Changing Eyes
Completely abstract poem with no special or known meaning
Time doesn't always heal
Just a fleeting thought
Prostate Cancer and Arthritis
A sister once told me If the male sperm sits too long in the testicles It could cause prostate cancer and it's important For men to have multiple ejaculations Or even m**turbate often to release the sperm Well, this brother told me that he ag
last
if this is the last thing I ever write, it is because of you how could you throw love away you were h*rny? you are mindless. soulless. worthless. and now a murderer.
Paint my picture
Painting can be fun
Something besides looks
It is about falling in love I guess
A wave ride
What I have learned from riding the dark wave
Was it a dream?
A silly poem that came out of nowhere
Runaway Love
That feeling that you get when your heart races with love, perhaps? :)
Impolite dreams
It's all about dreams
Are you real ?.
Will there be happiness? Is it really a feeling that emerges at the best moments? Or maybe just some flash created by moments filled with complete joy? It will be my question a cliché, everything is based on the time we empty our mind, what never mot
Mystery is Love
Only when you reached an understanding that what you've known all along is true.
God is Hated...
If you say goodbye ..you are far away of GOD, this is only i can say. Enjoy!
By God's Grace
There is no such COINCIDENTs happens in this world, this is HIGHTIME, we should be familiared with it, if not, we will die out in guessing why !!! See this number 11:11 and try to know God's experience
The Idea of being a Moderator
As far as i remember I have never insult ANYONE, what i write i do write in the broad- day-light, why people concern ??? It is absolutely my own, it has NO single purpose to hurt any body, the problems sits in your mind that you give a bit IMPORTANCE to yourself. I am NOT trying to IMPOSE myself on YOU, what i say is my own EXPERIENCE, am here only to make you aware of the ultimate TRUTH, thats my JOB as a "LightWorker", if you ever have seen the number 11:11 in my profile--- it says i am one of those 144000 LW, I dont need to fight/ I just lit the light. Pls. Dont get HURT, Dont get OFFENDED, only try to UNDERSTAND, if you cant --- just FORGIVE ME
No Love
This site has no one (to love)
Felled Down
This is not a POEM though... Let me clear why do i use three dots(...) in my writing, graphology says people who use three dots in their writing are said to be creative enough , it doesnt mean you are femel !!!
Reproch
I found too many Out there Asperser, Quite educated From school/college though But They seem will never amend Themselve, They will still write blogs And condem nearly every one creative, This is so Disgusting And these people Never com
Am not sick
I see girls here I see girls there I cannot make a POST CS doesnt allow me to, Girls becomes GHOST !!! (haahaahaa there are girls, even better if i say boys also, they try to find MEN-IN-BLACK, sometime they try to gues 'M out using MACHEI
Speaking N' Squeaking
Crawling around on the dirt, other critters do it, so it won't hurt. My Stomach spread on the floor, so much to see, its Never a bore. a mouse Scurries up and started to squeak I listened, then i tried to speak. It nodded back and hugged
A Continuum We Are
A zigsaw poem? and just wondering how the pieces-the phrases might fit together. Believe there is a central theme here. If we turn it upside down........
Will you still be there ?
Love for life ? Dream or reality ? I would say possibility.. but how long ? Forever has a date.. so as long as possible.
Shadder o’these Maountains
Speaking in a little hill farmer dialect still used in this little corner of Yankeeland.
An artificail beautiful lady every man wants
Ancient Fairytale and belief
iSagittarius
disenfranchisements from underneath thePines ~: )
WELL PAST TIME
THERE SHOULD BE NO LAW PROHIBITING RESPONSIBLE MARIJUANA USE.
Judge me not from guddudenz
When I wrote it, it was hard finding the exact words to match my feelings. It is not targeted at anyone, its just saying what I saw when I was in that rehabilitation center, to what I see now.
Waiting...
Written while sitting in a waiting room, awaiting my turn.
DENVER IN DECEMBER
I've travelled to Denver four times since December. Each trip was different, filled with memorable experiences, happiness, and love for the city. PLEASE VISIT MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL "ROBERT COMRADE" FOR EXCITING VIDEOS FROM DENVER AND THE ROCKIES!!!
The end of time
Just stange
Unsure
I write how I feel I conform to conventional rhyme schemes and structures when I feel like it. If ever I find The spring of love finds my heart My life will blossom
(Emotional Highway)
just about my life and journey on finding love again
For my daughter Camille, my Junior
There are so many things in life that we can truly feel blessed. My children are more than one o many reasons 9 II feel how great life is. This is a dedication to one of my daughters, my junior, my Camille. I have three wonderful daughters. The two older ones are married and settled in life. My junior opts to live a life alone and yet I feel she's so complete and happy. She's very strongand capable that she's more into helping so many people specially her beloved brother, my one and only son.
The Dunes
A photograph (in my profile) I took looking through shallow water at a nearby lake shoreline.
Purple Moon
Inspired by one of those misty, humid, summer nights.
what I feel for you
Sometimes the thoughts in my head seem to explode Sometimes my heart is locked and has no code To be opened again, to beat the right song I found a small light of a candle The darkness can be fought away But sometimes you come and blow it out
The Storm
thunder and lightening very very frightening, scare me not you howling misery, life is better than your scary destiny. uncover the beauty of lifes tender love, uncover the truth of lifes gentle rose, get out your camera, while i strike a po
The Rivers Of My Tears
I originally posted this when I was told life was waving me goodbye only to be told 45 days later that I was going to live long after all. I can only be thankful and grateful. Just revisiting my past. Thanks again for all your peruse.
I can't Love you.
My love for you is a sweet, yet bitter contradiction, I want to meet you but I don't want to see you, your beauty will blind me! I want to fall in love with you, but I want to let you go, I want to kiss you, but I'm afraid to miss you, I want to
No Title
the bones of my soul like scarecrow trees awaiting Spring blossoms
Emerald green
Just a special dedication someone dear to me.
Fingernails
I guess this is an abstract writing of frustration...