Most Commented Ballad Poems (504)

old boats they can charm
any ocean
fibreglass lord knows
runs afoul

and for every
newsflashy gimmick
there's a hundred year handcrafted dowel

see I do not blame
you woman
for quitting
on summer's depart

see you can't
expect a lion in winter
from the owner
of an average heart

some women
sail when it's easy
some women
take on all tides

for every man
on a deck feeling queasy
there's a port
where a true one resides

now I don't doubt
you woman
you'll find another man
on your chart

all that I do know
is that for certain
he'll be the owner
of an average heart

some varnish it cracks
in the setting
some paint
it will outlast time

some women know the man
they are getting
some women are as weak
as the brine

me I'll go out
in all weather's
see I found a french vessel
at mart

and she's strong in the ways
that you weren't
and she's the owner
of a savage ol' heart

So we live our lives in a linear way, we are born, we live, we die, nothing more to say?
First Spring, wonderful and new, then Summer appears, brings happiness and fears,
seems to last so long, but then its gone, and Autumn takes its rightful place, shows us
the human race, we were never born to live too long, Winter plays the final song.

Love Is A Candle

Friendship Is A Star

A candle can go out,

So...

That a star ... always shine

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes that she wears, nor in her face or in the way of combing her hair. The beauty of a woman lies in her eyes. It is the gateway to His heart, the place where love resides. And it is often through her tears that you see her heart pass

What is old?



She still sings songs of a young heart and soul,
What is old?
Is it when you stop searching for love?
Is it when you stop wishing on the stars above?
She's still a warm flame in the winter cold,
What is old?

She still wants to dance around the room
She still wants to steal a kiss under the moon
And she still wants someone to love and to hold,
What is old?

She still believes In fairy tales told
She still searches for the heart of gold
Her heart is still young and brave and bold,
She lives on life's center stage.
She sings songs of a young heart and soul
She laughs about her age,
And says what is old?

A long time ago,
God found no one righteous but Noah,
And then came the rain,

When Noah finished the Ark,
the whole world, it began to get dark,
And there were screams of agony and pain,

The Ark rose from the oncoming tide,
The people ran to the mountains to hide,
But they were soon washed away unto the bowels of the Earth,

The Ark weathered the long rain-filled days,
Till the sun's rays showed fourth through the haze,
Noah's days of labor soon showed their worth,

Let us also find delight in God's eyes,
And not give heed unto Lucifer's lies,
For unto the Day of the Lord we boldly stand,

Cause nothing this world can do can harm us,
And nothing Satan can say will alarm us,
Because, lo and behold, we rest in God's Hands

Hands reaching across the Sea of Possibilities
Faces reflected in the Tides of Time
Nature struggles between growth and necessity
Knowledge bridges today and choice

Water, water, Gift of Life
Heal our Hearts before the poison flows
Water, water, Gift of life
Heal our Hearts before the poison flows

Distance judged by the length of our readings
Time measured in the hope of our days
Science tests the truths of theology
Faith waits for the holding of hands

Water, water, Gift of life
Heal our hearts before the poison flows
Water, water, Gift of life
Heal our hearts before the poison flows

I'm new here, and what I see, this world aint
ready for me,
I'm unique, I'm different, I won't make your mistakes,
I know, don't tell me where to go,
Your life is not mine, things will be different, but,,,,
now I am older, life got colder...
I realise... I am that soldier, ....older and aware,
life revolves, thoughts combine, your thoughts are
now mine, it took time, it took pain, now I see,
life becomes you and life becomes me, in the end,,
we end the same!

Life is fragile
Life is limited
Wonder why there is life
Does God feel lonely without any human life entertainment ?
Does God love to watch all of the suffering of the human life ?
It's a mystery ....
It's a misery .....
Life seems allright in the beginning ....
But it gets complicated and sad when the time goes by
It's just an illusion
It's not eternal....
But our spirit will be eternal forever ...
It's a mystery ...
It's a stage created by God to entertain himself
By human suffering and sadness ..
Eventhough we don' t admit it
Oh... life
Auooooo....( tarzan's yell )