One more chance.
This is my very first poem I wrote. I had never written a poem ever but I was so devastated by the break up after a six year relationship and I felt that I had to channel my energy in a creative way so far it has worked. I have written other poems but I felt the need to share my first poem with you. Express something creative is my best advice I could give you.
Sometimes I'm me
Just a entry trying figure my thoughts out
Liquid Dimensional Frequency
Play it again Sam
"This Moment"
Naturally Spiritually feeling me
Wishing
A love for writing. Having a true heart for it.
treachery
Don't say that you won't throw me, I have forgot to trust promises. I will answer you if suddenly you ask, As much I have transferred sufferings. When swear to you that won't
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** Romance and a feeling of excitement and mystery associated with love. **
NOT UNTIL I MET YOU
“NOT UNTIL I MET YOU Not until I felt your sunshine, Did I realize that I had been in the shade. Not until I saw all your colors, Did I realize that mine had faded. Not until I heard your dreams, Did I realize that I was still sleeping.
Mmmwwwaaahhhhhh
Ooh la la laaaa
Twin Towers - A Tale of Two Rails
9/11/2017 Update: The Memorial is still there with nothing changed. I changed the picture because last year when I took the picture it wasn't completed yet. Now the flag is flying high and proud over the monument! It is now the 16th Anniversary. This event affected me deeply as that is when I started writing poems. I had never written poetry at all or attempted. The emotions in me were so overwhelming that it started to spill out into words as a release of the pressure. 9/11/2016: My town is in the process of erecting a monument to the Twin Towers/World Trade Center, Pentagon and the flight that went down in Pennsylvania. This year is the 15th Anniversary of the attack on 9/11/2001. Highlight of the monument is the two rails that were underneath at Ground Zero. I watched them weld them to the top of the granite stones and became very emotional thinking about what they had been through. There is more going to be done on the monument and I will change the picture when it is completed.
Women (the handbag theory)
* Just a bit of satire on superficiality
Thank you that you exist
To you thank you that you nearby, Even if nearby you are absent, You virtual look You grant to my soul light. Thank you that has kissed, But only it is a pity not in real
People become cheaper,
People become cheaper, things rise in price … Just without spirituality in the world prospers. Duck of a lip, "selfie" with the naked back … There would be finance … Kindness is
Midnight
I wake up in the midnight My face is full of teardrops I love you My love is unendless I do not feel fear or emptiness I do not feel sadnes I feel so full I would like to share it with you... I am not afraid that you leave I only ask
Distance ...to you (patience is bitter but fruits are is sweet)
You play with me You, clever girl You teach me The patience ... I laugh... A girl, my love Show me the road I cry ... Next laugh Then cry again and laugh again I played with steel This way I know So is build the sword... And
Don't be sad
Don't be sad If you are then ... Remember the flower In the morning Caressed by light And tender sun A beauty Remember the river In the night Listening Mysterious whispers Coming from the moon A mystery Remember the smile Yo
Hug of the Univers
I want to be with You I speak the Truth Not believe? Not trust? I want to listen Your heart To sip the Tender wispers You hide inside But you Just smile And.. Turn around ............ Another week Is past ............
Message of Love
My dear I kissed the wind You will Feel it In your hair Warm shivers Will caress You tender My dear I hug the trees You will ... See You will walk The trees The flowers Will show you Reverence My dear I took water
Torch of Love
enreturned love, like a dying candle
Untitled
Just something I've been thinking about in life really , nothing speacial
A Short Valentine's
This was one of many i used to do for my dear sweet wife that passed away last year.Just wanted to share it.
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silent scream
'Person'(ality) v's Looks
A poem idea from the recent forum thread..thank you..
Nobody loves me..
Nobody loves me because.. I'm of another race They turn and walk away Won't look into my face Nobody loves me because, they think that I'm inferior But in their heart of hearts It makes them feel superior Nobody loves me
Reminiscence of my lost love
I can't help but present one more of my friend's challenge Thanks all for your reads and comments.
someone
someone is met only once and then you love her and know she is only once and her beauty and talent you know full well but it's only once and she hates you for being in love with her
What Can I Say?
I felt very lonely this evening, so I just thought that I would write this...
~First step was good~
Look at the big picture as U look deep
Comprehension is not the intention
Shut up n speak
connor
let me see if I can write without having a time to think I wanted to write let me see what's on my mind and if there is anything unkind I have been called the son of hell I do not think that fits me real well I would rather be a stranger and
Stay a little bit
Stay a little bit With me. Just today. Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow not yet come. Just today. I have only one moment … Of time. Feel free …. You may go …. but Stay a little bit With me. Not much time…. Is blink of eye
What if I told you........
It would be nice to live in a world full of light, but in my opinion we came here to manifest light from darkness, let the stress test, remember all is always blessed, there is a higher plan somewhat Incomprehendable by human Just Keep Going!!!
Hmmmm
Justa tweak of perception in another direction Simple simplicities to bring out the very best in we
Dripping with Anticipation
This is a true story which happened about 8 years ago. Lori was from Knoxville TN. She was only 38 and she was beautiful. We were supposed to meet but she couldn't drive due to her surgery, then one day she didn't come online anymore. While she was alive I told her "I love you" I can only hope that gave her at least a small measure of comfort in her darkest hour.
ce
create poem I'm always up for that what may I lie to? what may I speak in a no one she can not speak so forever more I write what may I speak to life is not funny life is obscene to take anyone that was what it meaned go and kill your yard
Happiness
If you ain't happy in your own skin, it is selfish to begin a relationship relying on the partner to make you happy, recipe for disaster actually
Come on let's play
Good bad day Su'mm fe save Su'mm av fe slay Manifesting molding vibrations like clay Flying higher goin deeper Fe break make wake dem outa sleeper Causing da earth to rebirth, rolling as da grim reaper Maime n kill Negative vibrations that d
it is
just something that I don't have to think about I always knew that the girl I would love would have a way with words too I didn't give her my admiration like I should have I didn't tell her how good I thought she was because all the time I was t
incorrigible
I am no one I know you like me you aren't that good you know I'm a punk and you like when I don't give a f*ck about you and all your romance is f*cking retarded and tomorrow I don't care if you like me I somehow fell in love and your whi
gt, f
hu and g went to a forgotten shore placed many flowers and set a lure twenty wishes were counted and several gave who undo the seaman and harness the grave no two had answered and too many rhyming lines gave to all a wondrous spectacle that afte
if
I think there should be a "rambling" category for poems. I would hit that one off.
if
if I was to say goodbye to someone I never thought I would except for one of us dying I would not know where to begin because I just never thought about it didn't know it was something to prepare for when it's like, someone feels they can't be