Arriving In Last Place
How did tomorrow come and find me While I was looking for you Now I'm too old for you to know How many years I have been a fool Yes the years slipped in just like the wind My hair has turned so gray and I walk heavy on my feet I didn't have
When Jesus Returns...
Jesus will return. Have you thought about where you'd want to be?
No Monkey Business
Monkeys were never us; our entrance is more than theory. I came standing erect and complete. The dust was to indulge (except of the tree) in the place provided, where the voice walked in the cool of the day. Leopards and lambs, like Pup
MY FAVORITE
JUST RANDOM THOUGHT AS WE MOVE THRU LIFE. SOME I HAVE HEARD AND PUT THEM IN MY OWN WORDS.
Did You Narrowly Escape The Day
Did you narrowly escape the day Did the stress almost get you Did the memories catch you And the worries I bet you Were right on your heels They got there so quickly right along with the bills Did you take time to pray Did you narrowly escap
God versus Free Will
If a God exists as is perceived, there's no free will, as is believed, I travel on my pre-destined ways, organised by he who says, For he would know well in advance, my plans, my thoughts, its not by chance, If I'm in this world by his de
Reflections of Battles Won
For those who hunger for war, I will counter for peace.
AWAKE
SOMEONE I CAN'T FORGET
For my Friend!
I have a friend, dear to me, her heart is gold, her spirit free, Her trust is lost, in this poetry, To lay her heart on the line, in words and verse, no more, not Fine, Don’t leave this place my dear friend, don’t let it be, don’t let It end,
For a friend who left.
I’ve watched tomorrow taken away because of today, Cries for help lost in the melee of life, unseen and unheard, No one is to blame, but still, to our shame, they fall, no Saviour all, those lost in their pain, no future, no gain, Giving it up, t
Poets, who
I walked into a world of diversity, easy to see, do you agree?, is it you or is it me? You don't like what I write?, should I stop? or ignite a new way to be? to read without criticism, can you see? This place is for words that are heartfelt and
Who was mine!???
Its just an experience i an a hundi writer so trying my best to write in English…
~to start is to end~
Is it written to see, is it written to tell, will we learn to let go and thrive and continue to grow, will we fall or will we rise to set a precedence, to pretend is to fall to grow is to show what's inside to let it flow, to understand your inner gl
Love is pure if its genuine
The poem is from my heart and my journey in finding my soul mate.
Grave is our destiny
Soon we'll all meet our Maker
Goodbye Rose
I'm waiting on the rain to cool things down I'm waiting on the bus to come to town Just one bag will hold all my clothes Where I'll be this time tomorrow heaven knows Time for me to leave even though I'm nowhere bound Sometimes love doesn't ha
Times aren’t so good
I have great admiration for you. I believe with strength and prayer we’re gonna get through this together. I love you so much my big brother him .
Loves last moment
Eyes swelling becoming tearful spilling over tear drops fall. Words failing lips open unable to speak emotions choking. Hands tremble fingers entwined clenching the hand that clings to mine. Door open light has entered darkness cl
Who am I?
We are often asked to define ourselves; it isn't always easy to do, but God's Word could help us with that. ;-)
Untitled
I scream in silence Tattooed in the wisp of Survival I see your betrayal as a sin As I fight for your misplaced love You have left me with this crimson anger Falling from my eyes, weeping from my flesh I look in the mirror your face replac
Truthfully life with no vision!
To learn, to know, to be, to grow, and all the could be’s, and All the should be’s lost in ignorance, a waste of space and a Waste of time, a waste of life no reason no rhyme, At sixteen, just a teen, at twenty one, more to be seen, At thirty o
The Invitation
You have been invited to another day of life And the invitation fills your heart with delight The morning sun glistens through the leaves on the trees And a gentle breeze seems to caress your face Being aware of this time and place You have b
Some Things Rhyme With Orange!
* A hill near Abergavenny (in Wales), popular with hang gliders ** An English surname....note: any resemblance, to any person (living or dead), is purely coincidental *** (Naturally this poem contains some assonance)...
Wishful Thinking
I wander alone through this murky wood Thoughts of you once again fill my head Will you walk this wood with me someday? Carve our names on a tree? Will you take my hand and place it on your heart, kiss my lips, promise we'll never be apart? Will
Poet"s corner
It concerns our poet"s corner-The way I see some poets on our Poet"s corner .. I tried to write with humor and a little bit of irony))) sometimes it's just getting very funny ..
We are not wrong in our future
Inspired by optimisticme The Future poem thank you
Answers?
So many searching for answers, why there is good and bad? It’s all there plain to see, you’ve been told throughout history, You recite the words then preach your way, but you never learn No one has say, and that is how it’s meant to be, when yo
Hiding from the truth
The possibility of normality is lost in diversity, lets start a row, I don't know how, we're humanoid , create a void?, live a life of stupidity?, lets kill and maim and hurt and be the same, let us see, can we go down in history, the worst that
Ask!
When you ask who am I, I shall say, go away, I know you, and you know me, so, remember Your part, go away, and take it to heart, And if you come back, look into my eyes, And see, that I will know your lies.
The universe doth spin
pretty random but good to get a poem going on a cool day here
I look!
I look, I see, what was meant to be, But nothing is divine, nothing here makes You mine, All of our creation, and all of what You can be, It’s decided by who?......you at the Back, you are me! Sometime in some way in someplace And somehow
Of Beloved Dogs
The experiences while working as a veterinary technician.
A poem with no rhyme!
If you get too lost in your own sense of importance You will lose it all, you WILL cease to exist like us all, And then it’s over, and all of your regrets will be lost To nothing, no one will care that you were even here, So, today, say to yours
The Walls Are Crumbling Down -Some Thoughts About Poetry Corner And Adding Two Cents
Some thoughts on the sadness that is permeating and destroying this loved place. We should all take heed of our own actions, words and deeds from here on out.
SUMMER NIGHT
7/2/2022: Lately I have hit a very long dry spell since COVID-19 hit - being isolated you would think it would have been an incentive for creative juices but did quite the opposite.
Writing
Writing for magic or money One thing is clear Wish I had the magic to make money appear Writing for reason or rhyme Love could be a reason Love could be a never ending line Writing for thought or pleasure This is what I find It was a plea
Making A Difference
Don't ever give up on yourself.
An honest question
Did we become us by accident, or was it by design? And when we die and resign, and leave this place for Another space, will you still be mine?
Keep Me Young
Seems it's been my faith for a long time That God would keep me young till I can have a life Yes it's been that way a long time And someday something good will be in sight Stormy weather can't last forever There's not enough rain to wash awa
War, is it really the answer?
For those involved in wars for the intention of world peace...My respect to all of you whose lives had been pawned for such cause..history shows thousands of wars were fought and millions of lives lost, is the world any better?
Live from the Stoning Ground
A night with the loving God
Nature's Song
as I skim the treetops gazing all around birds on nearby branches joyfully sing their song looking upwards on high never ceases to astound white clouds on a blue sky looming in the background glancing downwards my vision contacts the gro