Prayer
Written by Ilya Chavchavadze - the great Georgian poet . Thank you, dear poets, for inspiring me with your poetry!
Another Time Or Other Place
#1 Hi to ya all, this is my very first try at writing a poem, so if the structure and technique is not right, please don't shoot me. It is dedicated to a girl I once loved. A young love so true, but forbidden by the circumstances of the time.
Possession!
Merger of the sexes!
HAPPINESS (Acrostic)
I wish to challenge others to write and post an acrostic on a theme of their choice. I dedicate this challenge to GingerGee.
the wreck of the catherine anne
fragments of stories half heard in the inn awoke in me fires stoked by the gin catherine anne moored in secret twilight buckled neath bullion jewelled to it's height a vast templar treasure won by the blade fortunes were lost to gre
WOMAN
Woman is a piece made for my adopted mother.
The forgotten generation!
This Poem is about the old generation in Finland,about the People,that faced the war against Soviet Union and the next generation,that is my generation.....we did not start the war,but in the end,they made us Finns the war criminals and they took a lot of Land from us and also we had to pay almost an impossible amount in products,what we was sending with trains to them. We had no choice,as our independence was on stake....12 to 16 hours every day,the food we got with coupons only. We had to put up a completely new industry and thank's to USA,they lend us Money,we was able to do the task. When the last Train went over the border to Soviet Union,we knew,that we had done it and we was a free country and in the same time we had available a heavy industry and we could export and make big profit after that. Finland rose like a Fenix from the ashes and in the next 10-15 years with still hard working People we we made one of the best Countries in the world to live in...we just made it to the top. But little by little,the younger generation,that did not know and did not care about the hardship we older generation had gone trough,just start to destroy the fruits we had done for them and in these days,there are almost nothing left of the brightness from before. All to that,the old generations are now retired and many in old peoples Home,where children have forget them almost completely....many retired people live with a daily porridge and forgotten by them self....all to that, in the old Peoples home,the more weak one are left in alone in the bed for 5-6 days in their own urinate and excrement ....nobody really care about them and one lady show in public how her Father had about 2 inch long nails on his foots.....she also told,that she had change him to different homes several times and in every place,there have been no care. When the Refugees came in,they was giving good food and care,but nobody care about the old People.....they collected Phones,computers and good cloths for the Refugees,but the Old People live with so little social support,that many of them don't have any Phones or for sure no computers....in fact it is so bad situation,that every time I hear about it,I"m in tears. These old People,that faced the almost impossible hardship in the war and soon after that,is again in the end of their life facing similar almost impossible hardship.....many People support heavily the Tomcat refugees,that have run over the border to Finland and when I came up with the opinion in FB,that they should also help and support their own old People in their horrible situation,then they cut me out from their friends list. This is why this Poem realized it self from my Heart and it is telling how I feel about the Fate of the,"Forgotten Generation".
all the better
I need to ask those questions Before opening up my heart Why are you such a good listener? My! what big ears you have. Why do I fall into your eyes? Why do they fill me up with love? why are you're eyes so beautiful? My! What big eyes y
DAWN LIGHTS...
You can lie in wait for the explosion of light....which is always spectacular yet brief.....
TEARS =THOUGHTS PERSONIFIED
MY FORMULA OF TEARS
Freedom's Hymn
This is the translation of lyrics to the song, which I have attached for your pleasure!
Forever loving
Sounds of a great mountain roar trembling echoes a shaking voice, flooding down the face a river of tears inside each drop treasured sparkling crystals pearl jewels weep. Brings new life honey as joy sweetly blushing desires your bea
MY DEAR SWEET SISTER ANNETTE
MY SISTER GOT KILLED ON JUNE 10TH OF THIS YEAR.SHE WAS MURDERED BY A MAN WHO CLAIMED TO LOVE HER.IT HURT ME SO BAD THAT I COULD NOT EVEN GO VEIW HER BODY OR ATTEND THE FUNERAL EITHER.I PRAYED TO GOD TO PLEASE HELP ME DEAL WITH THIS.ONE NIGHT I WAS GOING THROUGH SOMETHING I COULD NOT GET HER OFF OF MY MIND ,SO I GRABBED A PEN AND PAPER AND STARTED WRITING FROM MY HEART.IT HELPED AFTERWARDS BUT I WILL ALWAYS MISS HER BECAUSE I RAISED HER HER ALONG WITH SIX MORE BROTHERS AND SISTERS.
