Can dreams become reality
This poem is about a lost love
Whispering samd
what can I say I just love to write about all things in life
I SEE LOVE I SEE LONELINESS
I SEE LOVE, I SEE FEELING, BUT I CRY, AM I ALONE IN THIS WORLD? BUT I KNOW LOVE IS WONDERFUL LOVE IS EVERYTHING FOR HUMAN BEING WE MUST LOVE SOMEONE WHEN THEY ALIVE WHY WE CRY AT NIGHTS? REALLY WHO K
YOUR KISS
YOU CAN FEEL REAL LOVE FROM KISS KISS OF LOVE, KISS OF FAKE KISS OF SPLIT KISS OF WILDDERNESS KISS OF SATISFACTION KISS OF LONELYNESS BUT KISS IS WONDERFUL FEELING FO
Moonglow Beach
This is a lyric I wrote and turned into a song, If you'd like a link to the song just msg me,
UNDERSTANDING...
HOW CAN SHE UNDERSTAND ME...IF I SAY LIKE THIS..?
The date
Trying to find dates, and friends!
You Used To Make Me Feel Beautiful
This is my first poem in English. It's actually lyric for a song. I wrote it today.
JUST AS PERFECT, AS PERFECT CAN BE
I wrote this poem, as a self-reminder of the importantance to value first n foremost the opinion we hold of ourselves, for it matters most ! I dedicate this poem to my very beautiful daughter Janadelina, n all the other beautiful strong women in my life, my mother, my grandmother, my sisters, nieces. I am so blessed ! aware3
THAT MOST MAGNIFICENT TAPESTRY
My own perception of Divine Oneness, that I believe we all share. A oneness that does not see race, age, country, creed, or any of the self-imposed barriers, that we put between ourselves and others. And then we ask, "Why is there so much loneliness and suffering on this beautiful planet, that we inhabit"? We must somehow, find our way back to that sameness, and return to our true origin. To see beyond the exterior, which is only temporary-to the infinite Spirit, that created and connected all to it and to each other. As a Spiritual Advisor/Catalyst, it is part of a collection. I hope to soon complete them to share...
Sometimes Impatience, Is A Far Greater Virtue !
I decided to make impatience into a true-blue virtue, for it can come in really handy when, we aren't getting the desired results from patience, n it has gotten a bad rap for centuries. Who got to decide that anyway ? It is now one of my own special personal mottos ! aware3
wanting
to wake up and notice that your not there and wonder why lifes just not fair with every second passing no you in sight to need you close by me tonight my eyes look around to catch a glance of you to sit alone in this room what am i to do to know your
PAGAL LARKA
WHEN YOU GOT THE MEANNING OF THIS POEM YOU WILL WIN A GIFT FROM ME SO DONT FORGET TO TELL ME...........!!! THAT YOU KNOW THE MEANNING OF THIS POEM
...lonly beach...
...most hated thing lonliness...
Blue Waters
A poem about an evening of trying to write a love poem to someone who's love is no longer.
Winter Come
A poem describing the coming of winter.
NEVER SAY I LOVE U
hmmm. what yah think folks
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 !
Dark Night
It's a dark night, so silent. With a dark plan, so violent. Moving through the shadows without a sound. There's a man creeping forward now who will never be found. With eyes set on death and gold he moves towards your bed, By dawn you will be fo
Directions of My Abyss
I took just one second to stand back and reflect To challenge my own sanity and emotional intellect With just one whisper, a promise forever true Through the Storms and Wars I've Fought, I still only fight for you A thousand miles in either d
Pres. Obama’s Shout-Out to the Critics
I wrote this poem early part of this month as a blog posted on my website. It's a common sense/lash out at the president's most harshest critics and haters. These people seem to criticize everything that he does. As an independent, but more over to the base of the conservative side of the political spectrum, I agree/disagree on certain things that the president have done but I'm willing to give him time and show him respect like I did with former president Bush. Bashing just to be bashing and engaging in double standards towards him and not with other past presidents is not constructive criticism. What these people need to understand that this type of behavior is Only making themselves look seriously misinformed and ignorant, not the president!
"Porque Eu Sei Que É Amor"
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
I love you more..
Sometimes it's hard for me to say to you.. All of the things that I want to And it's not that I don't care.. Because you know I do.. Sometimes, I hold back maybe out of fear. But then I guess .. sometimes, Maybe we all do. And I w
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Got this never ending feeling Following me down every road i take Burning sun on my back Coming out in a cold sweat It leaves a bitter sweet taste on my tongue Got my finger wrapped around the trigger of a loaded gun Wrap me up in cotton wo
one hand wavin' free
Some of Bob Dylan's best lyrics, From "Mr. Tambourine Man"
My Beautiful flower
just being real writing to the girl of my dreams lol.
"Thinking About My Love
writing to the girl of my dreams
"Riding high"
a blast from the past...circa late 60's
If Something Happened to Me
If something did happen to me, I would be curious to know how everyone who knew me would react. I wasn't liked that much, and it would just make me wonder if anyone would mourn the loss of my life.
desperado
from the top of my head
Three Days in May
This poem is to my sweetheart, we met here. Talked for a while. Then we met, we went for a long walk,..... and fell in love!
Grandaughter Levanna
I'm so proud of my grandaught.
Two heart-beats, that never stops…
it is about two girl friends and their relatonship, after reading my new poem A PHONE CALL, they met again......
The Feast
Have you ever watched a crescent moon tiptoe cross the sky or sang in haunting harmony with the nightbird as she flies? Have you tasted every color of the rainbow's lofty hues or reveled in the raindrop's kiss? or drank of morning dew? Have y
The Battle
From poetry collection titled "Reflectionz" copyright 2005
Missing You
I wrote this poem when my wife told me she doesn't love me anymore and left me.
What if
Many possibilities, same question stem: what if. Believe it or not, it's a love poem. Not much of one, but it was written in that mindset.
Clouds and Waves
When I saw the clouds in blue sky Rolling direction in the morning breeze My heart is always asking Where they then go later When I looked at the waves in the blue sky Nonstop romp over time What they're looking for Arriving on the beach sand
Illussive Dream
I searched the world over for you. Knowing one day we would meet. The mere thought of you takes my breath away. You make me feel complete. You take my hand in yours. And tell me to search no more. To close my eyes and see. The life I want
Your Secret
For...???
Missing You
You have the sweetest smile and you have the warmest heart and I really miss your laughter whenever we're apart, Your photograph reminds me of the days when you are near, but it can never hold me close and kiss away each tear, And when at night the
Moola Jive
I love money, I love cash. I’ve got to keep my money in a stash. ‘Cause money and me’s a spendin’ spree. A buck, a buck, a buck, a buck, a buck. I love money just for me. I love the moola jive that it gives me. My money and me, we’re curr