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LONELYNESS
LONELYNESS
Longing fills the hours of my night, Lavender dreams in twilight's sight,
On a canvas of Daisies painted in the moonlight.
Nights like these whisper a silent plight,
Eternal echoes of Orchids taking flight.
Yearning for a touch, a voice so sweet, like an Azalea's repeat,
Each moment, like an Iris, feels incomplete.
Shadows, like Nightshades, claim defeat,
Sorrows have found a quiet retreat.
Over the hills, beneath the indigo sky, Lilies lie,
Night paints a picture, an intense outcry.
Laying bare the heart, the whispers of goodbye,
Yearns for the dawn, a relief to comply.
Nightfall cloaks the world in a tranquil haze,
Each star a beacon, like a Sunflower's gaze.
Solitude, like a Tulip, speaks in mysterious ways,
Seducing the heart in its intricate maze.
Sighs of loneliness, the silent bell, a Rose can tell,
On memories of love, my thoughts dwell.
Never again to be under the spell,
Love’s fleeting dance, like a Daffodil, I remember it well.
Yearning whispers in the night, no one to appease,
Eclipsed by the silence, brought to its knees.
Solitary heart, like a Lotus, longing for release,
Strumming the chords of a melancholic piece.
Over the horizon, the morning sun will rise, like Marigolds surprise,
New day, new hope beneath the azure skies.
Love, they say, never truly dies,
Yearning, like a Violet, in the heart forever lies.
Echoes of the past in the corridor of time, just like a Primrose's rhyme,
Softly murmur a forgotten love rhyme.
Seducing the senses, an ageless mime,
Solitude's song, beautifully sublime, like the call of a Jasmine's chime.
Longing fills the hours of my night, Lavender dreams in twilight's sight,
On a canvas of Daisies painted in the moonlight.
Nights like these whisper a silent plight,
Eternal echoes of Orchids taking flight.
Yearning for a touch, a voice so sweet, like an Azalea's repeat,
Each moment, like an Iris, feels incomplete.
Shadows, like Nightshades, claim defeat,
Sorrows have found a quiet retreat.
Over the hills, beneath the indigo sky, Lilies lie,
Night paints a picture, an intense outcry.
Laying bare the heart, the whispers of goodbye,
Yearns for the dawn, a relief to comply.
Nightfall cloaks the world in a tranquil haze,
Each star a beacon, like a Sunflower's gaze.
Solitude, like a Tulip, speaks in mysterious ways,
Seducing the heart in its intricate maze.
Sighs of loneliness, the silent bell, a Rose can tell,
On memories of love, my thoughts dwell.
Never again to be under the spell,
Love’s fleeting dance, like a Daffodil, I remember it well.
Yearning whispers in the night, no one to appease,
Eclipsed by the silence, brought to its knees.
Solitary heart, like a Lotus, longing for release,
Strumming the chords of a melancholic piece.
Over the horizon, the morning sun will rise, like Marigolds surprise,
New day, new hope beneath the azure skies.
Love, they say, never truly dies,
Yearning, like a Violet, in the heart forever lies.
Echoes of the past in the corridor of time, just like a Primrose's rhyme,
Softly murmur a forgotten love rhyme.
Seducing the senses, an ageless mime,
Solitude's song, beautifully sublime, like the call of a Jasmine's chime.
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
The poem captures the profound sense of longing and solitude experienced by an individual. With each verse initiated by a letter from the word "lonelyness", it outlines the emotions evoked by solitude in a romantic, melancholic, and alluring tone.Each verse also mentions a different flower, which adds a layer of metaphor and symbolism to the expressed emotions. The poem moves through the phases of night into dawn, mirroring the progression of the speaker's feelings - from deep yearning and a sense of loss, to a new hope and acceptance of solitude.
In essence, it's a journey of an individual embracing their solitude, experiencing a range of emotions from longing and melancholy, to seduction and romance. Despite the loneliness, there is a beauty in the experience, much like the beauty of the flowers that accompany each verse. It's a celebration of resilience, the human spirit, and the ability to find beauty even in solitude.
Karrol Levy I love you
Kindred spirits can’t remain apart.
All the land and seas cannot divide.
Remnants of our former we still are.
Rarest gems must not be cast aside.
Our fate is written in the stars.
Love I’ve felt for you I cannot hide.
