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I can't make the thoughts go away, but I can give you time. If there's anything you need, I'll always oblige. We can spend some time apart or sit side-by-side. I can't make you love yourself, but I can give you mine.
The evening sun sets the sky ablaze. It peeks between the trees and speckles the ground with shifting patches of orange light. The forest ebbs and flows with the swaying of the trees. Bluejay swims in with a cool gust, searching for a place to re
In a forest filled with wretched brier, not one bud escapes its ire-- the gnarled roots and creeping vines pierce all beauty with its fearsome spines. But deep within, a flower lies, hidden by bramble from all the world's eyes. She stands up ta
What must it take for people to recognize how easy it is to love? It doesn't take much to reach out and touch the lives and hearts of others. Yet, so many of us build walls around our own hearts to keep us safe and sound. But they keep us bou
You are the light that has kept the shadows away while I slept, and shone with a comforting, soft glow that kept my hope aloft. Now, I keep you alive, while my heart is consumed by my fear of the dark-- the gloom that will surely show its face
My mind races with thoughts of you, but I cannot grab hold long enough to enjoy them. It tries to convey to you a message, with little success. My body reacts to your every touch, uncertain of its own intent. It pulls you in for a reason I canno
They tell me perfection does not exist in this world, and that I could look forever and never find the "perfect girl." But who could ever be imperfect? Since we each see love in our own perfect light, I might find what I'm dreaming of: a
Resting side-by-side, our minds slip gently into perfect juxtaposition. Our desire and imagination bestow upon our eyes visions of wonder amid the moonlight hours. We surf on the swells of soft cotton clouds, sending ripples through the cosm
Come and sit right down in this space beside me. Lay your head upon my shoulder and let me help you see that what you need to live this life cannot be bought or sold, but comes with finding someone to love until you're old.
I kept my head down to stare at the ground. What is there to see in a sky as dark as can be? With no stars to light the way, I lose my hope for a coming day. I walk alone in darkness, surrounded by the heartless. Slowly getting old. Quickly
Every victory Written on parchment But the ink is blurred From the countless tears I've shed Every friend Standing by my side But their faces are hidden By the darkness within My mind
Walking with you to your house We share a desire to be close Holding you in my arms Our kiss is bathed in starlight Feeling the rush of passion We get into your car Running away together Into the moonlit night Driving down the interstate
In her eyes I thought I saw her heart cry out to me, not realizing that her eyes reflect just what they see. My churning mind is cast aside by my lonely heart, keeping me from love, of which I long to be a part.
Don't back down from what you dream As difficult as the task may seem Others might not be so keen But don't give in to fear Just listen to your wild side Let curiosity be your guide It's the chance of a lifetime So take it while it's here
Frustration tightens the noose, So I try to let it loose, But who can hear With fingers in their ears? So many times I've tried To make my feelings known, But their mouths open wide And their minds clamp down. They hold on to their views Of
Standing at the top of a waterfall, I swan-dive off the edge with no fear of death. So long as you hold my heart, I need not fear a thing, for I will never truly die.
Long ago I Fell In love with you Never did I think You would leave me My heart is bruised and broken Everyone says get over you And Move on I've tried these tired feet don't want to walk the street My hands hurt from praying My he
Time marches on into eternity, no one can stop the ticking of Father's Time's clock!
My traitorous body oozes, with my sweetened lust, as i struggle. I am beyond scared, yet, I am so turned on. By the evil in your eyes. The firmness of your grasp. The flicker of your tongue. You torture the bumps of my flesh, with
Everything I've ever looked for in the core of a man, You seem to wear like clothes on the outside of your skin. What lies deeper inside, must be far greater, than what i have seen so far, Unless of course, you just know, how to dres
Recently, I had Phyllis from America and Tess from Switzerland both contributers to this poetic corner,stay with me, I took them to visit the Carnac Alinement, some 4000 standing stones in lines and circles, believed to be in excess of 4,000 years old, this poem written to remind them of a happy occasion, it will be difficult to relate this poem unless one made a visit in person or via the internet.
my hands, so soft, scented sweet, move from your neck down to your chest, i tease your slightly parted lips, with mine then pause, you hold your breath. our gazes lock for just a second, you see my lust, i see your passion, m
Allow me to taste your passion Between black wrinkled sheets My tongues caress making your lust Rise higher past my cheeks Allow me to dance and sway Beneath your fingertips Breathing in your breathless moans Open mouth on parted lips All
You came to me like magic Sneaking into my dreams To me, you are my dream girl So that’s what it seems Oh you are so striking You catch everybody’s eye And I would be ecstatic If I could be your guy So reach into my chest And feel my love fo
How long will this last, Haunted by a tainted past. This tortured life I must live, Not much more I can give.
After being dead for so many years, its hard to know how to breathe. But once you've figured it out, you realize that, not only can you think and speak, you can also sing! And maybe one day, you will even dance!
There is something that I wished for Was not sure if it would come true But there you are in front of me Yes it’s the beautiful you And I know we tried this once before But you knew it wasn’t right For you could see that I was not ready To hol
Drunken bloody puke up Over the side Someone yells he’s burlin’ up On this bloody boat ride Who organized the pecks paste sangers On this fishing trip Along with all this alcohol Sh*t I think I’m getting ripped This dodgy food and drinking A
I'm dating a lady who scares me, she wants to have fun, don't scare me but this does, that can hurt, this! I'm falling in love and hope to find support if you catch my drift....... https://www.daffodilday.com.au/
It is October. The Vampyre journey on
Echos Pulse the beating heart From tiny seed To beat and flow Rivers of blood Swell within Fills the viods Within Tiny vain s Over time One grows within To grow To ones full term to cease the flow Over time to slow and die
Sometimes dreams feel so real you can't tell the difference .i woke up filled with peace and love
I wrote it with true emotion .thinking of the reason why i entered this site hopefully there is someone out there for me ... As i believe your fate is always unknown.
This notion had been inspired by a single day of events
I originally wrote this over four years ago, liked the concept but never the content, so recently rewritten.
those warm night when summer allows beach parties and get-together...
World Bank Blues is one of the latest poems written by Ginsberg before his death.
My dream...
Just a few thoughts after realising some home truths! Hope you enjoy. Live for the moment....but live for you too!
I whispered into the emptiness afraid of what I'm might hear But even more afraid that there would be nothing there My shadow casted fear and gave a reason for my pain
you heart is my home , warm cozy and nice , its the only place i love to be in . morning moon and night .
Tides in the light of her eyes dreams the soul of autumn sky's as water and memory rise tell of each leaf the colors arise beauty's river seasons will baptize green to red and the golden prize
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