Lover (Cinquain)
Trying a new format, a Cinquain, this is what came of my first attempt.
cookin' up enough
it's all in how it's spread out... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stone_soup
right vs wrong…
if you’re ‘right’, someone has to be ‘wrong’, not so long ago we were burnt at the stake for being wrong, now, that is not right, well, what changed that right to a wrong? a simple change of thought-bundles… so, we now have the current se
when your're broken
just a thought thanks all for your read
Slightly Cloudy
Slightly cloudy with a chance of rain Dismal skies colored in gray Gently pierced by flaming swords of a hidden sun Where inspiration has gathered my strength to move
Ecliptic Silence
Lyric
Uplifting Moments....
a walk in a dense wood
She has a name
I thank God for his grace to write something like this. I felt like I was transported to third heaven and came back with this message. Love, Cafe
Waiting At The Door
Yesterday is a lifetime Today was my friend for an hour Tomorrow's always waiting at the door I've been wading through the water And the tide keeps bringing me back to yesterday I've forgotten what I was looking for And tomorrow's always wai
long time no see...........
I come here just want to see if I can still read, type, think in English the lanuguge I love best Long time no see my favourite website I miss you so much I am afraid of you so much Here is just like heaven Here is just like hell Here
Trust
do you ever hear your name being called turn to find the source is no where at all just another case of the unexplained just another makings of some cantrip do you ever find you're shaking inside your hands seem to work without rhyme o
<3 MADDYmaddy <3 Antares <3
<3 MADDYmaddy <3 Antares <3 1-One Special Girl Indeed Ever-Since We've Been Together We're Full Of Chemistry-> She Says, "I Can Be Heavy, With Bi-Polar Tendencies." But She Likes Her Men-Musicians And Those With Artistry-> So I Ask Your H
Festive Greeting not a poem
Enjoy your Festive Holiday May your New Year wishes come true hugs
LOVE
experienced in this field 2006/28/10 Redo-2/16/23
Lunchtime Break Up
It’s not you, It’s me. It’s not the right time. More wine? Can’t explain why. Please don’t cry. They said to break the news in a public place. Now the mascara is running down her face. Don’t send the waiter away. We’re going to
Towards the Inside
suns gone down..moon arising A cool spring evening of mental rambling SS xx
a loud WISPER of silence
I work at a nursing home and get to know my patients. I had a patient who stated no one heard or noticed her but me.
Drawing dream love
Water dripping mist a shawl falling over embracing love you got me honey all tied up smiling one gem treasured gift together a great ocean wave sugar tasting desires moistly lips blushing strawberry passion kiss Apple of the eye burnin
The Machine
“A great civilization is not conquered from without until it has destroyed itself from within.” ~ Ariel Durant ~ Im sure some can appreciate the significance of the film "Metropolis". A silent classic before its time and inspired this write. Enjoy and Cheers
recycled in love
just falling in love maybe?
THANKS MOM !
Changes made today. Found in my notes'.
Music
I love music and was a D.J. a few years back and may take it up again one day so a little poem for my dear friend Music
Untill we meet again
For those i love.... and those who love me. I could not say goodbye to you reasons why i slipped away, i hung on untill my favourite time the eve before christmas day. But do not let my passing sadden this season between your tears remembe
Women
A gift from God holding the right side of man one companion blushing Heaven's sky sweet rose From the garden of Eden under a tree branches spring fountain of youth you bore the fruit of our very existence Castles where built crowning your h
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Helps get money
Without a Trace....
When my time comes to depart this life, Inhumanity will be one of the reasons I won't mind leaving.
Remember the trojan horse (s/c)
REPOSTED For Author CHRISTIAN22(my husband, a poet, who no longer has a profile here)
Empyrean
To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders ~Lao Tzu~
Oh.........
Kathy is doing another stint in NZ to help her daughter ..........she has been gone way too long .