F_A_N_T_A_S_Y (part 2)
(continuing from part 1) A collaborative poem with theCrane, a deeply profound poet.
Mysterious Beauty
this poem was a plesure writing with you mike it stands out always in my mind
FLOWERS with VIDEO
F reely sharing your beauty in L ovely shapes and colours as you O pen up your precious buds W hen each one is ready to E xhibit Nature's glory in a R ange of shapes and sizes in a S plendid d
I return, I think!
2013-2014-2015 lost 3 people closest to me. stopped writing fo a time am back now but wise.
chance meeting
I see you I see every bit of your body what I don't see... is your intention and you can't see mine thank goodness for that otherwise how could we meet one another...
A Parallel Universe
This is an enjoyable collaboration with Christian Candykid on a fantasy theme. Beautifully blending a logical/pragmatic mind with an imaginative/creative mind. He is very wonderful to work with.
Longing
I think it pretyy straight forward. ?.
This did happen.
Last nights dream was so real... I noticed something from you? you where trying to reach me in some sort of a way? Then I looked closer and in deep thought, I saw your eyes and through you I felt something, some how some what, you touched my heart...
Surrender
My love melted like a dewy snowflake Tears dried into a salted rock The love was a serpent I dared to forsake Weathered storms on this boat I shall not mock Sweet wine you are not my saviour
True words.
How true are your words that has able me to fall deeply in love for you. Words you say to me, coming from your heart. You say that you care for me. that you love me and I really do feel it. . You have compassion and when you talk about how you want
No Title
I was reading through the poetry of Elo and it inspired me to write this. It's great that we can be inspired by other "poets."
ELLE
THIS POEM IS WRITTEN SOLELY FOR ELLE BLUDYLASKY! SHE"S A BEAUTIFUL GIRL WHO TOOK ME BY SURPRISE!THE WORDS JUST CAME TO ME WHILE GAZING INTO HER EYES! SHE SHOULD HAVE WORDS LIKE THIS SPOKEN TO HER EVERYDAY OF HER LIFE!
kisses
You left me in complete bliss Drunken from your kiss Your soft pink lips left kisses ever so soft Felt like butterfly Kisses upon my lips The taste of your kisses Sweeter then honey Keeps me wanting more Your kisses I adore A long
Mind Concerto
With one precise wave of the baton the Oboe starts playing a single melody beautiful notes flowing upwards, fluttering downwards reverently renders on the last note well-balanced diaphragm for soft and loud tunes before the final note disappears
Delusional Minds
One that craves attention One that creates delusions One that seeks to play One that hides behind a mask One that appears brave One that walks faceless in the dark One that wears a thousand faces in the light One that seek a thousand answers
~staged~
how do you like that inner voice, better yet, who's in charge. Hmmmmm into the abyss lol, cheers, hope you like it.
Walking with Shadows
Reminiscing, thinking, moments of time captured in a simple walk, just expressing a moment of life.
Silence must be heard
I feel sad, it was all about my Father who has cancer. Tonight He called me, saying He was missing me, so I wrote this poem. I remembered, when He accompanied me at the agency, we walked so far until almost dawn, and have coffee at Shangri-la Starbucks. Every time I didn't know the place, He used to go with me. Afterwards, we will eat in a cozy restaurant, and then coffee. But now, all I can do is simply reminiscing the past when He can still walk.
Falluja Remembered.
Doubtless I shall court disapproval such lines that focus upon Political rhetoric, founded on the propaganda of manipulated untruths, ignoring international convention and the voice of the people. It is a sad fact that both the UK and the USA are the most disliked nations on this planet of ours, I wonder why?
Rubber Kisses
This world of hope and dreams,locked away behind steel laden walls never to be. Fake kisses with a goal,hiding behind a canopy of lies. Soulless dreams in a puritanical fantasy, this is what virtual love has become to me.
black magic and things
Black magic and things Dabbling with danger the tarot cards dealt your existence foreplanned upon the pictures felt. Loves life and death stare you in face with the upturned suits sequenced in place. The analysis is good or at least you would h
give me
GIVE ME Give me the wind and i'll give you breath sustaining your life when you have none left Give me the moon and i'll show you light leading the way when you have no fight Give me the strength and i'll give you power blooming in sunshine
I WISH
THERE ARE TOO MANY 2 LEGGED RATS WALKING ABOUT!MY BIGGEST WISH WOULD BE TO PUNISH THEM BEFORE THEY HURT ANYONE ELSE!
The poverty of wealth.
A reflection that wealth is not what is in the pocket, but what's in the heart
The Euology of Grace Garden
Dedicated to Ameh.
Who are you?
I wrote it because I want to know you guys opinion about it.
street haiku
just a small haiku from a everyday life
your graden
hidden poetic codes, a small write but chapter of explaining
Breaking my heart
always in my prayers
lost identity
LOST IDENTITY losing identity you fade to grey troubles a plenty so little to say patched up somehow from battered beyonds embracement of life you grew so fond but now not quite those heights failed to reach where security and safety were so
THE RING
JASMINE MY LOVE! YOU WILL ALWAYS BE; DADDY"S CHAMPION!
wild child
WILD CHILD No one could handle no one could control that forlorn lost look that asunder of soul left so delusioned with fair of face no one had seen the wild childs distaste embittered and fractured no stable abode through you
A New Poet
I have noticed that many poets get no comments at all. in most sites there are dedicated greeters that welcome new poets Please remember that you were once new and encourage others. As for the new poet you too should comment on others By doing so you will make new friends and be encouraged And yes even inspired by their works so breathe a little life into this site all it needs is some care and respect for others.
Without you
Trying hard to knock at your door Feel as if I’ve done this so many times before if only you would just answer me we could lead a life so deep, happy and free but I am still knocking and I don’t know why Deep down inside I know it be a waste if
died in my ride
back when I was 19..life got very real ...the start of me changing my life took place this night
LIFE
just a lil something something for all my poet's world wide
Greeting Suggestions
on Soup we have 3 main greeters Anne Lise Skat and PD I list below their individual greets A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give p
Night Time
I found peace amongst the darkening skies Soon stars will whisper night times lullabies The worries the stress the everyday mess Making a way for nights gentle caress A moment a minute in time who knows Time to relax and just let it all go J
IN YOU
DEDICATED TO SOMEONE YET UNKNOWN
~XX~
How far do you want to take the think of the personal you?
~Pretty sure I liked me~
Flowing some pen......
19
I wrote this having just been to the funeral of a young man. He was in first year of college, working a part-time job during mid-term, and was killed in an accident there. The church was filled to capacity,but it was four young men near the coffin caught my eye, in their silent anguish.