Lovely you, your skin your eyes and hair.
Everything for you I’d do I swear.
Vast, deep, through to marrow, bone,
Years pass my love you’ve always known.
I will,
Love you until,
One day past eternity,
Verse and chapter, through adversity and
Every day after.
U!
All the land and seas cannot divide.
Remnants of our former we still are.
Rarest gems must not be cast aside.
Our fate is written in the stars.
Love I’ve felt for you I cannot hide.
Lovely you, your skin your eyes and hair.
Everything for you I’d do I swear.
Vast, deep, through to marrow, bone,
Years pass my love you’ve always known.
I will,
Love you until,
One day past eternity,
Verse and chapter, through adversity and
Every day after.
U!
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Posted: Jan 2023
About this poem:
My closest friend who lives farther away than I can stand!
online today!NEW YEAR
N New Year ahead of us
E Ever thought what to do,
W We must bury the past,ring in the new.
Y Year full of hopes to come true
E Evening rolls into night
A All celebrate to see the old year out
R Rallying round a bonfire,singing,dancing.
Here's to a wonderful New Year All CS poets, hope all your dreams do come true.
E Ever thought what to do,
W We must bury the past,ring in the new.
Y Year full of hopes to come true
E Evening rolls into night
A All celebrate to see the old year out
R Rallying round a bonfire,singing,dancing.
Here's to a wonderful New Year All CS poets, hope all your dreams do come true.
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Posted: Dec 2022
About this poem:
Sitting alone thinking of the happy times I spent with my family.Rosa
Rosa
Like a flower that blossoms in the wind
Her petals flowing and grasping life
And holding on to her faith
Like there was no tomorrow
Her aura, presence and beauty
Her awareness of who she can be
Who she wants to be
And who she will become
Her spoken word
Her interesting and intriguing mind
Her passion for conversation
And her strive for honesty
A lady of physical beauty
A girl that deserves respect
In all aspects of her life
For it is she; who holds the key
Within her essence, there is a presence
Of a soulful and loyal human being
Her joyous smile would warm your heart
And make your dreams become real
Her free spirit is genuine just like a dare
Her pride and self awareness
Her personality and intelligence
Just proves; she cares
For it is I who has witnessed all of this, on many an occasion.
01/09/2022 ©
Like a flower that blossoms in the wind
Her petals flowing and grasping life
And holding on to her faith
Like there was no tomorrow
Her aura, presence and beauty
Her awareness of who she can be
Who she wants to be
And who she will become
Her spoken word
Her interesting and intriguing mind
Her passion for conversation
And her strive for honesty
A lady of physical beauty
A girl that deserves respect
In all aspects of her life
For it is she; who holds the key
Within her essence, there is a presence
Of a soulful and loyal human being
Her joyous smile would warm your heart
And make your dreams become real
Her free spirit is genuine just like a dare
Her pride and self awareness
Her personality and intelligence
Just proves; she cares
For it is I who has witnessed all of this, on many an occasion.
01/09/2022 ©
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Posted: Sep 2022
About this poem:
This short poem, for a friend of mine, is an attempt to build some respect and confidence in my dear friend who is going through a very tough time at the moment. I wont say what it is she is suffering with but, it's curable. xx
online now!Eternity
E ternally reaching outwards
T o the edge of the cosmos
E nsuring complete awareness
R egarding everything that is
N otwithstanding any time frame
I n the cosmic scheme of things
T hat pervades the complete spectrum
Y ielding to infinite absolute Eternity
T o the edge of the cosmos
E nsuring complete awareness
R egarding everything that is
N otwithstanding any time frame
I n the cosmic scheme of things
T hat pervades the complete spectrum
Y ielding to infinite absolute Eternity
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Posted: Feb 2022
About this poem:
AcrosticI am Not A Poet !!!!!
I am not a poet but feel like I want to write one.
I am not a singer , but feel like I want to sing a song.
I am not a musician but feel like I want to play a musical instrument.
I am not an author but feel like I want to write a book.
I am not a magician but feel like i want to do magic.
I pause here and think that if I carry on like this ,
This will be even more boring and long.!
I want to do lots of things but I don’t know how .
Actually I can’t do much but to envy others for the talents they possess.
They share their talents and brightens our lives,
Brings a smile to our faces,
Makes us think ,
Makes us curious .
