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Bring the flowers to bloom let the spring breeze

Bring the flowers to bloom, let the spring breeze

Bring the flowers to bloom, let the spring breeze blow. Come my love and rouse the garden from its sleep. Gloom pervades the prison say something to the breeze. Someone for God's sake should talk about my love. Sometime at least the sun should ri

Blue

Blue

I am blue like an ocean, blue like the sky, blue as the sapphire, you surely know why, but I must know, what has made your heart turn cold, You saw through me, your eyes looked deep into my soul, and you were it for me, indeed the one thing, you

a soul flies

a soul flies

a bit all over the place

Be Near Me

Be Near Me

You who demolish me, you whom I love, be near me. Remain near me when evening, drunk on the blood of skies, becomes night, in the other a sword sheathed in the diamond of stars. Be near me when night laments or sings, or when it begins to dance

Why cry

Why cry

I risk my heart and .... Can't say more now....

she has a past too

~she has a past too~

No need to say anymore!

searching for my dream

searching for my dream

blossoming inside the mind petals of love your are endless pleasure seeking to find a faraway dream heavenly adoring such tender soft cotton feelings emotions fuse sparkle upon a star together wishing on her trail thoughts dusting

The Widows Touch

The Widow's Touch

The Widows Touch Author: GM Sexton Charms and talismans adorn your dress, I stare at the candles and pass thru the mirror, always at your behest. Peacocks and hen on the porch and yard abound... Picking, chanting and sometimes dancing, the

fallen angel tears

fallen angel tears

love is purity loveless acts hurt

Because I love her

Because I love her

Because I love her I will suffer in silence if need be.. I'll hide my tears deep in my pillow and in the morning sip a lonely cup of coffee In moments hopeful I'll dream of what could be In times of distress I'll fancy her finger tips upon

A dream Memory

A dream & Memory

the story of couple that can't reach their dream

Day Dreamer

Day Dreamer

We all sit and think of those whom we felt great affection and love. Been a little while since I penned anything so my thoughts are reflected here.

Ok this has got to stop

Ok this has got to stop

I tried to keep this quiet as I don't believe I have to explain my innocence and I didn't want any other poets to get hurt but as Liam has insisted on sharing I have been left with no choice, I did not want to bother others re. my problems with liam as there is enough pain and hurt out there already with out adding negative energy. I believed in love, the Liam I thought he was showed me that, he made me the happiest woman I had every been, I could never hurt anyone the way he has hurt me because of that love, I do hope you get yourself sorted out Liam because you will end up a very lonely old man if you don't, how you could be happy with yourself for this behaviour is a mystery to me

god bless

god bless

trust me when i say open your eyes you will see a raging voice hurling abuse two wars fighting one is love both fighting inside the heart the other hate and which ever you may feed the most will be the guiding light of your soul

Tired Heart

Tired Heart

When one has deeply loved another and felt everything right through your bones, it is hard to gain the momentum to look forward and tread new ground. These are my feelings and how I perceive this lost love, one day I will be that person who will love again it just takes time.

Pastures New

...Pastures New !...

This poem depicts my life after separation ! Not easy, but essential to move forward. I dedicate this to all on the corner who are feeling unrest. Maybe we all need to move forward in better harmony. ps..... Thanks for all Christina ! xxx

splinters

splinters

in the name of love lost in my own thoughts

lost in thought

lost in thought

just thoughts

Hidden

Hidden

Walk on by.

Just stop thinking

Just stop thinking

The middle of a dark poem. I like that writing poetry helps get the words out of my head my sadness turning into such hauntingly beautiful art. Only middle of poem was posted as entire poem is quite suicidal which I am not. I found this piece amongst my uni studies when I was packing to move house.. It is strange to look back 2 years and wonder how you even got out of bed,... After tragedy..

I wont shed a single tear

I wont shed a single tear...!!!!!!

I haven't talked or seen you in a long time, so why do I still feel pain inside my heart? Many times I look back but now I learned my lesson... you were nothing but a liar.. You hurt me and thought it was fine... You said............ w

lost in love dreams

lost in love dreams

lost within space searching seeking answers an angel inside the mind begins rocking back and forth deep waves caressing the ocean feelings touching sands softly burying ever so deeply inside emotions swell up in tears waterfalls

tears of love

tears of love

sun shining happiness lost in an amazing warm dream the deep drums bang on heartbeats sweetly stroking feelings beautifully rolling skips beats upon a guitar hunting music emotions raising the bar magically one violin begins to

frozen

~frozen~

a rhyme of forgotten sadness that many of us have gone through,i wrote this after being dumped for another person...why? cause there are people that put lables on you,then walk away.

Rare Roses

Rare Roses

is about my Ex-. i sometimes misses her..

Dont even cry

Don't even cry!

Translation from a Georgian poet. In remembrance of a friend of mine who several years ago succumbed to a deadly disease and the indifference of man she loved more than her life!

Nothing

Nothing

Telling it like it is!

mysterious beauty

mysterious beauty

love never dies

For Liam

For Liam

Hang in there Liam...Chin up buddy...

My guiding light

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

Marble Iron

Marble & Iron

Umber rust kisses the cold iron as it silently stands guard while wilted flowers decay before markers forgotten, below, blacken flesh becomes maggots feast and repulsive souls fester in their coffins. On this solstice eve an energy released

Color My World

Color My World

'I would talk to you ..of many things..' The last yellow leaf... clinging tenaciously.. to it's illusions.. ...... the chorus of birds.. symphony of scavengers... as they fight for.. the last crumbs of fall. the face of strangers...

All That Is True

All That Is True

All That Is True All that is true is found in nature hence, we learn from observation, contemplation, and trust. Behold the sapling, once rich in color, vibrant, now grayed and dying. Yet we know upon the seasons morrow, brilliance

Among the Blue

Among the Blue

I send you, You send me, I touch what you have touched, I see what you have seen, Your scent lingers in my mind, As tangible as you are real, As connected as we feel, Over the miles and space, That separate us, And bring us together, For in

Scattering

Scattering

I am now scattered!!, time for bed

The Beloved Grave

The Beloved Grave

A blank style poem .... my original writing style ... a sad yet an emotional one too

Frozen Snipers of the HeartInspired by Liam

Frozen Snipers of the Heart~Inspired by Liam

Frozen Snipers of the Heart As the year fades, so does the light, like an icy moon, stretching out her fingers to crystallize the hearts of all those she touches Leering up behind my love never seeing from which side he comes his

Heart a Flame

Heart a Flame

Heart A Flame Heart of fire floating in a sea of flames -- unquenchable. White-hot passion releasing green sparks of envy that are -- undeniable. Shunning all others it seeks only that which seems -- unattainable.

Celtic Cross

Celtic Cross

She, as prophet as queen smoothes her hair, dark in candled shadows, raw silk reflections curl about her finger; Glints of gold & crimson echo, fade to draw, in circled whispers of vanilla & hibiscus; sc

Rutted

Rutted

~Rutted~ Oh, How sweet love is when it is sweet! Two salty, sweaty lovers waking up in a shared bed that is rutted with love. And how rare it is! At the times in our lives when we have it, we scarcely appreciate it........... It is apprecia

The Undead

The Undead

A poem on how today's world is... how we all are undead coz we all lost the feeling of love, childish eagerness, brotherhood, forgiving nature... all becoz of the competitive world in which we are living ... We all lost our Humanity .... we all lost the right to call ourselves Human Being!!!

THE RAiN

THE RAiN

lol didnt have enough room to finish this poem.. heres the ending. the rain cont. 'spinning on axsis, prostrating on all floors...never stops the rain.

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