Be strong
It was written to a friend sometime back...just thought of sharing.
The Postman
I have quite heavily borrowed from another poem for the style of this one, although not quite so much in content. I am not a postman but I have been in situations that allow me to identify with this one.
The Witch’s Secret
The story of one of the quests of my youth.
Three Wise Monkeys
This poem is based on a real life experience, the legend of the three wise monkeys is true to my knowledge, and has great significance in our lives, it may be a Buddah statue I am not sure of it's actual origin. please enjoy this tale. Written: 18th January 2014
the perfection(master oshiba's lesson)
you think its easy to compare melons ?..ha ha !
Edge of the Sea
Into harsh waters and bright foreign mist, we sailed through the fog and into abyss. The shoreline wall, out of nowhere it came, surviving my brethren and screaming in vain. Washed up on shore, beneath a near distant sun. I trek farther and f
No One Knows
* As per the Greek myth of Helios.
~~~U will have to forget about flirting!~~~
For All the ones that have experienced Love but, were not successful in accomplishing its conclusion i.e. by staying together, getting married nd bla bla yada yada dada dada
aspergus moon
doctor roland/mysterious lorentz
a zen story
thanx for your visit master oshiba...
Eleanor
Eleanor Roosevelt she did alot in her own way to help this country the usa
Black Sheep
Simple really...Or is it...?
The End Times
The "damage done" by idiots.....
The Arabian Horse
On the cusp of beauty, you were born Before this World had its modern form. Atavar and Spirit much older than us Existence formed from the deserts' dust. Imprinted in time, dissolved on the wind Generous in spirit, eye that is kind. Givin
Treasure Chest.
Funny poems are fashionable here at the moment. This one I wrote years ago. Hope it doesn't offend.
'The Supreme Sensations'
Who does not like a good made salad? Hope this humors up your day!
Pot of Gold
Searching for a four leaf clover in the green grasses that grow in the rocks The little people point the way Just looking for that pot of gold Me thinks its in the hills or mountains Not sure weather its north or south or near th
The visions.
It was thinking about the faces on web,faces,faces...!
ATLANTIS - The Lost Continent
The poem is based on the mythical continent of Atlantis, fact or fantasy, you be the judge, this is my version of the story. Written: 2nd July 2013
Bad Buoy (Really?)
Sweet all gone now. Better person. Greater Life
rise
Thought for tonight
DOES A GOD EXIST IV
What is is...What will be will be... This is what I think and don't need any to agree. Tweaked on 7/16/17 (4 now)
Dragon Cult Ritual
Like a moth into the light, the world is ours to unite, so purified, as we ignite, and toss ourselves into his flame, to free ourselves of nature's blame. His hunger, habitual. Like a whore of hearts lament, our fate is ours to regret, so
FREEDOM AND LOVE
I'n my college days I studied allot of shakespeare so it has allot of the old school flavor! Enjoy!!!
Beget Freedom with Love
Trapped inside of my head, it's flooding with dread, I'm drowning. Swimming up for air, I hear a voice so fair, a cause to care? I'm fighting. Through fog and disrepair, I rip and I tear, I'm climbing. Scaling up for the light, her hand
Genesis of the Dead
A new 'vague scribble' for you all; a short-short story this time; watching the classic George Romero zombie movies over the weekend set me thinking- apart from some vague hints in 'Night of the living dead' it has never been explained in canon just WHERE this virus came from- no copyright infringement intended, this is fan-fiction written for entertainment purposes only...and please, no wars in the comments section-yes, i know it's a story not a poem as such, and fellow fans of the genre may well disagree with my take on this; why not accept the challenge of the pen and write your own genesis story?
Light of Hope
Many years, lost in thought, imprisoned by the brain. Lost my mind, all alone, almost gone insane. Through the clouds of dismay, hope was very near. The light shone through, the cause to persevere. Talking now, back and forth, througho
AUSTRALIANS !!!
They might need Cheering Up ???
Title ed
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Ice King
Fearless, heartless, empowered by hate, I stand alone, in darkness delight, a towering blight, untouchable and great, crushing the dreams of all I forsake. The cries that remain only fuel my disdain, I laughed in their face as they withered i
hurt
hurt bitter resentful conflict words haste sow love not bitter seeds hurt
sunset pearl
cerebral celebration..I have a preference for impossible love and ..liars..
the impertinent master
the"known"has the stone unpermanence...
Gloomy Dusk (Haiku-Soulgoddess challenge)
In response to a SoulGoddess challenge...love this style...so constrasting and non-plural....
what love means to me
By a fleeting touch of your hand You light up my skin and my heart And I know that you are the man With whom I just can't bare to part. I feel love and passion so deep That I'd rather spend every night Watching you quietly as you sleep, Shinin
Expression of love
Strong Emotions of love creating flow of thougts!
illigal trade in soul and body
on the corner of the streets in lay byes they stand dressed in there rags to riches clutching their mobiles in hand wondering where there next fix maybe to escape their termoil of this land punters come and go they like voultors prey on the vo
A evening tremor..!
On the same thought as my previos poem,thanks to all you fine people..!
a wink in time
was to recall that cur, always bit the hand that fed them
soft
Just wanted to wish you a Blest day! Thanks. Hugz, Pink.
FRIEND-ZONED
Forever it seemed, many hours a day, she waited alone with no words to say. Her husband had told her, time and again, to question or talk was an insult to him. For years and years, as time went right bye, she never considered to just say goodbye
borderline
Park was the head officer on the border crossing between North and South Korea. He had a problem. Two weeks ago a woman, let's call her lin, pitched up at the crossing gate with a jute bag of soil attached to the front panniers of her well maintai
RE: Porch Swing
oops And I must pay more attention to my spelling and use of the space bar... Bill...
RE: Yellow
Joseph. ........
RE: Together 'til the end of time..
Thank you Sir, For inspiration!...
RE: 90's Songs
AutumnChild, thanks for your comment on my poem. I like the songs End Of The Road, Rush Rush, and Diamonds and Pearls. I have them all, though I haven't listened to them lately....
RE: Miss you
This poem does resonate with how I am feeling now. So sorry to have missed it once. Thank you very much, dear poetess, for sharing!...
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