Pondering if I should go or stay again.....
Have not been back long here in Poet corner and the settleement of peace is still tosurrender out of.
Breaking the Ties
My last words as she walked away ...... My love is true and pure with no hurt, with the intention to make us a happy family Me, You our three Daughters and a Boy I know this women for many year and only found out less than a year ago she was in a violent relationship A poem written of a beaten women and her kids that i had helped for months putting her up in a safe place hiding away, just for her to go back to him after 8 months to a life of violence and dragging her kids back into it Hope this gives inspiration to other to help no matter what it costs you ... hurt does go away and it is also a sign that you are living
Trust no one ..
Trust no one ..
Andrew
Your face has a sweetness so deceptive to a keen eye. It covers the desperate and false ambitions within. Your eyes penetrate with blank perception and lay open old wounds left by your indifference. But how can I resist the very essence of de
Thunder and rain
I wrote this after my marriage was over some years ago. little did i know then, it was the best thing that could have ever happened to me!
Cannot Let Go
Cannot Let Go Why does she want to move on when we just started? Tug of war, angel if you let go, I fall I hear it is about another playing on my court with my ball Do you not remember it is HIM above that makes the calls? So you gave
Poet To Poet 7/29/14
Dear Poet, There is a man under my bed has been there for years. There is a man who waits for my floating bare feet. There is a man who is silent as dust balls riding the darkness. There is a man whose breath is the breathing of small white bu
Everyday
Have yourself a good day May all your troubles be far away May all your friends stop and say hello May you find happiness wherever you go See the gentle clouds passing by They were made to be in a blue sky Go for a walk in the warm sun Yes
Harvest Time
all of Nature's Bounty
FREE LOVE
Will you need love today or perhaps tomarro or to come.
Union
An anticipated morning visit...
Always
To Love you is to see my future in your eyes. To hold you is to hold on for the rest of my life, The man that will never let go. To kiss your lips is to understand what heaven tastes like To feel you next to me is to feel the safety of th
But did we?
I read in the news just the other day, the illumanti are coming, time to get away, a new world order is the ultimate goal, to possess our life, to possess our soul, their big and strong, been around a while, why, they've got panache they've
You ..
You and only u,can be What I want, The man who understand What I need without ask me Everytime. You and only u ,can feel me All the time. You and only u can love me For what I am and understand Me all the time.
Cafe Challenge/Who is she?
Who is the female movie star I'm most attracted to. There's actually 'maybe' three or four that are very close but the one that drives me crazy you must guess. Do you really know the kind of woman that can pull my chain? Take a guess. She's a mo
Open Wide
What exactly will it take for eyes to open wide ? To finally see the truth behind the lies with which we're plied To light the fire that melts the chains with which we're pacified To find the unity and love we're constantly denied Lacking menta
Sands of time
The sands of time drift about within the wind Feel how it blows softly against the skin Thoughts and feelings are but grains of sand See how they sift gently from the hand Words of love seem to have little meaning but it is the hope of those
TRUE LOVE IS..
QUOTE FROM MY ARCHIVES
Homicide
Taking dead aim at my heart, you opened your mouth and pulled the trigger.
Loves Regret
Broken hearts
I saw you stumbling home
a poem i wrote years ago,about God watching the struggles of a man
come HAVE GUN in this NEIGHborHOOD
AH, I SUPPOSE IT'S OKAY
hands into sky
Going through a valley got to reach a hilltop got back up there heady heights are waiting for that is where i just love to be reaching for the moon there up among the clouds hands into sky touching lady love
Turn On A Dime
Turn on a dime and look my way Put on the brakes my baby If you believe that music is in the air Give love a chance it's only fair Add your change to the jukebox And play your favorite goldilocks song Take my hand for this dance As we move
still waters
Adorned in soft blue colours as wet and silky too bathe in such cool water tones and dye of blue she has soft liquid skin transparent ever new while we look upon her there is, another view beneath the garment lies world unseen corals g
BAGWELLS GROVE
THE OLD BAGWELL ESTATE, IS SITUATED JUST OUTSIDE THE TOWN OF CLONMEL, COUNTY TIPPERARY, IN IRELAND. THE FAMILY WERE CROMWELLIAN SETTLERS IN IRELAND, AND WERE BANKERS, BY TRADE. THEY ARE LONG GONE NOW, BUT THE OLD ESTATE STILL RETAINS AN AURA, OF FADED ELIQUENCE, I STROLLED AROUND ITS OLD GARDEN WALK LATELY, TRACES OF ITS FORMER GRANDEUR, ARE STILL TO BE FOUND.
WHEN LOVE LEAVES
REFLECTING..
What is Real?
Does anybody care? What ever happened to a touch? Feelings no one wants to share! Holding hands use to mean so much! Now with the cell phone, You can find a cyber mate your very own dream date! Yet, still feel so much alone. Guess time ha
OHIO STAR
WHEN 2 STARS COLLIDE, PERHAPS A SUPER NOVA. ?
lost love
Cant express it
Declaration of Love
Whistling in the dark!
A WOMAN OF HONOR
The poem is written by a young Bulgarian poet, named Dobromir Radev.I am translating hies poems in English. The poem is dedicated to all women, like me,dedicated their life to their families, friends and the welfare of society.Hard working, but noble in HEART AND CHARACTER! As many of the women on this site!
The Dance
Just some thoughts on a current relationship..Thank you..
True Premise of Love
I wrote this poem crying and drunk one dark night, remembering you.
a friend
for my love who needed to know i would be there for her allways. collete
Spirit Walk
Astral projection poem..
Love=agreement of mind with heart
LOVE: We think about it, Sing about it, Dream about it & Loose sleep worrying about it. When we don't have it, we search for it. When we discover it, we don't know what to do with it. When we have it, we fear loosing it. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain. But we don't know which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define & IMPOSSIBLE to live without.
Deception
A simple poem for all of you that have been deceived by a loved one.
What Comes Up The Stairs
A game we played when my children were very young
Angel Tears
Needless causualties of war
Lost Love Mystery Matthew Kowelaeick?
First Love Haunted endless
The Red Stag
red deer are ruminants characterized by an even number of toes and a four-chambered stomach. A stag or Hart will have up to 20 females in his harem. Gestation period is 240 to 262 days fawns weigh about 33lbs (15kg)