Poems (34,327)

clouds are shaped

to a heart that waits

tempting moon hides its face

glory be to the one

who understands its fate.

IDEAL PARTNER
I AM IN LOVE WITH A DREAM
A dream to find my soul mate
Freedom to search but is it to late.
I turn to the Internet to find that certain one
I have been searching in my country but found none.
I look to places I have never been
I email people I have never seen.
I see there is chat, this I have not attempted
People are chatting; by me they are not tempted.
So I am a silent voice who is never seen
I am hidden behind a computer screen.
My pictures show a smile as you see
There is more to me than on this screen.
Friendship is a beautiful start
Relationship is a beautiful end.
Could I be the Ray of sunshine in your life?
By Ray

I MET YOU IN MY DREAM

I AWOKE STRETCHED OUT MY HAND TO STROKE YOUR HAIR.
IT WAS THEN I REALISED YOU WERE NOT THERE.
YOU WERE STILL IN MY DREAM WHERE WE HAD FIRST MET.
THE MEETING WAS NOT LIKE IN THE FAIRY TALES OR MOVIE SET.
OUR EYES DID NOT COME TOGETHER TO MEET IN A CROWDED ROOM.
IT WAS MORE OF A PHYSICAL CONTACT MAYBE A LITTLE TOO SOON.
I WALKED ALONE BY THE SEA IN THE BAY ON A BEAUTIFUL DAY IN MAY.
AS I LOOKED UP YOU WERE COMING THE OPOSITE WAY.
OUR EYES LOCKED TOGETHER AS IF FIXED BY SUPER GLUE.
I WAS NOT LOOKING DOWN SO WHAT HAPPENED NEXT, I HAVE NOT A CLUE.
IT WAS THEN THAT I FELL OVER MY FEET AND PLUNGED INTO THE SEA.
YOU GAVE OUT A SCREAM AND THEN JUMPED IN TO RESCUE ME.
IT WAS NOT SO MUCH YOUR WEIGHT THAT TOOK THE WIND OUT OF ME.
IT WAS MORE TO DO WITH THE ROCK UNDERNEATH THE SEA.
AS YOU LANDED LIKE A JUMBO JET DIRECTLY ON TOP OF ME.
I CAN NOT SWIM AND TRIED TO GRAB HOLD OF YOUR CLOTHS.
I GRABED HOLD OF YOUR BREAST, THAT’S WHEN YOU BROKE MY NOSE.
A LEFT HOOK BETTER THAN ANY I HAVE SEEN IN A FIGHT.
MY SIGHT BLURRED AS I BECOME CONFUSED WAS IT DAY OR NIGHT.
YOU WERE A HERO TO THE PEOPLE WHO WATCHED ON THIS DAY IN MAY.
AS YOU CARRIED ME ACROSS YOUR SHOULDERS FROM THE SEA AND BAY.
THE FENCE WAS NO PROBLEM FOR YOU AS YOU JUMPED IT LIKE A CAT.
YOU FORGOT ABOUT ME ON YOUR BACK AS I TOOK OFF LIKE A BALL FROM A BAT.
THE FLIGHT WAS GOOD BUT IT WAS THE LANDING THAT CAUSED ME PAIN.
I TRIED TO READ THE SIGN AS IT FLEW PAST BUT IT WAS ALL IN VAIN.
I COULD READ THE SIGN NOW MY TRAVEL HAD COME TO AN END.
I BECAME CONCERNED AS IT READ “TO ENTER YOU MUST BE INSAIN”
YOU HELD MY HAND AND LIKE 2 LOVERS WE WALKED AROUND THE BEND.
YOU KNOW WHEN A LARGE ANIMAL IS ANGRY YOU CAN TELL.
I TRIED TO HELP YOU RUN, BUT YOU WERE GONE LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL.
I WAS ON MY SECOND FLIGHT OF THE DAY WITHOUT WINGS OR POWER.
THIS LANDING WAS PAINLESS AS THE BULL DROPPED ME IN A COW PAT.
IT WAS THEN I THOUGHT THIS WAS NOT MY BEST DAY FROM WHERE I SAT.
YOU SAID I SMELT BAD FROM THE DISTANCE YOU WERE AT.
WITH MY NOSE SPREAD ACROSS MY FACE SMELL WAS OF NO INFORMATION.
YOU WANTED ME TO GO TO YOUR HOME, I ACCEPTED THE INVERTATION.
YOU DECIDED TO WASH AND DRY MY NOW BAD SMELLING CLOTHS.
ALSO YOU WOULD PLACE SOME THING COLD ON MY BROKEN NOSE.
WE REACHED YOUR HOME AND YOU INTRDUCED ME TO YOUR PARROT LEE.
A LARGE BIRD WITH A BIG BEAK WHO TOOK AN INSTANT DISLIKE TO ME.
YOU SAID HE COULD TALK BUT HE’S JUST GOT HIMSELF INTO A STATE.
AS I WALKED PAST HIS CAGE HE LOOKED HIS EYES FILLED WITH HATE.
YOU DECIDED TO TAKE OFF MY CLOTHS TO WASH AND DRY.
I DID NOT HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS I WAS NEVER SHY.
I WAS NAKED IN FRONT OF YOU WONDERING WHAT YOU WOULD DO TO ME.
YOU LOOKED DOWN LAUGTHED AND DECIDED TO MAKE A CUP OF TEA
Continued

