Free Verse Poems (29,608)

In the springtime maybe we will dance in the flowers sublime

In the springtime maybe we can love one another just one last time

In the springtime maybe we can touch the sky as we learn to fly

In the springtime maybe we can smell the rain as it falls on upon the rivers and streams as it washes away our pain

In the springtime maybe the sun will glisten upon your golden skin and hair that I may be intoxicated by your beauty so fair

In the springtime maybe we can start fresh to see ourselves healed in mind and spirit instead of carrying around yesterday's mess

In the springtime maybe we can learn to get along and sing happier songs

In the springtime maybe we can dance to a new romance if we are willing to take a chance

In the springtime maybe we can run and play as kids once again before we get too old and only have time to visit each other's grave

In the springtime maybe we can let go and forget past regrets and write a new chapter of love and happier moments to get

In the springtime maybe we can wake up together embracing with our hearts racing making love until the evening sun and moon is facing

In the springtime maybe the love we sought for so many years we will recognize we had it all along but, it was hidden within our tears

In the springtime maybe just maybe instead of writing and dreaming of the love we seek we may one day fully experience it with someone we meet

In the springtime maybe we will wake up and realize it was all but a dream as we watch it flow gently down the stream

The chair stands pulled up to the table
tight and proud
You're not comming back
No motion no notion!
The guests of the resaurant rave on
None could even spare a thought
Or an inkling of knowing the timing of your going
All inside me is serene
Perhaps I feel the peace at last
Of that knowing
Your time has past.

What is the distance? The word hurts, it pierces the soul painfully, the heart breaks so much! Not to be in another country, in another place, is a paradox! You can be thousands of miles away, but not far away, and sometimes you sleep in the same bed and you are far away! This distance, to be accompanied and to be alone, between many people and loneliness, to have a family, to be together and to be invisible! Another piece of furniture. Distance, unfortunately, is being close to the people you live with and no one seeing you, and walking without anyone noticing! That the night comes and no one accepts you, and more than that, they do not take you into consideration, just to be exploited. They remember only for their own sake, when they need you, and they deny you when their interests end. I think this is the distance
this is sick





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It is snowing tonight!
How beautiful it is!
Everything is so lovely!
The first snow of the year!

I was all set for bed
when I decided
to put out the light and
to look out the window.

The fresh snow on the ground
and on the housetops
unspoiled by man or beast
appears so peaceful and serene

I see a pine tree
and the upper portion
of its branches and needles
are gently covered with snow.

I have seen that same tree
many times before
but never has it looked
as lovely as it looks tonight.

May we never give up our humanity
over times of insanity
May we not look upon our vanity
but, walk in humility
May we find civility within calamity

May we find hope in our capacity to cope
May we find compassion in our personal fashion
May we find justice in the search of balanced conscience

May we find love within ourselves that we may offer love to others
May we become the truth we seek
to bring comfort to the meek

May we look upon the broken and lost and heal them without considering the cost

May we stop the hurting and killing
and look upon the value of living
May we look upon each other with forgiveness and thanksgiving

May we make the time to heal our hearts and minds
and share in a world to be kind

May we wipe away our tears and wash away our fears and stand up
to fight for what is right

May oppression be stopped along with a silent killer of depression and may wholeness and love be a new obsession.

May we find ourselves from within
only then can we be open for love
to be let in

May we see the light of love and the holiness of heaven from above
May it shine upon us all when we hear the angels call

May the darkness be cast aside where the light of truth can never hide
May the father bless the son and in love we abide

The days are swiftly hastening
The shadows softly fall
I seem to hear the shepherd calling
From way beyond the wall
He has come to fetch the ill ewe
That lies so forlorn
To unite her with her lamb
She lost,a decade or so ago,
She has been pining for her,
Life for her has never been the same,
The ewe has now to bid goodbye
To all she knew, when on earthly meadows
She did graze,
The shepherd will pick her up
tenderly in His arms
And carry her safely o'er
And lay her gently beside her lamb
She had longed so dearly for;
Now Forever to abide;
No more heartache or pain,
No more tears will be shed,
For the place where He will lay her down
There will be peace and eternal rest,
Beside her precious lamb.

I love you
I hate you
I need you

Afraid to love
Afraid to be loved
Push most away
Scared of you

Have many fears
Don’t abandoned me
Tell me you love me
I won’t cry

Shadows always running through my head
Living with this condition
I’ve been given
My head hurts

Don’t judge
Show respect
Nobody’s perfect

I had a dream about you!
And the Moon felt jealous of you and she decided to leave because she didn't feel full, now she was half.

I had a dream about you!
And the words she said to you were of love and passion, I did not feel any shame in expressing to you my desire to consume myself in your skin.

I had a dream about you!
And I was able to love you like no man or gentleman could ever love you.

I had a dream about you!
And I drew with my firm and anxious hands the most indecipherable figures on your skin.

And I was a poet!
And I knew your verses, I savored your lines and I loved the letters that make up your name.

I had a dream about you!
I hugged you in caresses and made you mine while I whispered in your ear all those forbidden words for a true poet.

A poet is not vulgar on paper, a true poet makes poetry that exalts women eternal, and if he has to make it vulgar he will do it exclusively under the sheets, stripped of modesty and rooted skin to skin.

In my dream I kissed every inch of your fine canvas
(Wrinkles and stretch marks you say? I rather call them indelible marks of your life well lived) and you didn't stop me, on the contrary you covered my body with yours and we made love until we went crazy.

I had a dream about you!
And you were my company forever and there were no moons or suns that could separate us.

Today I left my house thinking about such a wonderful dream and I ran into you
We looked at each other in silence and I jumped for joy when you approached me and with a sweet voice I heard you say:
Last night, last night and without knowing you
I dreamed of you..."

Every heart wants warmth at every time of the year and age has nothing to do with it. No matter how cold life is, where there is love, the weather is wonderful. It doesn't matter how old you are... The main thing is to wake up every morning with the confidence that the person you need is next to you and loves you... Always be loved!