""PRETENDER"
While having a get together at my house in the year 2000. I was simply sitting on my couch. Just people watching as I often do. As I was listening to my friends talking to one another. It accrued to me that every person telling another person a story was lying and pretending they were someone they are not. I was baffled as to the fact that everybody who were talking was "PRETENDING" to be someone or something they arent. I picked up a pen and wrote this poem. It was the very first poem I had written. I hope that it makes since to you and you like it. Thanks!
TIGER FLAWS
Some thoughts on Tiger Woods... P.S. Where I refer to all the rich and famous..... I am referring to politicians as well... and their use of facade is almost always!
Another Mess
remember some disappoinments and my own weakness
A Secret Love.
When you were a child I was In your dreams Within your peaceful night I dwelt within your scenes You saw my darkened majesty But never did you fear Love was In your heart You cried Love's own tear Now you are no child I have come to you You
hold me ,forever
The earth was formless for my unborn soul, Which was in deep darkness of the deep sleep, But with your talk, the faint whisper of rain, You woke .........to open up my eyes. Now like an eagle I can fly in this sky, Which you created with colo
Lucy
* Names Changed ** A doomed relationship *** "Johnny" rot in Hell **** "Lucy" Rest in Peace ***** S*xual abuse of children, and intentional cruelty to animals; two of life's worst (and most inexcusable crimes)
The Groom to his Future Bride
My daughter is getting married next year so I scribbled this.
DEBASED
Deep down she floats into the murky depths Ever deeper surrounded by the stench of decay Before she even realises, there is only gloom All hope is gone, only despondency and despair S
Colourification
Colourification Within a Sapphire sky of Love's dominion With thee in my arms our Love sublime Vermillion lips caress my own in Love's crucible I Drink thy passion from the goblet of desires mouth Gold doth come from the heart of an Angel To
Elysium Fields
Within Elysium Dreams love does shine.
Turn my back upon it all
I would love to go live next to nature, hippy style, for my last few years(or however long higher powers have granted me)- but they evn charge you to die, let alone live!- this poem expresses my frustration at the situation- 'urbania' is a expansion of 'suburbia'- to cover ANY urban sprawl or town...'dragon' is a reference to a life horror i allegorized in my oem 'dragons domain' also on here... my only means to reach my goal is my pen, and selling the produce of it, which makes me feel rather like an intellectual prostitute- you just cannot win, can you?...Yurs cost over 3000 uk pounds, Tipis not too far behind- there's my dilemma...
Orphan
Just got done watching the movie Orphan. I'm adopted, so it really was good. I was a good adopted child, really I was!
In Dreams On Venus
Love is something no one can understand it Am I walking around on another planet How did I catch a rocket ship to Venus And now with so many miles between us I'm somewhere and I find the atmosphere is intoxicating I may never find my way back
Autumn
Is in fall initial Short, but marvelous time — The whole day costs kind of crystal, Also evenings are radiant... Where the vigorous sickle walked and the ear fell, Now everything is empty — a scope everywhere — Only webs fine hair Shines on
EMPTY?
What is empty? Emptiness is but a chance To fill up with life
The Horseman's Hands
Bukowski influenced
5 - danube 3135
silent sob & screams
I Was Prepared
I wrote it to capture the moods of relating to people on a personal level on the internet.I was prepared for the advantages and disadvantages but even outside of cyberspace we have to deal with them.
The Art of You
Let me listen to violin sound which is come from your heart. It's so sad, it's sound of broken. But how a beatiful heart you have. Even its broke it sounds a wonderful art. Let me be an audience of your theater which is playing on your face. It'
My Fingers
I was just looking at my hands and not really knowing what designs I had on each of them.
Incompetence of the healthcare professionals!
Reality nobody cares....
lepidoptera
her soul had yellow paper wings perched on wind currents there shone in any direction too much stillness to move her an unaccepted form awaited the small earth with reaching vines petals in all directions with nothing else anywhere she wished
95 - danube 3135
just emotion
mate
no bottle ever drank who would know what scented dizzy air means the distance between their eyes teasing what hidden flame covered over dearly their pride and time some sacred night to sin as mates each hunted by that torturous angel compel
Hoarders
A friend of mine has a hoarding problem passed down by his parents and his great aunt.
dear
for many, you are never known and then only once to lose you, never seeing a sunset without words again I have no hope of ever describing the joy your eyes and smile as they look up to me calling yourself wife put into my heart and life
Victoria: two times a lady
* Name Changed ** Suburb Changed (A "win-win" situation;- "Box" trifectas, can be quite useful, at times). © lovecanbereal All rights reserved
A little some thing I did for save the trees
Save the trees Ireland
A Northumbrian Prayer
Light hearted banter.
As it is heavy to put the end
As it is heavy to put the end, To force heart everything to forget, To cut off from him a piece, To live further, but not to love. In the evenings to look in the computer, Not to get the mobile phone, All heart to hate morning, It is impossibl
You that - pain, you don't release me
You that - pain, you don't release me, and to shower you tear mine to rags, I lack air as though, and heart is torn a bird from a breast. but there will be a day when soul thaws, I will leave bad everything behind, and now quietly I walk, and
Cannot
I cannot read what I cannot define I cannot see what makes me so blind I cannot feel without the words that you sell to a lonely heart that knows you so well
WILLIAM WINTER
True part of Northumbrian history
Divine joy
I want for you all Joy and happiness I wanna see you Swim in all the Creative power Of your heart's Longing I'm saddened to See you struggle So hard for the Dreams of Your peace Your talents have Been thwarted in Life's raging sea You
an awful way Eastern Europeans speak
you should get the plague you should be born again, not normal you should suffer like your throat is being cut slowly I want to see you suffer I deem you effortlessly to a thing worse than me or you could fail
dylan
don't criticize what you can't understand
a hyped up western
a hyped up western and platitude gives a heartache to the invisible and lends a helping hand to those consigned to their fate and such a sentiment is no longer worth the air it was spoke with times change but a lot never does
eeejay
in eeejay I find a life gone by I know I am no one history and pry though it's real words I predict and lose always my head on the loose if you thought to keep a sunset in your life then you'll know the past is goodbye I can't stand the
The woman is similar to wine
Yes, the woman is similar to wine, And where wine, is important for the man there To know sense of proportion. Don't look for the reason Not it is guilty of wine if I am drunk-. Yes, in the woman as in the book, the wisdom is. The sense is
To Hard
Mum what is fake news any news that tells the truth baby but why mum why because baby if I start to listen to the truth I will start to understand how ignorant I really am and its best for you to baby to listen to fake ne
Unknown
Do you need What you cannot define do you want what you cannot describe are there thoughts not of your own where despair sends your heart into the unknown
~ Do you want me ~
Lonely feelings Do you have them too?