FRANK WENT MISSING AT KILLBEG POINT .
I would like this one to be put to music...is there any takers out there.
WAR.
War the provider of wealth for the few, death and disfigurement for the many, have we not got enough 'war cemetaries'?
Dark and warm
lost electricity 2 days in a row
Horses and chains
haha it's dark! I usually write what I'm feeling. Hmmm when I read it now...I think that this is what a person would feel like if they kept there emotions bottled up and never stood up to someone. And I'm not sure what else to say about it.
Busy
There was a time when she could not get her fill Those phone calls were ever such a thrill Now even though he still paid the bill Talking to him was like taking a pill To make those calls she had not the will Once he was her turtle dove She p
Torn Innocence
This was written when I turned 17. Look deeply into the words and you will understand..
i can be found
In the shaky silence I can be found Trying to find my way out of this maze of neverending darkness On the cold hard ground I can be found beating at the chains that hold me down In my mind I can be found fighting with deamons of my past
Penniless Bench
Reflective of many , old and downtrodden folks who have once served in wartime only to be left behind by an ungrateful nation. Sad but all too true.....
I AM LOST
i am in pain and lost
Freedom Ahead
For today i sit here and think and wonder why the world causes you pain so all you seem to do is fall apart and feel like you are gonna die. I want to figure out the reason why i can not handle the pain no more it grows to fast inside o
THE FINAL REALIZATION
I have written this poem as an old man who is not happy with the way he has lived his life and now he wants to apologize for the wrong things he has done...
The Graveyard
A poem I wrote when I was 20 years old.
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..
Becoz of You
This is a sad peom of someone who truly broke my heart
-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
Melancholia
Total stress in my duress, i scream in fury bring on the jury. Mental pain upon my heart is stained. Drowned in tears- what do i fear?! Not trying hard, no sing the bard. Weary I stand and try to hold your hand. I'm not sure there i
Sandusky
Well you pervert your time has come. Your love of little boys all but done A prison soon you be going Oh my the imates will have fun Sandusky I dont feel sorry for you your the tickle monster thats true when they slam that cell door you
Prison of the Mind
locked into this black darkness no escape i must confess beautiful light come to me now for this heavy weight makes me bow sunshine only in my dreams been wishing forever it seems shackled dreams of sweet freedom my tormented mind just ru
I want to die
not literally die just find her and collapse in her arms for the night.
Talk to me
sometimes silence just destroys me ...
A Note to Princesses
One of the many poems inspired by that which I cannot have.
Little Serena
This poem is dedicated to my niece who has down syndrome. When I heard of the premature delivery, I lost my way to the hospital. I was obviously upset. And now, just plain sad.
Pitiful, Beautiful
Long nights and bright days we were an accident waiting to happen you never ceased to amaze such lust to be gotten So I got you, you got me Never really having each other There is no room for us three True love does not smother
An Angels Shame
Angel has been burned. Falling with smoking wings. Earthbound she is spurned. On and on till it stings. Heaven forgets her face. As she crashes into ground. With outstretched arms knowing, She'll never be found. And yet, No one cries for
The Dark Side of Me
Why am I not enough? Why must you seek beyond? It's all in you hands, And still you break that bond. When did I fade from you, Like an apparition in the wind? When will the final blow, Make it impossible to mend? Somewhere in the darkness
She Just Wants to Sleep
Why would she sleep While the sun is so bright. Why does she so want Her days turned to night. As much as she suffers How could she forget That the best of her days Haven’t come to her yet. She said in her sleep She will dream about me.
My Faith
To love and loose we sometimes gain, the future becomes a gentle rain. A wind that blows you feel so near, that's why sometimes I shed a tear. The night becomes a task for me, to sleep an hour or maybe three. Now I search for life's treasure
The Ex
I know that we are over but I just wanted to say I gave my heart to you and you threw it away. I thought that you were wild and I knew that you were bold but how could I know your secrets? when I was never told. How could you look me in
The Way It Is
I wrote this poem after having gone through intense radiotherapy for Tongue Carcinoma and secondary neck Cancer in 2003. The pain and discomfort, as well as having to survive on liquids through a tube in my stomach for eight months was almost too much to bare. This poem reflects my thoughts at that particular stage in my life
missing pieces
we were born alone, and some of us die alone, no friends no family.many of us turn to love or companionship wanting to be hold, to be touch, the feeling of someone near how i wish you were there.
Fugitive
This poem is about my colleague who is now a fugitive. She has two toddlers. Her worthless husband who is too lazy to work had forged her signature and taken many loans from individuals. He had fled as he is unable to pay and left his wife as a ransom for his blood suckers.
spectator
there is a loneliness, like being a spectator in your own life. when you have it all, but know something is not right. the job, the house, the kids, and the beautiful wife. and you feel the joy of your children but somehow you are always an outside
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
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
Forever Will Be
Lost and insecure, wandering day and night Walking around in circles pondering Forever will be. Many times I thought how I would end up being lost and insecure, Unsure of what I desired the most could possibly ever come true. There I was ponderi
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.
inside my thoughts
This was a very confusing time for me, i had so many unanswered questions and distorted beliefs about life and myself. I was battling to sleep, crying all the time, it was a difficult time too, but thankfully, that has all gone away, as this was many years ago.
without you
This was written when i was about 21. I was deeply inlove with a certain someone, who had gone away for a very long time, and i was just completely gutted to the core, each day ripped more and more out of me.
For a star who fell-Michael Jackson
A poem for a star who fell too soon but who let many beautiful songs behind him
Ever Memorable Star !
to michale jackson
unforgetable
every time we have to understand others felings too..
Midnight Scream
Its a poem from my heart,telling men to respect women