BRIEF POETRY
Listen, I never tire of writing poetry at home, at work and in the library in the morning I take off my blanket and I inspire myself in the supermarket
Redemption
Once in the grey yearning And awful lonliness Of widowhood I thought That if a woman climbed in my bedroom window I mignt pass out. Now I know That if one did I would. consy
The wind in her hair
Oh for heavens sake..lol
My Existential Crisis 2012 [part one]
MY EXISTENTIAL CRISIS 2012 Golem Olam (or, The Necessary Myth of The Individual) Each one of us alive is collectively composing The Necessary Myth of The Individual: Every version a subversion Of everybody else's; Each one of thes
MY EXISTENTIAL CRISIS 2012 [part two]
MY EXISTENTIAL CRISIS 2012 [part two] Every Assent, A Descent The power of persuasion - the art of sorcery - wields influence only in the realm of Belief. And because to believe is to (en)force reality, alas, endlessly “force
A Yom Kippur Meditation
do not 'have' a body. I AM a body. I do not inhabit my body. I AM my body. I am not an individual. I am : divisible. I am not one. I am many. In fact, My integrity rests upon my multiplicity. My body is a composition. I am a work Of art. I am a
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TEN LINES POEM
raceday
my son was 10 when he wrote this
Should I
Shy when it comes to love! Should I?
B. C. Lovejoy!
Everyone can agree liars and fakes are no good. People who almost enjoy seeing you in agony! To them! I rise above.
Mystery Of Faith
This sonnet is just reflecting on what Christmas is.
Lifter
Partial lyrics from a time ago
dry eyes
My eyes are dry no more tears to shed as I lie here tonight in my lonely bed I close my eyes and I start to dream your warmth beside me or so it would seem my body shivers it remembers much the feel of your lips the warmth o
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
the woman from the web
once there was a woman, i talked to on the web. after weeks of talking one day we finally met petite and slender toned and fit she awoke me deep inside, i felt the stirrings in my chest of emotions i must hide. one evening we took
End of the world
All I wanna know is..."Who's comin with me?"
CHARMING WONDROUS FAR OFF
This song is a quintessence of memories of childhood, spent in the Soviet Union, of the way it used to be over there in so distant past. Won’t deny: I have nostalgic memories, from time to time, which is forgivable I hope. School years, pioneer camps, joys and sorrows, dreams children dream all over the world – no difference - haven't you all dreamed about the same?! I’ve translated from Russian the lyrics by Yu. Etnin, music is written by Ye. Krylatov, the song PREKRASNOJE DALJOKO is performed in the movie “A Visitor from Future.” You may follow the translation while listening to the song. And thank you very much – all of you – for inspiring me. If asked what poetry is I would most certainly answer: inspiration! The process of writing is what matters – forms may be far from perfect, grammar – a real disaster, style, rhythm and rhyme just hopeless – but do they really matter?!
You thought I was God...
From the time you were born, From your first cry, From that first searching look you directed at me, I knew that you thought I was God... From the first time I held you securely in my arms, From the first time I comforted your tears, From the
Forget
Its good therapy to share with a group Im told...Cheers
love me
love come without a price love me for what i am and not for money or what i look like be for real i am lonely and need real love.
LIPSTICKY KISS
Lipsticky kiss, tongue crawls intense desire enthralls a nibble sensation sprawls feeling the teeth like awls lips farewell befalls
The Comfort of Ones Heart!
Tis naught but love!
Prisoner of Love Gone By!
Tis an empty feeling in the gut!
It might be YOU
It might be you is poem about life challenges while staying away from your own home due to work and other necessities. It also talks about hope to meet someone perfect and true.
"Baking"
Hello to many of my friends here and gone, Life,s a funny thing xxSoph
mystery girl
Her portrayal in my dreams tugs at my heart strings, Playing me like Pinocchio even as my alarm rings. Looking to my left I swear I see her figure in my blinds, Only to be disappointed by the sight of various traffic signs. Now I sit at my bedsid
Curiosity.
You know when you say when you see the one you will not hesitate to jump at the gun and race to your future yet your steps are slow and small of stone to break the deal of cracking the ice cuz your frozen in time by the amazing sight you've waited for?
Show Me
Ever loved someone it hurt so bad when they walked out the door, even after you knew they lied and cheated on you? fast forward 7 years and let them in again, after they profusely said, I've changed? Only to have them do it all again... Yeah...I've been there. Now it's time for me to move on from all those men who aren't even worth the time to feel sorry for, and find me a real one. ;) Working on it. Written 12-11-12
lost in space
i am so distracted.....he he
Blaming Me & You for Letting US Go...
A sad story about somebody's love life... So we need to love at its fullest when given the chance for we can'n get back tomorrow when its gone..
Call me, call, I'm pleading you!
Music by Tatyana Snezhina, who died in summer 1995 at the age of 23 in a car accident. I have translated the lyrics written by the performer of song Alla Pugacheva. Thank you!
Know what I mean?
Hahaha. Wrote this in like high school.
Know my poetry. Aug. 8, '08.
An even older poem.
--Imperfection--
This is 1 of the first songs I ever wrote with a band called LameXname, which my brother and I formed. This song is still performed today only under the band name Age Of Reason Is Now!
Whispers in the Wind
This poem is about deep feelings for someone, and how you wish to tell that someone how you feel. I wrote it after meeting a wonderful young woman, who i later lost to time and distraction. But i finished it, and kept it in my files, to remind me of taking a chance on someone new, and seizing the moment.
Undertow
I hope everyone that reads this is having a really good day. And if you are not, just know that in every minute that passes you have an opportunity to change that… Cheers
Entirety
Over heard two women talking
The Wetness of your Kiss!
Kisses are soft flowered petals from the heart!
Come in from the rain dear poets..
The clouds have showered your affections and your audience has taken cover.. Pithy words were seen in mud puddles and splashed on unforgiving hearts The wise, the good, and the beautiful took shelter in dank caves Come in my friends, warm your
12/12/12 ... 12:12:12pm
Today is the day. The same as the year , as well as the month. 12/12/12 Dont forget the time will duplicate the act with it's hour,minute and second... 12:12:12pm so special is this I would say,
rhyme an reason
for my love ........
Carol singers
Carol singers Knock at the door, “Christmas cheer, not round here” Move along and get “stick your Christmas song” Try again but knock and knock all in vain Try another “do I look like a Christmas lover? your mother!” Another door “Stick you Ch