Forever Love
On an abandoned country seat we sit and see, with a cool breeze washing away our distractions. She cuddles gently close to me, her warmth so close, so loving, so part of me. Her hair still wet from that afternoon rain, which clings to her ange
Mystery -a haiku
Never have I seen your face yet miles away I can feel your embrace.
"Painful Goodbyes"
Drat the complexity of a womans mind.
More than Love
There was a time when all thought was divine And like the sun, I could climb Into the stars and waltz through the universe But along with love comes the reverse. We must still believe in the good and why God put us here to keep the world from
The Beach
As I walk along the seashore Waves beating against my feet Skirt pulled above my knees Hair blowing in the breeze I reflect on my life Past times, good and bad Memories I'll treasure forever Heartbreak tucked away wherever The wind makes my e
The Feast
Hunger, is not always just about food!!
PRESS..
Press, your emotion and mental thought.. Press, for every fear and hate you've fought.. Press, out darkness which consumes your being.. press, fill it with light to ensure further seeing.. Press, anger cleanse the soul.
A Candle light
I listen it from someone closer to me i till today i remember one by one li es of this poem.
Bali (Trip 2 - circa 1992)
* prozzies English slang for prostitutes ** mozzies Aussie slang for mosquitos *** cozzies Aussie slang for swimming costumes (One day I'll go back and give that chef a piece of my mind!).
STEPPING UP
JUST A FEW THOUGHTS ON WHAT IT TAKES TO BE SOMEBODY!
NO-BODY CARES.
SUB-CONSCIOUS SCREAMS
darkness inside
just putting feelings on paper to get it out of my head.
BRICK WALL IN MY MOUTH
This poem is about when my uncle molested me as a seven years old girl in a wheelchair. It only end when I was ten years old, because he got married
MY MASTERPIECE (Last poem)
lately very disappointed with some events taking place elsewhere, its affected my morale badly, Alas this is my Masterpiece! my very last composed one. if something goes right in your life you can take comfort and strength from there, when nothing seem to go brightly or boost your confidence, it takes a Hell of a beating and the last straw would be jumping off a bridge. . . not me, not even good enough to do it when depression hits, i fight it back by listening to music. its not working this time. . . the good news is more time to comment.
Women
A gift from God holding the right side of man one companion blushing Heaven's sky sweet rose From the garden of Eden under a tree branches spring fountain of youth you bore the fruit of our very existence Castles where built crowning your h
FLY-LIES
Seismic waves of tears flooded my eyes I slept on a bed of lies Tremors shake each corner of my bleeding heart You gave me a heartbreak tart Blood-screams climbed out of my throat I was on a twisted-thorn boat Tsunami waves of pain slashed th
SINGAPORE STEAK
This poem is about my former cheating husband and he used online dating sites to cheat on me
STRING IN THE WIND
I wrote this poem after my former husband cheated and then abandoned me
MARSMALLOW ANSWERS
Stood in the desert Hot chocolate memories exert Screaming words played before me Felt like a calendar escapee Everywhere trumpets were singing their song I’ve been captured by a bee throng I grasped at an empty hole The years stopped rock
TILL WE MEET AGAIN
You were there when my first tear fell You held me and I knew you’d always be there When I took my first step You caught me I said my first word Your joyful smile filled your eyes Everyone knew my first word I learned the world’s ways I
MALTESERS MEMORIES
Walked through the dirty river of painful memories Promised myself, I’d never walk here again Disguised myself through philosophical words I ran towards every music-flower Laughed soundlessly at the endless music cords who wanted to catch me
MEMORY IN THE THORN MIST
Looked through blues mist Heard the ego of your voice in my dreams Saw your shadow in our secret places Your voice caught me Fire of hate burned like spice tea Why didn’t I listen to the voices of warning The snake at the back of your voice
IN THE SHADOW OF AN OAK TREE
Time walked with tortoise steps How much more painful tears must there be for me Would I ever find my Superman soulmate There was no fortress where I could hide Shrubs with despairing fingers crabbed me Octopus-suspicion cut deep in my arms
CUPCAKE FLAKES
Glass of snow didn’t glow brightly in your voice There was no Poppy of choice You were in a fog You let me sink into a bog Leaves were falling from the trees Wind was blowing your name to the vampire centuries Your words were silk snakes
HARRY POTTER'S MAGICAL WAND
My thoughts kept running back to you Why did you ever come into my life Remembered the first day when my eyes lied themselves on you The day was bathed in sunlight You stood there gold in your hair. Our eyes met for a second My heart was
HIGHWAY OF LONELINESS
Stood on the highway of loneliness Saw your face on every passing car Walked on the beach of heartbreaks Every wave whispered your name Ran through my tears Did not want to feel the memories of us Every star spelled your name With every
FUR CRAIG: A LEAF IN AUTUMN
I lost my best mate who was with me since High School. He passed away nearly twenty years ago.
