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even know there long gone,and out of your life....these thoughts i write,i know still exsist in your mind,its human nature.
I In this dizzy age, on Gaia’s strand True goodness raises barely a flutter While the fluffy things of rattle and flare Attract, but go not much further II But good is good and there’s a need For kindness, true words and honour For the eart
pure crackpot creation..in a dream I met the god machine game.. sorry guys Iam autistic,but the law recognize my right to subversion. I love you all.
my lady from saigon requested me a poem.. sorry..you,lonesome armadillo tatooed ohio trucker.. drive a pint on..
late night didle dabbing
late night thinkin thts all
Didn’t you know when somebody likes you They write to you They want to do right by you They’re willing to live their life for you They’re willing to fight for you They invite you to share a life and take flight to Places only dreams are made o
its about journey of life, just one truth came in to my mind. At the time I wrote this I was in trans in serching the question "who" I am? this is not about life confusion, its about spiritual realisation!
After being a single dad for three years, that title had come to have new meaning to me. I wrote this from my 2 son's perspective after their mother lied over and over about coming to get them for her weekend visitation.
As many of you, will notice , it's not about forget our dreams! It's about the moment when nothing works fine, and you just want to move on, cause it's like a bad dream what is happen' to you!
we forget what we have done before in life....
My daughter is 29 years old now. but, she has always been my gift. Her dad died when she was two ,with cancer. I thought her being born was the worse timing. but God knows what he was doing. I now have three grandchildren and a wonderful son-in law. She has always been a nice person and a loving daughter.
translation of a Persian song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NX6DuijtGlg&feature=related
kindness and care will give you more care and share...
I dare to believe in fate... a crossing of gravitational-pull as far as land reaches.. this has misic to it... dave matthews could deliver.. pretty hot should see video... there's more.
Porque eu sei que é amor Eu não peço nada em troca Porque eu sei que é amor Eu não peço nenhuma prova Mesmo que você não esteja aqui O amor está aqui Agora Mesmo que você tenha que partir O amor não há de ir Embora Eu sei que é pra semp
This poem is the closest to my heart, since this was happening to my city, my home. It was written during hurricane Katrina 2005.
I'm sad my heart has lost its beat. I cried my eyes look like my feet. I blew my nose and sniffed abit, and called myself a real nitwit. I just don't get it maybe I'm dumb. I'm not but but wish to s
Jain to jain kahan, samjay ga kon yahan dard bharay dil ki zuban, apna bi gham hay un ka bi gham hay, ab dil k bachay ki umeed kam hay, ik kashti so toofan, jain to jain kahan
Just a nice song
Climb high on Blue Mountain, hug the dark rain clouds; they too will burst into tears that water concrete jungles and wash traces of negro blood from asphalt Climb high on Blue Mountain and bawl your green eyes red Your womb is ancien
For days we mount white stallion, going westward, far from the black stone path The beast pants, but carry on with fire in its eyes New shoots down-trodden in the channel I taste the straps on forerunners deep beyond their dermis, way
What better a way to release emotion than to write it. Thank you foro aallowing me too.
So few are they whose legion is peace. Did Columbus chase stillness beyond tumultuous seas? Sails and oars were manned by dissidents, genocide is patent. Prayers and spreads with huge birds were answered with reservations, provisions like
How broad can bald eagle spread wings? Over Gag and Magog, to the east, and the place of morning calm When she is molting a spot is unclothed, New Orleans in the south Red China swelling in Asia with great sway An occult war manufact
Sparkling, long, and flowing soft, and shimmering through a comb, A little hand ,with love,caressed each strand and knew a home. Her eyes alight with awe to see the splendour falling there in the magic that was moonbeams, that was grandma's silver
They strayed below the greening hills to love. He'd show her how, When breezes raised her tumbling hair and kissed her fevered brow, to rise above and float the larks suspended in the air who'd sing the tune of wakening upon the lady fair. Th
My sister and I, when together are still just as silly as we ever were ! Some of us never out-grow silly, but who wants to anyway ?...We have too much fun, but mum's the word on who the guilty party was. I'll never tell.. Sisters just don't snitch on each other. Oh I guess 1 small hint can't hurt..it wasn't me.
When the day is done Down to earth then sinks the sun Along with everything that was lost and won When the day is done. When the day is done Hope so much your race will be all run Then you find you jumped the gun Have to go back where you be
Why have so many secrets what do you have to hide is it just your regrets or is it that you lied You talk so long and often and plan a rendezvous. Hearts begin to soften, thoughts of what could ensue. When things are left unsaid and clos
Instant poem, created by it's artist fresh from the fantasy of his mind!
i felt in a horrible mood all day today and that's what came out
When did I learn to forget my own heart? Surely I knew of it when I was small; For I remember that most pleasant part- that which can cope with the pain of the fall? Why did I learn to forget my own mind? Surely without it I can't even think..
ONE OF MY OLD BAR BUDDIES TOLD ME POOR PANAMA PETE WAS RUN OVER BY A TRAIN....WELL REST IN PIECES MY OLD FRIEND
Mommy I'm sorry if my first letter made you cry To be honest with you I don't think that I wanna die Sometimes I feel like that I'm cancerous in others lives Thats probably why I drink at night and sleep till 4 or 5 It's kinda hard walking throug
Taking it to the next level.
one of the songs me and my band are recording tomorrow
Enjoy folks, any questions or feedback much appreciated.
(this is not a poem, i get alot of my poetic influence from musicians and alot of people miss out on good stuff because there not into a certain genre of music so enjoy ill be posting more in the future. If you have any questions as to the artist or would like more references id be glad to answer.)
i wrote this one day when i was bored in class. it's kind of a fun play on words.
Look well to this day, For it and it alone is life. In its brief course Lie all the essence of your existence:The Glory of Growth The Satisfaction of Achievement ...The Splendor of Beauty For yesterday is but a dream, And tomorrow is but a
I wrote this poem for someone I had been seeing for 3 months. I wasn't sure what direction the relationship was going in and I just wanted him to know that if it lasted for awhile or forever, it made me smile when I thought of him and wondered if he felt the same way.
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