How I see true love...
How should be true love
I Give Up
I give up on you, on us, on me. I give up on love, on life, on hope. I give up on care, on want, on need. I give up on God, on Jesus, on faith. I accept the dark, the death, the end.
My friend....
This was a poem I used when i was a teenager in my first ever valentine card to a boy in my class x
sweet love
its about how love feels
love comes by far
this poem expresses about true love how you can have it forever or end up loosing it
My life
I'm worn down fourty hours at a jog I hate My life is unwinding its just to late Its hard to keep goin I just want to stop I'm at the bottom I cant't see the top I'm slowly dieing my soul is crushed I keep yelling but my voice is hushed I want to be
Went to a garden party
Wrote it when alone and single,hoping for something good to happen,like going out for a drink or two. Still single after another wrong relationship,but its another poem to write,and i still wish her the best. Looking for composer to add music,but cannot pay,so it would be 50/50 if poem/lyric made money,but its the satisfaction of being successful thats more important to me.
Restless Moment
I dreamed a sweet dream of a Gemini one night. For a brief moment we held each other and I whispered forgotten words to her. The dream ended and now I'm stuck in reality without her.
Know way
Poem about knowing a person for so long only to have something idiotic come between ya'll.
Why..
the decay of the society
dreams
dreams are like flowers
A Life
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Thomas Hardy, And I am A Simple Poet
Thomas Hardy, And I am A Simple Poet I have read Thomas Hardy though only just the once for fear that his style my style it would ensconse. His strong long length suffers, not at all for me for upon his lengthed pages his sadness I can see.
There Were Dragons
In essence, a comment on the human/nature interaction and what humanity, in general, is doing against nature.
to all the players
i worte it becasue im sick of the players, and i want them to leave me alone, im not here for a one night stand.. im feeling really happy, a little bored, i dislike this poem because it kinda looks like a 13 year old worte it and the rhymes suck.
With These Wings...
I was up late night and stressed out about all the fake people in my life. After a few seconds I got over it and deleted about 80% of the people in my friends list on myspace. After seeing I was down to a handful of people I considered real friends along with a few bands I liked, this poem came to me. So I sent it to all of them along with GIF of some feathers falling.
Flight
Inspired by the thoughts of wild birds and a garden. lol. Its a secret.
Feathers
The hand will fall upon his head, moving him right to left, his voice will fall to deaf ears, His emotions slowly are dead. Singing his lullaby will lull his wall, climb the bobbed wire peak, he still will call but not to you, though he will
Why
Boy issues .
Stumped
I am an environmentalist.
In A Memorable Place.
I'm not into making my things public, but recent activity has encouraged me to press on poetry a little harder. This one and another one I've just posted have to do with a lover of two years I've recently lost, and this one is actually about it's aftermath. I"m not so hot about the title, and will probably change it, any suggestions would be great. Hope you like it's music.
HATE HAS NO PLACE
JUDGMENT IS MINE SAYS THE LORD! ITS BETTER THAT WE LEAVE IT TO HIM TO JUDGE! OTHER WISE DO WE REALLY KNOW WHAT OTHERS ARE GOING THROUGH! HAVE YOU EVER BEEN JUDGED?
Elegant Touch
Recently broke up with a girl I've been with for two years, and reflected on the relationship in all of it's wholes, conceptually, sexually, and spiritually, hope it hits a key with you.
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Its true ...
Hug me,Kiss me
Oh hug me please! Give me a great big squeeze. Wrap your arms around me tight. I want to stay this way all night. When you give me a hug, It gives my heart a tug. And with each kiss, There is much bliss. Each one is a special touch, And to m
I Miss You
We were on the phone one afternoon and then we got cut off. (cell phones are so wonderful haha) His cell phone was not working. I tried to call back but got no where. That was our last conversation for 5 days. I had no idea what was wrong. The next day he became very ill with food poisoning and was in bed for a week. He was too sick to call me or leave a message in here. So of course I thought he dumped me. Then on the 6th night he left me a message. It figures when he was able to call I wasn't home. He called me the next day and told me how sick he had been. And everything is fine between us!!!!!!!! Soooooo Don't ever assume anything!!!!!!!!!
In Your Arms
I love laying in your arms, As our bodies set off many alarms. Cuddling all night long, As my feelings grow so strong. Looking at you , so happy and content Wondering where all the time went. I have been lonely for so long. With you is where
The Torture of Knowledge
I wrote this after my divorce from my boys father, when I felt as though I had made a terrible mistake by leaving and breaking up my family. Years later now, I have let go of that guilt and I realize that I did do the right thing after all.
Love..
About love
The kiss
We sit quietly on my bed staring into each others eyes. She smiles and i smile back. Things seem to slow down as I swipe the hair out of her eyes and move in a little closer. She smiles as we touch cheeks putting my lips next to her ear. "I love y
Puppets Stage
I had a dream about this one and woke up at 2 in the morning to write it down.
Our Song
I felt sad when I wrote this, because in reality, eventually, we all die and leave loved ones behind. But I was happy too, because being with someone to the very end, may make life so happy, that when you die its just another thing you share with that someone. So really, death doesn't have to be a sad thing. At least I don't believe so.
Raindrops
Even raindrops find the grey sky depressing so they often run away and fall down to earth where they form gangs on the pavement like home torn youths, menacing enough to make people walk round them to avoid confrontation and the wetting of shoes. It
Fugitive
This poem is about my colleague who is now a fugitive. She has two toddlers. Her worthless husband who is too lazy to work had forged her signature and taken many loans from individuals. He had fled as he is unable to pay and left his wife as a ransom for his blood suckers.
Two sides of the coin
Two sides of the coin Must look forward not look back? But from the past I can learn Run so fast to lead the pack Take my time wait my turn Be ruthless and stash the money that I can stack Take the time to smell the rose and see the fern Gra
He Made You Mine!
wrote it at age 18, The one and only time was ever inlove...
a manic state of consciousness.
i was bored and i like to write so heres something i just came up with.
colors of many
well my mom did not want me to go to the gay parade today but i went any way because i wanted to see for my self y it my family is afraid of gay , bi, tran , lesb
Tender White Clouds
I love nature.... without it there is not much else.
Far too hot
one of my first ,not my best, still fond of it
Life without You....
I wrote this poem..!!
Silence
Silence once again, no one to share All of the paintings, they seem to stare Lost in ones pain, try not to reflect Drive away the misery, suppress the regret Loneliness can eat you, just like a disease Others try to help, with difficult u