Let's talk about women
What say ye about the feline persuasion? Do they swish when they twitch those shoulders? Or do they twitch when they swish? Do they move to some groove or do they groove to some move? Is there a scientific formula for the timing of a smile?
Mistakes (with extreme poetic licence)
I have taken extreme poetic licence to the nt degree ... this is not an actual life ... at least none I am aware of
My Child
My daughter lost her way with Christ.
Y O U..
Thank you GOD
When u want someone to love you.
It is based on love we show to people and the purpose of creator creating us.
When it rains
Every time it reallly rains out there , i recollect i waited for her by the door...
Superwoman
Like a woman, I learnt to carry myself, Long before fully grasping what it means to be a woman. Like women do, I often glance at my mirror not recognising the woman on the other side. My eyes meet her eyes and tears that sting like acid rai
The Coming of Spring
Spring is just around the bend. Look at how all the stars have shifted in the night sky!
God's Way
Look into my face and you will see a different kind of women sitting in front of thee. Time has made me come into my own. A women all on her own for all to see how beautiful i am now. At a glance you might not know, but i am here to
God's Way
Look into my face and you will see a different kind of women sitting in front of thee. Time has made me come into my own. A women all on her own for all to see how beautiful i am now. At a glance you might not know, but i am here to
Love is a verb
This is about the simplicity and dexterity of love. Positive and negative.
Do you love me (yes or no)
Question of love thoughts insights and wonder.
An ode to lost love (bedroom to bus stop)
This poem represents my ex who cheated on me last year
Thought being nice made you cool (guess im a fool)
This is a poem I wrote regarding being nice to people I guess being nice can be a waste of time, sort of discouraging reaching out when I have so much to give.
sometimes I just need a huge hug.
This is another of my poems it's really self explanatory Taken from my poetry pages on hubpages.com http://markpsychedlic.hubpages.com/
Rest Home Dilemma
A lonely old man In his rocking chair. He just rocks And he goes nowhere. He'll look at you With a glassy stare. The sight of him Is hard to bear. He lost his love Of many years. His bloodshot eyes Are filled with tears. He hardly knows
Dust to Dust.
This is how I feel my darkest poetry begins to scramble across the page...
All different but the same.
This is a poem about the many facades of people.
Guinevere and Lancelot ~ Two Love Sonnets
My Love, Lancelot My Knight thou art my love, my life, my sin Thy love's a guiding light, the brightest star Ethereal thy touch, like Angel's wing Thy fiery glance, embracement from afar This heart is thine forever and a day Thou holds upon t
When burdens weigh heavy upon your chest
It's painful to watch someone you love go through tough times, especially when you've been there before... This is for my best friend, who's always been my friend, my lover, and my confidant...
are u there?
are u there i ask... i begin to wounder... desprite they say, no not desprite, lonely,lost alone.... are u there? hello? she not reply, they never seem to, 10 years just me alone and sad, nice, kind, gentile gaint, puggy
kicking back
Sitting on my porch having a beer In the distance the waves I hear This spot I have found Is rare and I have been around Ive travelled afar but nothing compares at hand To the peace and beauty Ive found the good land Its a magical place
Atomic Anticipation
When you burn a fever for your lover...
Dinning just for Two!
Anyone seeking a romantic dinner for two!
The Symbol Of Gods
My first poem for February, I based this on religion, something different and the power of money, yes you might call this a mixed bag so please enjoy...."The Symbol Of Gods" Editor: Marikia (Written...January 2013)
ENDLESS
yessss,I said endless love but it sees I loved wrong person or I was a wrong person for her, finally finished...
HOW BEAUTIFUL TO LOVE YOU
i had never guessed that this love story would have been finished oneday when I was writing this poem, but, finished
Have you seen the old man.
This is a poem I wrote about the dispossessed, the vagrant, the unknown lonely soul who haunts the streets of anytown we've all seen them walked past them but how many remember them, we could be that person if circumstances were different.
Acting the billy. (drug induced poem)
This is a poem written by a very close friend of mine who is now deceased.
You left me, sweet, two legacies
by Emily Dickinson
Man of today
The nature of man in the recent world.
Love
Something about love
Ink upon my finger.
This poem describes my feelings towards other people who I consider selfish and don't give a damn I don't care if you don't like my poetry or how deep I can go with emotionalism we don't all have happy stuff to write some of us are scared with life and my words pull no punches.
You never came
Sometime we wait for a face , sometime we wait for a sound , sometime we wait for a touch in silent DEW...all life long...
We walk together...
Walk with me, the path of life, to explore every bend of the road Enjoy with me the beauty of life, along its wonderful way Find comfort with me, in each other's arms, when grief crosses our path Find strength with me, in each other's strengt
Alpha And Omega
This poem is my perception of the life and afterlife of man, are we here or are we yet to come,see what your views are regarding my ideas... "Alpha And Omega" Editor: Marikia (Written January 2013)
AUSTRALIANS !!!
They might need Cheering Up ???
The Triangle Of Mystery
I have always loved hearing stories based on facts and events surrounding the Devil's/Bermuda Triangle so I will interpret my own spin on some of these events, my words are my own but these events really did take place in Bermuda, so journey back to Bermuda and.... "The Triangle Of Mystery" Edited: Marikia (Written January 2013)
The pit has been dark.
This is a song written by me just wish someone would put it to music, the music required for this song needs to be rock or blues if you have a guitar pick it up and thrash it out to these lyrics.
Alone in the attic (childhood memory aged 5)
This poem reflects my plight at the age of 5, I was taken from my mother by my father to an unknown address miles from my family home after my mother was taken into hospital for being kicked in the stomach by my father when she was 8 months pregnant resulting in a miscarriage, then I was told my mother was dead (she wasn't) and lived with my father's new family and 6 children who bullied and abused me, after 11 months my father returned me to my grandma and I was taken into care finally returned to my mother when I was 7 years old.
A special world
I wrote this poem telling my future lover I will meet in this site that this can be our special world.
Living backwards looking forward.
This poem shows my views on life in general, we try to reach out for an uncertain future believing various fallacies will bring us through, religion, hope, faith, belief, are not written in stone we make our own way in life and the direction we take is always unfamiliar as the promises of tomorrow brings, afterall tomorrow never comes, we live in an eternal present with only our past to guide us.