The Witch’s Secret
The story of one of the quests of my youth.
rise
Thought for tonight
the impertinent master
the"known"has the stone unpermanence...
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a zen story
thanx for your visit master oshiba...
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
she Was My Life
thinking of you
the immpossible
it means nothing is impossible in life
CONSTANCE
MY LIFE IS TOO PHUCKED IN THIS WORLD OF COWARDLY DECIET TO THE POINT OF NO-END OF THIS DISCUSTING BULLSHIT WERE OTHER PEOPLE ARE JEALOUS OF THE TRUE HEART THAT HAS DONE NOTHING IN LIFE EXCEPT HELP OUT - SO YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE I*M CALLING YOU OUT - TO ONCE IN FOR ALL STRAIGHTN YOU PHUCKN FAGGOTS OUT & PHUCK YOU - I WON THIS 39 YEARS AGO - WHAT - ? YOU DID*NT GET THE "MEMMO" !!!!!!!!!!!!! I*M SORRY "CONSTANCE"
The Mysterious Crystal Ball
This piece of poetry is more a narrative of history, 2nd last poem I wrote of my original collection in the 2000s
Just another.
Started it along time ago. finished just now on here. wanted to put it to rest in my mind.
The End Times
The "damage done" by idiots.....
The Pyre of Time
In pain I felt shame, in love I took blame, the great flame of hearts, it twists in the night. With hope I made lies, with tears I melt skies, the perils of love, they blacken the light. What is it now? Just tell me how. The restless, the
Give Me The Same........
The poem for such who only glitters in wealth,and leave one when its time to share and wipe out sorrows..not be written for to hurt any one personally.
~~~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
Bad Buoy (Really?)
Sweet all gone now. Better person. Greater Life
Treasure Chest.
Funny poems are fashionable here at the moment. This one I wrote years ago. Hope it doesn't offend.
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hold me like the moon go round and round the sky all the broken things inside me are going to learn to fly
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 Feast
I was watching Ms. Scrooge and heard this story told by a preacher. It is a retelling of A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. My favorite retelling of this story is Bill Murray's Scrooge.
aspergus moon
doctor roland/mysterious lorentz
soft
Just wanted to wish you a Blest day! Thanks. Hugz, Pink.
the perfection(master oshiba's lesson)
you think its easy to compare melons ?..ha ha !
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 Supreme Sensations'
Who does not like a good made salad? Hope this humors up your day!
AUSTRALIANS !!!
They might need Cheering Up ???
sunset pearl
cerebral celebration..I have a preference for impossible love and ..liars..
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
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.
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
Black Sheep
Simple really...Or is it...?
The Mind And Body ch2: the Lady Black
This is the second part to the poem. And the struggles within are not light hearted and to those who have over come them be proud of what you have done and hold not regret for the past but hope for the future.
No One Knows
* As per the Greek myth of Helios.
The Pic
Never ever never ever pag-una una aron di maggubot!
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
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,
Old Cat In The Shed
Now you know what the cat is thinking.......
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
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
hurt
hurt bitter resentful conflict words haste sow love not bitter seeds hurt
Road-Song of the Bandar-Log, Rudyard Kipling
From "The Jungle Book" by Rudyard Kipling
RE: my dad 1926 to 2002
Nice write....
RE: just love
Lovlely piece my beautiful WCS and much a pleasure .. Love me your WCB … Cheers...
RE: No title
Hi marikia...wow us again....when I did an early paper on Myth Legends and Folktales, we did rather alot from Russia, and I have to admit, although some transend different regions, country and era, they usually gave words of wisdom, directed at child...
RE: Shadows challenge, Three things.
really sweet and beautiful...
RE: To That Someone Special!
You're a true romantic JimEee. A rare breed indeed. Great poem my friend. Cafe...
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