ONE SQUARE MILE
what others see as a tourist icon, I will always associate with going home.....raised just a few miles down river, I even lived close to the city for a few years.....
From time to time
I like to dedicate this poem to anybody who misses there kids
He aprendido
Se trata de los valores perdidos en nuestra sociedad y mas por el respeto.Me sentía inerme al ver la degradación de nuestra raza o como somos como seres humanos
Beware It's coming! (Dark Poem)
Russia, USA, Britain & France, North Korea and other countries are selling arms, tanks, war planes Rockets and Nuclear bombs all over the world! How can this ever be a peaceful world!
Welcome to Poetry Corner aka Sanctuary
I'm coming back
LOVE TRYST....
throughout life....the goal is love and happiness.....
NEVER
Author: Avias NEVER forget how it feels to Love but should it leave, remember what you have gained Not what you have lost, for even in life's deepest pain lies a lesson that negates defeat. NEVER let go of Love, it lives in you and in all
Once Upon A Time
The girl with the kind blue eyes The girl with the wavy hair She had me hypnotized And once upon a time love at first sight was declared Though I never said it Oh surely my mind she must have read it Every moment with her was so rare And o
The Sail Of Color White
(c) 2013
heated
a very sweet nite
DAY TO DAY
this poem is who i am i'm no longer a victim i am a survivor and i have a story t tell some maybe happy some may be sad but its better to be heard
Captain Morgan Tears
Written for a friend who is ill with alcohol. Captain Morgan is a form of alcohol. I love her and tried to get her help to no avail.
Fiends of fire,friends of desire
Just made it out of the blue.... Ha ha ha
All In The Family
I was watching Bernie Sanders go on and on how he was expanding Social Security and free health care for all. This is great, if you are one not working for it.
Live and Let Live
Dedicated to CS blogland! Feel free to visit if you have not done so yet!
Do not leave without a comment
Do not write a poem, when silent speak in silence. Do not feed the demons, biscuits and watermelons. Do not say to sitting ducks, that they're fierce dragons. Do not give lame excuses, to play with trolls and maidens. Do not kiss and
Like an angel
Every night when I watch stars in the sky I just think you, I know you're in heaven Like an angel You wipe my tears with your hands every night I feel your warm hands and I know you're in heaven Like an angel You're alive in my heart foreve
Daisies round the clothesline
childhood
POSIBLE PATHS
For all the days that have past I find the thoughts of my own future Turning back, my inner minds eye Watching the paths of possibility never taken I see a turn that was once lost in time behind me, I remember with sad fondness Of the days
The forgotten generation!
This Poem is about the old generation in Finland,about the People,that faced the war against Soviet Union and the next generation,that is my generation.....we did not start the war,but in the end,they made us Finns the war criminals and they took a lot of Land from us and also we had to pay almost an impossible amount in products,what we was sending with trains to them. We had no choice,as our independence was on stake....12 to 16 hours every day,the food we got with coupons only. We had to put up a completely new industry and thank's to USA,they lend us Money,we was able to do the task. When the last Train went over the border to Soviet Union,we knew,that we had done it and we was a free country and in the same time we had available a heavy industry and we could export and make big profit after that. Finland rose like a Fenix from the ashes and in the next 10-15 years with still hard working People we we made one of the best Countries in the world to live in...we just made it to the top. But little by little,the younger generation,that did not know and did not care about the hardship we older generation had gone trough,just start to destroy the fruits we had done for them and in these days,there are almost nothing left of the brightness from before. All to that,the old generations are now retired and many in old peoples Home,where children have forget them almost completely....many retired people live with a daily porridge and forgotten by them self....all to that, in the old Peoples home,the more weak one are left in alone in the bed for 5-6 days in their own urinate and excrement ....nobody really care about them and one lady show in public how her Father had about 2 inch long nails on his foots.....she also told,that she had change him to different homes several times and in every place,there have been no care. When the Refugees came in,they was giving good food and care,but nobody care about the old People.....they collected Phones,computers and good cloths for the Refugees,but the Old People live with so little social support,that many of them don't have any Phones or for sure no computers....in fact it is so bad situation,that every time I hear about it,I"m in tears. These old People,that faced the almost impossible hardship in the war and soon after that,is again in the end of their life facing similar almost impossible hardship.....many People support heavily the Tomcat refugees,that have run over the border to Finland and when I came up with the opinion in FB,that they should also help and support their own old People in their horrible situation,then they cut me out from their friends list. This is why this Poem realized it self from my Heart and it is telling how I feel about the Fate of the,"Forgotten Generation".