I am not a poet, so why am I writing this in this forum.
I am not a poet and this is not a poetry.
I am not a singer , but feel like I want to sing a song.
I am not a musician but feel like I want to play a musical instrument.
I am not an author but feel like I want to write a book.
I am not a magician but feel like i want to do magic.
I pause here and think that if I carry on like this ,
This will be even more boring and long.!
I want to do lots of things but I don’t know how .
Actually I can’t do much but to envy others for the talents they possess.
They share their talents and brightens our lives,
Brings a smile to our faces,
Makes us think ,
Makes us curious .
I am not a poet, so why am I writing this in this forum.
I am not a poet and this is not a poetry.
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Posted: Jan 2022
About this poem:
A realisation that I am not very artistic.Should have made more effort as had plenty of time. So think I probably have lots of talent too but too lazy to make things happen . Guess there is time but I am the same . Lol :)
Folks don’t get bored or annoyed . I am just passing time .
Ahmaud Arbery
A quite familiar episode unfolds
How young and black are kept from growing old
Meek men with guns, black hole in place of heart
A devils work did idle hands embark
Upon, but film had captured what occurred
Dead men won’t tell a pictures’ thousand words
A crooked DA Johnson tried to hide
Recruited to erase a homicide
But best attempts were futile in the end
Efforts often made could not contend
Real justice for Ahmaud the Fathers’ will
Yes peace envelope mothers’ heart be still.
Wb JS 1/8/22
How young and black are kept from growing old
Meek men with guns, black hole in place of heart
A devils work did idle hands embark
Upon, but film had captured what occurred
Dead men won’t tell a pictures’ thousand words
A crooked DA Johnson tried to hide
Recruited to erase a homicide
But best attempts were futile in the end
Efforts often made could not contend
Real justice for Ahmaud the Fathers’ will
Yes peace envelope mothers’ heart be still.
Wb JS 1/8/22
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Posted: Jan 2022
About this poem:
Travis McMicheal sentenced to life no paroleGregory McMicheal: life no parole
William Bryan: life w parole after 30yrs
RIP Ahmaud.
Try. Try. Try. .Try
We”ve all heard the old adage “ you don’t succeed. Try, Try, again.
“ unfortunately, that phrase leaves quite a bit out for many of us in today’s day and age. What if don’t try to begin with? What if we’re so afraid of failure that we convince ourselves that trying at all is a
failure, and falilure we’re not willing to cope with? What if we are so accustomed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that we are
So acccustoumed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that
We look to everyone, everywhere for help we don’t actually need we look to everyone, everywhere for we don’t actually need in the first place? So many of us (and I am guilty of this to) believe in the order to accomplish something, we have to find someone who better at it than we are-someone smarter, wiser, more elo-Quentin,
funnier, stronger, whatever-er. What a tragedy, this Asking for help
Is one of the most important lessons we learn as we age knowing when we are at the limts of ourselves, be it knowledge, skill, or understanding. However, knowing when not to ask for help is one
of the most important lessons we learn as we age, knowing when
we are for help skill, or understanding,However knowing when not
is a talent that carries just as much weight. We learn through, fail-
ures, some large, some small, and they shape us into the people we become. Without these unfortunate, vital, valleys in our lives become.we can never truly reach the peaks that can follow, without learning from our own mistakes, painfully acquired along
the route of attempt, we cannot learn where we went where went wrong, we let slip though our fingers, how to improve. We are handcuffed fear of failure, stuck motionsless and petrified, believing we require so much more than ourselves to be what we should, to try
“ unfortunately, that phrase leaves quite a bit out for many of us in today’s day and age. What if don’t try to begin with? What if we’re so afraid of failure that we convince ourselves that trying at all is a
failure, and falilure we’re not willing to cope with? What if we are so accustomed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that we are
So acccustoumed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that
We look to everyone, everywhere for help we don’t actually need we look to everyone, everywhere for we don’t actually need in the first place? So many of us (and I am guilty of this to) believe in the order to accomplish something, we have to find someone who better at it than we are-someone smarter, wiser, more elo-Quentin,
funnier, stronger, whatever-er. What a tragedy, this Asking for help
Is one of the most important lessons we learn as we age knowing when we are at the limts of ourselves, be it knowledge, skill, or understanding. However, knowing when not to ask for help is one
of the most important lessons we learn as we age, knowing when
we are for help skill, or understanding,However knowing when not
is a talent that carries just as much weight. We learn through, fail-
ures, some large, some small, and they shape us into the people we become. Without these unfortunate, vital, valleys in our lives become.we can never truly reach the peaks that can follow, without learning from our own mistakes, painfully acquired along
the route of attempt, we cannot learn where we went where went wrong, we let slip though our fingers, how to improve. We are handcuffed fear of failure, stuck motionsless and petrified, believing we require so much more than ourselves to be what we should, to try
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Posted: Jun 2021
About this poem:
Try. Try. Try try
online today!Not even the tide,would take her out....
