THE WORLD THAT WE LIVE IN
THE WORLD THAT WE LIVE IN PEOPLE ARE POOR AND THE GOVERNMENT DONT CARE. ITS A COLD HARD MEAN WORLD OUT THERE. THE LAW ENFORCERS BREAK THE LAW. THE WORLD THAT WE LIVE IN IS FULL OF HATE AND SIN ................. BUT NO MATTER
when you come back around
when you come back around you come in and out of my life and im unable to sleep most nights. not knowing where your at and if you aright. some times i feel like you force me not to care. i was left time and time again broken an
~trust~
How it can be sometimes with a person who's always breachin trust in any givin relationship. A thought that came to mind an wanted to write! Cheers all an ty for readin:)
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Guess Its Just That Bad ( NC-17 lol)
Its a shock to the nerves when I shoot through the curves of your skin You believe that you bleed just to relieve the cost of your sin A bruised broken seraph that comes when ever I call Dazed and distraught from the shock and the speed of the fal
This Season (revised)
Before I begin, I sense I will weep... ...this season with you, a memory to keep. But Autmumn has sent her breeze our way... ....and leaves strung amongst the ground, we lay. Lost our branch in this change of season.... ...just as we gained,
Declaration
Declaration Because love is such a wondrous theme I gave my love when a love I got alas in truth it was but a fiery dream scorched by flames hellish hot! We loved so much that we loved again we loved till love had gone the sadness I felt I c
Deck of Hearts
I wrote this poem after things fell apart between me and my ex-husband. The last line I wrote to give my self hope for the future. It was hard being with him near the end of our marriage. His temper scared me and we fought all the time.
Temporary
While having a cup of coffee on beautiful morning.And looking around at this beautiful nature and flowers.
Memories
This endless dream, like a torrent, pain flows. Sorrow and sadness, on a melody of despair. Alone in the dark love dwells not here. Memories are left, sweet moments are now but shadows. Phantasms of sad organ tunes. Shattered dreams, cold
Promised
This is a song that I wrote a while back. Hope you like it. Made my drummers girlfriend cry
Fame at last
I wrote this about a young Czech girl who had many ambitions but was not sure in what direction she wished to go
The hardest thing I have ever done
This happened many moons ago and my son is now a father of 2 teenage children himself. For some reason unknown I started to think about what happened and needed to write some thing.Maybe about laying ghosts to rest.
me and brumby bill
we were up there in the mountains,me and brumby bill. we were cutting for a cocky, we had ourselves a sthil.. sthil a little buety it cuts through wood like cheese ..ahh and the mountain tops were ringing for the sound of falling trees
To be as she
It is a night of dark desire, a song of ethereal pain. Wolves vent their cry, the thirsting one wakens. Night shrouds her pale form, a timeless desire. Her raven hair cascades over translucent ivory shoulders, and her full crimson lips par
TRUTH - TURTLE number (7) teachings last one
Thaes are the true teachings of my people I try to live my life as my Creator wants me to I was born to mother earth and to mother earth I shall some day return
HONESTY - SABE another of the 7 teachings
Thaes are the true teachings of my people
Angel's Mixture
Wrap my scent in a cloud of the odour of your passion You will feel yourself in a perfect balance of Affection, Admiration and Fear... angel's mixture
MOMMY WHAT KIND AM I
This a poem about my grandson and what a lady said to him her words your kind cant play with my son
Lost In The World Of Shadows
Another old poem. =)
Hey, Cowboy! Hold Your Horse!
I wrote it today, and responce was received shortly after, it made me laugh till tears!
This Season
I knew I would cry to write this... ...now the season with you, I most miss. But Autmumn has sent her breeze our way... ....And leaves upon the ground, I lay. I will lose you in this change of season.... ...just as I gained, for the very sam
Wristless
Just trying something new....it's ok if you don't like it. I would actually encourage you to tell me that you don't. I personally don't like it all put together, but in certain parts, I think I've got some gold :)
Trip To Paris
my visit to paris
unobtainable by Hugo Williams
Hugo Williams a contemporary young English poet..one of my favorites
Tale of Two Wings
This poem is inspired in form by Chinese literature and in feeling by the forum of someone I met here who lives in China. I love Chinese literature and stories about Chinese culture, both recent and ancient.
Couch Potato
It's not suppose to make sense! So I kid...
Were you aware of this awareness day?
I was in the grocery store and over the loud speaker I was invited to join in the activities of osteoperosis awareness day. Not to make light of osteoperosis (I'm not really sure how severe it can get), but I just thought it was slightly humorous that I am already aware osteoperosis but had no idea that there was an awareness day for it. Why I wrote a poem? Just for fun I guess.
The Pollenation of War (humorous,but read angrily)
I trust you all will find the humor in this on your own and not call me anti-semetic....though, that would be classic!
Ode to Asma ~Chapter 1 ~
One year in Dhaka, taught me more of life than a decade
RESPECT - BUFFALO
May we all learn to respect each othe and our different way of living life
Tumble Weeds
Such stories tumble weeds tell, insinuating that they'll always be around that they've found some common ground and how it was only you who could stop the wind. But, thats never really the case. Truth is they're just stuck on the barbed wire in
You gave up on me
He just shouldn't have but as he did I wont take him back
the Eagle
LOVE - EAGLE To feel true love is to know the Creator. Therefore, it is expected that one's first love is to be the Great Spirit. He is considered the father of all children, and the giver of human life. Love given to the Great Spirit is expressed t
COURAGE - BEAR
Every mother understands this one
Sherwood
Ancient the trees, trails like river, meander through. As my heart beats so does the kestrel, fly and free. And under the oldest tree, do I sit, stare and dream. Scents of oak, pine and cone. Eternal afternoons. Groves of green, doe
SINGLES CONNECTED
I wrote this poem, 'inspired' by someone I corresponded with on Connecting Singles, when I first went 'on line' The rest, I leave to your imagination!!
Moonlove..
I wrote this poem, meaning be hide my nickname
the words of my ancestors
one of the 7 teachings the Aboriginal ways
Water
I think I was feeling..Content.
Lunar Guardian
Bright and mysterious brown, your eyes like gems aglow. Rays of light, from above adorn. Tis the moon, to visit afraid not be you. she looks out, and caress your hair. Recline your head by the stream and lay. Benign moonshine, adorns t
I apologize to you all poets
It has come to my attention that some of might be mistaking some of things I have posted. Most of my stuff is on the darker side. Perhaps a bit too much for this forum. I'm not a bad person. I would never hurt a fly. Except for one instance, in all o