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We dial the numbers
The phone on the other end dose not ring
We shout out aloud
Our voices like whispers fall on deaf ears
We are vulnerable and alone
Isolated by our thoughts and our fears
We feel we have no other options
We go through the list
Pull the trigger of the gun
Empty the contents of prescription bottle all in one
The slash of the wrist
To jump with a rope around our neck
So, we fall prey to the hangman’s fatal twist
Maybe we will step out in front of a bus or car
Or the express train we see coming from afar
We dial the number but hands do not move
We shout out but we are alone so our words remain unspoken
We have carried this thought for so long
We believe we are broken
Now some one must find us
The news they must share
For ever haunted by the memories
Of the lifeless body, they found lying there
The clay on the coffin
The spark of the flame
This does nothing to stop our loved one’s self-blame
We don’t hear the cry’s
The whispered I love you
The wondering why
We don’t see the impact on lives
How are loved ones this date is now set to one side
On this date for the rest of their lives
They will always remember the suicide
The phone on the other end dose not ring
We shout out aloud
Our voices like whispers fall on deaf ears
We are vulnerable and alone
Isolated by our thoughts and our fears
We feel we have no other options
We go through the list
Pull the trigger of the gun
Empty the contents of prescription bottle all in one
The slash of the wrist
To jump with a rope around our neck
So, we fall prey to the hangman’s fatal twist
Maybe we will step out in front of a bus or car
Or the express train we see coming from afar
We dial the number but hands do not move
We shout out but we are alone so our words remain unspoken
We have carried this thought for so long
We believe we are broken
Now some one must find us
The news they must share
For ever haunted by the memories
Of the lifeless body, they found lying there
The clay on the coffin
The spark of the flame
This does nothing to stop our loved one’s self-blame
We don’t hear the cry’s
The whispered I love you
The wondering why
We don’t see the impact on lives
How are loved ones this date is now set to one side
On this date for the rest of their lives
They will always remember the suicide
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
This is a poetical stand for those people who have taken their own lives in Ireland this year. If Ireland’s suicide rate keeps going at the same pace. Ireland will lose over 2000 people by the end of the year. Please don’t let happen. Make our government stand up and take notice of this epidemic before it is too late.
suddenly
lost in horror
on the hour, had to seek, to be at peace- I had to know you-
but you saw through the hidden treasure that lost and found great pain
what to gain to gain and again I seek to
find the right one who
would be far more than a dear friend
so I
look all around to be
not lost- but found in your eyes
you surprise me with a
look deep inside
my heart
my soul
knowing only
God makes me whole
but to
see him and know
that
wow
in Him - I am- now- found
on the hour, had to seek, to be at peace- I had to know you-
but you saw through the hidden treasure that lost and found great pain
what to gain to gain and again I seek to
find the right one who
would be far more than a dear friend
so I
look all around to be
not lost- but found in your eyes
you surprise me with a
look deep inside
my heart
my soul
knowing only
God makes me whole
but to
see him and know
that
wow
in Him - I am- now- found
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
this poem is the complexity of the never ending search for significance and Lovein our brokenness and pain
how at times one call loose there way living in a fallen world
is love truly found in each other?? or in one who makes us truly free.....
Everything
Everything was written
Before we were born
Your smile and your lyric
My future and yours.
Everything is guided
Like waves in the sea
For us to be happy
For us to be free.
Everything is magic
The sky and the sun
Everything is perfect
The tears and the fun.
Everything is possible
So love has to be
For ever and ever
Between you and me.
Before we were born
Your smile and your lyric
My future and yours.
Everything is guided
Like waves in the sea
For us to be happy
For us to be free.
Everything is magic
The sky and the sun
Everything is perfect
The tears and the fun.
Everything is possible
So love has to be
For ever and ever
Between you and me.
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Posted: Feb 2017
About this poem:
I just wrote this little poem I was inspired and it came to mi mind. Sometimes we forget that life was created to be happy and we lost freshness and hopes but everything is there.
YES
Really I am so lost without you!
You never give me bad things
Only good and worthy things!
Even YES... I admitted ...
Sometimes ... I leave you ...
But ... LOVE always leads me back to YOU!
