Queen Searching Lost Kingdom
The poem "Queen Searching Lost Kingdom" is a beautiful and deeply evocative narrative, eloquently capturing the journey of a queen in search of her lost realm. It effortlessly weaves the theme of perseverance, love, and the power of hope through its exquisite lines. (To Maharlika)
It Takes Two to Tango
This poem, titled "It Takes Two for a Tango," is a beautiful exploration of love and partnership through the metaphor of a tango dance, taking place in the natural backdrop of a blooming garden. Each flower represents a unique aspect of love, making the poem rich in imagery and symbolism. The poetry flows rhythmically, much like the dance it describes, and uses the flowers as a progression through different stages of love, from passion (roses) to purity (daisies), commitment (lilies), joy (sunflowers), harmony (tulips), mystery (orchids), gentleness (violets), brightness (marigolds), and finally the culmination of love's journey (garden).(To Maharlika)
Love is sometimes bitter
Please forgive how bad the poem is. I have not had my Morning Coffee yet. My kitty also keeps interuppting me to play. Five minutes into it, she curls up and starts snoozing.
Corn
just musing around, where are all our poets, winter hibernation?
Dog on a Chain
Hold up in the storm comrades
my love
it talks about the vibes of a healthy relationship
Christmas Shopping in November
Already watching Thanksgiving and Christmas movies. I started off with Charlie Brown's Thanksgving and also watched the best of Saturday Night Live's Best Thanksgiving sketches.
"Desire"
Your desires engraved in the look your face, eye flame. I do not run away against the pupil heat burning skin. I serve raspberry breasts swollen with longing you rock the depth of your hand mouth by touch asking for more. You intertwine t
Love is an illusion
My heart is as pure as that of a child My passion is hot and my temper is mild I do have love in abundance To share it with you, I have no resistance Then why can't I find someone to love me? A special lady to set my emotions f
Wings of an Angel
I wrote this poem in my bedroom at a private French Chateau in central France in December 1999. It was a very difficult period in my life emotionally with someone special floating in and out of my life at will. The writing of this poem was cathartic and helped me overcome the emotional roller coaster which was playing havoc with my working life at the Chateau at the time.
You do not define me!
These are the lyrics to one of my favorite songs. It's important to remember that even in faith we are constantly tested. The devil will never stop trying to get to us. You have to fight to remain good and pure in all that you do, all the time.
neon rain
writing some blues lyrics..
To My Mongol Love I want to make my Husband
I am protesting genocide against the Mongols and desperate to marry a Mongol man
WHAT I SEE
I've seen the fire, that you think that you should hide. try not to show it, bury it down deep inside. though you don't know it I've seen the flames there in your eyes I know you don't think it's true, but I see more light in you than you do.
Jeeves
Jeeves of course was the butler.
Loss
I wrote this poem at a time when a dear friend had lost his wife in a tragic accident. I saw how much he grieved for her and it broke my heart. I chose to write This poem in a feeble effort to express, in some small way, my condolences And an empathic understanding of what he might be going through.
RESTLESS & LOST
The feeling ..hard to explain I recognise myself only in name the sense of self merely a shell the only feeling - living in hell The light - end of tunnel is barely in sight as sleeplessness reigns yet another night So much to live for but la
True Meaning of Love
Love is like a game of Chess The wrong move could cost you everything Love is like conquering a Territory If you leave that Territory sit for too long without care It will be taken by someone else, Conquered Love is like a secret that some can n
Lost For Words
I write many lyrics. I struggle to write about love though. Always seems it should be easy when I read someone else's words, but finding my own never is.
Come Back Here With Me
About being with someone who constantly disappears within their own mind. They're there and yet not there.
The Eternal Fall
Not a light read, but an insight into a time when I felt alone and abandoned. Not for my taste, but how I felt after a rather dark time in my life. I also write childrens stories, ironic isn't it. 180 degrees from my poem I posted yesterday. I have more let me know what you want. kindly---Penwick
Changes
I occasionally write rap lyrics and bars from time to time when i'm bored or the emotion or an idea/rhythm hits me. I tend to rap with an old school Eminem style with the Slim Shady twists to my lyrics. I tend to have darker, angry, violent, s*xual lyrics. But mostly they're just ways of expressing emotions rather than following through with them and letting them run my life. Just because rappers say things doesn't mean they actually mean or do the things they do... they're mostly metaphors and alternative ways of self-expression. Hell, it's better to get your anger out on paper and deliver a message to influence others to create a talent in expressing their emotions and getting them off their shoulders/chest rather than following through with them and letting them overtake your life and control you. A lot of people hate on artists and musicians like Eminem because he's either considered too aggressive, too angry, too violent, too sexist, too homophobic, too crazy... but little do they realize, Eminem chose to make a living expressing his darker and pent up feelings and emotions. Rather than following through with them and actually committing the things he says. He simply says it like a story. And that's the message he tries to get across to people when he put out the "Real Slim Shady" and songs like that. To explain to people that they should be themselves and not take his lyrics and words so seriously and to heart. After all, it's entertainment. Instead take the message and ideas and create your own way of expressing yourself in a productive manner. And maybe you can touch the hearts of others and inspire others to become artists instead of criminals or murderers, rapists, thugs, etc. Sometimes you get mad and upset when people hurt you... you have messed up thoughts and feelings but you don't actually want those things to truly happen... you just feel that way sometimes. It's like telling someone you hate them one minute, and when you cool off... you realize it was a petty and stupid reason to get mad and say those things... and you really don't hate them. It's just how you felt at that time. Now imagine if you killed someone because at that time you felt like doing it.... now you just committed something that can never be taken back and you basically ruined your life. Some people take things too seriously and they end up getting the wrong kind of message from something like music, movies, video games, books, etc. And they totally miss what the artist or developer was trying to truly get across... Those people are the people you normally see trying to emulate the artist or character they idolize. They lose track of the message and end up trying to be the package that was used to deliver the message. Sorry for the rant, I hope my rap could possibly make people think about life and entertainment... maybe reconsider and have a newer outlook on artists or works of art/entertainment. Thanks for your time.
