Time
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
Night Sky--- monorhyme
I wish that I could do it more justice like Tennyson or Yates would have done
A Christmas Snow------monorhyme
A Christmas Snow The soft snow flakes fall gently coating the land, which to white is turning. Trees brushed white stand gleaming as Christmas dawns with sunlight bursting. A hush settles as people start stirring emotions high, children in
Never say never
Lol nothing much I just felt I could drop some lines. :D
A Soldier’s Quantum
Trying to understand the dilemmas a religious soldier may have.
ostend souls...
climatic grey and blues...
The End of Humility
I was written to first by this woman...I thought that to be award winning in and of a woman on the web...now I see that because women remain silent it merely tells me that they are weary of all the lies of relationships and that all they really want is equality so that they can complain of what a man isn't and what he does-do or is. This is a dedication to my experiences.
Sas tries to Rhyme
Okay I know it's cheesy, But I tried to at least Rhyme LOL
Bonfire And MoonLight
Inspired by Beltane a while back. Fitting to share before May is gone. Blessed be, all those who move with the dance of life.
A Bit Of This And That
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
Crazy World Of Skin Colour
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
I Recall (monorhyme)
So Many special moments in my mind for some of them I have really pined remembering those I have left behind I can recall with clarity those declined Special places that became entwined in the canvas of my mind now redefined I revisit with gl
Stone Ring monorhyme
Majestic stones stood in a ring while birds flew by on the wing this once was a place of kings who spent their time battling Their foes were now for beheading this fate was cruel but befitting a warning for others come warring with every int
A Wet Day (Monorhyme)
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
without you
I wrote it before 3 years ago
Kids funny rhyme .
Had written for kids .
Local Politics (Macduff's Just Because Challange)
Well....placing some folksy diatribe about politics into a most colorful local "Hill Farmer" vernacular requires some skill so that means in order to meet Macduff's challenge and only slight variations of spelling and language that sounds more like the folks back here in the 'stick's would reckon. Hope you enjoy !! :)))
Religion
poem is written as an Indian who considers his country above all religions. Who respects all religion. Who has love in his heart for everyone..
The Emotions Behind A Friend Request
the friend request of many good people are just rejected by their face race caste religion etc i am writing this poem like a boy who has sent a request to his crush n the girl rejected it . sorry if i offend anyone i agree that not all friend request should be accepted people now a days just randomly send them..
THE FINAL REALIZATION
I have written this poem as an old man who is not happy with the way he has lived his life and now he wants to apologize for the wrong things he has done...
a billion WAYS TO SAY three little words
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 SEAT at THE righT HAnd oF My LORD
"no man is an island unto himself every man's death diminishes me"
son of death (jim morisson in memoriam)
poets you're only a fraction..
A MAN MADE A MAD MASTER
i don't have the energy anymore to click my heels so i weep for the innocents dead instead
G R O W I N G F R O M Y E A R T O F E AR
AND THE REST IS HIS STORY
A DISTINCTION WITHOUT A DIFFERENCE
I WROTE THIS CUZ THE b*tch WON'T SHUT UP AND SO AS LONG AS I'M HIDING FROM HER i MAY AS WELL HAVE AUTHORED THIS POEM
Monorhyme
Something different for fun
The Hands of God
He uphold me in the hollow of his mighty hands, So far above the sinking sand. Holy angels around me stand, Ten thousand times ten thousands. I’m preserved in the cavity of his stalwart palms; I’m sheltered from life’s raging storm. On life’s
past last at the from
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
veretable soup
this stuph must have bene written by a manic, maniacal and miserable man
maliCE iN thUnderLaNd
this poem was written because of shows that prove that a plethora of pathetic people piss and/or puke this on puny planet ~Phree!~
African Spring
This is my memory of what Spring is like back home. Enjoy. xx
What Love Is ...
What is Love to U??
Come Swing With Me!
Just somthing I wrote from a past memory when I was young and carefree. xx
Thinking Of You
First Love - Bitter-Sweet.
I Once Spied A Famished Fairy!
This was a fun poem I wrote for a Poetry Contest. xx
Haunting Eyes
This iswhat happens when one falls in love with married men! xx
FLOWER
I met someone at a poetry site and he inspired me to write this.
SHE
Just an abstract piece.
I'll Stay For A While ...
No particular reason for writing this - I just have an overactive imagination. xx
Your Essence
I met this guy last year who was an exceptional dark poet. I loved his work and he isnpired me to write this.