My Heart Cries
Today, my heart cries, I sent my not-so-little Brother off to work in Nashville, in which he is now going to stay, as I have wrecked my car and the Jeep has been giving us a fit. My heart Cries as I long for the day all our struggles will be noth
Me and My Pain
From the series I named: Me and My Pain - a translation from our Georgian poetess. Oh, please, don't fall a prey to too much sadness contained. Cheer up!
The Sojourner.
This poem is entirely about tons of sad life experiences. You can inbox me If there is really something you want to know about it personally
The stand up
The worst stand up ever.
Loneliness
Loneliness is silence in its loudest form; it lives in your head and your heart Loneliness sits alone, it eats alone and sleeps alone Loneliness is that thing that tears at your soul; it’s the heart beat of sadness Loneliness is fueled by rejectio
This Year The Sun Is Shinning On Sixty Five
Life has snickered away at a lot of lost years As though it wants me to wear a frown Heartaches have come and gone and caused a lot of tears And I am feeling down This year the sun is shinning on sixty five And I'm a little slower but I will s
ALONE VS LONELY
You can be alone but not lonely You can be lonely but not alone Being both is not a fun place to be I know because been there you see There are days that the pain is deep Wanting something that I can’t see Wondering just what it would take T
The Man Who Didn't Know
There once was a man who didn't know And what he didn't know others knew They would laugh and sing through the day express zeal And they didn't seem to feel bad Cause the man didn't know he was sad He'd been that way all his life What could
a title by any other name
stands the chance of opposition and uh being created of thin air but when darkness shrieks down the hallway at ya and calls you a living punk well you better believe I noted the sideways mark on your face before YOU ran away screaming they say
ALL I HAVE LEFT
i bring this to everyones attention cause i do not want this to happen to anyone else
The Taxi Driver
The lady is very lonely Doesn't she feel the tears on her cheek Too bad he left her somewhere on this lonely street One of her high heels has broken so she walks on her bare feet The rain has started falling and soon blue memories will be calli
Lonely Is An Everyday Problem
I write to much cause there's no one to talk with And when I'm not writing I think to much Cause there's no one to talk with And lonely is an everyday problem With no solution in sight The strangers that I meet have no reason to be polite
loveless
with couples everywhere you look holding hands and here you are alone wondering if love will ever find you.
A Man Known As Me
In the middle of nowhere Seldom seen seldom heard There lived a man known as me He wrote a little poetry sang songs to himself He had a lot of old memories but no one to share with So in the library of his mind they stayed on a shelf He ne
The Old Prospector
There was old prospector he rode everywhere Searching for gold he could never find Until one day when he met her And the gold in her heart made him go blind But he was too late And so much for fate He rode away so sad Thinking of all the gol
Not Everyone Can Be King
You say you'll never find fortune never have fame And you're getting too old for world acclaim If money fell from the sky but you know that's a lie What all tomorrows bring not everyone can be king As you are dreaming of the ocean waves Ther
Behind the curtain.
It is about someone in crisis within themselves, and pretending to everyone that they are okay.
Lost
I wrote this about 5 years ago when I was feeling extremely lonely. I was being torn inside whilst writing it, cried and felt the anguish of loneliness as it revealed itself. It took many months to finalise it and I felt better when it was all over, as if some of this pain was alleviated.
No place
Wandering and Lost
No One
No one to talk too but a lot on my mind And if you are reading this You may find it a waste of time For I'm known as no one and there's a reason why But no one ever wants to tell me No they just pass me by Average must be a secret word tha
The Last Of Days
In years gone by people knew why Men were men And women were women The compass point use to say Jesus saves Now it's been thrown away And no one wants to find it in the last of days Now it's a text message race A rocket ship to mars And m
Alone
Sometimes... I just feel alone.. :)
Unless The Sun Brings My Shadow To Me
Windows in a house and there's a view I pace back and forth like a prisoner would do How often I clean the window pane Going round in circles my thoughts are all in vain If the weather is good or bad or fair It's something I cannot share How
Who Knew
Who's to know I am here Who's to know I am me Who's to hear what I have to say And who knew I was here yesterday There's no one to look into my eyes No female to say who I am Am I just an ordinary guy I've waited longer than mortals could st
Silence
Talk to me Silence So I will find out I'm not alone In the world Where life is a shadow Of survival syndrom Please talk to me Silence......
To Stop Lonely
Long about now I am thinking Is there anyway to stop lonely The meaning of low just keeps right on sinking And it's to late to say if only It can happen as fast as I can look out a window And my eyes are amazed to see the barren ground No mat
Alone
To look across an empty room To view an empty chair To realise your all alone To wish for someone there To hope to find your better half The will to settle down To realise it's just a dream Just brings another frown.
MAMA MADE ME
I WROTE THIS POEM WHEN MY MOM PASSED AWAY, AT THAT TIME GOT NO DAD TOO. I WAS AN ORPHAN. SO ALL MY LIFE I HAVE BEEN READING IT. KEEPING IN SIDE MY LOCKER. TRAVELLING WITH IT EVERY WHERE I GO.IT HELPS ME WHEN I AM DOWN. I AM IN MY 40S BUT WHEN I AM ALL ALONE AND DAYS ARE COLD STILL REMEMBER HER AND WHEN I RECITE IT I SEE MY CHILD HOOD AND LAUGH.
Break-up
Wintery weather occasionally stirs up sadness
I Don't Understand
I don't understand how to be rich I don't understand being poor But I understand being sad There's nothing to explore I can't explore today I can't explore tomorrow A dreamer who never found the way To leave behind sorrow Only the birds h
Journey Above
written for my late wife / partner who moved to Heaven on 7-15-17
If I Were A Rich Man
They can stare with an evil look animosity Staying mad cause of who I would like to see That's ok anyway they turn their head But if I were a rich man nothing would be said They seem to be jealous want to keep my age safe and sound It's a mys
There's No Place To Be But Alone
There's no place to be but alone I'd make an effort but where is there to go Yesterday is over and today is almost gone The rain is so blue It's having a hard time trying to fall There's a mist on the window And memories are not much compan
Feeling Blue
The holidays can be very hard on me
~ Magical Fingers ~
~ It's cuddling time ~ Lol
habit
needing no one, not you with no uncrossed lines sure as can be in theft and blameless flight mist assuring friend, purrs pleased and pleasingly mistaking love for mutilated mice gifts rabbit heart morsel creating singleshandedly loss
Poetry Town
Driving down poet avenue I'm looking for rhyme street It always feels like deja vu Except this time the rain is turning to sleet I slip and slide around every turn I'm stuck in poetry town In my rearview mirror there is concern For it looks
Getting Old Is A Drug
Out of a haze out of a daze into the clear sunlight Today feels real and the way I feel I am feeling alright I hear people all around my feet on the ground Life is bringing it's buzz And now I know getting old is a drug Arrive back home an
A cloud
Just my current mood
THE FORGOTTEN VETERAN
It is now Memorial Day 2018 - please take time to remember those that "All gave some and Some Gave All" who served/wounded/died defending our Country. 11/2017: Veterans Day - please honor our Vets! In our area we have had 2 or 3 younger Veterans commit suicide in the past 2 weeks. Very upsetting statistics. We need to support the men and women who have given their time and a lot for our protection.
Farewell
that poem was written during one of crazy moments of my life when i have a feeling that i can leave soon . Robert thank you again for your corrections..
Felled Down
This is not a POEM though... Let me clear why do i use three dots(...) in my writing, graphology says people who use three dots in their writing are said to be creative enough , it doesnt mean you are femel !!!