silent night
i just feel, empty.
A LOVE POEM
Best wishes on Valentine’s Day.
Kids funny rhyme .
Had written for kids .
Never say never
Lol nothing much I just felt I could drop some lines. :D
SEARCHING
Reflects how I feel about the search to find that "Special Someone" who is tired of playing games and seeks a love that is sharing/caring/true/tender and above all FOREVER.
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!
ostend souls...
climatic grey and blues...
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...
I Was Prepared
I wrote it to capture the moods of relating to people on a personal level on the internet.I was prepared for the advantages and disadvantages but even outside of cyberspace we have to deal with them.
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
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.
I CAN'T REMEMBER -- author unknown
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.
You
You know what its about.
L O V E, L O V E, L O V E
Simple love lines, the folly of falling in love.
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
all dreams are gone
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
Silence Molds the Clouds All day
inspired by Beatle's: - Julia - Julia, sleeping sand, silent cloud, Touch me, So I sing a song of love, Julia
veretable soup
this stuph must have bene written by a manic, maniacal and miserable man
CREATION
Nature with its beauty and splendor is the obvious and glaring sign, the proof and signature of a Creator.
NO TIME TO DIE
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.
have a SEAT at THE righT HAnd oF My LORD
"no man is an island unto himself every man's death diminishes me"
African Spring
This is my memory of what Spring is like back home. Enjoy. xx
APPRECIATE THE STRUGGLE
Just lockdown thoughts again.
Haunting Eyes
This iswhat happens when one falls in love with married men! xx
REALITY CAN STRIKE ONE FALLING
One can have delusion or a mirage, but reality can strike us and it hurts?
Adoration
Loving someone that is not trustworthy
WHISPERS
ARE YOU STILL THERE !!! COME CLOSER..., OPEN YOUR CHEST..., AND LET ME IN... I AM COLD OUT THERE.., AND I LONG FOR REST.....
Is it me, or is it you?
Just having a little fun with 'rhymes'.??
Evergrande
all that excess Chinese real estate, coming home to roost now fellows
SHE
Just an abstract piece.
ashes
a poem about being stuck in a bad relationship, and not knowing when to get out.
without you
I wrote it before 3 years ago
Walking Hand In Hand
I wrote this for a contest and won SILVER for this poem. It was written from a memory I have as a young girl when I first discovered love. I am sure we have all been in that place before. Enjoy. xx
FLOWER
I met someone at a poetry site and he inspired me to write this.
I Once Spied A Famished Fairy!
This was a fun poem I wrote for a Poetry Contest. xx
I'll Stay For A While ...
No particular reason for writing this - I just have an overactive imagination. xx
What Love Is ...
What is Love to U??
Honestly
I wrote this contemplating being single and how all of the men in my small town seem to be the same.
What is Man? (an original poem from a book of Inspiration that I published in 2016)
“What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him, that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?” (Job 7:17 & 18)
Thinking Of You
First Love - Bitter-Sweet.
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!~
THIS MAN AIN'T GOD'S FAN
I HAVE RUN OUT OF GODS TO CURSE, INCLUDING JEHOVAH---I WAS THINKING ABOUT BUDAH BUT THEN REALIZED HE WAS JUST A FAT PROPHET, NOT A GOD******AND I DIG WHEN THEY ASK "DID YOU WRITE THIS POEM" AS IF ANY OTHER POET COULD CONCEIVE OF SUCH HORRID, HORRIBLE AND HATEFUL THINGS!