Just like Eric Clapton says ...
"Would you hold my hands IF I saw U in heaven"
But ... I think I'm not deserve to b there
But ... I wanna b there with you
IF I COULD!
YES ...
I missed you, MOM!
YES ... your awesome daughter missed U!
You never give me bad things
Only good and worthy things!
Even YES... I admitted ...
Sometimes ... I leave you ...
But ... LOVE always leads me back to YOU!
Just like Eric Clapton says ...
"Would you hold my hands IF I saw U in heaven"
But ... I think I'm not deserve to b there
But ... I wanna b there with you
IF I COULD!
YES ...
I missed you, MOM!
YES ... your awesome daughter missed U!
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
My belated mom was a very special to me ... whatever she did, however she reacted with my attitudes, why she did this and that, oftenly ... I can't figure it out ... BUT at last I know that she did it because she LOVES me!And this poem is for you BUNDA ... I know I'm not good to make this ... but I know that THERE IN YOUR NEW HOME ... you love this!!
Memories of you will always with me.
Lyn (the kindness of strangers).
It was two thousand and one - I had moved
House, and hoping for a brand new start.
It was my first night there - and so it proved
An omen there to win a lady's heart.
In the local pub, loneliness was soothed
With a cold beer and conversation's art;-
As it so happened, I soon found a table
To drink with strangers, and so begins this fable.
The first night in a different suburb and
So soon (it seemed) I'd found some company.
I was a stranger in a stranger land -
(The outer Western Suburbs of Sydney).
I write this introduction - you understand -
To set the scene for what comes next (you see).
At this table were a man and a lady -
He's an Irishman, and she a "Gypsy".
A "Gypsy of the heart" is more accurate
And the old Irishman soon wanted leave;
He had his sorrows to drown by drinking late
(And so he asked - and got - this said reprieve).
Therefore, it seemed, that I now had a date -
(Well fact is harder than fiction to believe).
A few more drinks - well that was requisite -
And what followed later was exquisite.
Her name was Lyn, and she was "rough as guts" *
Though strangely elegant (about forty-nine)
To my thirty-three - and was I nuts
To entertain encounters of this kind?
Well I'm not mad, but maybe "nucking futs" **
(And my first night here promised to be fine).
On her arms were faded old tattoos -
Well, I was young, and how could I refuse?
It seemed the feeling (mutual) now came,
And standing out now on the quiet street
I saw her dress (well-tailored) to her frame
And suddenly was overcome with heat.
Well I could see that she now felt the same
I suggested that we both should now retreat
To my house (which was in a row of shanties) -
All I wanted, then, was to rip off her panties.
Which happened soon - I had a makeshift bed-
It was only just a mattress on the floor
With boxes full of clutter by our heads
(Put there earlier the day before).
Well, naturally enough our clothes we shed,
She reclining on her back lets me explore
Her intimacy and nub of womanhood -
Will I go on further? - well yes I should.
She had a lovely body - a size ten -
Though I'm not all that particular at times -
I don't discriminate now - nor did then -
(Most women are beautiful and sublime).
And so we were in bed, and that was when
I thought I was the luckiest man alive.
The more I loved her the more we were wanton
And that night I felt richer than a sultan.
Two more nights there were, and it was bliss;-
Our naked bodies creamy in the moonlight.
And giddy's how I felt when we did kiss;-
Her long blonde hair and face - a lovely sight.
Of course, it is the times like this I miss -
(These memories of sensual delight).
The best I can do is write this tribute:
The "kindness of strangers" - there's no substitute.
© lovecanbereal
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House, and hoping for a brand new start.
It was my first night there - and so it proved
An omen there to win a lady's heart.
In the local pub, loneliness was soothed
With a cold beer and conversation's art;-
As it so happened, I soon found a table
To drink with strangers, and so begins this fable.
The first night in a different suburb and
So soon (it seemed) I'd found some company.
I was a stranger in a stranger land -
(The outer Western Suburbs of Sydney).
I write this introduction - you understand -
To set the scene for what comes next (you see).
At this table were a man and a lady -
He's an Irishman, and she a "Gypsy".
