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Now which one would you think would be the infamous chair that even Napoleon sat the night before his defeat? Trivia. . . its a real story and rumours has it that it is sold to a private collector for 100,000 pounds in the mid 19th century Had a special poem just for Halloween,but i don't think i could get it up coz still not even half done yet,so this is a good ghost story for this trick and treat night. . .. Happy Halloween to all Poets from Ancient Bullman
This poem is not entirely 100% mine. This was "inspired" by many sources. Folklore, Religion, love, death, and of course other people and wrapped up with my own experience. So there's no exact artist, but I should get atleast a little credit on putting all of it together in a more presentable format. I am sure this poem will undoubtedly play the strings of your own heart.
I than looked up to the heavenly sky, but temptation burned my wings before I learned to fly So then I fell deeply into those quiet somber nights There I found my heart was blistered and my mouth tongue twisted and tied
It's way past midnight no birthday bells just the arrival of another day.. Maybe a fresh start my woman is mad at me over someth
I dont feel very well today!!, nah! I am cushty!! (thats English slang for feeling good!), just a poem about personal despair and how some just retreat in this life.
lately very disappointed with some events taking place elsewhere, its affected my morale badly, Alas this is my Masterpiece! my very last composed one. if something goes right in your life you can take comfort and strength from there, when nothing seem to go brightly or boost your confidence, it takes a Hell of a beating and the last straw would be jumping off a bridge. . . not me, not even good enough to do it when depression hits, i fight it back by listening to music. its not working this time. . . the good news is more time to comment.
While most people consider a Scorpio to be a venomous creature, the true power of a Scorpio lies in healing and spreading peace. What you see is what you get with this woman! There is no pretense about Scorpio Woman!
Was it a dream?
Campbells and winchesters, Dean,sam and John, Together they are the Hunters, Of the unknown Supernaturals. http://photos.connectingsingles.com/blogs/9/blog1a04d
After the sun sets....
From far away the world sees the video westerner's beheaded a mother's tear drops far away the house is weeping mother I love you I kiss the m
Blackpool (Lancashire) - Legend has it on stormy nights, a town lost off the coast of Blackpool many years ago, the bells can be heard ringing on stormy nights. Fastinating stuff because this part of England is my family's ancestrial home. :))
This is based on real people who have won the lottery and 90 percent of all football athletes who end up blowing their millions on frivolous things like limos, private jets, and fancy meals.
how so many feel at times, but for someone who lives it for years it must be like a living hell, and there are people like this out there, I knew one once:-)
This haunted temple of mine inside is just a spirit prison... Housing cold dark spirits that control my every thought... I have not chosen these frozen and unholy written visions... And though I'm blessed, I am a mess, and thoroughly possessed...
I love being a miserable git!!!
I hate you, hate is nothing new. I will destroy you, what does that mean if true? I will get you, what if i will not have you? I will kill you, death that one never knew. I will bury you, someone will bury you too. Hate, destroy, get, kill and bury
Carla...
Okay, enough for tonight...A little tipsy, time to relax..lol
Hear the babies Cries!
jealousy chokes any relationship
The ancients gods can sing and dance The modern ones can speak in tongues And none of them wants marbles When gold is what they are after Help the poor with treats But give the rich their banquet Show your face in charities But ming
Originally published as: "The Succubus (She Devil)"
Sunday morning poem..Happy Sunday!
Shoulder to shoulder Army and Marines 21st century soldier lethal killing machines Were to take this strong hold and set nations free Starting with ridding this city from insurgent filled streets Gave civilians early warning tomorrow we'll invade
Fear not,,....
When even the heat of the sun cannot warm my cold heart...
days of the early sanitorium's.
The greatest test of courage on earth is to bear defeat without losing heart. ~ Robert Green Ingersoll ~ I wrote this some time ago. I wasn't going to post it and dilute the positive vibes, but everyday the words echoed so I decided to share. I'll be back with my rhinoceros though…Cheers
cried in hurt on christmas alone slowly i will take my poetry of site you have all been great friends i will answer everyone i loved your company but my heads not in the right place happy christmas everyone and have a wonderful new year love liam
You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul. ~Swami Vivekananda ~
Well , a broken soul has no purpose , nor does it have true meaning,you can't compare a broken soul to a broken heart there is no parts to mend the soul was created to heal the mind and body it's free a spirt that can never be free, a bird that is b
There can be no pleasure without pain.
To you black rose Look deep into the centre The very inner depth colourless beauty From a pack of lies Left with the thorns, scratching my inner body In agony I howl Killing me slowly Eating the soul in me coloured dark li
I read 'secrets' and could't help myself to comment on it
sun as it fell fell right into the moon wind blowing strong while the seasons in bloom. witch on her stick curdles the sky clouds in reform in plethera pass by. stars are in spot as they freckle the black pushing the moon as our world
Today is the day I acknowledge my own defeat My struggle within has come to a hault as I finally see That a world so beautiful has its shades of gray And if you let it, it'll rip your soul til nothing else remains I have loved blindly and I have
In 1845 more than 1 million people died in Ireland from starvation when blight disease wiped out the potatoe crop. At the time Ireland was under British rule and suffered much oppression. To the present day the population hasn't recovered.
There was a time it was easy to surrender to things that weren't worthy of my surrender, but fighting hell has made me what I am ~Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~
Hope Lives!
I whispered into the emptiness afraid of what I'm might hear But even more afraid that there would be nothing there My shadow casted fear and gave a reason for my pain
For whatever it's worth. Thanks all for reading
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Thanks ELO rob...
WONDERFUL!WHO CAN COMPARE? Thank you Cafe for this....
I really liked this poam. i have a song called "SUCCUBUS" which i wrote in 2011, i was thinking about posting it on here. but i wasnt sure if i should. but. maybe i will tonight......
online today!Perfectly beautiful, thank you for sharing this...
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