On The Super Highway Of Love
We’ll tell our kids how we met On the loved up Internet. I found you in the search engine of my heart. Romance at the click of a mouse. We will never be apart. We’ll tell our kids how we fell Into a wishing well, In the classified ads of rom
you will find me (raymond)
wrote this poem some 40 years ago to my very firstgirlfriend. i wonder if she still remembers. xx virgosign
~To SWIM an INFLICTED MIRE~
Many fight for what little they have left after it was almost all taken by their or someone in their past. Written in defence of how we continue an strive to be an us we are and or a created one by others.
~I give you my~
smile, you see it. . . I give you my hand, you hold it. . . I give you my arms, you embrace me. . . I give you my fears, you help strengthen them. . . I give you my love, you recieve it. . . I give you my sad moments, you understand them. . . I give
~As You Sleep~
your face is in peace, lamps set on low, i see you lit in dark of night glow, smile to my face i touch your cheek an think how very specials this time, slight move in peaceful sleep a small memory i vow to keep, you found my hand with yours an hugged
leave a thought an a smile or both:)
Whats your favourite short saying or verse even a chuckle lol that you can share
~Diggin In~
Sharing some personal life experience:)
And yet you say I don't care
What both male an female can encounter at times. Amazing how blind some people can be, poor me syndrome too many people have an they become selfish an make everything about them. Perhaps these kind of people don't deserve to be treated so good!
~Stuck in a Rainbow~
Always different ways to look a things:)
Childhood Memories
Some childhood memories. Don't try any of this at home.
statue on the beach part 2
my armour glinting in the mid day sun cold am i motionless having no fun tetherd in the mid day sun waiting watching having no fun starring at the mid day sun under the sea i will soon lay covered from the mid day sun lapping at my feet the w
this is my life
This is my life. This is my life i question Which isnt fully developed a day at a time, i seek 2 find all my lifes desires, i tip toe through life with out any guidence im surprised im still surviveing This is my life i question I lie in my bed at ni
You Can't Fuc**ng Change Me
I wrote this poem a few years ago when I saw administration care more about its 'rules' than about the success of its charges. I was angry, disgusted, disillusioned...
Alone Again!
Sitting alone in a room at 2 in the morning I try to search.. I search for reasons to convince myself I am fine, I search for reasons to stay, but really I search for reasons to run! I find myself again in that familiar place, the place in my
you must be a looser
i think so...what do you think...?
surreal...
it must have happenned to all of us at some point in our dreamy world. hugs xx virgosign
LIGHT AND DARK
POET ROB WROTE A POEM LIKE THIS BEFORE....
LIVING ALONE...
it is not easy to live alone untill our death, here.
Innocence...
The Innocence is a flower Which if u toches it ofilates and dies, Is a precious gift, Nothing is more beutiful than innocence. So don't kill the innocence from your souls Keep it clean like a pure flower.
Come closer....
Come closer to me My sweet baby and Give me a little hug. Come closer to me And give me a soft sweet lovely kiss. Come closer to me And touch my hands Make them warm. Come closer tome And give me your Pure and honest lov
Randomness...
my thoughts
The Girl Of The Year
A new year, a new day, and what is different this time around, Love found, love lost, just a cycle in my relationship merry-go-round. By a year’s end I’ve never had a love to share, Does it really have to be so complex and so rare? It seems so
Light
Do not lose hope, Hope is only a day away
WHAT A GENERATION
just think about it
AFTER THE FESTIVAL II
It should be noted that those who stay with you in your trying times are your true friends. True friends are scarce yet they are everywhere. To find one however you must be a true friend yourself. Love is contagious, the other gets it when one has it or vice versa. In 2003, I was nominated by a poetry organisation in the United States of America for a $20,000 prize for my poem UTOPIA 1. I was invited to visit the US and possibly collect the prize. When this happened, I discovered that my ‘family’ became very large, extended and unusually accommodating until my proposed trip to the United States failed because of visa refusal. When I returned to my base and once people confirmed that it eventually did not work out, I searched fruitlessly for the members of my ‘family’ and ‘friends’ who became too distant for comfort. Hence the poems, ‘AFTER THE FESTIVAL 1 & 11’.
Keep You Smiling
I still haven't fond my girl of the year yet, but I thought I'd write her ahead of time so she knows that I'm the guy she won't regret. So once you find me, girl let me know, until then I'll just have to show for you what's in store. First t
Done
Still stuck on what's happened. Why does love die?
anger with in.
The anger with in held back held away cus of the the fear of wat might ocurr if its released the anger not brought on by ones self but brought on by others. others not in spercific to anyone, but a multiple of people, their disrespect, their envy
in the spark of night
A love poem just hit me.!
IN MEMORY OF VICTOR
This poem was written in 2002. The purpose is self evident. Victor was a friend. In Victor I learnt a lesson that happiness, like all events under the sun, is also transient. Victor could not realise his dreams however hard he tried. Sickle Cell Anaemia is an evil that can be destroyed by the will of man. We can and should eradicate it by taking the right decisions and not allowing the chemical reactions in our brains becloud our sense of reason and responsibility to the innocent children. Let our heads control us at times at least for the sake of the children. They also deserve to be happy.
DYING EMBERS
Africa was at peace and tranquility before the White man came. Chinue Achebe's THINGS FALL APART and NO LONGER AT EASE are clear testimonies to this fact. But the Europeans came with the Bible and build Cathedrals. Our people abandoned their sacred traditions and the pristine paradimns of peace and harmony. But today, everything is in disarray.
Mommy are you okay
I took myself back to when I was a child, and my mom wasn't there and i just didn't understand why, today I know, just a little to late, because i already felt those feelings
Just Another Day
Some days are easy, when work is demanding and fruitful, and others days I find myself overly reflective...
Shinning Light of Love
I shine my light down on you with visions from my heart They hold feelings of hope but know two souls will grow apart They hold you in a light where they see your light shine through My shinning ‘light of love’ is still shinning just for you
Full Circle
I wrote this about two years ago while resolving some family-of-origin issues. Writing helps me work through things.
Unfinished #1
To have come such a long way One starts to think that one is cured Of misconceptions and surprise Starting to get it Then comes suddenly and maybe And different means of approaching And thoughts of other ways of seeing Through an open window
Forever
How long is forever can it be measured by time. Is it a moment, The answer lies within you Love, forgiveness measure the value of the word. It not a thought, It the heart that speaks louder than words Nor sickness or money, Nor night or
(The Girl In My Dreams)
about a girl i use to like and i was really into lintel i lost her in my drreams....
Hold Me
Hold me,....Hold me close.. Hold me... like you never held nothing else. Hold me...hold me tightly, Please...please,..... Just hold me....
Time
If time has no beginings Life is but a dream History is just an illusion Where does that you and me Heart and wishes, bring both Love and Joy This is no illusion, Dreams do come true We have both time and space To fill all that we do We
Weekend afternoon
A snipe is a cigertte butt long enough to smoke again
I’m Your Angel Friend
Cry my angel You are safe in my arms I promise to tell none Of your tears; I’ll wipe them away With a smile and a kiss. . . . Cry my angel You are safe in my arms I promise I won’t let you go; When your fists are pounding and your heart i