A "Gypsy of the heart" is more accurate
And the old Irishman soon wanted leave;
He had his sorrows to drown by drinking late
(And so he asked - and got - this said reprieve).
Therefore, it seemed, that I now had a date -
(Well fact is harder than fiction to believe).
A few more drinks - well that was requisite -
And what followed later was exquisite.
Her name was Lyn, and she was "rough as guts" *
Though strangely elegant (about forty-nine)
To my thirty-three - and was I nuts
To entertain encounters of this kind?
Well I'm not mad, but maybe "nucking futs" **
(And my first night here promised to be fine).
On her arms were faded old tattoos -
Well, I was young, and how could I refuse?
It seemed the feeling (mutual) now came,
And standing out now on the quiet street
I saw her dress (well-tailored) to her frame
And suddenly was overcome with heat.
Well I could see that she now felt the same
I suggested that we both should now retreat
To my house (which was in a row of shanties) -
All I wanted, then, was to rip off her panties.
Which happened soon - I had a makeshift bed-
It was only just a mattress on the floor
With boxes full of clutter by our heads
(Put there earlier the day before).
Well, naturally enough our clothes we shed,
She reclining on her back lets me explore
Her intimacy and nub of womanhood -
Will I go on further? - well yes I should.
She had a lovely body - a size ten -
Though I'm not all that particular at times -
I don't discriminate now - nor did then -
(Most women are beautiful and sublime).
And so we were in bed, and that was when
I thought I was the luckiest man alive.
The more I loved her the more we were wanton
And that night I felt richer than a sultan.
Two more nights there were, and it was bliss;-
Our naked bodies creamy in the moonlight.
And giddy's how I felt when we did kiss;-
Her long blonde hair and face - a lovely sight.
Of course, it is the times like this I miss -
(These memories of sensual delight).
The best I can do is write this tribute:
The "kindness of strangers" - there's no substitute.
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
* Australian saying meaning rough, unrefined.** Rhyming slang i.e f*cking nuts.
My arms hold you tight
Let not fear control your life for I am always near,
I will hold you tight all through the night, to take away that fear,
I will shield you from the darkness, that stirs you on this night,
For you are my most precious gift and for that I'm ready to fight,
My blood will run freely, if your safety it will insure,
My life, my soul, my time on this earth any pain I will endure,
For you my love are my reason, I live and breath each day,
Your existence means everything to me, which is why I want to say,
Your smile awakens my very soul, each time I see it true,
I lie awake every night just thinking and dreaming of you,
I feel the energy passing through me, every time I feel your touch,
My love for you will never end, I love you oh so much,
You are the world to me and within it I can see,
That without gazing at you once a day, I could never be,
So let my arms wrap around you my love, for I am always near,
For I will hold you tight tonight and take away your fear.
I will hold you tight all through the night, to take away that fear,
I will shield you from the darkness, that stirs you on this night,
For you are my most precious gift and for that I'm ready to fight,
My blood will run freely, if your safety it will insure,
My life, my soul, my time on this earth any pain I will endure,
For you my love are my reason, I live and breath each day,
Your existence means everything to me, which is why I want to say,
Your smile awakens my very soul, each time I see it true,
I lie awake every night just thinking and dreaming of you,
I feel the energy passing through me, every time I feel your touch,
My love for you will never end, I love you oh so much,
You are the world to me and within it I can see,
That without gazing at you once a day, I could never be,
So let my arms wrap around you my love, for I am always near,
For I will hold you tight tonight and take away your fear.
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
If I had a lady, I would want her to know this.My Star
If a star was you and I was the night,
I would think it day for you shine so bright,
My heart is yours, so to my mind, body and soul,
My feelings for you shall never grow old,
For but a minute, I wish to hold you near,
Wrap you in my arms and take away any fear,
For you are my life, you are my essence,
I only exist when I am within your presence.
I would think it day for you shine so bright,
My heart is yours, so to my mind, body and soul,
My feelings for you shall never grow old,
For but a minute, I wish to hold you near,
Wrap you in my arms and take away any fear,
For you are my life, you are my essence,
I only exist when I am within your presence.