I'm.no strange to love lost
It has no quarrels with me
No mercy at there feet
Just relentless no dates
Not even.the tide would take me out.......
So I plod along my.merry way
Nothing to show for my.life just pain
I will go.now and bury.my head
Among the pages of my.book
For reading diverts all my pain
I.will soon laugh
It has no quarrels with me
No mercy at there feet
Just relentless no dates
Not even.the tide would take me out.......
So I plod along my.merry way
Nothing to show for my.life just pain
I will go.now and bury.my head
Among the pages of my.book
For reading diverts all my pain
I.will soon laugh
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Posted: Jan 2021
Post Commentonline today!Surrender to.all.my Faults
Surrender to all my Faults
Life is like a jungle
You just never know who you'll meet
I'm.a lier a murder and a cheat
I wonder what people will think
I.murdered little children
With tiny little feet
I.dont ask for your pardon
Just to.listen for their
beat
Just to.listen before you speak
I was sick in the head
Sure I couldn't speak
They would have being a blessing at anyone feet
Tiny.little babies
With no.voice because of this creep
I have no words to describe what.its like.on.the.operating table
Because no.one speaks
Just plenty of tears after
The heart beat has stopped beating in.my tummy with there tiny.little feet.
No words can.ever describe the guilt that I carry until.i expire from.this jungle
Beneath my feet
tiny.litlle feet have stopped dancing
Because of my decision
To abort before I could sleep
No human.can.judge me
Only himself,so he told me
Before I could sleep
I have sinned against humanity so forgive me please to help me ease
And get me on.my feet
I'll remember the day i made my decision I was full.of relief
But it's only in the after
That i knew i.did wrong.
So when.i.expire from.this jungle we call.life
Just remember.one thing
God is great.
I'll sit here a while
Just so
I feel that I have surrender ed all my.hurt and guilt
I'll sit here a while to.feel that I will.never be complete
So take some advise
Cherish life because it's the only one
We've got.
There are truly remarkable people in this jungle we call.life
So.hush don't cry
Your baby too is in the sky
Waiting to.be reunited
With.their loved ones who.made a huge mistake
The end
Life is like a jungle
You just never know who you'll meet
I'm.a lier a murder and a cheat
I wonder what people will think
I.murdered little children
With tiny little feet
I.dont ask for your pardon
Just to.listen for their
beat
Just to.listen before you speak
I was sick in the head
Sure I couldn't speak
They would have being a blessing at anyone feet
Tiny.little babies
With no.voice because of this creep
I have no words to describe what.its like.on.the.operating table
Because no.one speaks
Just plenty of tears after
The heart beat has stopped beating in.my tummy with there tiny.little feet.
No words can.ever describe the guilt that I carry until.i expire from.this jungle
Beneath my feet
tiny.litlle feet have stopped dancing
Because of my decision
To abort before I could sleep
No human.can.judge me
Only himself,so he told me
Before I could sleep
I have sinned against humanity so forgive me please to help me ease
And get me on.my feet
I'll remember the day i made my decision I was full.of relief
But it's only in the after
That i knew i.did wrong.
So when.i.expire from.this jungle we call.life
Just remember.one thing
God is great.
I'll sit here a while
Just so
I feel that I have surrender ed all my.hurt and guilt
I'll sit here a while to.feel that I will.never be complete
So take some advise
Cherish life because it's the only one
We've got.
There are truly remarkable people in this jungle we call.life
So.hush don't cry
Your baby too is in the sky
Waiting to.be reunited
With.their loved ones who.made a huge mistake
The end
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Posted: Jun 2020
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