New Start
I see children crying for their fathers dying. I see women with no dignity, I see men destroying chivalry. I see humans killing the earth and not seeing its worth. What happened to the the world it seems everything has been twirled, we could change i
morning is broken
struggling
Rainy Day
Yesterday it was a rainy day and I was recalling a memory from long ago and wanted to share it! Have a rainy or sunny day where ever you are, be kind to strangers!
MY CHERISHED PHONE
THE NEXT TIME YOU SEE A MALE, OR FEMALE, CARRESSING THEIR PHONES; REALIZE,THAT THAT THEY ARE JUST MAKING OUT, WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX!
Winters Day
Its that time of year when we move further away from the sun and days are short The weather turns cold and the colors go dormant as the leaves fall The white snow comes and clings to the bare trees and covers the brown grass and has a beauty o
Clouds and Sunshine
Some sunshine to cheer up those experiencing winter blues
vampire
You died a thousand Deaths A stake though the heart A vampire You will be no more To dust you now dwell Floating though the air Blown in the winds of time From the land Of graves Where you did dwell in your lined silk coffin You r
I See Dead People
Reading a book called Smoke Gets In Your Eyes. It is about a woman's job as an operator of a crematorium.
My lovely lady whereever you are?!
She walks like an angel Through my broken dreams Carrying hope like mail To repair loves lost seams She is not the end all and be all but the one thats getting away For her I would always fall She knows what i would say Its something prim
Canvas At Work
change of season gave me this poem
I Am
I wrote this for a contest called "I am" where the judge did not want stories just a thumb sketch.
Adriana Kabbas
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Because Greif I am still in today
This poem was written because my sister in law Pat Croston passed away last week from suicide. Pat and my brother lost there daughter 14 years ago at the age of 25. Pat never got over it.
Things Money Can Buy
I was reading a post on what money can't buy you. Manners, morals, respect, character, common sense, trust, patience, class, integrity, and love. I know from personal experience that the lack of money can make life pretty aweful. Money may not be able to buy happiness, but it sure can rent it!
For Martina - (The Starlight Glade.)
I hope this write does not offend. I do wish I had done It better, not one of my best days mentally I guess. May your light always shine Martina. Your Friend always....MIKE.
Poet to Poet 11-9-14
...who shall measure the heat and violence of the poet's heart when caught and tangled in a woman's body? ~Virginia Woolf Midday memories/ Satchmo's drea
The messenger
I do not bring the sword that has Awakened you in fearful nights But a message of love and hope And a desire to prosper you Your heart has sunken to the debths Of despair, and in your spirit you are Fallen as the eagle Your life has been deliv
To love lost...
Sometimes we just feel alone....
Mystery
Musings on the first day of snow.
The Traveller
Backwards and forwards through time he travels Each day much like the other He continues to seek but does not discover This burden is so hard to bear Now and then he passes another Also on a quest like his Eyes haunted and face so hagga
The Wheel Of Life
The wheel of life keeps turning every day Birth, life and then the subsequent decay All living things must return whence they came The pattern always remaining the same All living things start life's journey at birth Become adult through the p
Picnic
Just imagine the warm spring breeze, looking out to a wide open field surround by beautiful trees, grass so green, you can only imagine in dreams, just me and you drinking wine talking about anything. Watching a sunset that when it gets to th
The End
What if God finally gave up on us ... what if he/she decided the disease ran too deep ... interesting thought ... this is not meant to upset anyone's faith ... it is more along the lines of SF
Dragon Poems
I wrote this set of poems after writing a set of children's stories about friendly, or at least non-hostile dragons. I felt I needed to get in touch with a dragon's real nature.
Tomie: a lost letter from Akira
there is a song i wrote called Tomie, about a man falling in love with a head he found in the trash. Tomie turns out to be an evil sent to destroy men... i'll post the song soon.this is just a poem to go with it.
Be Kind
Miss me then kiss me Put your hand in mine Miss me then kiss me Meet me then let your heart be kind Sing to me cling to me Say what's on your mind Sing to me cling to me I know your heart can be kind Pray with me stay with me Now and for
The meaning of the life.
About 5 1/2 year ago I wanted to know, what is true Love and I start to meditate, hours after hours and months after months, for more than 3 years. I find my self deeper and deeper and about 3 month after I had start, I find the place, it was like far,far away, but still also deep, deep inside my self. There was so much feelings of Love, that when I let only little of it into my normal feelings,it took control over hole my self. I felt scary, because I understood, that I had build up for years and years, something like a damm with Love inside walls and if the walls are broking down and all these Love is released into my feelings, I don't have any experience how to handle that. Anyway some 4 month after that, I wake in the midle of the night and this Poem was revealed to me and I had to write it down, in that moment. These words was meant for me, a cry, deep from my Heart and Soul, so that I could even better understand the way I have to go, but I think it is in the same time showing to everybody, what is the real meaning of our lives here on Earth!
Solace
Cold setting in brings thoughts of love and comfort. "life is a school where you learn how to remember what your soul already knows" ~Sun Gazing~
Still Waiting
Night once again spreads her silken cloak softly caressing my distant soul, for again et again the darkness comes without the man I call my own. I set to play a song so fair, empty notes without him near, and the darkness weeps once
why is life always a house of cards?
Sunrise/ Door left ajar/ no jazz The truth is painted with brushstrokes of emotion It's elusive, and it changes … like wind Even the great, mathematical truths change as the great, mathematical minds push it further Night
A DAY IN MY LIFE
WHEN YOU COMBINE,POETRY,MUSIC, FOOD, AND SEX; YOU TRUELY HAVE IT ALL; JUST LIKE; BOGEY, AND BACALL!
Redrum
I wrote thiz becauze i'm getting angry and pizzed off and very evil thoughtz
On The Day Of The Right Year
On the day of the right year Silence held my bashful heart That's when you were so near And closer is not the place for one to part On the day of the right year First could have been the time of a kiss Blinding me now is the trace of my tears
Hail to Kale
Made these today for a friend and wanted to share another recipe poem on a "good for you" veggie! With love, Bon appetite'!
Without love and romance
Like a woman barefoot up to her neck, life is a garden, everything in it beautiful! Mucho gracias por leer!
Lament Of Yesteryear
Dream your dreams of yesteryear When you were young and free Drown your sorrows in your cup And cry for all that’s been Let those tears from your eyes Trickle down your cheeks As you wail “why, oh why, Has age crept upon me?” Forgotten ar
"...AND AS I LAY DYING" 5/17/2014
This song is on the album i call "DARK INTIMACY" another one of my epic concept album about Dark Desires & Dark Passions.... for abstract s*xual apitites of sinful delight... hope u enjoy this one... its about me dying... its the 1st song uppn the album...
WHAT ELSE IS THERE. ..
Just an expression of loss and longing. A brief expression of a place so familiar to us all.
"INTRO TO DECEPTION" 3/14/2013
This short song used to be part pf the doorway to hell part 2 song... but i broke it apart, and turned this into the intro for "THE DOORWAY TO HELLpart 2 So here it is, a short piece. it may be shorter than what I'm used to writing, but it spells it out pretty clearly... i don't like beating around the bush, if i think it and want to say it... then so, shall it be... thanx... later... ~Bobby...
Applauses (to you)
These life experiences would've been enough for separating us You didn't leave myself to me You thought mistakes would never end Oh my, how efficient is her excuse Curtain of love fell Applauses are the final words of lovers to those who leave
longings (5 7 5)
Hope it works. Thanks for all your reads and comments.