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i'd wish this had happened but for the fact that after the alter appeard a child who would grow up to be a genius, have a hot genius wife and a cutest little son a father ever had...even mine!
Have a Blessed All Soul's Day
Lol nothing much I just felt I could drop some lines. :D
St. Basil's cathedral is a magnificent architectural piece!
I'm 70years old, I read this poem for the first time when I was about 8, my mother had got it from a friend at work.
No particular reason for writing this - I just have an overactive imagination. xx
You know what its about.
Nature with its beauty and splendor is the obvious and glaring sign, the proof and signature of a Creator.
The only love poem I've ever written
I wrote this one 4-19-2011 just by basically finger picking at some chords on the guitar, then I started writing and rearranging the sound.
I took a stroll on a wet November day following a track down to the byway there was a pile up causing a long delay nearby some heaps of trash left to decay rumbling sounds as I cross the tramway then down the steep hill to the walkway Into th
I met someone at a poetry site and he inspired me to write this.
He is worthy of my praise...
inspired by Beatle's: - Julia - Julia, sleeping sand, silent cloud, Touch me, So I sing a song of love, Julia
because much as the Bible was dictated so men would scribe his words, instead i heard the voic of the dearly departed Mr. William Burroughs..there was a dude who wrote a lot of stuph and injected a lot of stuph
A most isolated place on earth with intriguing giant stone statues..
Just an abstract piece.
The sylvan landscape stretched for miles reached across golden fields by stiles. Leaves carpeted the ground like tiles whilst branches lay in gathered woodpiles. Ancient venerable trees lined the aisles that wandered willy nilly like juvenile
Some dark-skinned people seek to lighten their skin colour By applying skin creams to make themselves fairer Most of those creams have some chemical matter That can cause serious health problems later Their use is common in countries like India
Love, love. love. Being in love with love.
all my poem reflect my real life experience. i broke up with a lady that i deeply inlove with. we were about to to be one piece. Then her family refused her to marry me because i had a certain financial back ground. i let her go thou it dented my heart. i tried to move on but her smell still haunt me upto now.
MARK DAVID CHAPMAN WROTE ME AND INSTRUCTED ME TO WRITE THIS POEM
"no man is an island unto himself every man's death diminishes me"
Woman is a piece made for my adopted mother.
Simply love.
Some lines for August.
Best wishes on Valentine’s Day.
this poem was written because of shows that prove that a plethora of pathetic people piss and/or puke this on puny planet ~Phree!~
There's a certain fear with an invisible enemy in our midst. But I believe, if it's our time to go, we have to go wherever we are.
Simple love lines, the folly of falling in love.
Little rhyming and rhythmic melody…..about listening to your gut feelings.
hoo-ray winter is nearly done
Lockdown thoughts... destruction and suffering in the world because of the lack of love.
all that excess Chinese real estate, coming home to roost now fellows
~free cee~! and how much would you wager that if we met and spent one half hour together you'd swear you just came upon the most intelligent gentleman you have or ever will be likely to see again,then i arise and walk away with you swearing you met a genius in the flesh....i come back and give me another half-hour and you'll walk away thinking you just encountered the dumbest man on earth? AND I NEED ANY MORE SHRIMP ON YOUR MISUNDERSTANDING BARBIE!
I wish that I could do it more justice like Tennyson or Yates would have done
Just having a little fun with 'rhymes'.??
A Bit Of This and That Since early childhood he had been wandering the world vast treks completed mainly on foot, some like in days of old walking in the footsteps of Stanley and listening to tales told of safari's into the depths of the dark
They took off in the wind. Just like all the songs no one finished. Nobody is kissing, Everyone is sighing, Tired and worn out from another useless day. Every tear is done, No hugs for anyone, Just another song about another hopeless cause
Time takes all of us we ride the carousel til dusk We walk into the rain and rust like metal chains oblivious it obvious that time is sure the world goes on the passing pure The bleak and tragic end assured to all of us we'll pass as
I sit alone. I write, I think. Searching for just one conclusion, One ending. To feel complete. There's a missing piece, a cold black hole, Which never ends... Oh! The quessiness it sends! Where's the way out? Why am I stuck? Am I a prisone
The promise of a new morn. Creates a warming effect in the heart... Lovely Kabsat!...
good imagery full of passion you carry the reader wiyh you fine write Jessie...
The wrong name i meant,no more coffee for me i guess...
A good read and yes accountable is a must...
we share so much, the celestial stars, might envy us. Gotitall That! is such a gorgeous loving peace of writing, wow! So rich and full of deep love That!............is rocking someones world out there! Sophia xx...
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