart I gave you 25 years of my life Then I lost you to your addictions Slowly I watched you fade away The death of your love for me Left a huge
lost love
it's just one i memorized when i was young. thats my favorite poem. it tells on how it's hard to hold on to one person and telling her that you will never forget her.
rekindle
Oh, if once more were I to be allowed past moments spent with you I'd perish from the rapture of the happiness anew the doubt you carry heavy in your heart of what I said was true that all my sacred vows of love will last our whole lives thro
Snine On You Crazy Diamond...
I borrowed the name from a favorite song, but the poem is mine...