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Waiting
Darkness...
You are not here.
Candle flame...
Reminder of you.
The mind looks for answers
Which not come.
Questions are digging
The soul
While dilemmas
Are growing the fog.
Memories, past, present,
Become fluid.
Intelligence.
It turns into nothing.
Looking the light.
Trying rescue inside.
I want to be strong
While crying with tears
of wax.
You are not here.
Candle flame...
Reminder of you.
The mind looks for answers
Which not come.
Questions are digging
The soul
While dilemmas
Are growing the fog.
Memories, past, present,
Become fluid.
Intelligence.
It turns into nothing.
Looking the light.
Trying rescue inside.
I want to be strong
While crying with tears
of wax.
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Posted: Jul 2012
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Long days and nights
Weihnacht in Berlin
Mein Herz ist dort bei Dir, Berlin geblieben.
Du hast es jenem Winterabend ergriffen
und unter den Millionen auf immer dein Sohn
zu sein Du mich machtvoll versprochen hast.
Ich versinke in Musik,aus dem Wasser ins Licht steige,
bezaubern mich die Glocken von Santa Klaus,
und sind die Zauber von Alexanderpletzt
nicht die sakramente des Weihnachts chaus?
Mein Gott! Soviel Lustigkeit und soviel Schnee!
Weihnacht in Berlin! Ein unendliches Maerchen
und ich habe geglaubt, das Du mir ein Zeichen gibst:
fuer Liebe, Hoffnung, Glaube an dein Paradies.
Mein Herz ist dort bei Dir, Berlin geblieben,
und das Schmerz nach Dir geblieben - untroestlih.
unter Millionen - wie verlorener Sohn
ich laufe fort und komme wieder jeden Winter.
Du hast es jenem Winterabend ergriffen
und unter den Millionen auf immer dein Sohn
zu sein Du mich machtvoll versprochen hast.
Ich versinke in Musik,aus dem Wasser ins Licht steige,
bezaubern mich die Glocken von Santa Klaus,
und sind die Zauber von Alexanderpletzt
nicht die sakramente des Weihnachts chaus?
Mein Gott! Soviel Lustigkeit und soviel Schnee!
Weihnacht in Berlin! Ein unendliches Maerchen
und ich habe geglaubt, das Du mir ein Zeichen gibst:
fuer Liebe, Hoffnung, Glaube an dein Paradies.
Mein Herz ist dort bei Dir, Berlin geblieben,
und das Schmerz nach Dir geblieben - untroestlih.
unter Millionen - wie verlorener Sohn
ich laufe fort und komme wieder jeden Winter.
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
I like Gernany and this beauty town...
The rain keeps falling
Dreary days
Staring out the window
Watching time flow past
Like an endless chain
Gray skies stretch out
Tumbling and twirling
Spinning and Twisting
When did they begin?
Who knows when they will end
And the rain keeps falling
Sleepless nights
Droplets pattering upon leaves
Restless murmur
The wind keep whispering
Surely there's more
to life than this
And the rain keeps falling
Staring out the window
Watching time flow past
Like an endless chain
Gray skies stretch out
Tumbling and twirling
Spinning and Twisting
When did they begin?
Who knows when they will end
And the rain keeps falling
Sleepless nights
Droplets pattering upon leaves
Restless murmur
The wind keep whispering
Surely there's more
to life than this
And the rain keeps falling
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Something that came to me during one of the many rainy evenings this summer. How I miss the sun...
Kickit's Challenge.. That Ole Dodge Dart...
A thousand steps
walking a crooked fence
Memories sauntered slowly,and then they sped,
As thoughts of you,
Circled round and round in my head..
The essence of you..
So near yet so far..
And always with you,
It was about that old car..
My thoughts returned to 1979,
An old 69 dodge dart..
Was it black?
or was it blue?
But in your eyes..
Always shinging and new.
You washed it, you polished it,
So proudly you did display,
To anyone who stopped to comment,
To anyone who stopped to say..
How beautiful is your baby,
And man she's a star..
Oh how I wished back then,
I was as beautiful to you,
as your car.
walking a crooked fence
Memories sauntered slowly,and then they sped,
As thoughts of you,
Circled round and round in my head..
The essence of you..
So near yet so far..
And always with you,
It was about that old car..
My thoughts returned to 1979,
An old 69 dodge dart..
Was it black?
or was it blue?
But in your eyes..
Always shinging and new.
You washed it, you polished it,
So proudly you did display,
To anyone who stopped to comment,
To anyone who stopped to say..
How beautiful is your baby,
And man she's a star..
Oh how I wished back then,
I was as beautiful to you,
as your car.
