New start
H E A R T A C H E I S G O N E The weight that once held me down, Now lifted, I'm no longer bound, The pain that once consumed my heart, Has faded, and I have a new start. The memories that once brought me pain, Are now jus
Surrender to.all.my Faults
Surrender to all my Faults Life is like a jungle You just never know who you'll meet I'm.a lier a murder and a cheat I wonder what people will think I.murdered little children With tiny little feet I.dont ask for your pardon Just to.liste
I will always love you
Just love. Feelings engraved in the past, lurks once in a while and just make me nostalgic but never cynical nor regretful. Always thankful. Hello everyone. Thanks all for your reads and comments.
LOVE BLEEDS
This poem is about confession and forgiveness .. About how we sometimes hurt the ones we love, and plead for forgiveness.. Hoping to regain our place of " Love " once more, in their hearts. About how a woman (me) fell from grace. In this case I was speaking to the God of my heart ..... GOD himself, because God IS LOVE and the expression of the Truest and most Pure Love in all its forms. The " Arrow " represents the hurt or injury that I had incurred on the other individual, GOD. "THE PRICE" to be paid, is a life without Love, Without GOD, whose son Jesus Christ,was crusified and hung on the cross, bleeding to pay the price for all the sins of mankind. In this poem I had denied GOD ( My Sin ), and was pleading for forgiveness. To " Drink The Blood That I Did I Did Drain", Is to take communion, to partake of the blood Jesus Christ shed on the cross for the sins of mankind.. to take back the denial. To repent. That I will not leave Love bleeding, to have been crusified for nothing. " I'd Give My Soul, I'd Give It Twice " is to offer up what is most valuable in a human being, what is the most valuable of me, and the only sacrifice acceptable .. My Love! My Soul! " Oh Love .. if you do not remain, I'll never breathe a breath again " means that without Love and Forgivenes , I will surely die. And Finally, to repeat the very first verse of the poem again, is to confess my wrong doing.
Art of war IV
Ten long years, Since i knew where i wasn't. Since the plan was foiled. Since instance swallowed me. I don't know where i am. I live and fight every day, to get back to, i dont know where. Its not here. Solitude at sea. I love the p
Liebes Gedicht
Ich liebve es
CURE-ALL
Alas the implacable enemy of man is not himself but what he thinks he ought to be What he had done but shouldn’t have done makes what he didn’t do but should have done pale If life were only just he would be able to edit con
Please come back
Dedicated to one I have offended
Lord forgive us
Have mercy on me Lord. Because of me, you suffered.
This won't work!
It seems that the only way forward is to go back, When things were simple, no attack, too many Freedoms mean too many hurts, too many dies, Too many cries, It’s a strange analogy between then and now, Progress means we don’t know how, We ne
In your shadow
To one who knows
How Tender Is Thy Mercy
Observations of life and faith.......create its own kind of poetry quite naturally
Regeneration!
There’s a sadness in being, a sadness in seeing Our creation decline, Twas not your vision nor twas not mine, But we will begin again as we have before, And once again, hope for more.
No Blame!
I’m like this because of you, I’m like this because you Never saw it through, I’m like this because the Winter Sun never shone! I’m like this because my flowers died and left me Traumatised, I’m like this because you were never here, to hold
New!
What can you do to create a new you? Listen.....L Observe....O Verify........V Engage........E Herein endeth the lesson!
NEW?
So, imagination IS creation, I imagined you, you imagined me and that is what we see, Simple at first, but complex over eternity!, constant imagination creates complication, And now, we find ourselves HERE, in constant fear, of life and new creat
Who Knew?
Who decides?, who hides?, who becomes the leader?. Who becomes the feeder? Who creates the fear?, Someone near?, Who knew?, not me or you?, who knew? Who knew that we'd be here?, who knew?, who shed a tear? No one knew, this lasts for e
Tomorrow? Maybe!
Tomorrow is the start of what we want to be, tomorrow is the future, tomorrow is the key, And all that life has shown me, and all I want to see, is for tomorrow to make a difference, and that tomorrow may make.................sense!
