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a poem for a girl i will always love
Bringing back out of the moth balls as we approach Thanksgiving Day this Thursday November 28, 2019.
Rock me in your arms Comfort my sadness and regret. Let life flow somewhere Let time stop for us. I want to wake up in your embrace Feel the breath on your face. I want to know you need me And nothing bad will happen to us. And now I whisper
Your desires engraved in the look your face, eye flame. I do not run away against the pupil heat burning skin. I serve raspberry breasts swollen with longing you rock the depth of your hand mouth by touch asking for more. You intertwine t
Sometimes I wonder where you hide your cape Your mask, your armour, your means of escape You look in the mirror and but you really don't see Why you light up my heart like a christmas tree You're kind and you're humble, you you've got a heart of
WARNING POEM RATED R Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian. ADVISED FOR THOSE WHO ALREADY BROKEN IN BY TAKEN LSD. POEM MIGHT BE PERMANENTLY MIND ALTERING! Namaste
This is by far the most popular Thanksgiving movie ever, and really funny.
i wrote this for my baby genevieve, who i call genna.yesterday, she was run over by a real sicko. and she was walking on the white line.i never had a chance to say goodbye so i"ll say it now,farewell my little girl
When I turn off the light the pillow next to me crying with your scent. I hug her tightly to feel to remember to live when the next black night takes your smile leaving only a trace of your lips imprinted on my skin.
After rain birds - suicides flow straight under the wheels of cars After rain green trees are greener and the smell of grass breaks in in the nostrils. After rain comes first silence after a while sing various sonatas. After rain I'
Park was the head officer on the border crossing between North and South Korea. He had a problem. Two weeks ago a woman, let's call her lin, pitched up at the crossing gate with a jute bag of soil attached to the front panniers of her well maintai
Through it all give thanks Gratitude eases n helps understand lifes stresses
The wild garden is like the soul of a woman - mysterious and wild Here grow the most beautiful roses - but be careful, if you break them they hurt you. Here grow the beautiful Belladonna, whose fruits bring healing as well as death. Here gro
Touch of words ignites the senses and promises they give hope for the next day. Waiting is no longer a void and distance barrier not to beat. Joy it's heart palpitations with smile kissing my lips and body tremor when you talk to me
To Eve
I sank my face in heavy rain seeking relief. I thought it would be easier when will wash away my desires I wanted to wash my longing remove all defeats forget the past quench my sorrows. I washed my hair with streams to be a more greener a
Sometimes fairytales feel real
I always felt the lust flowing thru my veins Talking in my head sometimes driving me insane It's the power of the road that seems to take hold It's the wandering bug flowing out of control I've tried to settle down but found it so hard
Dream medicine for the soul oblivion. Dream colorful fairy tale, with a happy ending. Dream cyclical phase REM. Dream desire and realism eternal struggle. Dream so why me accompanied nightmare?
The gibbet is still there for all to see, the two ladies with him were hung in Newcastle
Demon of the world Havoc you cause Life expelled You float You lurk Your the intruder Man's greed Thier creation Alway seen discarded In open seas Under the waves not to be seen Your still there lurking man's greed Never ending alw
Slams the door Heavy the hinges grinds that Drewls within the stench of odours of others that have been before Light flickers Heavy bangs noises loud voices heard Six sides one is trapped One sits to one fate to one's dispair Stench of
I found this poem in a playbill from a High School production without an author's name; I loved it! I believe in myself and I hope to succeed as an entertainer in the field of comedy.
Is there really any good reason to hold back and not love another human being that makes any sense at all? :)
Just a day from a long endless Dutch autumn
Imaginary dreams of an ever eternal place
Work is what you make it they say. I blame myself for not planning my life better so the good jobs were more plentiful. I hope your work history was a happier one.
Men women Communication affected By school forming them
the poem is self explanatory its time for hip hop to go back down to where there father lies LUCIFER
I'm up, I'm down I'm trying not to frown feel like I’m falling Straight into the ground. I cry I sigh You know why. I laugh Don’t want to break in half I smile If only for a while. If you don’t like take a hike Hear the sound of a dov
Hearts? yes be they a bell still dimly all a chime though faint and pure it sleeps a'rest neath the fraying canvass of time yet what is comfort friend? what is rest and what balances the ledger of your heart when all her m
All the emotions felt staring into a beach fire.
Written from the perspective of an unfulfilled dream about love.
The heart of the sea is a mother's heart She is the great ancestral mother of all life on the planet Deep within the dark mysterious waters of her womb She conceived and gave birth to the first life form which evolved into more complex organisms
Love music Miss the good ole' days much
Men and world earth times More later maybe edit
I love my Pimlico girl and she loves me. I saw her beside the Regent’s Canal, haloed by early morning sunbeams, a modern day Madonna, reading La Peste. I straightened a crooked Gauloise, and mingled words with smoky rive-ga
Generous loving kind teamwork
I wrote this , when I was about 30 yr's old. I was disappointed with the school systems of America. The way student's were being conditioned to be better citizens . For lack of a more stringent argument. Oh by the way Happy Columbus Day . Did I make my Point?
I took a walk in ancient clothes across your face, a mile and as I tired I took a rest in the corner of your smile my crops slept in barren fields before my primary death then your eyes became a sun and moon as birds danced in your breath
Started it along time ago. finished just now on here. wanted to put it to rest in my mind.
My homes in Michigan And Alaska Mom and I did the tree and gifts and everybody pitched in The present pile around the tree was Great! The aroma was mighty fine Of a fresh tree manicured for the house free of would be Critters
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