Nevermind
When you got to cut ties, with someone who is only hurting you.
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I was reading through the poetry of Elo and it inspired me to write this. It's great that we can be inspired by other "poets."
Strange Meetings
The subject of this poem bears no resemblance to Wilfred Owen's prophetic poem set in WW1. I just thought of how, when you get to a certain age, your life seems to be punctuated by these "strange" meetings. And yet to quote another author, "we beat on, boats against the current."
The People are Strange
people around, humans lives.. words that come from my mind
Who You Are ?
That age old question, that we all have asked. Does anyone really know, who we truly are ? Often not even, our own selves, or the ones that we often thought truly did !
An Herbal Tea
I just first sampled a healthy tea Acknowleged to be the cat's meaw It reeks of grass and tastes like crap And it makes one feel like a cow
SOMEWHERE
Just rumbling.
The Options
To forgive,to move on,to shut down in fear Or to leave for another place It's all in the stories we get to hear And the options we get to face Depending upon what we think is
Cold thorns
My first day in Holland.
Stars beneath my feet.
Walking at 2 in the morning got these thoughts of Hollywood. Don't miss it because I know what the retro Hollywood was and that's what I miss.
The junk collector`s bedtime story
I wrote "The junk collector`s bedtime story"simply to put into words what is one favorite American pastime.As a part time flea market vendor,I just hate to see anything good going to waste.If I find stuff that nobody else wants,I will find out why they got rid of it.If I can fix it,OK.I might use it,keep it,sell it,or trade it.If nothing else,use it for parts to repair other stuff.Some stuff that`s no good I might still save to use as an example to match up replacement parts.If I find something and then discover that its` completely worthless,I can always just put it back where I found it.What really gets me is that people throw stuff out 5 minutes before they need it,only for me to fix it and sell it right back to them.The resale value is ultimately,only as much as what people are willing to pay.But if you have a lot of good used items,if you sell it for a cheap price,you won`t be able to sell it fast enough.
You don't see me...
I'm the sun in your eyes, but you don't see me, I wear no disguise yet you don't see me. I'm a total surprise and you don't see me... You don't see me.
from the Bible 1 Cor 13, 4-7
It´s the best descriptio of love ever heard.
Still Free to a Good Home
It's about me of course!!!
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The moon is so beautiful especially tonight Caressing the darkness with it's soft gentle light It feels like Im moving in circles when I look at the stars in the sky
Schönste Gefühl (Most Beautiful Feeling)
Es ist ein seltsames Gefühl habe ich es kommt und geht in mir kein Name davor erscheint wie es in der Nacht versteckt es ist nicht vom Mondlicht beleuchtet die Sonne bei Tag nicht seine Freundin was ist das seltsame Gefühl? Ich glaube nicht, m
Welcome, New Year, 2015
Hail to thee, the messenger of new hopes and aspirations, Bring the message of a glorious life and inspirations, We look forward to thee for you are yet a mystery Who will someday become history, But that history, we hope, will sing the song of v
Ich bin ganz zufrieden (I am quite happy)
I wrote the poem to say that what I lack is not as important as my serenity and everything I'm blessed with. So many people complain and are resentful and I am grateful for what I do have and I learned how to give thanks for it. Life can be lonely but even then I look forward to every day and appreciate being happy is all I need most in life.
WORDS
Words like our thoughts, carry a strong energy ! I wrote this poem, as a reminder to myself-to always remember... just how powerful words truly are. In particular, those that we speak, to our selves !
Never Alone !
I think this poem explains itself ! After seeing a very close relative go through a very difficult patch, I was inspired to write this, as I also love her as dearly as my own.
Ghost
Written on Halloween night, of course. I just took an idea I had and ran with it. I have since converted it to a song. I just realized I left a verse off. Fixed now.
Thank you (Haiku)
So much talent crosses this corner, I am thankful!
I do believe
Just a poem about my go I lost in a wreck
not thought of it
Sleep well throughout the night Don't be disturbed or be in fright Wake up Dear Canary, The sky is bright Wake up Dear Canary, Get ready for your flight The world is all set for your sight
Without You
Without You, How Did I Live Like This? How Did I Live Without You? Without You, How Did I Live Like This? How Did I Live Without You? With Your Memories,My Nights Passed – 2 The Moonlight Talks To Me About You My Nights Are Lonely With Out You
A Romance To Remember
I am an Amateur Poet that probably in another life was famous for it. (So people online have told me) all my work comes from my heart and mind. It is original not plagerized. I basically just put the words together and they flow to me. I do mostly lyrical poems and song lyrics also. I'm a man full of creativity. Just waiting to share it with some special lady. :)
SINISTER SMILE
It's about lost CHILDHOOD.
THE END - POLITICALLY CORRECT CHRISTMAS ©
I felt much better after I got it all off my chest.... and that I made people laugh.
POLITICALLY CORRECT CHRISTMAS© Part TWO
I enjoyed the fact I could write such a funny poem
POLITICALLY CORRECT CHRISTMAS©
i wrote it when I was angry when we were supposed to say, Happy Holiday in stead of Merry Christmas.
POLITICALLY CORRECT CHRISTMAS© The end
It has been published and I like to make people laugh. Anyone interested in screenwriting in the Florida Clearwater area?
All new the world
The poem is just a little try of one dream for love,how it must be love can to me.............
give me thine kiss
This is poem for one,i am dreaming of one such love in my life,who can love without intentions,change in me,and demands,and comparing without me with others..keep smiling
Love
I have been serching for this one person for a long time and am still waiting for her
I will stay same
This poem is written for the one,who can make me smile,when ever she like to have from me.
Suggestions(Lyric)
"People are People" Its a camp fire sing a long song We're different colors And different creeds And different people Have different needs It's obvious you hate me Though I've done nothing wrong I've never even met you What could I have done People are people so why should it be You and I should get along so awfully People are people so why should it be You should hate me You're punching and kicking, And you're shouting at me, I'm relying on your common decency, So far it hasn't surfaced, But I'm sure it exists, It just takes a while to travel From your head to your fist. I can't understand What makes a man Hate another man Help me understand People are people So why should it be You and I should get along so awfully People are people So why should it be You Should Hate me I can't understand What makes a man Hate another man Help me understand
My sweet heart
I don't know my sweet heart yet. Wish to find her someday!!!
Fears of dreams
is about a man i still love but i think he has never love me
I think I love thee
I think I love thee With the violence of a storm And the grasp of a bird of prey - With the ardor of a consort. I love thee in such a way That the bowels of my being - Like an incandescent volcano – are ablazed With the fire of passion.
dance
just dance .
echo locate
Blind too the world The high pitched sound Echo locate These creature of the night Flying solo they locate their prey Big ears they have For they cannot see Batmen they are not Hanging from the tree In darkness attracts The solli
Road Rage Xmas
'Twas the night before Xmas, the streets were a mess with last-minute shoppers unleashing their stress. The traffic was swarming like flies on a turd with honking and yelling and flipping the bird. Mamá in the cockpit, and I with a map, had