Poems (34,331)

Welcome back to life, after feeling dead,

Waking in the light, hung on by a thread,

Learn to live and love, pain aint in the plan,

take a deep breath now, exhale if you can,

Barefoot on the grass, playing in the rain,

Smile upon my face, finally feeling sane.

Dreaming all the time, laughing with just me,

Music playing loud, singing, feeling free,

Life is but a puzzle, There's no time to spare,

I'll take my chance, and finally dance,

Live happy if you dare.

I can feel the heat of the fire
and stand naked beside it.
I feel the cold loneliness
but do not clothe.

I have seen the beauty of the Gods
and gazed- enchanted by it.
I can feel it turn my heat to stone
but do not look look away.

I have known the splendor of the stars
and romanced beneath them.
I hear the approaching thunder
yet take no shelter.

I have plundered many temples
and pursed their treasures.
I am wretched and penniless
at the prospect of my loss.

I have fought bravely
in the most difficult of battles.
I cower, shamefully,
in the face of regret.

I have met with many cruelties
and beared no malice.
I despise my own compassion
and forgiveness.

I threw myself into solitude
and found tranquility.
I stand alone in the forest
and find my self lost.

MY LOVELY CHILD.

MY LOVELY CHILD I AM UR MOTHER

YOU ARE MY BREATH, HAPPINESS, HELPING HAND.

EVERY DAY I SEE U HOW DO PLAY WITH TOYS,

WITHOUT KNOWING HOW'S LIFE CHALLENGING.

JUST U KNOW HOW TO PLAY AND GET ANGRY WHEN U WANT EAT.

OH MY SWEET MY LITTLE BABY!

JUST U MAKE ME HAPPY, YOU MAKE MY EYES WITH HAPPY TEARS.

I HEAR UR VOICE SAYING TO ME-MAMA!

AND I SEE U MY LITTLE ANGEL!

YOU ARE MY HAPPINESS AND MY DREAM.

Times you bring me joy
Times you hurt
You are the most touched feeling
In my heart

Times I feel it will last
Times it’s just a spark
You are a timeless feeling
In my heart

Times it seems natural
Times it’s atypical
You are the least justified feeling
In my heart

Times it’s complicated
Times it’s three words
You are an inexplicable warm feeling
Within my heart…

At certain times throughout the day you may see me walking around by myself and always looking to my right as my lips move and say to yourself " a that guy is crazy, looking at nothing, talking to himself, wandering around aimlessly". Me, myself, I say that "your the crazy one, not being able to see what is right in front of your face." Some might even say "deaf, dumb, and blind." As for me, I am walking with the God of my understanding.Talking to him. I am not just going nowhere or somewhere, I am going everywhere. For the gifts of life from my GOD are plentiful. Why should I dream my whole life when I can make my dream such that.........MY LIFE..

Fields raise high their daisy eyes
to gaze on twilight's wounded sky.
Bleeding from battle's electri rage
lays broken on the beaten sage.

With an evil pass of Satan's hand
a shadow is cast that blinds the land.
It steals the life and mutes the sound
to rule as king where light was crowned.

Yet through this spell the heavens shine.
A shimmering hope in a darkened time.
Burning forth through scold and scorn;
torched corridore to amnesty's morn.

From 'neath the sea with volcanic eruption
the angel of fire in brillian disruption
reclaims her throne from ritual sin
giving light and life to the earth again.

Living pillars and columns high
stand strong and proud to brace the sky
as waters mad from mountain steep
the rivers wide score forests deep.

Blossoming voices in spectral glore
sing wet with blood from an old day's war
and in the glen the willows sigh
in solemn relief of a storm gone by.

When I see you,
your smile makes my heart do the same.
When I hear your cries,
for nothing,
not knowing or even why, my soul weeps.
But, how can I love you so much,
and yet at times, get so upset with you,
but yet get even more upset with myself for getting upset with you, for I know,
that you don't know,
what you don't know,
And for this.....
my daughter,
"I'm sorry",
I love you

A story once told a road of gold
did wind through mountains white
past rivers keen till sign is see
that ends its heralded flight.

Words unfurl in lavender and pearl
to adorn this fateful shrine
They read, "Steer forth towards the north
in a raft on the bay of wine".

The ship is light and moon shines bright
as currents make swift the way.
Your journey is far by the evening star
to the coming break of day.

The sun rises high in an azure sky
when you reach a fostered shore
and are greeted with cheers, hugs, and tears
from teddy bears galore.

They've gathered in herds of pink oxfords
to collect the stranded shells
to place in blocks as forget-me-nots
to the things they love so well.

They've names like Mandy, Toby, Andy,
Jenny and Danielle
Their nicknames and middle names
to each in secret tell.

Upon their crown the little bears gown
a splendid butterfly
its beauty appears between tufted ears
as missly placed bowties.

They spend the day in watery play
or camped by firesides.
Tumbling October leaves
or playing on giant slides.

On swing sets during sunsets,
on walks or holding hands.
In ferris whells above grassy fields
in Autmn colors grand.

When Spring's the day oboes they play;
in Summer picnic all.
On silver skates bless Winter lakes,
and kites loft in the Fall.

When twilights swirl be stills this world
of donughts, mints, and sun
where apple trees wave cinnamon leaves
and rocking horses run-

they sleep the night by candle light
caressed by soft moonbeams
as weariness pries at shoebutton eyes
and music weaves sweet their dreams.

Sincere and true I speak to you
of beauty ro revere.
Special and new though seen by few
I have visited here.

Perhaps one day I'll find my way
back to this dreamy cove
where joy and laughter are ever after
and tebby bears rule with love ... always.

To BAS
a toy

One bird that can't sing
one leaf
one tree.

The sun in dark shroud
in the sky
by one cloud.

One rock that can't roll
one flower
one road.

One soul
One life
One love

The first time I saw her, I couldn't believe it was true
A perfect pink pudgy lil angel, with enormous eyes so blue
This precious lil creature, lying right here in my arms
Endowed it does seem, with all of heaven's charms

Surely I must be dreaming, for how in this world ?
Could she really be, my very own baby girl ?
So completely amazed, and filled with pride and awe
For a more beautiful child, I had never saw

Now gazing down upon her, surveying what was there
A tiny dimple in her chin, a crown of shiny golden hair
Just a chubby cherub, with only the slightest lil nose
More soft and as pink, as the petals of a rose

Poking two tiny fingers in her mouth, with one small sigh so deep
She drifted off then, into a most angelic sleep
A baby girl angel, surely sent from above
A most special gift just for me, that I will cherish and love