Shape Poetry Poems (108)

I often think far too deeply music is life, music is love, music can be the worst pain reminders, music can be an encouragement to guide you to where you dream to be in life. Music can give you that hope to carry on...


I feel like crying, the tears are trapped...I want my baby she's not a baby now, she's three years old... This song is utterly breaking beautifully deep.


I JUST WANT MY OLIVIA BACK!!! ITS BEEN THREE YEARS IVE NOT SEEN YOU THE 28TH AUGUST, NOW It's NOT FAIR:-(



Enya - Crying Wolf - le chant du Loup

silence tide
waves of comfort
soothe my ears
cool my soul
wash my heart
liquid quiet
with closed eyes
some imagine death
dark and still
dormancy mine
transcendence
welcome
spirit released
to wander
explore
return
wringing wet
with rejuvenation
in perfect balance
ready to battle
on this
desert dry
clamorous
land

I am the web that weaves strands spun with silk smooth to the touch. I am the moon sister howling to the stars above in the sky bright light shining universe the space in between.

I am the day and of the night, for I am the sun and the earth a starving woman and I am a whaling child. I am the sound which can break the silence calling out and hearing the echo of the wind and rain. I am dirt and fire essence is eternal to be only void of all.

I am whole to the concept of having many splinters that have dug so deeply from the wounds of many. I am one who don’t bend to anyone who has shown me any dis respect, I am but yet a human being who’s feelings can be hurt, I am one with a broken heart, I am one who has seen and tasted great fears and joy of love in life.

I am but yet a reality standing in front of you ready to face the challenges in life the journey. I am the coin both different on the sides but smooth the touch.

I am balance of the scales never one side to out weight the other heart against the feather facing the truth of justice holding the sword against me asking me how do you come to me?

With this I answer I have no fear, I show no boundaries, I have no lost or no gain, I am that of a leaf falling from the tree touching the ground in silence, I am the clouds above floating moving and changing shapes.

I am the trust of one self-image, I am in the beauty of the beholder, I am the eyes which look and see beyond, I am the mirror looking back, and for I am Regarding true identity.

By Kara copy righted 2010

Sitting at the edge possibly dangling over by the thinnest wire a mysterious box looks temping to open it. The steam ripples out across her box sitting in caged, the heat of the moment. Flames of desire leap up into the sky her pain reached over every element of the earth.

I let my curiosity mind open the box running and racing thoughts poor over me that beckon at my will. Knowing it was wrong I opened Pandora's Box. Slowly I felt a hush of silence come over me feeling the ultimate of a desire that was trapped inside of me.

Possibilities danced in my mind for what pleasures might be there? Riches unbounded, beauty unsurpassed, joy beyond imagination. But, what if instead the dread that lurks behind the surface of my conscious mind hearing the vibrations echo the terrors of countries waiting in the depths of pure souls turning in the night.

Moments later a fleet of leaves float off a tree landing on the ground the Earth only a chill could it be a hope that would keep me alive? Unbearable curiosity outweighs all caution in my life sometimes never holding back.

Trembling with anticipated delight or it is fear? Anger and pain alone I hurt because that's what loners do if the wire were to break if I were to fall chaos would take control because I am Pandora's box.

Once opened all of everything that was trapped deep within me it would break loose things you have been warned to stay away from would manifest in me. I wouldn't become taboo though I thinking I might be worthy to be looked at and worthy to be loved all would turn to me opening my box.

I am Pandora's box calling to you daring you, asking you to open the box just see what's inside what makes me tick putting away the anger, sadness, hunger, deep unnerving pain, beat through my barrier.

The end wrote by Kara 2008

PEOPLE NEED EACH OTHER, IN YES SO MANY WAYS
SO LET US BE MORE HUMBLE, AND SHINE MORE LOVING RAYS
YES LET US BE MORE FRUITFUL, AND DARE TO CARE THE MORE
AND NOT BE SCARED TO REACH OUT, AND LEARN WHAT WE'RE HERE FOR
NO, LET US BE SO OPEN, TO RECIEVE LOVE JUST AS WELL,
FOR WHEN WE DO WE UNLOCK, HEAVENS GATE TO TELL,
YES TO TELL AND SHOW US MERCY, AND PATIENCE FOR OUR NEEDS
AND HOW MUCH WE CAN HAVE LIFE WORKING, FAR MORE FOR US INDEED.

There are moments an times in life when sadness comes into play an stay.Things are no longer same.Finding peace thru these times from present an future is often met with tears ect..If said sadness continues on it affects everything...One must dig deep within the conflicted mind to go on..Pushing thru memory's an fear trying to break free of them
. Sometimes the sadness stays.grabbing hold grabbing hold.A downward spiral into madness.pain an lonlyness..Will said person find the spark to carry on.somehow to find inner strength..Hopefully so.Redirecting an practice of calm an Zen will help said person see the lite as love is often cause.

Embryos wait for all to know...
Infants rejoice to hear"no"...
As we find an answer..
We believe that its all good...
Suddenly our world is fine...
Today we find another in our search...
To rise to a virtual peace...
We find the answer to share in the Result...
L.O.V.E...

Embryos wait for all to know...
Infants rejoice to hear"no"...
As we find an answer..
We believe that its all good...
Suddenly our world is fine...
Today we find another in our search...
To rise to a virtual peace...
We find the answer to share in the Result...
L.O.V.E...

I am the mess of clouds form in your wake,
I am the laughter, you mistake.
Such vibrant colors behold a life forsaken to make.
All in front, in a flash.
Hands quivering, lips trembling, eyes like waterfalls.
A loss is so lost, soul shattered.
Broken and falls lifeless.
Upon the cracked ruby walls.
I am the voice spoken within the halls.
Eyes filled with nothing more but a hollowed shell.
Encased with memories, is that the sound of bones breaking.
Or a heart quaking, giving its last thump.
white roses becoming a darker shade.
The rotting, wilting ashes.
Of a foundation crumbling, here and gone.
I dream at long last of life misunderstood.
Decaying to time.
The vast open range, to be reborn upon an endless cycle.
Bittersweet and true a life forgotten.
Making, taking, breaking, forsaking, A form of Waking.
A fragile heart shattered in two.
Death shall consume.
A woe of utter despair, in the air.
I held all I hold dear.
To lose it all, within a reality dreamlike shape.
Fear over a dream, only nightmares to appear.
Such is fate, left my heart to break.

The pictures are gorgeous, the make up does well
But it is all a beautiful mask, to hide the hell
My eyes look dry, as the camera rolls
But my hear is broken, with a troubled soul
My knees are bruised, crying out to the heavens
My forehead is bowed low, earlier than seven
Begging and pleading, set my broken heart free
Dismayed and desperate, still no one hears me
Think positive they say, the feeling will go away
But it don't matter how I think, I does not change the day
Because nothing is new under the sun
Praying, praising and pleading and getting the same result is no fun
So am I weak to be in despair when I come to you?
Is this why my prays are not heard by you?
And with ever disappointment I encourage others to trust you for it is wise
But I have been trusting you and no one sees the tears in my eyes.