the wilted rose
In a vase on the shelf is a rose Its been there for a long time Was bought by me for my true love but now shes no longer mine When I bought her the rose she still loved me Now it seems like forever ago It was in the last week of summer
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For Our History, As Well As Our Future.
Open Wide
What exactly will it take for eyes to open wide ? To finally see the truth behind the lies with which we're plied To light the fire that melts the chains with which we're pacified To find the unity and love we're constantly denied Lacking menta
DREAMWOLFS SONG
this is my biography(gulp)....all about me in a nutshell...now u know.
Rain
I am a farmer I wrote this during a drought is lyrics for a song as well as a poem.
It is Not Because
It is more about friendship, true friendship is nice to have, especially for a mainly loner like me.
I Finally Found Her!!
How beautiful you are overwhelms me and your voice gives me chills. It is sweet music to my ears and hearing your laugh gives me a thrill. I have to be dreaming. This can not be real. Your the most amazing girl in the world and words cannot describ
MEANT TO BE...
SOMETIMES TWO PEOPLE FROM DIFFERENT WORKS OF LIFE AND BACKGROUND MEET AND FIND OUT THEY HAVE THINGS IN COMMON
I Give Up
I give up on you, on us, on me. I give up on love, on life, on hope. I give up on care, on want, on need. I give up on God, on Jesus, on faith. I accept the dark, the death, the end.
" Lost Seashore"
My childhood was left behind Now i am an old man Forgiving mankind i do my utmost as i can Love laces in order to bind Sometimes i feel like an icy pan Human touch that i don´t find... Maybe i am your unknown fan You know you aren´t mine
old man........
Random act of kindness...........the response was priceless
dust into ghost
just to get people to smile
My kind
Ive looked for a long time trying to find A love that's true and always kind One kiss is sure to remind She's running circles inside my mind Round and round I'm trailing behind Can we do this again back it up and rewind My kind of lady Never a
Looking back
It's been a while since I slept in my bed I can't get over my pillow under another mans head Still holding on to all the things you said On me you surely did tread A broken home is always there to remind I took down your pictures to keep you o
Roll call
Everybody does there role Just to climb the totem pole You played the part of the b*tch You run your mouth and always snitch Born to bite gonna make it itch Your main priority is to become rich Get in line - this is the roll call You will l
A new day is coming
A new day is coming or should I say it's already here They've come to take peace from the world until we are living in fear Hiding behind a mask never showing there face Here for the glory but they will find disgrace If you don't go with the flow
Call of the Wild
Fiery nostrils flaring, sniffing for danger the mustang checks throughout his kingdom he can smell something, a stranger eyes glinting he heads for freedom He stands in silhouette at the top of the hill and screams his defiance for all to hea
SO HERE'S YOUR BOUQUET OKAY?
THIS IS A POEM
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...
When Angels Smile
I'm not sure, but I've been told that there is a city of lights pressed between the folds of eternity where paths cross in angelic bliss Perhaps I've dared to think of such things as I walk through this world so dimly lit A glimspe of a worl
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arrows through the moon she wept secrets in garden never kept tell by twist of winds adept seeds of thought had swept and colors beneath the earth had slept like the gods of Pandora's dreams in painted flowers
Hope
based on conversation with a friend
Under pressure
Under pressure the team of construction workers continue there journey to finish the school and have it ready for the children and the caretakers desperately clean dust wax and clear the way return the furniture to the proper floors God bless the beasts and the children
Geometry
The man is sick as a result of the Sun. The table is split as a result of the Sun. The man and the table are results of sunlight. I have, as a result, drunk water. The woman has not touched the significance of the water. I do not know anything.
L-E-A-V-E
Following thirty years of power building, rife with billions taken from the people, land and life Soles now upturned facing toward heaven’s light LEAVE spelling out dis- respect through all the strife A nation’s self-portrait Tahrir Squa
What happened to my little corner?
Just some thoughts about the drama recently on here. This is my online refuge especially after a long day. I enjoy reading the poems by the very talented poets(male and female). Let's be gentle with one another as we are each on life's journey and we all need to help one another.
The splash of raindrops
Looking out through my window at the rain, I pondered what it would be like to walk through woodland, and came up with this poem.
smmer heat
meditative reflection of living daily life. I felt inspired to share these reflections in hope of some one else being enlightened.
WHISPER A PRAYER
Just to say that there is a God who loves us and is eager to hear our prayers. and wants to spend time alone with you.
The Moon
This poem is my idea of how the moon finds the strength to rise every night to give her light to the world. She hopes and takes pleasure in love.
Within the river of dreams
Within the river of dreams see how they flow gently in silver streams The flow of life ever changing Circumstances rearranging Though at times it feels life around us is in a mad race While other moments it freezes in dead space T
Soul
just is
EMMA
E rased from my heart all women are M y graceful queen you brought me this far M oments of life I'll never forget A nd that deep love I once met.
playing a heart tune
Sitting on the bonnie banks o Loch Lomond alone whistling staring across plays this tune on deep reflections gently tugging upon heart strings softly within bells begin ringing emotions rejoice dropping the draw bridge g
returning woman
Woman of yesterday walk through my mind stirring the cobwebs fanning the flame turning the key once again open the door she enters in looks to rekindle something that once was eons ago regrets and sorrows she lays before you rich as t
RAIN
WAS IT REAL OR A SWEET DREAM
a blessing
For the Peace Makers......
Poets Exist
wrote about how poets get insight.
Whats Left
whats in me
1037.5 Mph
As the sun sets on another day Nature makes her grand display Clouds like fire across the sky Soft white cotton floating by Such beauty in a fleet
DARKNESS TO LIGHT
4/9/2023: Another Easter has arrived and he has given this World so many chances. Will we have one more year of chances? Orig. message: Recently saw the movie "Risen" and it inspired me to write this poem. I usually like to write something light and more about nature. However, Palm Sunday - Good Friday - and Easter are coming up and I wanted to do something in honor of all the suffering my Lord and Savior went through and just how big a deal it was for all of Mankind. Thank you for reading even if it wasn't quite your cup of tea.
MY LOVE WAS LOST
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