Enamorada (Soneto asonante)
Basado en una relación amorosa
The Moon Will Cry
An expose on pollution. I hope it shames all those whom disregard our fragile planet into some action.
A Tapestry of Growth
improvement can't like you
vegas
I wrote this over40 years ago its what happens to people that love the easy money
Sonet #22
Forever Young
Sunday
This poem is about me and my girlfriend and the weekends we have together
HIDDEN TREASURE
WE CAN SEARCH FOR TREASURE, STORM THE GREAT WALLS OF THE KEEP, OR HUNT ALONG THE HILLSIDE WHERE GOLD IS BURIED DEEP. WE CAN QUEST ENDLESSLY FOR SOME GREAT HIDDEN TROVE AND HUNT FOR SPARKLING GEMS WHEREVER WE MAY ROVE. OVER LAND OR SEA OR WAY
Sonnet #16
Time is one of my most Treasured Assets; so this is an interesting Sonnet that sums it up for me....
LOVEEEEEE !
LOVE IT!!
How You Shine
“How You Shine.” By, Michael P Clarke. (Sonnet.) Like the midday sunlight how you do shine Your Love shines brightly just like molten sun In dreams bright passion your Love it is mine Blessings upon me for i am your one. Above your head
xmas where are you
Is it that time of year With lots of cheer We wish you a merry xmas The cries ring out Music plays we wish a merry xmas I dont feel happy i feel sad Gone is santa his present un opened Lies where it was a decade ago How the spirit broken
America by Claude McKay
A black immigrants view of the US in the '20s, powerful and thought provoking. Have we really moved on? You could swap out the title with any other country and still the poem would make sense. That's indicative of the harsh reality of 21st century living
Love Sonnet XI
Pablo Neruda Love Sonnet XI I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sle
Light From the Darkest Star (Paloma's Challenge)
metaphor for truth,,,,, (originally posted in 2012)
The Wish
I picked up the phone Many times tonight Waiting for your messages about a life you had before The ghosts of love waiting at my door My heart, It feels anticipation my soul, it aches apprehensive in mind As the ghosts of love Knock once
Sonnet No1
My work sometimes requires me to visit people's homes, where I often get an insight into their lifestyle. This is an attempt to describe one in particular.
With in a Dream
Twas the twilight creeping in thru morning The linge
Sonnet 1
It was written long ago on 25 March 1992.
Lost Dreams
Gentle winds brushing back the tides of fear Clocks ticking never stopping moving on Coming close remains far, not even near Sad for what might have been, but never was Locked and hidden put away to stay gone All my dreams now s
"Being With You"
About simply being in love.
WHEN GOD IS NUMBER ONE!
GOD Motivational write up has always been my inspiration.
A Gem (sonnet)
A gem's a stone that's rare, but cold inside; - A true gem's in the heart the other hides. When we find that rare one who understands, Then we are privy to those exotic lands. No one can define this thing called "love" That strangest feeling
Timpul Lui Sageata (Time's Arrow)
I lost my cat my cat a month ago and finally I wrote him a homage. Life is fleeting in our world but our memory remains our companion through time.
Battle Cry
I was on the beach, looking over the New York skyline thinking of 9/11 and these words came to mind.
THE COMMON LAW AND EQUITY
I wrote this poem in 2000 after I finished a course, 'Nigeria Legal System' in my second year at Ambrose Alli University, Ekpoma where I read Civil Law. I found the blend of both edges of the law fascinating. This will be better understood by people who understand the legal system of the Commonwealth of Nations as well as Christians who understand what Apostle Paul meant by the Law and Grace in his epistles.
A smile of Pure Delight
Comments would be appreciative
lifes too short to be alone
i write
the name you can trust
we are helpless to find our end..
mansoon
in kerala one of the state in india, mansoon for six months started. 1/4 area filled with water.now heavy rain and wind..... you cannot imagine its beauty....
What Im looking for.
There once with this man , with his feelings close to his heart. Yet he was very shy to express them. Out of fear it would drive what he was looking for, too far away apart. and with many thoughts he kept so deep inside . He could no longe
Unremembered
Written in a moment of pain and longing to get OUT!!!!
Doug
This poem is a concise treatise into the inner workings of the human soul.
The Wave Of Life
Life is like an ocean wave There are high and low days Sometimes the crest has gave Try to surf out and there are no ways Sometimes it hits you like a wall But the wave never spits you out For some reason you never fall Then move on without
Ma'at
Have you ever thought about what it would take to restore life's balance? To fix it where humanity was one with life? Instead of people out there hustling around trying to event this and that to make things better as they see it they would be just enjoying the world as one of natures miracles? To not have anyone better than the other? Richer than the other? The right color? The right size? Just simply allowed to be? To roam the earth to eat the fruits off the trees? Without getting a shot gun shoved in your face and told to get off my property. Because there would no longer be your property or mine. I cannot help but wonder when did we decide we could take property and call it ours? Was this the beginning of the end?
Mystery Of Faith
This sonnet is just reflecting on what Christmas is.
My angel
In of all the world and of all the time When Technology hides God's True Power Full of mystery, love and without rhyme She brings joy to my heart at this very hour. Invisible for all but me to see Is her light and her wings that makes her soa
Under Your Spell
Many thoughts staring out my window my mind drifting away to another time when a late summer night blossoms thoughts still wonderimg what might become of love and life.
september 1916
the tearing of a mans soul by love and the mending of his libido by tinsil..... did i mention she was an elf
Shall I Compare Thee...
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate.... (a snatch from sonnet 18, Shakespeare)
mays love
lone this poem
Help me
I am trying to earn some money. Please take a look.
Kill Me Now
The "kill me now" is not a literal "kill me". It's symbolism for an emotion we have all felt at one point in our lives. I don't want any flack about being suicidal, that's a different issue all together.