Most Commented Shape Poetry Poems (108)

Gateway of memories will never close
How much I Love you no one knows
Days will pass on to the years
and you will remain in my silent tears

i hang my head and cry sometimes
thinking back i cant help it sometimes
scattered pieces of myself in sight
but I cant seem to pull the pieces together just right

echos of sorrow, memories of emptiness fill my mind
i learned to be disconnected, numb my cries
no one to look for me, alone every night
a struggle to hide the shame and pain from my eyes
so disconnected, i hide the truth with lies
lost my way, not knowing wrong from right
so many times i could have taken my life
but through Gods grace i'll pick up the pieces and let my light shine bright<3

Oceans apart and you're
In my heart
We know that when we
Shall meet-
That there will be
Love from the start
Open arms and tears
In our eyes-
Little did we know we
Would change our lives
Now I know distance
won't keep us away
Even Oceans can't
Make our love go a stray
Time will show that
our love will grow
Every moment and
Every day!

I love you babe!

Baby It's Cold Outside. Wish I had a place to hide. Somewhere warm inside. These signal digit temperatures are too cold for me. Under a blankie all cuddled in a ball is what you'll find when you come to call. Not doing much cause Baby It's Cold Outside. No, I don't dare to go out anywhere.

It's too cold for children to play as they beg to ride their sleigh. Instead they drive you crazy. Inside and in the way of all you had planned to do. Still, everyone loves a snow day. No school makes the kids say, how cool.

Be thankful for food and a warm home. Stay safe if you have to roam. Hopes are set for these cold days to pass. Then we will not be thinking that Baby It's Cold Outside. Soon it will be warmer weather at last.

Filled with sorrow sadness,hurt and pain.covered in unhappiness,will i ever feel love again?lonely heart of mine,please tell me will my sun ever again shine,will my lonely heart ever have the desire again to sing,ever feel the beauty that love can bring?my days are filled with many fears,oh my eyes have cried so many tears,from this lonely heart of mine.i can recall it has not always felt this way,oh please tell me lonely heart,will i ever again see the beauty in each and every day?

The night has come and I'm thinking of you
Your touch, your, scent and us as two
Missing your arms that secure me so tight
It's about that time the clock has struck mid-night
Grab me gently, and pull me against you
So we can cuddle like couples should do
Kissing my soft lips and touching my spot
The feeling of his body has made me so hot
The smell of your cologne lingers to my nose
The touch of your breath releases my flows
I love when you hold me and squeeze me so tight
The things we do when it comes to midnight!

She sits at the table and just plays with her food.
The words people said still linger in her head,
Her mother asks her "Whats wrong".
She just looks up and says she's "Fine".
She gets up and moves away, as her mother asks her to stay.

She looks in the mirror and doesn't know what to do.
She stands there and just stares at her self in the reflective mirror.
She cries, as she see's her reflection, believeing the self-deception.
That she's fat, she's alone and no one loves her.
She struggles as she tries to look away, but the voice in her head keeps telling her to stay.
As she, Contemplated to look in the mirror at her reflection. Taunting her, in her deceptive vision

She struggles and battles with her broken heart, and with the pain that she feels in her heart.
She tries and pulls herself together, and trying to make her self better.
She tries to force the voices out of her head, trying to forget what society has said.
Instead of staying in her room feeling glum.
She tries and walks out with a smile on her face, even though she feels like a waste of space

Her struggle with soicety has broken her, and left her with nothing left to say.
Society is cruel and makes her feel ugly, and not the way she should.
So before you say something hurtful, always think of their lives.
Because many have been ruined and most never survive

Dad and I would sail across the lake
Slicing through the foaming white caps
Outrunning those summer storms
Fearless as Viking gods
Sailing down the coast
Memories made
Sail again
Sail with
Joy

Let yourself relax into this moment. Let yourself be held without anyone needing to hold you up. Let yourself meet the unknown.

It's ok, It is a place we don't have to know with our mind. What if there was angels all around you? Can you just see them? What if there was a love so vast that you could never be a part of?

would it be possible to go anywhere knowing that this love couldn't find you. You are entering from a far within your heart and it embraces you.

