About CS Poems (263)

Truth is the Greatest Prize

We had our moments
Some good and some bad
Could we share a future
Against a world so mad
You and me were glad

Can we rewrite history
The one that got away
Is peace such a mystery
To hide what we betray
Can we catch a future

There once was such hope
Peace that would last and last
The world too tired to cope
We were all so hungry
Coming out of the cold

Now we all must realize
Our future is really not ours
When all our freedom dies
So beware of all the lies
Truth is the greatest prize

Sometimes we must accept the outcome of truth or suffer the consequences.

She's my confidant;-
In the mirror image,
Of a dream;-

Reflected on a screen,
Through CS.

The virtual touch;-
Digital caress;

As I confess;-
She will always,
Write to me.

Which must be,
The soft caress;-

Of stellar destiny.


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Don't waste my time because my email is mine it's not yours to take away and hack my life away...

Don't ask me for money honey because I work like the bee's...

My hive you cannot touch it's protected by God too much....

Scammers you'll never see the light because you turned to darkness and fright.....

My mind is clear and I see through you like glass all you scammers can kiss my white A$$..


p.s THIS is directed to scammers only and not the true people on here stay safe and be blessed always true people.....

Sitting on the corner
Watching the poems go by
Brings memories of times
When the traffic was so high
You’d post in the morning
And by night you would return
To search for your write
And comments to learn
But alas your words were gone
Down the avenue
And the poems had built up
The queue very long .........

Your poem brings fire into my soul,
Gone cold from this Covid world,
And now a sparkle ignite my heart,
To blaze my mind with many words .

The gulls sound their arrival,
The hull of ships are swaying,
The sea storming up in waves,
For the presence of the full moon.

Flights of dance from the air,
Rolling clouds darken the sky,
Thunder roars fill the space ,
Of where the stars suppose to stay.

Tears are falling from heaven's gate,
Quenching acres of barren lands,
Fight for survival has gone to man,
On a killing field of million animal species.

Covid comes and brings damnation,
Across the oceans and rivers beds,
To every foul living breathing monsters,
And Gaia revenge her raped nature.

"YOU"
"P"
I gave you
Approximately
4 weeks of my life
Guesstimate
I had faith in the human race
Sometimes numerous hours texting back and forth on connecting singles
For most of a day
Or deep into the night
Investing much time into you
Thought I found my
soul mate
Loved your smile
Loved your quick wit
Sense of humor
You brought out the best in me
I created
Custom made
Poetry for you
If u had doubts of my character
It would of been
nice for you to
Ask me some questions
Vs. jumping to conclusions
Have led a clean life
At some point someone with A Brit. Accent called me
Asked for two different female names
Brief disconnected
I had given u my number for emergency u didn't request it
But u didn't save it
At some point u disappeared for a week saying your computer had failed
Then about a week later contacted each other
After some time
I asked you to call me
You did it first sounded like a Spanish accent then went to
Brit. Accent was that a robot
Thing going on?
You said it wouldn't happen again but it happened twice
Now u r long gone
How could u be that intense w another and be fake
Was it fake insincere
Did u become ill
Get in an accident?
All I know now is I am distant
Guarded
The sting was too great
I think I will seek out a local
Friendship
Vs.
A
Replay of the above
Trust broken
Hurt
Don't think the success rate
Is probable
But not a quitter
Rachael_0622

I- I love poetry


L- looking through poems

o- orally spoken in the pub

v- versus reading alone

E- excepting the different forms in poetry


p- people nodding and laughing

O- on open mike nights

E- enfolding friends together

T- to enjoy the fun and adventure

R- reading poems out loud

Y- your are all invited

why am I so fantastic ?realisation is still in its early stage
why am I so fantastic just like elastic lightning

One night I sat down with Native American people
and briefly discussed with them
what the f*** are those flying things
Brown faced horse hit me a belt for laughing at the moon and
after that we all got on fine but it was in the middle of the afternoon

I am beyond meaning but to punctuate that you may as well be talking to my cat