Most Commented Prose Poems (416)

As the sun rises each morning,
thoughts arise without warning,
things remind you of your past,
all the things that did not last,

From people who became a friend,
to those who drove you ‘round the bend.
Family who were a true support,
and those you only tried to wrought.

But now as you try to remain true,
you realise there are a chosen few,
who know who you truly are,
and would not push you too far.

A few to which you’d open up,
but with love they can be tough,
not so they can be unfair,
but because they truly care.

Now it’s time to decide,
and on it let your life ride,
to truly give it a real go,
as it’s the only way you’ll know.

That you are a worth while guy
someone who can decide,
every move that you make,
during the hours you’re awake.

So now it’s time to take a shot,
as you’ve only got one lot,
when it’s done they do shout,
so the world knows what you’re about.

it's funny how at times there's a feeling you simply wanna share, not so sure how an do I dare an will they care, it's about a willing to take a chance, it's neither right or wrong to the reader, it's only right for self cause it's owned, it's a feeling, thought to pen to paper, be what it may, you've something to say, it's a distant word, for a times, been at bay. So complicated a word a feeling as such, to share is a trust, it's Love that's ready for me. Am I or will I be ready for it.

No words have been formed to express
The depths of LOVING in me you have left.
All I can do is imagine your welcome reception
Of my life into yours, letting go of the stress.

What separates us is only the fear that
other insignificant matters may take precedent
And somehow alter our personal identity when lent
In LOVING each other...oh, let us reinvent.

LOVING, while unconditional, bruises the soul
But the experience makes us become refined,and whole--
Needing nothing, growing in maturity, passionately entwined--
Joined together---body, soul, and mind.

While LOVING you has afflicted my heart and spiritual space
There is no greater joy this connection could generate
The energy shared between both us so sensually laced
By our Father before there was a date.

M. Elizabeth Smith

Play: "Loving You" -

I came on earth a seed of life
To become amongst other mortal people of life ,animals insects in this world of life
I was born with fingers and toes

Ten little pinkies and ten litle toes
Daily i grew stronger day by day through my journy of life
Till i grew from an infant on my journey of life
Into my teens i am homeward bound,Information i have stored on my journey of life

locked up stored away for my journey of life
Am propelled into my adulthood like a man but still not know who i am and the meaning of life
My journey was slow now it is fast the years was slow now it is fast

Into my future i am propelled on my daily quest for life
I am one of millions on this earth propelled into are journey of life Some young some old and some inbetween
we are united in are journey of life, as comrades as individuals in Are journey of life
On are mission to make the most of are life are journeys short we make Mistakes we try to learn from are mistakes on are journey of life

What are journey is we /I are not sure but to make a good life for one and all

The lone, the cold
weary, dreary
unsettled in their new home
their sojourn a mystery
uncertainty roams
Prowling shapes envelop the door
as Pluto unleashes his damned hoardes
eternity sealed inside their mind
how hurriedly they know not
the lies spoonfed long since
cannot help them here.
Only their fear
resides and thrives
feasting on their futile fate
thrashing about in the heart's cage.
Yet, feeling nothing, not numb
pain vociferous, yet dumb
How canst they continue on?
The toil etched into their eyes
baggage hanging off the brow
Channels well dug in thy alabaster dome
as they arrive where they shall call home.
Abandon all hope
if it not abandoned thee;
embrace only your misery
for nothing before you you shall see
yet thine eyes will wild dance
with fanciful horrors
terrors once unbeknown
residing
where they call home.

Knocked around by life since you were born
Battered, beaten, bloodied and torn
Every twist of the road another heart ache
This thing called life ain’t no slice of cake
Just taking the licks as they come around
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down
 
Round two and hear the bell ring
What is the worse that they can bring
Come up swinging asking for more
Go the distance til you get to the exit door
Bounce off the mat with a thumping sound
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down
 
Third time they say is the charm
Giving hope a chance what’s the harm
Living with your heart wide open
The best laid plans of mice and men
This girl is stepping out on the town
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down
 
The last hurrah; strike up the band
Love letters written in the sand
Time may wash away unsightly mars
Waves of God’s love removes the scars
Watching the circle of life go round
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down

Anticipation of the consequences is killing our soul
Forfeiture of all we believe in will become our goal
Truth, Honor, Integrity and Justice are nil upon the table
Ever changing our destiny by leaving the scars of the label
Reaching nothing more than a false destination.

Thinking with closed minds and preconceived paradigms
Hinders our recovery from pestilence and hate crimes
Exchanging our free essence for one that is continually bound.

Fastened to the unrealistic knowledge that all will be forgiven
After the fall of the human race; we learn that absolution
Leads not to freedom from paying the reaper in full sum
Love is not for sale, nor may it be unraveled or undone.

Everything happens for it’s own reason
All things have closure, a change of season
Love has a way of working it’s way into a paradigm
Of loveless scarcity in it’s own good time.

Yesterdays of romance fade away.
To unconditional love gone astray.
You realize what matters most is there
All others fade away without a care.

Conflict and duress become a blessing in disguise
Bridges are repaired regardless of who or why’s.
Manifestation of dreams that you forget about
Come together, the universe unfolds without doubt.

Letting go the past to allow the future to take hold
As the years pass by in the raining, torrid tears of old
Perhaps we really do get the chance
With life, birth and death to really dance.

The dance of prosperity, abundance and peace
As all is forgiven in heart and mind with ease.
Many thanks I give for all my miracles and blessings
As they have been plentiful, as my spirit sings

Harmony from dissonance, order from chaos
Complete bliss from deep despair without any loss
All things come full circle as I always knew they would
Obvious possibilities that synergize as they should.

The color red has always been my favorite color of all
it's seen with the green when leaves start to fall
red art the color of fire engines kids love to see speed by
and after a rain the color red can even be seen in the sky

red goes with green at Christmas time
and that's one reason i find red so sublime
to me red represents childhood and glee
and that's another reason red is so resplendent to me

red can make any cloudy day seem bright
and all neon lights should glow red at night
red is the color of my lover's lipstick when we kiss
and if you ask me red should be the official color of bliss

red remindss me of the robins that chirp at dawn
and the color of the cheeks of a baby newly born
but to some red means something sinister and mean
they grow excited whenever the color red is seen

what red means to me means nothing to them
and i don't know from where their sickness may stem
however these people go crazy , insane and wild
they love the color red of the blood after they've killed an innocent child
(c) 2011....~free cee!~

in my frying pan go the butter for lots of tasting soup
in go my onions sweating in my frying pan
in i put my mushrooms now theres not much room in my frying pan
a bit of salt and pepper as i quickly stir

in i put some soya sauce into my pan ,very saucy of course dark is the best
in the pan i put two small hand fulls of rice or pearl barley of course
in the pan i put an oxo or lovely bovril cube to add more flaver of course
more salt and pepper and not least of all more soya sauce

into this i put my cooked onions and mushrooms
then it is all topped up with water of course
i bring this all to a lovley boil then simmer for half and hour
while i hover and put the house straight again
i look forward to my reward my lovely soup of course which is made in no time at all