When u will suffer...
When u will suffer remeber my voice Don't cry my sweet baby,clean u tears Remember our funny moments. When u will suffer,remeber my eyes They made u see the child from u And you pure ,and honest heart. When u will suffer rememb
Star light
Its up too others to say what they think the poem is about
I am...
I am an angel lost in this world I look a place of silence A place of pure love I look a friend near to me. I am an angel lost in the crowd I wait to be discovered by a pure heart To show me honesty and sincerity, To protect me
continental/divide
A simple reflection of time passing:)
When u are sad...
When you are sad,think to me When u are sad listen our song Enjoy the words and forget Let u tears to fall down All sadness from u soul. One day u will be happy. When u are sad watch the birds And imagine u can fly to me.
A lost angel....
looking for nectar of love
Larne’s Life
Larne’s Life This is the way she was,Loch Larne, Prolifically teemed with fish and vegetation, The air about her abundantly sweet. Bushes and willows animated her wonder, For friendly fishermen to laze around her. The skies and tre
Far too hot
one of my first ,not my best, still fond of it
All that gleams
All that gleams As the sun sets on the old man’s face He reflects of a different time and place Of mates long gone, forgotten they’re not Some died of misfortune some of them shot When men were plenty and woman were none Saturday night to
The Voice
The Voice The crooning on the wireless came when I was a child then forever in my heart the voice was tenderly filed. As my youth grew, a need for the voice grew with me caressing my soul where only devotion could ever be. When first I fell
The Poet Writer
The Poet Writer The poet writer tries to tell his truth to mankind though not from thought yet from his haunting mind. Not in the prose of a story, but remaining within a tale that turned an inner dream into a deadly inward gale. Fed by devils
The Killing Of A Dove
The Killing Of A Dove Fashioned to enhance all that is beauty in life carved gently by the greatest sculpture’s knife this enigmatic creation draughted from above, this woman prepared softly and made for love. Soon tiptoeing in virtue before s
A Princess Rests
Written at the time!
Sleep
Dream Dream little cerubus As daylight begins to fade Is not the silence Inspired And brings forth all manner of change Sleep Sleep now in quiet The sleep that angels keep As low the moon glows Shining softly Through the glass, its b
Waiting List
Small explanation: The first and second set of colleges are mostly ones that I looked at, the second set are plausible grad school options for me, the fourth set (all ivies) are long-shot grad school options and Princeton... well... that's my dream school.
my life
welcome all corrections....
Madman Jack
He came riding in, With the setting sun. Out of breath, He was on the run. Tall and handsome, His features built. Pressed with fear, He was loaded to the hilt. Come again, play some more. He`s quick to tell you what`s in store. Live hard, d
LOOK IN MY EYES!
A poem about feelings
THEY CAME FOR SUPPER
The day has cast shadows that hold no image Out my window I can see them coming Across the bottom land they walk Speaking to me in a language I have heard in my mind sense before my time I tell mother that they are here She smiles and says Supp