Self-satisfied smile
This is a song rather than a straight poem. (think Loud an Heavy), Screaming guitars and a bass line you can feel in your bones Not to everyone's tastes I know. But I would like to know what you think about it . Good or Bad, If there are any Metalheads out there who would like to put some Music to it, PM me
Precious Life
A daughter is one of the most beautiful gifts this world has to give. I have two and for that I give all honor to God and life to them Honor your daughters. They are honorable. Malala Yousafzai
My Cat Snores!
My cat, Tordi Boo is the first cat I have ever heard snore. You have to hear her to get a good laugh. Days come when I'm doubled in half. Thanks. Have a Blest weekend. Hugz everyone! Smile and share the fun. No snow just sun. Love & Peace, Pink.
" Baby It's Cold Outside"
Burrrrrrrr! Keep warm everyone. Hugz, Pink.
FRIENDSHIP GIFT....
never miss the chance to make a new friend
BEAUTY TO CHERISH.
a trip to the beach....refreshes more than the sand.....
Sometimes I forget
Sometimes I forget the hours, all the years between us I forget the lost days that have all passed us by I have no memory of no longer chances and empty spaces For a while is forgotten the passing of our time. Sometimes I forget, and you are here
YOU
The graceful way you move, makes me want to fly When I see the light of your spirit shinning in your eyes, it sears a path straight to my heart You are a bright flame on a starless night All I can see All I want to see You are a thief, y
Yesterday Tomorrow and Forever
Where are they now All those times I missed your laughter those by past years when we thought there would be no happy ever after Gone! forgotten and gone We never knew Just how close what we were really looking for Was standing near, all
WORDS FOR A NEW DAY
Strive always, working for a new hope New growth, renewal and rebirth Always be true in spirt and mind Make these the words for a brand new day Dont look to the night as its fading Watch the rising sun it brings a new dawn A new day will alw
Fading Beauty....
Inner not outer Beauty
Entangled = Love
Let These Words Soak-In >
Cry Yourself To Sleep
This is a song I had written about 16 years ago
Blessings
Wanted to share my thoughts tonite. Bless each of you. Stay safe and warm. Already a foot of snow here. Another 6-8 inches tonite. Enjoy your weekend! Hugz, Pink.
Indifference...
If only you wouldn't look at me that way I'd rather see a cold dark look of pure distain,, Than to have you look right through me, As if I never meant anything to you.. at all.. Shout angry words at me , and tell me how much I hurt you..
But I love you forever
But I love you forever You're all my dream, all my life and all my world Although your love is impossible for me Although distances are strong walls between us But I love you forever
UNSPOKEN WORDS....
Electric tension between two....
In search of my heart...
I spent a lifetime in search of meaning, Why am I here? Where did I come from? Where am I going? Who am I? I delved into many of the sacred writings of the world, I spent years practicing various modalities such as prayer, meditation, introspectio
The Babe
Up thinking and this came to me. Hope you like. Take care, Pink.
( i'm a Lonely Wanderer )
( i'm a Lonely Wanderer ) I hear your cries my friend but where's your Rage i can feel your pain there locked Away inside my ol' trampled - O - heart now locked - N - Caged now i'm a Lonely Wanderer i've been out just a'se
Grafitti
I was watching 187 with Samuel Jackson. Just stepping into the shoes of some of these teenagers who feel the need to spray paint on public buildings. I just found some on the library here in town today.
The Freedom of my heart
i wrote this poem for everyone that has ever been held up inside and needs faith to have the strength to become free in spirit and in their hearts!! This one is for you!!