Most Liked About CS Poems (263)

"One, two, Devil 's comin' for you.

Three, four, you'd better pray your Lord.

Five, six, confesses your sins.

Seven, eight, never doubt your faith.

Nine, ten... better pray again."

I really am a real guy.I really do exist.I messaged you with no response,yet I continue to persist.By not responding to the guys who have read your profile views,you make this out to be a game where you and us will lose. A game in which I cannot win but still will always try.What is so hard about messaging back to simply just say hi? These free dating websites are only just a game, for many different people to play, who all are quite the same.They have many issues that might all be solved,but the ones who can do it just won`t get involved. We all have been stiffed. We`ve been cribbled and burned, some people have even been sued. For most of them they still have`nt learned it was caused by their own attitude. I decided why not? I`ll just take a chance. After all, this whole website is free. But what everyone knows is the way that it goes there`s simply no guarantee. When responses are made, words go in a box which is only a square of containment. What the words then reveal is just not really real,only just cheap entertainment. Women`s profiles indeed, might list just what they need in hopes that some guy will just take`em. And once they`re acquainted, should the acquaintment get tainted, remember that`s just how they make`em.

I've joined a dedicated site last month,called gotpoetry.com,and entered a competition called a Slam.

It's a five round and ends 26-11-13,
And its my first time. . . as beginner luck would have it. . . . Im in the final and would like to invite my fellow poets to join me in this last round.

its not national,nor a big competition,just a simple one but special coz its my first, and i reached there by the votes of fellow peers and i did not invite earlier coz i never thought I'll last to the end. . .

This is my home, where my first born is posted and where i also give birth to my creative sights and colours.
Join in my hour of excitement,weather i failed or win this insignificant slam,it does not matter,what matters is SHARING the moment with you.

will you come and take a peek?
and i think non -members can also vote. . . that's up to you, this is the link from Round One coz you should see where it started and how close i was. . .





It means a lot, that you come,not for your votes but your support and sharing
this feeling, like am anxious first time father. . .

there is many more slams i am joining,
but now i just want to share this with you.
Thank you, one and all

To each and every valued member of Poetry corner,
Life is sweeter and bearable because of you,
Sharing and commenting our hearts and joy,
smiling and crying at every turn,

somedays are nice,
and others are blue,
Let our expressions fly,
with passion and dread never dies.

We have our differences,
We even had dreams and seasons,
Nothin is always the same,
Only our memories and names.

This is for each and every poet,
from land near and mystic far,
whether single or co-ed,
Within this familiar poetry bar.

Time is short and limited,
being among the most talented,
Foggy skies lies over my horizon,
You are the stars of Orion.

Thank you for being there,
No matter when,how or where,
One day I shall return here,
To where my heart hold dear.

A string of pearls snatched off a table,
ripped appart and scattered over an old floor,
tears fall and bruises form over the hearts of many.

A Poet comes here and picks up a pearl,
She writes with it and it becomes a rose.
A Poet comes here and picks up a pearl,
He writes with it and it becomes a kiss.

And soon all the pearls of hurt from all over the world
are slowly changed into roses and kisses, hugs and love.

The poets are a gentle race who change the world by loving it.

Am sending Xmas Hugs to each of the most precious poets in this place.
every one of you have taken one of my pearls and changed it for me over this year, and Michael took a silver sting and thread my pearls together again.

The light spills onto the floor
the large window open to capture the soul of the sun.

A breeze blows in and lifts my hair slightly, kisses my cheek,
and my mind closes off and becomes still.

My eyes close and I hear the sound of the world rushing by,
and as I open my eyes a soft butterfly settles on the window frame.

I watch her wings gently open and close and I know she is a gift from far away...

To all my friends here i REALLY need some help. I have a spoken word contest i want to do, but am not sure if i understand the right way to write one. Can you help me anyone? SHOUTING OUT TO YOU ALL AT CS.

While reading comments on my and others poets cone,I thought how lovely, generous, friendly and encouraging is to read other poets comments support with all given kind attention and care and what a great example to each of us from the first day I started to write and pleasantly noticing kind welcome ...Thank you !

I like to share with you wise remark from Leo Tolstoy splendid novel writer of "War and Peace"; "Even in the best, most friendly and simple relations of life, praise and commendation are as indispensable as the oil which greases the wheels of a machine to keep them running smoothly."

You're all wonderful friendly people and it's great to share this poet cone with all of you. Thank you.

Life is full of choices
Make sure you pick the right one
Don't listen to the voices
Hear only yours and you have won

Many people will tell you
You need to change your looks
Don't take to heart their view
Fabulous bods are found only in books

There is only one voice
That you should listen to
It will help make the right choice
That is perfect just for you

Your looks are your own
Someone will always love you
You will never be alone
Look in the mirror and you'll see who

Voices that cares,
Comes together to share,
A call for help cannot be ignored,
A plead for a special best friend.

SOS beacon our help,
Prayers and love sent,
My tears in heaven,
For his will to bend.

Jesus compassion,
Has no definite end,
Miracles abound,
For you and your best friend.

Amen