My prayer to you
I wrote this a long time ago when I rediscovered I had feelings and was heading for a disaster loving a woman who didn’t care. It was a time of total confusion. If your wondering, yep! she is out of my head!
Let It Out
When i vent it is not to make you look bad, but to just get it off my chest. Then i am O K . I am SORRY to have taken the momentary discomfort off me and put it on Y O U . For discomfort to another is not my goal. Just to uncork
Be My Eve
Written to express my loneliness this past New Year's Eve and how much I still long for love. (I posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site this year, in 2011, under the name Grailknight777.)
Alone...
Alone... Alone..another fall of blackness, another surge of echo resting me to sleep, another song of memories hidden in a shell and a scent of winter to touch me deep. Alone..whenin another stare out over the ocean another hope to crus
My C.S. introduction.
This is my introduction to C.S. I was afraid to admit the ugly truth to someone dear, and I lost them when they found out. I am back on my own now and I miss them. I am sorry.
clairevoyant
View this breathtaking scenery Fade all my senses again inhale the scent of beauty What no one wants ended over me But I have to go to my end Where the pain of my mortal remains To me it shows the turbulent path to my redemption
Just Me
Oh how happy I could be If someone else and not Just me. Someone tall and big and strong Who can just smile When things go wrong Who doesnt look for what has gone But shrugs and laughs Whilst moving on But I know I cannot hide That I am
once upon a time
it's about a guy who was heartbroken repeatedly who eventually loses the will to go on. ok its me.
Take me Back in Time
Social Media, Cell phones, and Technology has made this generation less in touch with Humanity.
Losing The Will
I wrote this poem at a very hard time in my life, when i was homeless
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Shes so beautiful and strong but she just doesn't see it Hoping her dreams and reality will one day see eye to eye Sadly her life is like a puzzle, nothing seems to fit Her smiles portray a happy girl in love, no one would've guessed That every
The Legend "Micheal Jackson"
this is not my poem i have collected from my friend just to share with u all, please read it and give some comment,
Empty Tearducts
The glint of a bottle, the echo of a scream The crushing of souls, the end of dreams The stench of the ashtray, the burning fire The tortured soul, the overwhelming desire A cobweb in the corner, a fly at it’s last A goodbye to the future, a
the suitcase
seriously hope do not waste your time again, your country lows do not allow you use gunfire against me
Expose Your Heart
Its about how some guys like to hide their pain in front of their friends and girls. But i just want to know why some guys are so proud to the point where they think tears are for weak people. Im saying why hide something so beautiful and true?
-BROKEN HOPE-
I lay my burdens down to rest. My heart pounds heavy in my chest. I am not strong in fact I am weak and at times cannot stand on my own two feet. I'm tired of this constant fight, but I know I will get through the night My secrets have taken
Perpetual Gloom
Just wrote this poem right now over my lunch.
The game
Life and times far from company of freedom.
The down person
Give me some rain to wash away my pain, give me some dope because i have no hope, give me some drinks so i don't have to think, give me enough drugs that i would think i could fly than i'd die.
Goodbye Cruel Friend
Now I finally see her and it hurts so much to know After I loved her so deeply She never loved me at all and now where can I go For she was nothing more than the leader of the gang Who have always tried to stop me to block me And for what th
Poems Of A Fool
He didn't know how to write Not even a clue Then she broke his heart Broke it right into He had to get the pain out of his mind What could he do So everyone laughed At the poems of a fool They paid him no mind They knew he would fail Lo
from the outside
I’m at the gate Waiting, bright is the house On the boundary I lean Seeing the happy, smiling people at home Does anyone notice, I’m calling Was I ever there Here I am in the dark, silent please I’m cold, my legs getting tired Ho
On the other side of autumn
I just don t like Autumn ...getting moody
Fade to blue and grey
slice of life
Unhear You
I can't unhear the words you say to me You can't take those words back What is said, is said and words do hurt You can say sorry, sorry can only go so far I can't unhear the words you've said, You've said them so many times I am not perfect and
My Reflection
My Reflection My reflection in the mirror, my face so hard to reconize voices of reason fled, out of my mouth nothing but lies in my heart, an empty void, soul torn and tattered my insides a twisted mess,my life i've lost all that mattered
~Last Breath~
Depression wraps its darkness around.. pulls on us and we see though a fog..
How I Feel
I write how i feel and I would like people to have to think about what it's about :-)
Imprisoned
The bars of steel that hold my heart wont break or bend or fall apart, there's nothing left that can get in ther're marked but strong from where they've been,, Nothing now can penetrate this ring of steel that I create, their substance, the
Defeated
Heightened frustrations by your hesitations just a pre-amble to things that i might expect with no presence of affection to feed my addiction of love lost that I can't get back The lack of corrulations because of opposite expectations
Whining and Dieing}:psycho treatment
ample ramble
Does anybody feel my pain?
I've been a widow for 16 years. Though I have moved on, now that I'm single again, sometimes, I miss my husband, especially late at night when I am alone. I think about the days, how they have passed, how much has happened... and how I am alone to enjoy them, mourn them, engage them and ignore them. Poems like this help me get through the notion that the moment his soul was set free, mine was chained to misery.
Unspoken Feelings
This poem is about the inner feelings that some of us may feel. Its more than that they are feelings that just go unsaid and as such are in a way regrets.
only i can smile...
my bad dreams..
Tears Of The Sun
The act of crying
Doubts of worth
The doubts of worth reach down deep inside, The knife to twist and slide, Your soul it darkness and clouds, Veiling with it's insidious shroud, Turns your mind to thoughts of longing, Dreams of perhaps one day belonging, Your cries for help are
wildfire
wildfires can and should be prevented throwing lit cigs out the window is just only one of the many ways humans are careless. just think before you do or don't do.
~You Dont Know Me~
Confused minds...
Others
some days I feel as if I dont exsist. I talk to people and they just go on their way as if im not even there. I just feel as if im better dead at times.
tears in the rain 5
still fighting the pain lonely and tired of the rain as sad as i ever know please take it away there's to many tears in the rain waiting for my sun to come again for a moment of peace but sadness is my embrace there's to many tears in the rain
IN MEMORY OF VICTOR
This poem was written in 2002. The purpose is self evident. Victor was a friend. In Victor I learnt a lesson that happiness, like all events under the sun, is also transient. Victor could not realise his dreams however hard he tried. Sickle Cell Anaemia is an evil that can be destroyed by the will of man. We can and should eradicate it by taking the right decisions and not allowing the chemical reactions in our brains becloud our sense of reason and responsibility to the innocent children. Let our heads control us at times at least for the sake of the children. They also deserve to be happy.
Winter's Almost Here
A Lament in the classic sense of Wasted Time and the ultimate reconciliation of the reality and cost therein.