online today!
F reely sharing your beauty in
L ovely shapes and colours as you
O pen up your precious buds
W hen each one is ready to
E xhibit Nature's glory in a
R ange of shapes and sizes in a
S plendid display of her artistry
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Posted: May 2015
About this poem:
Acrostic
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M—Music
O—Of
N—Necessity
E— Earth’s
Y—Yoke
F—Finding
A—About
M –Mysterious
E—Eccentricity
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
It's an acrostic about fame and money.
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online today!
One little word is all it takes
to make a point, dictate our fate
To build a bridge or close a gate
Encourage, deflate
To give, to take.
To cut, to sew
Detach, deface, embrace
Destroy, repair .
Ditto Touché
Come what may....
Choose words carefully
Be mindful about what you say
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Posted: Oct 2017
About this poem:
This poem is self explanatory
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Lonely nights when I sit and stare, a blank wall and there is nothing there.
Over and over I pray and hope, will tonight be the night, but still I stare.
Silently time marches on, a faint crack of dawn, night’s almost gone.
This night was lost, waste of time, maybe next night, something to act on.
In the night where dreams hold sway, is there hope, I can only pray.
Noises muted, faint sounds of song, somewhere a party, just go away.
My eyeballs ache, there’s pain behind, pressure building, too much to bear.
Yet still I linger refusing to quit, while all around me there is only despair.
Every song sounds the same, tears spilled and memories of loss.
My life is over I now believe, burden I must bear, this is my cross.
Only now I realise, while it’s there you never care, this loss so great.
Tears to wipe to hide the pain, hide the shame while I sit and wait.
I hear a siren in a far off distance, the sound of train, a banshees wail.
Old songs from memories past, bitter sweet recollections my mind assail.
Nightly now I sit and stare, a blank wall and there is nothing there.
Still I pray and I hope, will tonight be the night, to end this nightmare.
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Posted: Sep 2017
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Can you feel my teeth sink into you, tearing your flesh from the bone.
Agony as your nerves scream out in pain, but you cannot move.
No, there is no escaping as the ropes hold you down tight onto the table.
No-one can hear you scream, only I, as I savour the taste of your flesh.
I shudder with delight because for so long I have dreamt of this moment.
Been thwarted so many times when things kept interfering with my plans.
At last, at my mercy, incomprehension, shock, horror and much more.
Laying here, spread out before me, a feast for my consumption.
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Posted: Oct 2017
About this poem:
acrostic - Cannibal
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Deep down she floats into the murky depths
Ever deeper surrounded by the stench of decay
Before she even realises, there is only gloom
All hope is gone, only despondency and despair
Still once more she tries, one more struggle
Eventually the realisation comes to her, slowly
Death is her option, bowing her head she succumbs
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Posted: Sep 2017
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whine
why have I never enough
what haunts you
we have all things
we're empty
when erstwhile ruined empires
would have every need
was our unfulfilled love derided
wind abbot'o sea
which I now desire
witch have I changed helpless
wine it's tomorrow can't help
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Posted: Aug 2017
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Love can be so many things
starts when hearts find their wings
with every touch and every kiss
a bond is made you can’t dismiss
smile upon her lovely face
grows when ever you embrace
with every little moment filled
a happy soul is soon instilled
kiss so gentle, full of passion
and then gone without compassion
ends as quickly as begun
with ties that now are all undone
a heart that withers but does not die
tear in your eyes will soon be dry
PPB
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Posted: Jun 2017
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The time will come
The time will go.
But you my friend
Should always know.
I'll be there thought
all the years.
And when its your turn
i'll come down and help
you fly
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Posted: Apr 2017
About this poem:
Shane was my very first love. I mat Shane when I was 19 years. Just before my 20th birthday Shane went out on a night out. He never came home a week later Shane was found in river I never fot over him
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I would walk until the end of time,
looking for some sort of sign
of the desire to be the part
valued most by my beating heart
Everyday I try to unwind,
yet I can't forget what is on my mind
One more day I'll persevere,
unless I somehow find you here.
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Posted: Nov 2015
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