Last Commented Abstract Poems (471)

as the light breaks through the window , i see it.
but i was already awake.
it lights the room , but no one is there.
i can no longer hear you breathe next to me , or see you in the dark.
because you are now gone.
i used to wake to hear you breathe , see you next to me .
i have done that for 40 years , now is no more.
in the light the room is still , silent, lonely.
no sounds , no more that one echoed around the room.
only the early light dances across from side to side now.
with eerie silence i rise and i sit on the bed , where once you where beside me.
only memory's now to hold and exist.

time slows down and we see it stop , when we lose someone.
your heart breaks beyond repair.
you feel like your chest will implode , sucking you into yourself.
time seems never to restart were you left it.
and never will again.
you find yourself wishing to turn time back itself.
in the hope it can be.
or freeze a moment in time forever.
but once gone can never be repeated.
time wasted is time lost forever.

Violets are red and violets are blue and I love you too ??

you said only me
lied and cheated
left me deleted

i tryed , then cried
and
finally died inside.

now i hide
left by the wayside
broken inside

but you dont care
moved on with flare
found another to fill my chair

told me he was already there
what you did was not fair
you lies and cheating beyond compare

all trust broken
a loves lost token
your lies all awoken

Funky went his own mind!,
Freaky was because - of this - very kind!, -
As they set sail,
Into their own troubled seas, -
Lost all reason to embrace,
They gave up this - madcap - the human race,
And set their worn, torn sails,
Deep - into space, --

Farther out, deeper in,
Freaky made many,
Funky lost many friends, -
Until Funky told Freaky,
"I think it's time to go!, -
Freaky said, "At least do one or five?!",
"Look at this desolate place!",
"We've brought it back alive!", -
And just imagine how the story goes?!, --

Sad sang the saddest tunes,
And then one day Sad met Blue,
And was there love?,
Maybe something we always knew?,
But refused to know?!, -
They grew closer,
Like a setting sun,
As they set their worn, torn, dreamers sails,
Deep into bygones, be-gone! --

Blue said to Sad, "You seem so depressed?!",
"You bring magic in so many ways!",
"Wait?!", - "What is this?!", -
Sad took a step back,
Only to compromise,
Has the sadness of Sad,
Gazed into Blue's eyes, -
"I must sail alone!?",
"Perhaps better off - if we - go on our own?!",
And just imagine how the story goes?, --

"Getting close to four?!",
"Well, we can thrive!",
The barkeep said, "Open the doors!",
Then - rolled in and up! - Hip and Jive!, -
Capable of doing about anything!,
They sat back - with remains - of this!?, -
Present, future, and to become the past,
As they set their worn, torn, better times sails,
Deep into knowing this may be the last?!, --

Jive said to Hip, "Life is looking swell!",
"Just look around!?",
"All of us are here!", -
"Yeah", Hip replied,
"I can tell!",
"Funky and Freaky - Sad and Blue - seem to be doing quite well!?", -
Life really never changes,
We must move on to show,
Sad wings of destiny,
And just imagine how the story goes?!, ----------------

The layers we build begin with the child we were.

In life we load on so many layers, like paint being added to a plank of wood.

The plank gets loaded and over time it warped and buckled.

It almost snapped at times but it didn't..

It's up to you to remove the layers of paint slowly and let the girl breathe again, you just have to be allowed to without fear.

Someone gave me a Box, a Space to sit, stand dance, Twirl around, breathe.

It was the most beautiful, sweet, precious gift because it was timeless.

It didn't need ribbons, bows or anything inside, it had air to breath, no judgement, not one comment, so intreged, so in awe, so special.

Closes the Box and places in inside my soul, safe and sound forever.

Stay off the drugs
As best as you can
Eat well and exercise
If you can. and also
Be the best you can be
Till death do you part.
cause a moment later will be your last fart.

Forsake not thy brother in times of trouble.
Be there at his side.
Love thy brother as thyself.
Let him in your heart reside.

Think not of self when others hurt.
Do all you can to aid.
And in this way you help yourself,
For goodness always is repaid.

You scratch one’s back, another yours.
In this way all do grow …
Reciprocating love for all
And thus, all God do know.

For God is Love, you’ve heard this oft,
But know that it is true.
He lives and breathes in others,
Who give their love to you.

If this is so, then know this truth—
You, too, are God in form.
And your True Self you come to know
When loving acts you do perform.

Love thy brother, this we say,
And in this way know God!
For He lies there inside your heart
As that gentle, urging prod.

By giving love you scratch that itch—
The urge you satisfy,
And come to know yourself as this—
God’s love, that cannot die.

Feel your heart beat …
At times it does pound.
A reminder that there
Is love all around.

The heart is the center
Of the emotional field
Wherein your true essence
As love is revealed.

Place your focus right there
Bring it oft to the fore.
Then send out what you feel
And to this world you’ll bring more.

To be loved is a blessing.
To give love, greater yet.
Go forth as a light –
And others’ appetites whet.

Be so loving and kind
That when they see you they sigh,
For your love will be felt
Such that none can deny.

To feel love is a gift;
To spread it out even more.
So open your heart
And let your love pour.