I am a woman child
maybe I'll just go wild
do all the things I said I would never do
tell a lie than make it true
turn myself inside out
see what all the fuss is about
climb a mountain swim the sea
find a place to just be
change my name and change my style
take a vacation from me for awhile
find a new approach to happiness
live my life without regrets
maybe I need something new
because I am having a hard time without you

LATER WE DID SIT CLOSE BOTH NAKED ON THE SETTEE.
YOUR HANDS BEGAN TO TRAVEL TO PLACES THEY SHOULD NOT BE.
I LOOKED AT YOUR HUGE BREASTS I WAS TEMPTED BUT THEN GAVE A SIGH.
I THEN FELT MY BROKEN NOSE AND DECIDED THE PRICE WAS TO HIGH
WITH A PARROT FILLED WITH HATE JUST STARING AT ME.
MY NOSE BROKEN SPREAD ACROSS MY FACE THROBING LIKE A BEE.
I COULD NOT EVEN RAISE A SMILE THIS MOMENT OF PASSION WAS NOT TO BE.
IT WAS THEN YOU LET LEE FROM HIS CAGE TO FLY AROUND THE ROOM.
I BEGAN TO SWEAT AND HAVE THIS FEELING OF PENDING DOOM.
YOU GAVE ME MY CLOTHS NOW CLEAN AND RECEIVED THANKS FROM ME.
MY SHIRT HAD SHRUNK AND MY TROUSERS WERE ONLY JUST BELOW MY KNEE.
YOU TRIED TO HELP ME FIT INTO MY CLOTHS THAT WERE NOW TOO SMALL.
YOU PULLED AND PUSHED MY MANHOOD IT WAS NO GO I WAS STILL EXPOSED.
TRY AS YOU MAY THE ZIP ON MY TROUSERS WOULD NOT CLOSE.
IT WAS THEN LEE MADE HIS ATTACK CLAWS SINKING INTO PRIVATE PARTS.
THEN HIS BEAK ATTACK, HERO I AM NOT SO MY SCREAMING STARTS.
I WAS NEVER A BIG PERSON BEFORE THIS EVENT NOW IT IS LESS.
AS I LOOKED DOWN I CAN ONLY DESCRIBE MY MANHOOD AS A MESS.
AS WE WAITED FOR THE AMBULANCE LEE LOOKED HAPPY AT LAST.
HE HAD JOY WRITTEN ALL OVER HIS BEAK FROM WHAT HAD JUST PAST.
AS I LEFT ON A STRECHER YOU ASKED LEE TO SAY SORRY TO ME.
YOU WERE RIGHT HE DOES TALK I HEARD HIM SAY AS WE PASSED.
GOT YOU SUCKER. YOUR NOT THE FIRST AND WILL NOT BE THE LAST”
AT THE HOSPITAL EVERY ONE WAS AMUSED.
THE ONLY THING THAT FITTED WAS MY SHOES.
YOU OFFERED TO COME TO THE HOSPITAL WITH ME BUT I DECLINED.
I WAS WORRIED I WAS NOT A CAT AND MY LIVES DO NOT ADD UP TO NINE.
IT WAS ALL A DREAM THAT BEAUTIFUL DAY IN MAY.
THERE ARE JUST A FEW THINGS I WOULD LIKE TO SAY.
I HAVE GIVEN IT SERIOUES THOUGHT TO TURNING GAY.
MEETING YOU IN MY DREAMS HAS CHANGED MY LIFE.
I NO LONGER LOOK FOR SOME ONE TO BE MY WIFE.
AT THE SOUND OF A WASHING MACHINE I CHECK MY ZIP.
I NO LONGER WALK BY THE SEA, SEEING WATER MAKES ME BITE MY LIP.
BIG BIRDS I LOOK AT WITH DISTASTE AND WALK AWAY IN GREAT HASTE.
MY NOSE AND THE THROBBING ONLY HAPPENS WHEN I DREAM.
SOME TIMES I WAKE UP IN A SWEAT AND NEIBOURS ASK ME WHY I SCREAM.
MY PRIVATE PARTS SEEMS TO BE OK NOW THEY HAVE REMOVED THE CAST.
I CAN NOT COME TO TERMS WITH THAT IT WAS A DREAM AND NOT MY PAST
AT NIGHT I AM SCARED TO CLOSE MY EYES TO SLEEP.
I HAVE THIS FEAR THAT IN MY DREAM WE WILL AGAIN MEET.
By Ray

