BOUND FOR NOTHINGNESS
in memorium to the families of victims of violence everywhere. are we bound for nothingness?
Eleanor
Eleanor Roosevelt she did alot in her own way to help this country the usa
my head in the clouds
just random thought
"Danish Tales"
here i express my favourite fairytales from my childhood... and nowadays i really don´t know the influence of them in my present life...
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
Old Cat In The Shed
Now you know what the cat is thinking.......
a zen story
thanx for your visit master oshiba...
AUSTRALIANS !!!
They might need Cheering Up ???
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
rise
Thought for tonight
The night
One more to hopefully ponder over..!
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
May You Glitter World
This poem is all unknown for written,whom did myself just saw once,when she was waiting for hire of vehicle,and just stared little....
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
A evening tremor..!
On the same thought as my previos poem,thanks to all you fine people..!
my spacious circular satin sheet bed
Long, freestyle comic relief. Not quite as naughty as (one might Think)
Because of You
This poem is for you
hurt
hurt bitter resentful conflict words haste sow love not bitter seeds hurt
EDGE OF THE SEA
By: Schyler Silvey our ship wrecked on shores that were unknown to me no one escaped from what all i could see i lay on the beach in shock and dismay where i cry and so constantly pray then i see life in the far distant sun she looked very
Treasure Chest.
Funny poems are fashionable here at the moment. This one I wrote years ago. Hope it doesn't offend.
Expression of love
Strong Emotions of love creating flow of thougts!
desicions made otherwise
There was a small village. Where happy people lived. But when the vikings came, causing pain. ransacked a town left burning but condemned by rain. A youngster came along. saw that all happiness was gone. buildings blackburned and hidden zombi
The Repeating
Alienate the peace in me, cut all ties, light the fuse. Animate the me unseen, evoke the lines, no way to lose. Free me, hold me, come break me loose. Shimmer me brightly, unveil the ruse. Deny the root of my cold withered stare, as you defi
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.
The Belle of Yeavering Bell
The Belle of Yeavering Bell It was an eye for an eye In times gone by A life when they lived to trade So if you enter her home Where you are free to roam Be sure when you leave You have paid. Toss a coin into the air Make a wish,
FALSE LOVE
Life.....People....Places...... Things......
Just another.
Started it along time ago. finished just now on here. wanted to put it to rest in my mind.
the immpossible
it means nothing is impossible in life
The Pic
Never ever never ever pag-una una aron di maggubot!
The Beginning of the End
I saw the light tonight,, twas blue, red,, and bright, the world in all its glory, showed me its story, you covet what you can,, its all in the plan, noone cares or wants to know who you are or where you go, now take a stand and raise your hand, don
Road-Song of the Bandar-Log, Rudyard Kipling
From "The Jungle Book" by Rudyard Kipling