I trust that you will be welcomed by a presence that knows you and needs you. Seeing is believing in oneself the matter of the heart, looking past the hurt and the pain. You are perilous a gift of compassion that gives true self desires.

Compassion is something given out of repeat to oneself. True to the heart that dwells within your soul and not your ego. Identify with our soul now look beyond the realm where we have meet the souls in our past spinning around in spirit.

Color and music lyrics heard from a sound of choice of any matter slurs of echo's in the background blowing on the winds of change floating towards me in a frenzy.

Feelings overcome me like pulling me into a blinding sight of light that has entered my body seeing it from the source of the beginning.

Tranquility trickles down slowly and I reach to touch your heart to guide you

She stood in the shadows screaming 
Never saying a word 
She looked in the distance wailing 
Never seeing a soul 
She listened for a long time moaning 
Never hearing a sound 
Her tales are endless 
Tales of anguish 
Tales of pain 
Tales of sorrow 
Tales of shame 
Wounds that never seems to heal 
Misused and abused not respected but rejected 
A woman of much scorn 
She was tarnished 
She has lost all affection 
She hated to be touched 
Hated to be embraced 
Hated the sight of all men 
They tormented her 
She was overwhelmed with panic attacks 
They gripped her painstakingly 
Her cries for help were never heard 
She sort refuge in dark and dismal places 
She shun every crowded street to trod down lonely places 
A safe heaven a comfortable get away for her 
Day in and day out she lived in constant fear.....fear of being rapped 
Fear of being sodomized 
Fear of losing sanity 
It bereaved her 
Every look every stare accelerated the blood running through her veins and paralyzed her soul 
Those looks brought shame and guilt to her she was sure that everyone knew what she had done how terribly bab she was 
She was badgered by criticizing thoughts 
Was it me? 
Did I encourage this? 
Did I welcome this awful tradegy? 
Was I to be blamed? 
God gave me a mouth,why did I not say anything? 
People must think I'm slack to have allowed such things to happen 
That's why it continues to repeat itself again and again and again 
She was angry sad bitter 
The hurt the pain and the shame were more than she could bear 
Her emotions formed a whirlwind in her head 
Death seemed to be a comfort for her, she sought it but it never came 
She was burdened and wanted to be set free 
She searched tirelessly for a getaway but her back was against the wall freedom was not in sight. 
Moments of intimacy were torture to her...passionless 
She felt nothing 
Thought nothing 
Said nothing 
She laid there motionless pretending it was all good but in essence she was never really there 
She felt violated 
She wanted to scream but her voice was all choked up 
She wanted to lash out but her hands were all coiled up 
She wanted to push them away but she was comatose 
They were predators heartless demanding criminals 
Who tore through her flesh ruthlessly 
Invading her private space and defiling her childhood 
They robbed her of her innocence by attacking the very roots of her being 
The most precious part of her existence 
Self gratification did nothing to ease her pain 
Neither did excommunication 
Being pregnant was the epitome of her distress 
She hated the one who had impregnated her 
She wanted to strangle him kill him he was a demon in her eyes for no good and decent person would do such a thing 
She was a great mother inspite of her struggles but there were times she couldn't bring herself to embrace the male child 
Not that she didn't love him but after all he was a MALE 
I saw her and I knew 
Her eyes said it all, they're the window to her broken troubled soul 
Her crushed spirit and her messed up mind 
She was overshadowed with a spirit of heaviness 
A damsel in need of healing words warm hugs 
Reassuring word and undivided attention 
She needed someone to show they 
TRULY 
Someone to put this ragging tempest to rest 
But no one took the time 
No one shared her pains 
No one saw her tears 
No one saw her scars of misery and no one that was anyone belived her story. 
So she kept it all bottles up inside fermenting an animosity and distaste for all men 
Pinning away in her despair but never giving herself away 
A black woman of many pains 
Imprisoned in her own Guantanamo Bay 
Trapped by shackles she sort to break 
Her suffering were boundless they ran deep beyond the ocean floor 
High above the starry skies and lengths across the width of the earth 
She had dreams