Most Commented Ballad Poems (503)

I just wanna be with you tonight,
I wanna hold your hands tight
Don't mind what people say,
Let's just be free and play

Let's get through it all
Don't stop til I pull
Our heart bounce with kiss
And knows we are on raise

The night is young and cold
Come to me unfold
We just can't believe
Until it's all we can give

I met her
in the winter
in a bar
upon the hill

when the dark
was carved by starlight
and the moon
had paid the bill

I stepped in
from the wilderness
from the howling
wind and rain

I was weary
from my journey's
around other
people's pain

"you are bearded
broad and ugly"
said the prairie girl
in fright

not one
for moralising
we shared our bones
that night

I told her
of my story
from the famine ships
I came

in a world
of madness hunger
where I killed men
to my shame

corruption
took our homelands
our humanity
and our dead

I hated a world
that priced our lives
in the currency
of bread

I left her
at the dawning
as a coyote
fought the moon

one night
was our forever
she'd be over me
by noon

my journey
is a lonesome one
thrown far
by a devil's hurl

so I bellow
out two fires
for the prairie
and the girl

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Meditating on solid ground,
Rising slowly towards the clouds,
A place to speak with no sound,
Music from the wind won't let you down,-

Echoes of a long-lost past,
What is forever never seems to last,
The tomorrow that never seems to come,
Music from the wind you and I are one,-

A mystery, yet to be found,
Silent words of love heard too loud,
Up. down, and all around,
As we travel twice the speed of sound,-

A failure to some,
Winner born to lose,
To the end of time,
Music from the wind sings the blues,-

Music from the heart,
And from the wind,
When all else fails,
Only, we; left to exists,-
--Music from the winds,-

I've been asked to write about Ireland, well, what can I say?, it's wonderful, filled with beauty and charm, tis true, we've got Guinness and something more, that we just can't ignore, we have Presidents come from the USA , no no let me rephrase, we SENT Presidents to the USA should I say, and they always come back to thank us, just like Barack(?????), Ronald came, so did John, (F Kennedy), Clinton and Bush, seems like when they get elected they are in a rush, to come back home, see the old sod, we give them the nod, well done, my son, and we tell them, remember you are Irish, remember who you are, take it to the limit, take it far!!!

Imagine if I was you, what would I see? what would I do?. Imagine if you were me?, what would you see? What would you do? Now, knowing we are free, to be what we want to be? Not lost in captivity, you being me, and I being you, what do you think we should do?, ??????

People live in bubbles now.
Safely in their shell.
Appearing to communicate.
Getting on well.

Witty, charming, intelligent, sweet.
Someone you really want to meet.
Trouble is, and it is a curse.
When you meet...the bubble bursts!

So Russia may invade Ukraine? War again? Wow, how insane! It's obvious its meant to be, unless, those in power are made to see, that WE see, their manulipation, total particapition, guiding it along, they dont care, right or wrong,
The highest degree of stupidity, lies in the hands of just three. (Russia, China, USA)
So, you and me, we have nothing to give, all we want is to live, in peace and tranquility, how it was meant to be, human beings born free!
Something went wrong along the line, God never meant this to be ok or fine, Unless there is no God and nothing matters, life in tatters?, Who cares?, its over anyway in a blink, you swim or you sink, and then start it all over, born anew, new me, its nice to see you, nice to be, here,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,nothing lost , no cost, nothing to fear, so lets start again, I know whats right, follow my light!,,,I won't lead you astray, if you listen to what I say, just give your all to me, I'll be true to you, you will see!,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,(he, he, he,)

I used to hurt people
Now I'm afraid
Used to burst forth like sunrise
Now I cower in the shade

Used to talk on unending
Now I rarely make a sound
Once the envy of high classes
Now no one has me come around

I'm starting to get nervous
Writing on here and now
Once not trying to be clever
Think I need to lay down

Believe I need you
Here now

The simplicity of love , can be, lost in diversity,, love can't sustain the reality, of life,,,love is benign, the idea,, show it anything it cant understand and it dies, love is fickle, love is nothing, love is real,, love is love,,, its what we feel., right or wrong,,