Random Free Verse Poems (29,540)

When I look back
The way I come
So many old friends beside me
Companied me,comforted me

When I look forward
The way not clear
Full of dense fog
Full of barriers on the way
Upset me, torture me.

When I look back
The way I come
How many left print there?
How many made your heart beating fast?
How many made you sad?
HOw many made you happy
How many made you shed tears?
How many made you laughing?

When I look back
oh.....
Complicated feelings
No words can express it exactly
.....
......

To the humble spirit of my heart,
countless passages of lamented hurt,
shine above the past to make a new start,
clear the vessels and make a fresh spurt,

Shadows in the mind often linger,
decadent worries of the past,
still you show that accusatory finger,
spectre of jealousies always cast,

Mind and feelings twisted in turmoil,
serenity and peace need to abound,
dragging the past and excuses for your foil,
having to bury myself so as not to be found,

One cannot control what you cannot see,
I have no ill feelings of what has gone,
still the shadows of past pester me,
regrets a few but mostly have none,

Is ones soul crushed and deflated,
pounded by bitterness left to despair,
only my demise would make you elated,
but the spirit of my heart has given me air.

Dark swirling mass of clouds
Why have you come to enshroud
Twisting lives around somehow
Plying the river Styx with scow
Going somewhere very fast
Little reason in your path
Energy loosed in every direction
Such an angry act of destruction
Toss my world in a stormy sea
Watch helpless spirits flee
No courage remains unmoved
No purpose remains behooved
Rain of death fall down on me
And wash my body out to sea
Either way will I not survive?
Waiting for what faith arrives
Is there any hope that be?
When all seems lost inside of me

Into my life, then into my arms
first day with skates, then......
on two wheels she rides away.


~Bentlee~

Your fingers wrap up in my hair
Your legs wrap my hips
Your eyes are closed
Your mouth is open
You breath out deeply
As you let me in

Was it the wine?
Was it cherry cordials-
Sweet and smooth and sticky?
Was it the stimulation
Of conversation, over dinner
Or the absolute natural scent
Which only flowers do impart?

No.. They are but trappings
A pedestal onto which we foist
Our predetermined passion, not only
For the pleasure of the climb, but
For all that further we may fall,

And how we do fall, fall, fall...

everyone is born with a beautiful heart
right from the very very start
its the corridors of life
that get you into strife

so be there way

some dark lonely places
reflecting saddened faces
like voids an empty spaces
bad manners an no graces

everyone has a say

or the brightness of light
everything is alright
love is your respite
living a delight

a joy for today

what should be right
is but wrong
is that what changed
where you belong

i can not say

darkness meanders around us all
waiting silently for us to fall
will you walk or will you crawl
grit your teeth or just bawl

no time to play

hope is so far far away
i'm only a child here today
i understand not the words you say
influence is but survival anyway

please can i stay

i ponder on the lives of then
how it affected women an men
whats different between now an when
when solace was seeking a friend

i hope an pray

reasons of life run very deep
secrets for themselves to keep
embracing life or maybe weep
the joy of love or restless sleep

Yellow glow
orbe so bright
Fiery tentical
Flames of light

Hot breath
Fires of heat
Send forth into the darrknes
The heat and light

Replenishred
It hydrogen gas
Fires burn that glows on the dark
We look to the night sky

That orbe shines bright
Heats are earth gives us light
Heats are oceans gives us life
Replenises are forest soaks up the oceans
Spreads the water on cloudy days
Forest bloom on rainy days

To yearn her is an ache that I can't filter
Days have become dead roses piled up of the symbol of our ignorance to think we don't need love,
Many miles I traveled, spent isolated abandoned from all realities that fathom the words
That would free my soul, but she was never among them
I've abstained from her touch and smell, because I know her spite
There's been times where I feel her thinking, but I don't know her
As years past we grow apart, but we grow mentally
maturing for the grand finale of it all
A wise man weighs patience, so here I wiegh

It s a beautiful day I think I will go for a ride
Surfboard in the back, the devil riding shotgun at my side
Tanks full of gas in my black 63 Deville Cadillac
White walls, top down, suicide doors in the back
Following the coastline until the land disappears
But the objects in my review are closer than they appear
Sunset falling fast beyond my site to the west
The sky dances with colors as I remember a time lived best
I look to the clouds as I try make out the shapes
I found a giants castle, a harp, and Heavenly gates
Where am I going still comes to my mind
But this is a journey only my heart will soon find
The moon sings in blue following twilights near
On the edge of serenity the wounds are sheared
I find the end of my rainbow somewhere in there dark
Where the shore meets the sea underneath a peer as I park
Alone in my thoughts I danced with my host
I took my last drink and against the wind I make toast
Hours sink in as I stand before the first morning star
Salt water works best when cleansing my scars
For the awakening sea brings gifts with the tides as they roll
One day Davey Jones locker will give me back the key to my soul
Heaven sends me company of creatures at birth of new light
I take my first step in cold water where burdens take flight
I lay on my plank as my body is swallowed by numb
At peace with the oceans and to His will I succumb
I swim past the break where point of no return is caving in
Patiently I wait for my set to begin
Nothing more effortless than gliding as I ride my first wave
Hand skims across glass where dolphins still play
It's as if walking on water or floating with air
Me one with nature stealing my cares
I melt into dreams as my eyes rest in the sky
For all of my suffering washed away with the tides

Fireworks
that's the main way I celebrate this holiday
I spent about fifty bucks on various fountains
The good stuff that goes boom or in the sky is illegal
I also am going to watch Independence Day
The one with Will Smith smacking some aliens
Not Chris Rock
Music is another thing I do
American Made by The Oak Ridge Boys
American Pie by Don McLean
Voices That Care
National Anthem by Whitney Houston
God Bless The USA by Lee Greenwood
wearing my flag socks and Mickey Mouse 4th of July parade shirt of 1998
and
Eating ice cream