CHILDREN.....
my week helping in a school holiday project.... a puppet show taught with a Kiwi theme.....
Death
There will be peace ahead and skies of blue Waiting ahead for me there will be you Here laughter tears all pain is forgotten My days ahead will be days spent with you Music of life just barely hanging on Sounds of the heart that has already go
When you Lose your Shadow
Looking at the funny side of things
INTERNET LOVE
SOMEONE ASK TO WRITE SOMETHING FOR THEM LOL
Jubilation of the rose
a little classicalism
Finding My Love
This poem is about finding love and what you feel in your heart when this happens. This poem is a continuous poem about a life of love.
Thinking of You
Written during a time of healing after cancer ripped my grandfather from my arms. Rest in Peace F.T.K.
Alone
Something i freestyle uts all real
When Love Dies
When love dies Because of lies No tears in your eyes No smile upon your face All that’s left is an empty space Feeling numb acting dumb All You want to do was run played the game always took the blame lied and lied cried and cri
Snow Angel
I must have breathed in at the wrong moment. I some how seemed to have inhaled at the most inopportune time. When ever the moment was, you got inside. You buried yourself deep into my tissue, moved along ever so skillfully as not to nick a
The Kiss (5-7-5 Challenge)
My soul lost to time My breath slowly evades me Your lips touching mine
Flowers in the sky
For all of our loved ones in heaven sending flowers from the sky
Pure Love and Innocence
Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes. - Carl Jung
Of Birth, life, love and...........?
How I perceive 'the journey' and its possible conclusion.
Emerald green
Just a special dedication someone dear to me.
Below Disney Land
The Burning brethren's Words of Hate Stirring around the embers of ruined books Left ashes of burnt pages upon the ground Dispelled for lack of some purpose sent Everywhere the corpses skewered upon each stake Dodging where we could the looks an
I Surrender
Written during a challenging time in my life...and this too did pass.
Legend of Mara (Part I)
Just to be totally different for a change. Would love to hear your responses.
Laughter & Joy
Laughter really is a great medicine
In Dreams
In dreams I find the life I seek A life full of excitement Where pirates fight and dragons slay And rescue the fair maidens Each nightly sleep I go on quests In far off dangerous countries I bring peace to warring lands Make them sit, to each
Honey and the moon
Don't know why I'm still afraid If you weren't real I would make you up, now I wish that I could follow through I know that your love is true and deep as the sea But right now everything you want is wrong And right now all your dreams are waki
We Call Ourselves
We cause you deep sadness & we tear your world apart... our name is the Faithless, whom dwell in your Heart. We bring you to grief, & constrict you with lust... we call ourselves Envy, as we gather like dust. So when you feel angry or impacte
short(good morning)
they should have a category that say "good morning"
Perfect Imperfection
They tell me perfection does not exist in this world, and that I could look forever and never find the "perfect girl." But who could ever be imperfect? Since we each see love in our own perfect light, I might find what I'm dreaming of: a
Buried
Mind you "Life" doesnt quite taste as good as a large Brandy!!
Sweet Potato Love - A Recipe'
Yummy Wednesday, try this quick and simple healthy meal and feel the power!
Words
Words become a sword when we cut someone if they should be cruel Such become a weapon when they run you through piercing the very heart of you. Sometimes deliberate, often in haste, many times unintentional Still, they cut for we are
'Never Give all the Heart'
'Never Give all the Heart' Never give all the heart,for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To Passionet women if it seem That it fades out from kiss to kisss; For everything that's lovely is But a brief,dreamy,kind delight. O never gi
My heart...
My hert hurts me so much That's I want throw it out Just not to feel the pain, I wish dont have feelings And be like a stone.
Darkness Don`t
Was biking home from Wal-Mart and there is this road that is enshrouded in darkness, and the only light I see is up ahead but seems to never come. I still fear my rapist, but I somehow accept that fear in the daylight. The darkness however, I`m always thinking he`s there even though he`s nowhere near this town. So I wrote this poem on my way home, in my head.
These words.
I poem written during the happiest and saddest time in my life....I was so happy, but yet so sad for I was happy and yet was missing something...to this day I do not understand what or why...
The Balance
The volume of alone is turned up to sad Treble and bass are the company I have The balance is right and the balance is wrong The station is weak I barely hear the song No static it is quiet just like the tone The balance is right The balance
Wasteful life
This is my petit contribution to the competition, inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet # 10, the first line of which I am quoting in this poem. It is about heart being wasted, love shared with no one and deprivation brought to bear upon oneself, denying oneself the only pleasure in life and therefore all the grace possessed by one having been bestowed on him in vain. The gist of the poem is that sharing love with someone is in truth being benevolent, gracious and kind-hearted to oneself in the first place. No one could deny it except for a self-loving man, possessed “with murderous hate” for his own self.
Dancing!
And the dance goes on, with the women taking the lead! Lol
Image
You make me smile, you make me laugh, thank you for letting me be me. You gave me your heart, and I gave you mine. Together we are one but apart we alone. I see love in your eyes, in your eyes is the mirror to your soul. Set your soul free and yo
MY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
cant say anythjing i was tooooooooooooooooooo sleepy/////
Sonnets from the Portuguese
poems by Elizabeth Barret Browning (1806- 1861)
Let the deed show
its hard to force poetry, so i wont.. i almost didnt even post this
Chaos
Within the chaos of your thoughts do you remmber who you are
Practical Irony
Yeah, This is not a poem. This was written about driving. I guess almost all of you have felt this. Driving fast in a lonely road all along at night with the stereo playing an easy tune.... and your mind goes NUMB..then all of a sudden it starts to run down things of your past that you thought you have forgotten !!!
images
thing that we all hold dear inside are heads stored but not forgotten
Lovley Lights
Ants are so cool.