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Posted: Jul 2012
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A Journey - Kickit's Challenge
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
A journey back in time
Was so young, can't believe
So much older now
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
She was so young and pretty
Said our vows in a country church
Our love will last forever
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
Older grew and children had
Apart we slowly drifted
Living life is what happened to us
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
Now all I feel is sorrow
Looking back I see mistakes
Too late for any changes
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
The future ahead stretches
Weary I am of this life
There's a thousand more steps to end it
Walking a crooked fence
A journey back in time
Was so young, can't believe
So much older now
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
She was so young and pretty
Said our vows in a country church
Our love will last forever
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
Older grew and children had
Apart we slowly drifted
Living life is what happened to us
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
Now all I feel is sorrow
Looking back I see mistakes
Too late for any changes
A thousand steps
Walking a crooked fence
The future ahead stretches
Weary I am of this life
There's a thousand more steps to end it
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Posted: Jul 2012
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Isolation
What can a solitary rock do
Against the flow of the mighty river?
How hard it fights to stay strong
To not lose its natural self.
But the current slowly wears it out
Crumbling it, til it’s nothing more than sand.
With rushing waters all around it,
It wonders, are there any others?
Do they resist as hard as I do?
Or do they give up and let themselves go
Tumbling to wherever the flow takes them?
I don’t want to lose my spirited self, so
I have been resisting here forever it seems
I can’t fight it no more and down I go,
But no matter how far I let myself go,
I will never be like the flowing waters.
All the tumbling only chips at me
Bruised and sore I take new hold.
It takes all my strength to be myself.
Why didn’t I see no one else like me?
I wonder it is me the only one?
For how long will I fight this time?
Will I ever find others that resist the flow?
Or is meant for me to always be alone?
With my essence being washed away
I let myself be carried once again
Damned by my differences for eternity,
In a world that is not my own or ever will
My curse...
A life, where I will never belong.
Against the flow of the mighty river?
How hard it fights to stay strong
To not lose its natural self.
But the current slowly wears it out
Crumbling it, til it’s nothing more than sand.
With rushing waters all around it,
It wonders, are there any others?
Do they resist as hard as I do?
Or do they give up and let themselves go
Tumbling to wherever the flow takes them?
I don’t want to lose my spirited self, so
I have been resisting here forever it seems
I can’t fight it no more and down I go,
But no matter how far I let myself go,
I will never be like the flowing waters.
All the tumbling only chips at me
Bruised and sore I take new hold.
It takes all my strength to be myself.
Why didn’t I see no one else like me?
I wonder it is me the only one?
For how long will I fight this time?
Will I ever find others that resist the flow?
Or is meant for me to always be alone?
With my essence being washed away
I let myself be carried once again
Damned by my differences for eternity,
In a world that is not my own or ever will
My curse...
A life, where I will never belong.
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
I often feel like I don't belong, specially in city life where I am forced to live. I long for the countryside and the calm life it offers. Iris
THOUGHTS AND PONDERINGS ...
SOMETIMES I SIT AND PONDER
'BOUT MOST THINGS IN MY LIFE
LIKE GROWING UP ...AND CHILDREN
A HAPPY HOME ..A WIFE
THEN... JOY..AT LAST IT HAPPENS
EACH DAY SHARED IS BLISS
EACH MORNING UPON WAKENING
IS STARTED WITH A KISS
AS TIME MOVES ON WE WONDER
WHERE....IF IT EVER ENDS
DEEP DOWN INSIDE WE HOPE NOT
BUT THEN IT JUST DEPENDS
ON WHAT OUR DESTINY UNFOLDS
WHATEVER'S MEANT TO BE
OF WHERE OUR JOURNEY TAKES US
LIFE'S PLANS FOR YOU OR ME
A THOUGHT BEFORE WE THINK IT
IDEA YET TO PERCEIVE
IS SET FOR US BY GOD HIMSELF
THAT'S WHAT I BELIEVE
SO AS EACH NEW DAY PASSES
AND NEW THOUGHTS FILL MY MIND
I WISH THAT YOU COULD SHARE WITH ME
A JOY FOR ALL MANKIND
NO TEARS ..NO PAIN ..BUT LAUGHTER
MEET AND LOVE AND LEARN
SHARE A LIFE OF RAPTURE
IS THAT NOT WHAT WE YEARN
BE HAPPY ... BE CONTENTED
WALK HAND IN HAND AND ON
UNTIL THAT LAST GREAT MEETING
IN A PLACE SO FAR BEYOND
M.B. POEMS... 2014
'BOUT MOST THINGS IN MY LIFE
LIKE GROWING UP ...AND CHILDREN
A HAPPY HOME ..A WIFE
THEN... JOY..AT LAST IT HAPPENS
EACH DAY SHARED IS BLISS
EACH MORNING UPON WAKENING
IS STARTED WITH A KISS
AS TIME MOVES ON WE WONDER
WHERE....IF IT EVER ENDS
DEEP DOWN INSIDE WE HOPE NOT
BUT THEN IT JUST DEPENDS
ON WHAT OUR DESTINY UNFOLDS
WHATEVER'S MEANT TO BE
OF WHERE OUR JOURNEY TAKES US
LIFE'S PLANS FOR YOU OR ME
A THOUGHT BEFORE WE THINK IT
IDEA YET TO PERCEIVE
IS SET FOR US BY GOD HIMSELF
THAT'S WHAT I BELIEVE
SO AS EACH NEW DAY PASSES
AND NEW THOUGHTS FILL MY MIND
I WISH THAT YOU COULD SHARE WITH ME
A JOY FOR ALL MANKIND
NO TEARS ..NO PAIN ..BUT LAUGHTER
MEET AND LOVE AND LEARN
SHARE A LIFE OF RAPTURE
IS THAT NOT WHAT WE YEARN
BE HAPPY ... BE CONTENTED
WALK HAND IN HAND AND ON
UNTIL THAT LAST GREAT MEETING
IN A PLACE SO FAR BEYOND
M.B. POEMS... 2014
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
I WROTE THIS POEM WHILE THINKING OF MY LIFE AND HOW IT HAS UNFOLDED... WONDER WHAT WOULD HAVE CHANGED HAD I KNOWN IT ALL BEFOREHAND ..!!!