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
Awwwe ..... That again is what I would want to say to my seetheartFRIENDSHIPS
Friendships cannot be measured
in time or space
nor can be broken
in life's fast pace
Crossing angry waves
or basking in the sun
Sweet friendships
can never be undone
Crossing cultures and colors
sweet minds will meet
Like earth's gravity
or a magnet must meet
true friendships, unlike
friendly passing ships
Will stay in memories
in a beautiful peaceful place
in time or space
nor can be broken
in life's fast pace
Crossing angry waves
or basking in the sun
Sweet friendships
can never be undone
Crossing cultures and colors
sweet minds will meet
Like earth's gravity
or a magnet must meet
true friendships, unlike
friendly passing ships
Will stay in memories
in a beautiful peaceful place
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Posted: Jan 2017
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online today!autumn and remembering
A most mystified moment
is when the leaves turn yellow
an indication of the arrival of autumn
a moist in the wind soften your pale skin
I wish I could reach to touch once more
if only to remember the glow
and yes in that afternoon, it rained
if only to make your hair silken
as it danced in the motion of the gentle wind
I felt pang of ache within me, yet
enchantingly and gloriously wishing
I am in your mind unforgotten
holding a lovely thought of
remembering
Once you confessed:
would it be that when I think of you
you think of me, and when you think
of me, I do? How funny because
it does happen, but even if today
we can't confess anymore,
I do feel just the same. .
that question is as constant
as life itself...goes around
like autumn, it will come again
and again.. without end...
because when I think of you
you think of me, its just the way it is,
was and will always be.
is when the leaves turn yellow
an indication of the arrival of autumn
a moist in the wind soften your pale skin
I wish I could reach to touch once more
if only to remember the glow
and yes in that afternoon, it rained
if only to make your hair silken
as it danced in the motion of the gentle wind
I felt pang of ache within me, yet
enchantingly and gloriously wishing
I am in your mind unforgotten
holding a lovely thought of
remembering
Once you confessed:
would it be that when I think of you
you think of me, and when you think
of me, I do? How funny because
it does happen, but even if today
we can't confess anymore,
I do feel just the same. .
that question is as constant
as life itself...goes around
like autumn, it will come again
and again.. without end...
because when I think of you
you think of me, its just the way it is,
was and will always be.
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Posted: Oct 2016
About this poem:
Just a passing thought brought about by the beauty of fall~ The Need of You ~
~ The Need of you ~
I have the need of you in everyway
I have this burning passionate desire for you
To hear your voice that you want me
too, this very day!
The want of you, your feel of nearness too
It’s what I thrive on ~ I need the very touch of you
The thrill of holding you so ever close
It’s what I want, the very most
You in my arms this very day
To feel your love in everyway
When I look into your wondrous eyes
It’s like opening a delightful heavenly prize
Oh! Come to me my love
I have the need for Heaven above
It’s you that makes my special day
I need your love in everyway
Cuddle up to me in my arms
I want to feel the wonder of your enchanting charms
Kiss me darling I want your loving lips
I need their nectar to drink and sip
Give to me your loving arms
Wrap them around me with all your charms
Come to me in everyway, give yourself to me
It’s for what I pray
Oh please tell me that you care
Hold me tight and give me your love to share!
Do you have a need ~ could it be me?
Hold me darling and we will see!
Romantic Poet
JimEee
I have the need of you in everyway
I have this burning passionate desire for you
To hear your voice that you want me
too, this very day!
The want of you, your feel of nearness too
It’s what I thrive on ~ I need the very touch of you
The thrill of holding you so ever close
It’s what I want, the very most
You in my arms this very day
To feel your love in everyway
When I look into your wondrous eyes
It’s like opening a delightful heavenly prize
Oh! Come to me my love
I have the need for Heaven above
It’s you that makes my special day
I need your love in everyway
Cuddle up to me in my arms
I want to feel the wonder of your enchanting charms
Kiss me darling I want your loving lips
I need their nectar to drink and sip
Give to me your loving arms
Wrap them around me with all your charms
Come to me in everyway, give yourself to me
It’s for what I pray
Oh please tell me that you care
Hold me tight and give me your love to share!
Do you have a need ~ could it be me?
Hold me darling and we will see!
Romantic Poet
JimEee
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
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