Most Commented Hymn Poems (65)

all the signs have passed not a trace ,nothing but a empty space ,like a fighter with broken hands and only them left to give ,a burned out soul waiting to be shoveled in!, the gray clouds overhead materialize in his eyes from within crawling on the cold shallow path that's bound to give in

drifting
blocked

what unlocked

permission
submission

flicking flavour
stealing full stops
a creeping
command
of
sentences

that
call

"Give me the bright time"

What my wanderer soul is searching for
Never to realize the Maestro's slather core

Flights of morning ascend
Perhaps coming to pit end
Song of cricket's auger dark's bend
Sketchpad filled with rainbow
Colors hugging in a row
Twinkling Eyes (stars) too gather...up & above
Aqua-nimals hide deep to Letup!

It's only when i consent
He rejoices my self-content
Revealing his rarest artisanship
Just to gratify our friendship

Till the time i become numb and awed
Keep walking the never ending road !!

Sitting alone on her back porch swing,
Thinking of time going by,
Takes her mind on a magic carpet ride,
Closes her eyes and starts to cry,

She knows her life's not what it's meant to be,
Her teardrops puddle on the floor,
To be one of Them in a Cute Red Dress,
She cries till she cries no more,

Day becomes night as she dries her tears,
A shining bright Angel appears from the dark,
This vision quiets all her fears,
Giving her the strength to carry on,

Suddenly the wheels fall from her chair,
She rises uncertainly on broken feet,
A miracle's rained down on her shattered life,
A miracle that's made her life complete,

She opens her eyes to a bright new day,
No one will ever believe it's true,
She prances so joyously in her new sun,
She knows now what she must do,

Off she goes! in her cute red dress,
Smiling at THEM as she holds her head so high,
The Angel lifts her in it's mighty arms,
And off away they fly
On High

Roses are love any flower is more than grey or white. of any type lips and all sorts of greenery. moss lays any type is beauty to the bee. as long as I rose and leave the stem roots find your beautful

“ To have or to have not”
That is the Question

Man wants what they cannot have ~

And I want you!

Your smiling eyes within their pools of love

Your upturned breasts

Your tossing hips

You with your red tasty lips

Make the day go by

I want your smile

Your face of laughter

It’s what I’m after

Please say you have feelings

For me too!

Romantic Poet
JimEee

When am looking to the mirror oh i already lost my youth Now am waiting to vanish in this earth

If you want to build your own family hold your man . With an open arms ,lovehim, share every thing with no secret between the two of you care him.But if you don't want to build your own family open your hands live the man fly away like a bird. That's the life.Be Happy

its tme to live and not to die .its time its time to stop all the killing .its to starf giving ……...I have more but people out there can add …..by the by born on good Friday but no saint ….