The Game
Sitting here waiting for the day, the price I may pay, Age old, not knowing how this came be, I cannot see, For once I was young, seems like yesterday, where life went I cannot say, Life is gone in blink, before you can think, It's over
Be you always!
The guarantee of non existance when it hits you between the eyes, makes you realise, that the games we play in our so called lives, well, it's all just lies. Of course we will end, my friend, and when you know just where you go, a
You like poems (when the soul leaves the conscience)
I think I stole this one from sombody.
Try. Try. Try. .Try
Try. Try. Try try
~A Promise of Prose~
What a phoqued up world and way too many just sit back and say nothing. Then point fingers.
Though of the day
Accept is the key Let go is the lock Together they open doors
WORDS....
Friend...lover or foe....
HOW DO I FORGIVE ME?
You helped me up I knew you cared You gave me your trust I shouted out loud threw it away left it between us broken I am lost lost lost at that moment Broken trust, seeds in the dirt I don't know how to make them grow Oh, what di
Moving...
I went back to him again. How could I be that silly? Finally the love I had for him is gone. Since July 2019 I've moved 20 + times! Back and forth to him. I've learnt a lot, that's always a bonus... At last I've come to my senses...and I've forgiven him and myself, thank God...??
Just Imagine
Imagine we are just a thought? What would you be?, A millonaire?, A captain at sea?,,, Anything you wanted to be, to fly to the stars?, to land on the moon?, or to be with someone you love? too soon?,,life is not wrong, or its not right
I’ve seen the ..........
A very old mate I haven’t spoken to for a long time ........
After the war
thinking about the Gatsby era
The world in darkness
Embrace Light.
Time to reflect.
Desist! resist! for we dare not fall into this wayward quest, hearts broken in foolish folly, love scorned as life persists and all for what?, tis better to be than not to be, to find ourselves and not misery, so, friend or foe it matter not, for whe
To Find What's Left
* I'm not religious, in the least (hardly). I merely feel the Energy must dissipate somewhere when we "die".
Reconciliation
A play on big words commenting about all the current diplomacy going on the big geopolitical world stage!! It's always better to reconcile our differences in the search for peace.
Ice cream, just ice cream
it is about now.
I am a sinner
My prayers
The young!
The young, what can you say? naive and innocent, and damm frustrating, no sense of life, always rushing in, and they know it all, until they fall, and then they ask for assistance, they show (this time) no resistance, so we help them up, (again) and
Its a whole new world {hopefully]
A prison ship in the vastness of space, prisoners all, the human race, illusions of freedom to keep all blind, no truth allowed, there's nothing to find, only rules and regulations, laws for populations, to think is frowned upon, verbalise or analys
Wonder
I wrote this , when I was about 30 yr's old. I was disappointed with the school systems of America. The way student's were being conditioned to be better citizens . For lack of a more stringent argument. Oh by the way Happy Columbus Day . Did I make my Point?
Lost and Found
The value one places on oneself is never dependent on others.
FAMILY
The family,,, they are there,, they expect something that i dont know,, i never ask for anything,,but they expect soo much,,, I dont know why,,im just me,,,i wish they couldl see,, they are just different to me, please leave me alone, let me be.
Poets, who
I walked into a world of diversity, easy to see, do you agree?, is it you or is it me? You don't like what I write?, should I stop? or ignite a new way to be? to read without criticism, can you see? This place is for words that are heartfelt and
RE: Red tears of Dawn
Ty Poet1..' Noted well my friend..Life is a two-edged sword....
RE: Dedication: For My Horse Rebel
Thanks for that...
RE: my heart betrayed
thank you happy go lucky the gut sometimes senses a betrayal to your heart thank you for your time...
RE: my past woman
Poetnumber1 thanks dear friend for ur comment,i always like ur poetry too...
RE: its a dogs life
Oh Serpico...wonderful and so different to your usual poems...I was giggling all the time...Niah's brother a brindle GreatDane black base rusty markings made him a pet no show dog. Oban was handsome and gentle. Let off the lead to run on a beautiful...
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