Random Free Verse Poems (29,539)

Love is the greatest feeling,
Love is like a play,
Love is what I feel for you,
Each and every day,
Love is like a smile,
Love is like a song,
Love is a great emotion,
That keeps us going strong,
I love you with my heart,
My body and my soul,
I love the way I keep loving,
Like a love I can't control,
So remember when your eyes meet mine,
I love you with all my heart,
And I have poured my entire soul into you,
Right from the very start.

my lips are quivering
I want you so incredibly bad
I know, I have to be patient
but the wait is making me mad

oh, I can not wait to devour you
you are so incredible sweet
anticipation is killing me
I wish I could get my treat

you are irresistibly magnificent
you give me pleasures beyond believe
oh please let me taste you
yes, give me unbelievable relief

recklessly I will take you now
I will not feel any regret
you are absolutely wonderful
my silky smooth piece of...
chocolate

The wild wolf ranged the Currumpaw valley
with Blanca his love, his mate, and ally
living life wild as distant time has known
encroaching civilization would not condone

man's only idea was to kill all the wild
and mold country to be tame and be mild
there should be no place that man cannot be
where only the animals run wild and free

the pair and their wary familial pack
lived freely and outwitted man's lack
'til Seaton came with superior cunning
to kill all wolves that mankind was hunting

he caught Blanca, all splendid in white
in a trap specially concealed for her plight
Lobo oblivious, stayed near by her side
and witnessed, as rope strangled, she died

the desert night howled loud with despair
as Lobo's cries for Blanca filled the cold air
Seaton continued with his plan of course
but began to review intent, and feel remorse

he called the day and went to his cabin
with Blanca's body to lure Lobo to happen
to enter into the ranch and it's danger
to reclaim his love from this deadly stranger

Lobo came looking but stealthily got away
so Seaton used her scent to trap his prey
Lobo's longing and sorrow finally came to end
when caught in four traps of Seaton's attend

Seaton found he was unable to kill Lobo on site
Taken to ranch and chained, he died later that night
Ernest Seaton finally saw what he'd wrought
the end of wilderness mankind had bought

Seaton wrote of the valiant wolf with commendation
and advocated for environmental preservation
he was at center of movement of scouting for boys
and controversially wrote of animals with poise

trapped by Blanca's love, Lobo died with respect
instrumentally motivating movement to redirect
humanities notion that there is no place untamed
and man is the greatest problem nature has claimed

© agoodguy2have 2010-10-10

Beware the Female!

You just might fall in love

A woman is a temptress, she’s made that way
when born

She cries for affection and is picked up
and given hugs

Isn’t she a beauty, so innocent and sweet

The men all goo at her,
she sweeps them literally off their feet

Life’s little conquest starts, she’s a baby cougar,
men never had a chance

Then Momma takes over, showing her a thing or two,
How to use her flirty, flirty eyes and her swaying hips to get a hug and more from you

At the age of two, Momma curls and combs her golden hair, preparing daughter, for her wedding day

It is her dream to catch an unsuspecting man for her daughter’s spider web, along life’s tempestuous way

Momma buys her clothes, things to wear to start her adventuress female life, the grooming of a Queen

If you want to catch a man, a little more cleavage dear. You have to give a little honey to the bee!

As years pass by, a new hair-do, false eyelashes, a little eye make-up - dainty powdered brush marks beneath her eyes of blue

Lipstick and make-up upon her cheeks, a dab of perfume too

As innocent disappears, the seductress female knows much more then you!

They flaunt their charms for diamond necklaces and diamond bracelets on their wrists, a resort in the country, a cottage on the beach and trips to the Riviera

They do their 7 veiled dance, seducing men along their way

Okay lady, I’m ready, seduce me, I’ll promise you anything, a closet full of shoes, anything that is except marriage!

(The Poem of a Lonely Bachelor)
JimEee

I got into this thing because I'm a blowhard
I like to hear the sound of my own voice
I never intended to win
That's why I said all the outrageous things I did
I made fun of the handicapped
I made fun of women's looks
Am I fun to watch?
You bet I am!
I'm a really good candidate
But I would be a lousy president
Frankly I would hate the job
Don't even get me started on the pay
I made over 700 million dollars just last year
And they want me to take a pay cut to 400,000?
Would I be better than Hillary?
Don't really care to be quite honest
I did give her a lot of money in the past
Because I am one of the many puppet master billionaires
Wanting more for myself and much less for everyone else
I got out of paying over a billion in taxes
And I own casinos
That pretty much sums it up how I really feel about people
People should be treated like cattle

shadowed memories follow me
there is no hiding
and on amount of lieing will make them leave
we all dream of a better life
of hope
of love
but we hide
we hide bhind sarcasm
we hide behind false truths
behind masks
should we take the walls down
and let love in
or should we keep them up
to keep our fears away
shoud we dream of brighter days
should we dream that one day
our past is exactly that and it stays behind us
we dream
we hope
we love
we mourn
we know anger and sadness and loss
should we let our past keep us from out future
or should we go bodly on

The Quotes Garden
*** Part III – Poetic lines in two verses ***
*** Clouds ***



***
“Thoughts,
Come and go, –
***
Beams,
Fast, or slow; –
***
Knots,
So and so - -
***
Dreams,
As they flow…
***
Sky,
Deep, wide, blue,
***
Streams
Clouds to brew,
***
- Pots,
Soon to strew! –
***
Life,
Hides with dots!!..
***
Cliffs,
Seems to skew… “
***

END of Final Chapter from the book The Quotes Garden – Volume I.



©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)

be my Amun-Ra, my beautiful sun
with yer shining eyes ye have me stunned
let me be yer Cleopatra, yer queen & goddess
wilt this face mesmerised thee with flawless?

be my coloured pen, my perfect poem, finest
let me be yer smooth brush, yer sublime canvass
be my romantic literary piece
let me be yer artistic masterpiece

glad to have ye my dear angelic zombi
for yer happy to have me as yer darling mummy

be my scorpion king, my one true lover
let me be yer beloved, yer sole sweet enchanter

great to meet ye again my real knight
my charming prince, my ever soulmate

we'll make sure no thing stands between us

and we will stand any time real fine
till the end of endless time . . . .

My soul is transfigured
in your anoited presence
among these twisted vines and flowers
as they turn to harvest...

The beloved apparitions of my rite
leave me for all eternity
my soul feels like an abandoned child
forbidden in this month of March
to go and gather flowers for his brethren...

Still I gaze at the tender portrait
with timid smile always on your face
with purple-red ember of passion
fulfilled and nurtured by your favor...

I sigh freely in your presence
and seek to bring you home to me
in this field of poppy and flowers
my arms around you like twisted vines of grapes..

Sweet sounding music
begins dancing
sweetly within
the mind
trickling softly
tender droplets
fall into
deep waters

Touching each drop
fills with delight
on breaking reflections
begins caressing drumbeats
ripples dance
panned played emotions
magically musically
played waterfall
thunders desire

Whistling feelings
playing from
the depths
of one heart
flutes enchanting
a soul

Sings out
intoxicating love
flows hotly
delightfully drunk
a ravishing dream
bewitching enchants
the deepest organ
one timeless beauty
falls around you