Within this Flower
Within this flower of a rose A single drop of dew Cascades its fount, and now are tears Cried for the man she knew. Dainty lashes - wet with tears Emotion over flows Her heaving bosom ; - dare no one say That moss about her grows. Too soo
now that your gone......
i cant wait to leave this world .....thats what this poems about ......sorry....
A Fairy Tale
I love fairy tales especially with a happy ending.
DAFFODILS
This is one of the most famous of Lyric Poetry ever written...
Juice
This violence is spreading instead of getting better. I know I won't be taking any trips to Chicago any time soon. This is a parody of a song from the movie soundtrack Juice. It is about four friends and one who enjoys having the power of a gun. He is played by the rapper Tupac who was shot dead on September 7, 1996.
<——As is as is——>
I have had mates who have fought in the war. It’s sort of a memorial and memory of my mate. ?????????????
Death By Homicide
The terror is immense My heart's beating intense I never did anything this harsh It doesn't make any sense My life keeps on flashing My lungs keep on gasping I want to take action but my feet make no traction My hands and arms still Only pai
An Angels Shame
Angel has been burned. Falling with smoking wings. Earthbound she is spurned. On and on till it stings. Heaven forgets her face. As she crashes into ground. With outstretched arms knowing, She'll never be found. And yet, No one cries for
Heavenly Invasion
A chorus of angels, Sang her praises, Ever so soft and sweet. Rising in crescendo, Speeding up tempo, Inspiration and joy did meet. Of all the things I long for, You have to be mine for keeps. No halfway, no middle ground, You`re in too far,
The Dark Side of Me
Why am I not enough? Why must you seek beyond? It's all in you hands, And still you break that bond. When did I fade from you, Like an apparition in the wind? When will the final blow, Make it impossible to mend? Somewhere in the darkness
Until I Caught a Tear
Tiny drops, streaming down, So sad to see. Broken hearts, Broken dreams, Too bad for me. All I ever wanted was the best for you, But I was too wrong to be. I've caught hell, Caught up in those games, Caught up in my fear. I've laid it down
Indifference
Nearly all of the poems I have written are the product of inspiration. Most often from someone I loved or love's demise. Usually conceived in the dim light of depression on a napkin. This one's origin is obvious and is one of my first of my first love. I am however not a purveyor of unhappiness and have a few that are descriptive in nature, whimsical at a time, and compassionate at another.
Love Lied
Never you. Never me. Somewhere in our dreams. No more tears. No more glee. Only haunting themes. Jagged shards, Of my heart, Poke me and I bleed. Terrified, Undignified, Heartfelt and in need. I scream in my mind... Trapped inside, Br
a profile is nothing..
everyone need more care and loving.
Why can’t you be yourself?
Can you accept the fact? To be yourself and attempt not to act To impress a member of the opposite gender By being romantic and tender Can’t you see that soon the truth will become clear? How will you explain your lies my dear? You
A TALE OF TWO SHADOWS 11/27/2015
I believe this piece may be one of my best ones of 2015. Its about Deep Intimacy... It goes along the lines of another posted up sometime ago. LOCKED IN MORTAL EMBRACE. Hope u enjoy it. Cos it was a good write. Its not yet on any of my albums of mine. But it lives up to my writing styles in the truest sense... SINCERELY YOURS - BOBBY
Self-satisfied smile
This is a song rather than a straight poem. (think Loud an Heavy), Screaming guitars and a bass line you can feel in your bones Not to everyone's tastes I know. But I would like to know what you think about it . Good or Bad, If there are any Metalheads out there who would like to put some Music to it, PM me
The Sail Of Color White
(c) 2013
The Man Who Never Smiled:..Epilogue
Epilogue, but this time fiction as I'm still alive and kicking. For our international friends "swaggie"short for swagman, a person who walked the roads seeking work carrying his meagre belongings tied to a stick and wrapped in a piece of cloth which also doubled as a blanket. His "swag". Similar in many ways to a tramp.
The Searching
Brand new. Wanted to write this just for the site....
RE: Dancing in the dark
Nicely worded, thankyou for posting daniel..........Andrew....
RE: If I could (2) (A Trilogy)
Thanks Soph, Tea and Tulips coming up!! Robx...
RE: Lips
Lool oi oi Lads :D i have no idea what its about i love your comments so funny, had a good time reading em :) Lorii...
RE: THE BILLION DOLLAR LOSER
I wish Bernie could have run against Trump in 2016, and I feel he will be denied again so Obama's VP can mumble his way through another Democratic loss....
RE: A Job
I suppose some of us have gone through this,I was very shy too,now after joining PC I have shed that skin of hesitancy,I was so afraid of the world but life taught me many lessons.Chin up and move forward,god be with you....
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