TEARS OF MY SOLE
THANKS FOR READING
SPENT
SPENT ALL MY LIFE IN THIS DAZE WISHING ALL MY TROUBLES AWAY. WISHING WAITING THINKING OF SOMETHING TO SAY. BUT IN THE MORNING TIME WE COULD BE JUST FINE. STAY A LITTLE WHILE ,IT COULD BE ALRIGHT, SPENT ALL MY LIFE IN THIS DAZE.SAME FACES SURROUND
RETURN OF MY BEST FRIEND
For years you held me close I got no breathing space at all I finally ran away from your zone Only for you to find me again This time I am afraid I will not survive you So What do I do? I am so very sure I have not the strength To fight or h
Return of the shadow
The shadows of darkness have covered my heart trying to live each day with a piece of me that has been torn apart. Waking every morning with no desire to see the next day having my coffee and cigarette with nothing pleasant to say. Pushing th
A girl on an Isle
I met a girl she lives on an isle I have to tell you she is certainly wild A man had hurt her and wounded her bad It made her unhappy and that made me sad I cant believe but its easy to see how much harm is inflicted by thee when
we are all unique
I have been so blessed but sometimes I feel so cursed so many girls seem to like me but some are the very worse Some have loved me deeply but some have been so hurt that is why im feeling at times it is a curse Some say its my sign or in
a loud WISPER of silence
I work at a nursing home and get to know my patients. I had a patient who stated no one heard or noticed her but me.
Blue Train
tasting the sweet rain tracing down my face... unitelligible sounds and benign utterances break the silence... i watch the blue fog slowly move in, penetrating each and every glance of mine eye... i watch the blue train slowly pass by ~ soon
The Awakening
Not one of my best, but it gets the job done. Venting thoughts.
The City
One of the first poems I wrote.
Story of a Tragic Ending
This was one of the most painful nights of my life, i had to put this down on paper not that i could ever forget it, but because i survived it.
When Tears Dare Fall
I pray a lot and at times cry...not a lot...but just so I can purge the undesirable out...I prefer doing this over indulging in pointless arguments or making others feel guilty when I don't get what I want...
Through the eyes of a child........
I picked some pretty flowers to take home to mum I got soaked with April showers never knew how fast I could run. Mum put them in her bestest vase then gave me a big hug and told me I was the sweetest child she ever knew, I was so smug.
a souring
you have no clue what I’m thinking, girl you speak to me of your ideal world our passage of time is fast growing short with every utter you may retort I set you straight, you start to scream you'll soon awaken from this dream abiding you
Loneliness
when relationship folded and left to ones own devices your mind becomes distorted and the edge of despair floats in and memories you had hidden surface and make their way into your mind.
Questioning
Questioning ones own actions on past events some of us blame themselves and yet the answer might lay elsewhere.
Do you know.. how l feel
Relationship sometimes becomes an empty space ..you can fill it with simply words
Tears and smiles
Sorry ..to sad for any comment..see you later
Doris Lessing 1919-2013 (A tribute)
A tribute to the lady who wrote the famous 'The Golden Notebook' She left her family to for her work. Novelist,poet and writer. Footnote : I really don't know who she is or read any of her books. Just read the papers and when I was reading her story, felt compelled inside of me to write this, a sudden impulses and here it is with its full force. Maybe its the magic of her aura or the mystic kinship from one writer to another. . . All I can say is while writing this, tears flow so I think she must be special.
Lost Soul
Dear lost shattered soul You float around this world carrying a heavy load Not knowing where you ought to go. You seem not to fit anywhere Like a square peg in a round hole You’re weary and dark Your light faded long ago You’ve searched for
A loving pain ...
This poem is giving an idea what it feels like to love someone so much and knowing they are in love with someone else...
Stolen Lives
RIP Brother.
Dieing With Out A broken Heart ..
A love that never grows a feeling that never shows a place where the sun never shines a love that should be mine but will never be a game of chess that no one wins we will never be back here again closing the door with out a key running thru life w
Lost
Feeling tired, a bit lost and somewhat confused.... just thoughts...
Bitterness of Poverty
I saw while sight seeing Ho Chi Minh City at night; when there's less traffic; an old lady on the side of the road with tears running down her face. In her arms a bundle faintly crying. I imagine if that was me and my mother and an uncontrollable sadness came over me. So I gave her $10, which means food for her and her baby for at least a day. The next night I saw I same lady at the same place and again I gave her $10. The third night I saw her again, still crying and so was the bundle, this time as I got closer I realized that the infant under her arm was actually a toy! I was fooled.
I Love You Babes
I miss you babes - When I am home - Surrounded by you crafts - Mr Dingles is sitting on my lap - Favourably the skeleton scarecrow - Which stalks you strawberry supply - I miss the chocolate mouse, with the dark flavours, you so gently spooned
Dag Of Nag
Deur vensters met krake. Staar ek harteloos in die ruimte. Regtig verlore. Alleen onder die maanlig. Alleen tweetalig. Alleen. Die spieel hang skeef in die gang. Ek kan myself nie seen nie. Die spieel is omgedraai. Dit is nag. Maar dit is d
Grave Which Lies Hidden
Chained before the change, I am absorbed into the shade of faint. Painted to last by portrait, pictured to the brush. I hang by the flames of my frame. Morning to dawn, savage is the start of another brutal day.
I Am Dead Inside My Sorrow
I see the fire. I am the flames. I am hurting. Within the inside. Next to which rests with the dead. I do not linger. Even to point one finger. I swallowed my pain. I am the nail in the cross. I take. I break. For y
Strange, is it not?
Strange, is it not? that of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through Not one returns to tell us of the Road, Which to discover we must travel too. -- Yesterday This Day's Madness did prepare; To-morrow's Silence, Tri
beautiful life
just life
world of words
this is not a poem about scammers its about how others expect blind trust. only a fool trust in human kind blindly.
Emptiness
Can one feel emptiness within? No emotions or thoughts just nothing! This is my life story, I have been so lonely. You touch where it hurt the most, Loneliness is my lover's lust, A burden in my heart I carry, You said it's only temporary.
Crazy, Wrong, Incredibly Exciting and Quilty
Crazy cause we are so different You are steel and I am air This is something we should prevent I will hurt persons I love, I fear Wrong because we are unequal You have found the Lord I have not The moment is in my head like a sequel So much
hurt
heavy cool pallor over this room air fearfully still yet windows...wide open you came and you went as you had a mind to but this time your leaving ...has left us without you hopin' rainbows of angels are watchin' our baby and that she's
Broken Mirror
You say you love me You say you care But whenever I need you You're never there There to wipe away my tears There to wash away all my fears No, you leave me cold Never there to keep me warm You say I make you complete You say I'm the onl
On The Other Side
The evening view reflects a part of me Somewhere ins
Years Left Behind
Spending days wasting time Spending years left behind I could never catch the train And I allways missed the plane I guess that lonely should have been my name Another quiet evening for me to dine Spending years left behind Dreams have
Frozen Fire
longing for real true love to give and be given... yet so inadequately expressed...
GOOD RIDDANCE
A friend suggested I change the title from "Black Mood". Thanks Morgen
ADOLESCENCE (A Sad Story)
written by a sixteen year old before committing suicide