FEATHERS FROM AN EAGLE
The sun smiled down on me I had a love key The wind whispered your name softly You wore your Box-Jellyfish cloak fraudulently There were storms in my heart You used me as a dew port You stabbed me with your venomous honey-dart What did I se
A poem for Robin Williams
A Poem for Robin Williams Robin you always made me Laugh and cry at the same time I laughed so hard sometimes my sides ached and tears ran You gave me everything and more, while always wanting more I cry now because youve gone and left a painfu
Virtual Love
Don't mean to be overly morbid; this is just the flip side of our world today.
Crazy,Crazy and more Crazy!!!!
I had to write this Poem,because I feel so frustrated being one little drop in a Ocean of 7 billion other,not having any chance to turn the direction.
YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW THE TRUTH
Your actions speak louder than my words can you disagree so I must be silenced I tell you that I see no great divine plan Same old calls for hatred and Violence to keep safe your comfortable lie Faith requires a closed mind The same old insults
Practicing Guitar
* It helps a lot when the chords and music are on the net. ** I am not a "muso" (musician) I do this as a hobby.
REMAINS
No longer can you see her In her physical shell But she remains. When the wind musses your hair It is her fingers you feel. When the sun rises It is her glow that reflects off the water. When it rains It is her love falling onto you. She is
THE PALE BLUE DOT
I have used Carl Sagan's Pale Blue dot speech as Inspiration, Carl's inspiration was ""....an image taken, at Sagan's suggestion, by Voyager 1 on February 14, 1990. As the spacecraft left our planetary neighborhood for the fringes of the solar system, engineers turned it around for one last look at its home planet. Voyager 1 was about 6.4 billion kilometers (4 billion miles) away, and approximately 32 degrees above the ecliptic plane, when it captured this portrait of our world. Caught in the center of scattered light rays (a result of taking the picture so close to the Sun), Earth appears as a tiny point of light, a crescent only 0.12 pixel in size."" (Source- http://www.planetary.org/explore/space-topics/earth/pale-blue-dot.html?referrer=https://www.google.co.uk/?referrer=http://www.planetary.org/explore/space-topics/earth/pale-blue-dot.html) , where ever possible I have used his words and shuffled them a bit and added a line here and there , to make the whole thing scan a bit better as a poem. I have taken a few liberties in places , but I acknowledge that freely, So I dedicate this Poem to the memory of the Late great Carl Sagan
The Tree
Rising high into the sky For centuries stood the tree Bound by roots that run so deep Never to roam the land free So many things hath passed that tree Their l
C.S, Poetry
much love......elo
A Bag of Monkeys
Please note: (*) A "monkey" is racetrack/racing slang for $500= so obviously these are not "actual" monkeys - merely metaphorical ones. (**) Happy "Year of the Monkey" to all CS members.
**Ecstasy**
I was daydreaming...
Sometimes love never dies
Dreams or reality
2bodies. 1soul
FEELING of LOVE IS AGOOD SENSATION BUT IMAGINE IF YOU ARE SINKING IN LOVE. The first time I saw you,I lost in the …………………… ground. The smile and laugh of you… wait wait I am still hearing ur sound. I am feeling that you are still around. si
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I really don't know what to call this but the I believe many would fully understand what is written here