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The absolute truth is just like a small slice of pie and always better than nothing.
This scenario shows two sides of a child’s vision of the future world of tomorrow.
Banshees and Faeries are huge figures in Irish folklore. The Banshee is associated with heralding a person's passing to the spirit world.
Can it be 2022 Sirens sound People hide in hollows Deep Destruction heard Tanks roll by in captive cities War declared stay doors People hear bombs destruction seen people hide people flee People dead Can it be 2022 Will it lead to
Love can die for different reasons. Two reasons are the physical loss of a loved one and the emotional loss of a 'once-loved' one. Both can be traumatic.
Is it merely a poem that I love writing I love riding poems are at least expressing palms I'm also a philosopher of life I believe in things that may be and may not be I look at things in straight eyes and not I don't wear Rose colored glasses I see things the way they are some people look at things in a positive way and some people look at things in a negative way this is what makes us all different and great ways if no one really understands negative and positive always attract their selves no matter what you cannot put a positive positive together they just won't work if you're a magnet but if you flip them over and try to put them together they will stick together so hard that it's very hard to pull them apart life is like a magnet you have to be attracted to each other to be able to make it work
Into this void Off liquid one so small From tiny dot One thus grow Two limbs Four limbs now grow One choirs emotion Motions the head one floats one drwells in the void of liquid life ones tail does follow as one swims about sound from outsi
This poem is about losing someone dear to your heart and finding the strength in the little that is salvaged,,, and the light that shines way after your loved ones are gone,
my fav poetry
One day when you relapse and you do really need someone as a companion to comfort you, someone you expect to be your best side to at least giving you more time, but they were all gone and disappeared. So the only thing you could do just write everything on paper like I do. I know people have their own business. So since that day I never beg for their time. Never beg for attention etc. People will make time if they want to. If they're not, just walk away.
Even in death... you still hold on
Don't go there Cries the hidden voice Inviting lush water's edge Hidden dangers lurk Shortness of breath Freezes ones sense Express ones breath Frozen from water's deep Danger lurks pulls from beneath It waits for You and him and her
In body and soul You where here Taken from us Now your gone Are tears flowed Hearts broken I carried your box to heavens gate The doors opened they let you in Are kind dear mother Now your gone We carry you in are hearts And are s
Encouraging a close friend after her near total collapse under the weight of a very troubled past that simply refused to let her be.
Great memories from my youth in Almost Heaven, West Virginia. My Sweet Hillbilly Girl, the Lord took her, way too soon. The reference to "Mini Thin" refers to a West Virginia native Hillbilly rapper. Check him out Y'all!
eagerly awaiting eagerly anticipating my diamond, where are you? i need a stone, to join my throne i need a poem to find my lass, best i turn up the gass. this aint no techno blast. just need a lover, with which i can dance, just need a d
This is written by a very good friend of mine. I thought it's very interestingly beautiful and I'd love to share it. I'm learning so much from this friend and I know I'm blessed to swim in his world.
Went on a poetry- writing hiatus for over 2 years so feeling like a stranger to both poetry writing and the poets in the corner now. I hope there are still poets here of my days...it would be nice to hear from you all again. Our furry friend was put down this weekend due to his failing health. I didn't think his passing away will move me as much as it did. Nothing much has stirred me in the past three years that's enough to help me find the courage to try writing again.
in the memories of lost love
This Blue Train tasting the sweet rain tracing down my face... unitelligible sounds and benign utterances break the silence... i watch the blue fog slowly move in, penetrating each and every glance of mine eye... the blue train slowly pass
© Syd bliZZard
I worked in Zambia for 6 weeks. The only things I took back to the UK were the clothes I wore. Many people have helped but not enough. I came home knowing that the Colonial days were much better for the people. Today we see the wars that I saw in the eyes of a child's desperation. My guess is that the boy is dead. in 1980 men lived to an average age of 35.........He would be about 41 Wars rage all over Africa. I did little more than write a poem
In 1980 I flew to Zambia. In fact then and now I fly often enough to experience emergencies. In 1980 considered what could happen. I prepared myself by writing this poem.
Mate o mine passed yesterday. f*ck ya all!! Ha ha Peace n love. Part of the 'Indo express'surfing pioneers. Great stories in the lunchroom! 'Sea of Darkness' is the movie of their lives.RIP mate! Mark
Searching for something that may never be known, mental disturbance turns a heart back to stone.
Je me sens perdu dans mes pensées que je ai oublié la tristesse écho des violons de l'automne derrière moi l'étreinte glacée de l'hiver dernier hante ma mémoire comme une douleur engourdissant quand je peux espérer fleurs du printemps Je aurais
Its in hope of love,when one feel all alone,and just each day and night keep imagination how her love should be.
This poem is written for all the big and small head of soldiers,who serve the country,and give us pleaseant sleep by keeping themselves awake all the time of any country....
Gypsy was washed down in a canal. I adopted her. I only had her for a few days. I left her in the care of a neighbour for a weekend. When I returned, I was told that she was pushed off the steps by the neighbour's larger dogs and she fell and died. They said they disposed of her body so I never saw her again.
This is a (probably bad) translation by myself of a poem I wrote in my native tongue. I don't know if it even becomes anything near to a poem in English. But I post it anyway.
I like Gernany and this beauty town...
I wrote this poem a number of years ago in tribute to a man who was not only my boss but also my friend.He was a quiet genius in electronics and one of the earliest developers of cable TV. At one time he owned 9 systems in 4 states. Since this is Memorial Day I thought it fitting to post my poem.
Just plain ol dark
Mid-Life Reflections
forever spoken craig elias- voices from the mind of truth
if u were a telepath would u tell ne one muwaahahhahahaha
my gentle community home of l'arche nova-scotia..
thing that we all hold dear inside are heads stored but not forgotten
A stroll on the beach beneath a starry sky Listening to the breakers as we go by A walk in the country through forest of green Cascading waterfalls and streams to be seen Visiting churches with domes and with spires With their ornate windows an
THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN BECAUSE DAVID BERKOWITZ INSTRUCTED THAT I MUST
i like smoking weed a lot
What should you do on a snowy day? Don't ask your mom, is the first thing I will say. It all happened on the 13th of December. A very cold day, I'll always remember. You see the snow was coming down fast. I thought to myself - How long will t
Just awesome my dear wonderful friend Ken.. Love you my dearest friend......
I have a very young cousin who is autistic and she stares off in the distance and there is no direct eye contact with her. Her most favorite thing to do is sit in running water in a creek or on the beach in an ocean or in a swimming pool. She is ha...
ty Tar much appreciated you take care my friend...
ty odette..most kind of you dear.......
Mick my heart hurts God has a better plan for me I'm sure. I just wanted to thank you for your friendship. Your a blessing !! You have seen me during my worse times and always encouraged me I thank you from the bottom of my heart . I hope your doi...
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