belly dance challenge
brunette hair intoxicates
Sexy eyes she dances for him
her gourges curves dance
She girates her heavenly curves
Intoxicating her heavenly charms she performs
Her intoxicating charm
Her belly dance
Under her spell in the moment
She rolls her hips sways her txts
He gazes as she dances for him
silky soft skin intoxicating amour
For she the dancer captivates him
Sexy eyes she dances for him
her gourges curves dance
She girates her heavenly curves
Intoxicating her heavenly charms she performs
Her intoxicating charm
Her belly dance
Under her spell in the moment
She rolls her hips sways her txts
He gazes as she dances for him
silky soft skin intoxicating amour
For she the dancer captivates him
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Posted: Aug 2014
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BELLY DANCE CHALLENGE
AS FEET OF A PANTHER
SHE GRACES THE WOODEN STAGE
WITH FIRE LIGHT AGLOW
HER LONG CELESTIAL LEGS DO PEEK
FROM UNDERNEATH
SCARLET SILK TURKISH DRESS
HER BLACK RAVEN HAIR ALL WILD
EYES OF SPARKLING DIAMONDS
SHE DOETH TEMPT
SHE MOVES WITH A SOFT SEDUCTION
SWAYING TO THE BEAT
VOLUMPTOUS HIPS BEGIN TO
ROLL LIKE UNTAMED LOVERS
DELICATE ARMS MOVING
BELLY ASHINE WITH FIERY LATHER
SHE STEPS TO EACH BEAT
LIKE A TEMPEST OF STORM
FIERY FRENZY
SIDE TO SIDE
THE GATHERING CAUGHT UP
FOR HER MOVES BEWITCHING
EACH MAN ALIKE
AS SHE SLOWS
WOLVES DO HOWL
A SINGLE CRIMSON ROSE
FALLS TO HER FEET..
SHE GRACES THE WOODEN STAGE
WITH FIRE LIGHT AGLOW
HER LONG CELESTIAL LEGS DO PEEK
FROM UNDERNEATH
SCARLET SILK TURKISH DRESS
HER BLACK RAVEN HAIR ALL WILD
EYES OF SPARKLING DIAMONDS
SHE DOETH TEMPT
SHE MOVES WITH A SOFT SEDUCTION
SWAYING TO THE BEAT
VOLUMPTOUS HIPS BEGIN TO
ROLL LIKE UNTAMED LOVERS
DELICATE ARMS MOVING
BELLY ASHINE WITH FIERY LATHER
SHE STEPS TO EACH BEAT
LIKE A TEMPEST OF STORM
FIERY FRENZY
SIDE TO SIDE
THE GATHERING CAUGHT UP
FOR HER MOVES BEWITCHING
EACH MAN ALIKE
AS SHE SLOWS
WOLVES DO HOWL
A SINGLE CRIMSON ROSE
FALLS TO HER FEET..
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Posted: Aug 2014
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BELLY DANCE CHALLENGE
Once~
We are the many the broken hearted and the lost. We enter our thoughts on these bios like tender flowers.Will we meet someone who will fulfill the empty spaces?Are we expecting too much from ourselves and who ever reaches out to answer our quest? The days of white knights and dainty madiens trapped in high bell towers are over.Its a myth too often told and yet many times believed.We need to take our masks off and feel the air of honesty and acceptance.It would be a silly sweet world if it were that simple! By Bess Mahoney
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Posted: Aug 2014
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