girlfriend died in car crash miss her so much
5 monthes ago my girlfriend died in a car crash. I miss her so musch, and she was only 20......I visited her on her birthday at her grave....and then i wrote this poem
The Emotions Behind A Friend Request
the friend request of many good people are just rejected by their face race caste religion etc i am writing this poem like a boy who has sent a request to his crush n the girl rejected it . sorry if i offend anyone i agree that not all friend request should be accepted people now a days just randomly send them..
Bars
Not been around for a while, I have been moving, not far but always far enough, nice to be back. xx
MY MAMA MADE ME
its about my mother the way she raised me up. she was a single mother but she took no none sense. when i am not in a good mood i always remember her. i wish she leaved longer to see me growing.
OH BLESSED ROOSTER
WATCH OUT EVERYONE FOR THERE ARE STILL SOME MANIACS IN THE WORLD
Giving In To The Gray
Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair. ~William Blake~
why did you leave me all alone
why did you leave me alone when I needed you most why did you leave me all alone to cry every night why did you leave me all alone to shed my own blood why did you let me believe i didn'y deserve better why did you let me believe i deserved it w
Overcoming Depression
dedicated to those who are dealing with depression
Non-Stop Raindrops
Seasons of anguish in rhythmic rotation... Meticulously taking their time... Summers of sadness... Winters of madness... Thoroughly mine... Like the inner-workings of a complex clock... Gears of misery, memory blocked... Autumn emotions...
Sweet gentle beauty
For someone who has had more than their share of adversity.
missed poets
here we can find best poems. but some poets stoped writing why they stoped?
Sir ...
It is personal and actual.
the guardians of our lost souls
I was touched by the sad plights of our young souls caught in the abyss of prostitution. I was reading Jeffrey Epstein and the many victims of his evil deeds. It breaks my heart. I titled it to signify the lies they promise to the victims and families when their first approach them. I've seen a grim documentary presented by Demi Moore about their recruiting strategy in Asia especially Nepal, Philippines, etc. Very sad. Thanks all for your reads and comments if any.
LIVING ALONE...
it is not easy to live alone untill our death, here.
All Alone
one of my favorite pieces. had to repost this also an older poem I wrote.
Unheard prayer
once whilst visiting a friend in hospital i watched as a woman sat and chatted with her loved one who was in a coma and had been for many a long years, wondering what it must be like, how hard and difficult it must be is what inspired me to write this poem... thankfully im writing on imagination more so then experience but to you that have, my thoughts go out to you.
If I die tonight
making the earth sick. a living planet that is dying from our own destruction.
yesterday's sorrow
just the past
My Room
Just an expression .....
Breaking my heart
always in my prayers
unhappy housewives
thinking of women trapped in loveless marriages
Lost Love
All she wanted was to feel loved Mother didn't want her Wouldn't give her up Nothing she could do was ever good enough No matter how hard she tried She was made to cry She always tried to please Only to be teased She began to act tough Onl
forsaken
happy christmas everyone...
Orphaned Girl
She walks into the room Hair all matted and array She asks for a dollar "Go away", they all say She hates to beg But feels she hasn't a choice Life hasn't been so kind To this girl with a quivering voice Torn, ragged clothes All this rejecti
Syrup Syndrome
Ceremonial serums reconstruct sickness, Syrups deconstruct what is stuck... Powerful potions relieve with a quickness, Liquids laced with bad luck... Syrupy spirits so sourly sweet, Relief with no substitute known... Elixirs, consistors of p
That Day ...
Once upon a time ... You were living life just fine. But, the sky, that day Was a dark, dreary gray. Then, in the blink of an eye ... You became a very different guy. No fault of your own You were simply headed home. A victim
Somewhere Between The Lies
I went out last night and seen something that brought this poem to my mind. It has given much to think about. I was married a long time. It seems some think cheating does not hurt anyone. I was shocked at how some parade their cheating around. Do they use a parade of lies to justify it?
Loneliness!
loneliness is a sad state. yet so many of us have to endure. just wanted to highlight this state.
Where Do I Fit
Down a dirt road, I ride Trying to forget and clear my mind But thoughts are not easy to fade When I remember you say That I am nothing And you want something More than I can give Why do I even live You want someone like me You just don't wa
ADOLESCENCE (A Sad Story)
written by a sixteen year old before committing suicide
Sleeplessness
She can't sleep at night She lays awake in bed Trying to slow things down in her head She tosses and turns kicking her bed She looks out of the window Sees shadows dancing around As her mind wanders She remembers the days she could s
Zombie !
Although this contains excerpts from my life, the theme of the poem is not about me. I wrote it to show respect to people who slip into deep depression and become totally disconnected from normal living.
HOG HAVEN
I LOVE FOOD THAT YOU DONT HAVE TO KILL ANIMALS TO ENJOY! TRY WAFFLES SMOTHERED IN BUTTER WITH PLENTY OF SYRUP AND STRAWBERRIES ON TOP!
loneliness (cinquain)
loneliness bruising painful rejected isolated cruel reach out with understanding loneliness
Tired of being Lonely ~
Based on true story.
bitter glory
Bitter glory... Even though ive firmly believed Ive been so hurt And brutally decieved... How can I trust? In love not lust! To guide me through this journey Of biterness and glory. I just want to be apart.. Of a beautiful story. Can
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
Barbed Wire Heart
Nothing worse than a toxic relationship. Old wounds take so long to heal.
Do They Not Know?
My feelings at the moment...
I want to die
not literally die just find her and collapse in her arms for the night.
Alone
Lost and lonely Heart is empty Roams the streets Looking for peace Will to live is slowly dying I begin to pray Oh God please forgive me my sins Light the way Forever in my heart you shall remain
Good girl gone bad
sorry if this offends anyone but this is me! seriously! me! all i've ever known. i grew up so confused.
RE: pictures in the sand
wayne34, wonderfully written...
RE: Fire of Birth (haibun)
I love your concept here on an interesting theme Linda. From death comes new birth much like what can be applied to human life in general....
RE: "Falcon an the Falconer"
Ty Q S for your kind wishes, this week I get the pricing to print an publish with a company that'll disperse too....
RE: yet another day
C.J. - you, in your typically eloquent way, show what the corners of the celebrations appear to be, somewhat tattered, a bit forlorn, and on the outside of the glass...just another day. let all men, and women, be granted a beaming happy life. ;-)...
RE: Feeling Special
Very nice content and structure Mac.......
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