HERE I STAND



Strong and brave,


is who I am.


Alone and hurt,


here I stand.


Thinking of you each and every day.


Here I stand with nothing to say.


You'll never truly know or understand how much I care.


Here I stand brave but scared,


lonley and dared.


Here I stand in the rain,


waiting for something to change.


I watch you live your live like you never even knew me.


Maby this is the way things are supposted to be.


I stand here waiting to see.


Ill want for you to come back,


because there so many things that i need to know.


And here i stand waiting for because i'm not ready to let you go.



WRITTEN BY: KARA YOST 2008

Be My Dove

The room is empty the walls bare.
Yet when I open my eyes to stare.
I see the room is full of furniture and various things.
I then realise the emptiness is coming from within.
Yesterday I was young with many songs I used to sing.
There are still so many songs left within.
I need some one to hear me sing.
So many words overflowing from within.
They need a destination, please be my dove.
With your wings distance is nothing for a dove.
Help me make it before I drown in words of love.
BY Ray

Last night, I had a dream of you,
The dream just remain with me.
I'll hold it in my quiet heart
And feel it constantly.
If we could make time disappear,
Null past and future,
Make the moment flower,
Then we could love with neither false hope
nor fear of losing
I would rather let my anguish run.
I know that if I wait you will be mine.
And time will wait for us to dance,
Touched by one another's grace
To give what we so long have sought
I cannot but anticipate the end of this dream
Desire a lover, yet fear to loosing my hope

an what the day brings, treasured friends lots of smiles an daunting lifes trials . . . . winds at my back, thought's are alive, I'm blessed in this life since the day I arrived. . . . dark days will leave as you smile them away, it's not worth the torture of grief thought up days. . . . I love my life in passionate ways I'm still young n full a life an here's where I'll stay~ Bentlee

Dear Reader,
What does a girl really want?
The answer to this is what I want
This is—I think—a big question even for Immanuel Kant
Of course, this question is a front
The main one is: what does a girl not want?
I hope you’ll help me, but if you can’t
Please don’t pull a stunt.
Love,
Manstunt