Here is a list of Most Commented Beat Poems written by members. Read poetry, post your own poems or comments. Poems on these pages are copyrighted © by the authors who entered them. Click here to post a poem.
my best friend
my best friend
was my little black
and tan min long
haird dashhound
named jj he would
go and get the mail
run in the park and
play with me
two week ' ago he passed
away now i don't now what
to do because i loved him so
i wish it was my turn to go
was my little black
and tan min long
haird dashhound
named jj he would
go and get the mail
run in the park and
play with me
two week ' ago he passed
away now i don't now what
to do because i loved him so
i wish it was my turn to go
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2011
About this poem:
for my little friend jjlost in love
I love want love hopeful love need love dare to love . I am in dark room closed door window shut still there a chill there a little light shine yet can't see is it love where is love following the sound of a beating heart can u see it love am lost in feel for you am lost in love.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
HAVE BEEN IN LOVE IN MY LIFE THREE TIME YET LOVE HAS NOT LOVED ME SO AM ALWAYS LOOKING FOR IT
Reading as a Child
Reading as a Child
Where can I find quiet?
My thoughts scatter at sounds
knocking, knock-knocking.
Inside the panelled cave dwells parents’ silent attire.
I enter and turn, facing out.
Calm cottons, serene silks, peaceful polyesters
drape behind me like ghosts from the past.
I roll the hollow door shut, pressing in the peace.
As I lower myself to sit,
I fall through layers of shoe funk
hovering two feet thick.
Unfortunately, the quiet awakens Tinnitus,
who is usually hidden laced within the racket.
Finally secure, I concentrate my quilted mind under a dim bulb
and over words barely reflecting into peepholes.
Comprehension is vital
dad wears out his tongue,
as Mom sits hooked,
weaving twisted worries
that I pattern.
Where can I find quiet?
My thoughts scatter at sounds
knocking, knock-knocking.
Inside the panelled cave dwells parents’ silent attire.
I enter and turn, facing out.
Calm cottons, serene silks, peaceful polyesters
drape behind me like ghosts from the past.
I roll the hollow door shut, pressing in the peace.
As I lower myself to sit,
I fall through layers of shoe funk
hovering two feet thick.
Unfortunately, the quiet awakens Tinnitus,
who is usually hidden laced within the racket.
Finally secure, I concentrate my quilted mind under a dim bulb
and over words barely reflecting into peepholes.
Comprehension is vital
dad wears out his tongue,
as Mom sits hooked,
weaving twisted worries
that I pattern.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
“The greatest tragedy of the family is the unlived lives of the parents.”- C.G. Jung
online today!True love
Rain beating like a drum against the roof of your heart the dragons are yet to depart.....
Words left to be unspoken tear our minds apart....
New years unbroken yet to be made.....
The devils a waiting yet to be paid....
The fire burns but smokes with fear....
The animal is trapped yet the hunters are near.....
The nights a come but the stars dont shine.....
When in God's true love time will a heart ever belong to mine.
P.s true love is worth waiting for always.
Words left to be unspoken tear our minds apart....
New years unbroken yet to be made.....
The devils a waiting yet to be paid....
The fire burns but smokes with fear....
The animal is trapped yet the hunters are near.....
The nights a come but the stars dont shine.....
When in God's true love time will a heart ever belong to mine.
P.s true love is worth waiting for always.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2023
About this poem:
A story
Love
I love and lost really to love again
Love have no boundaries or no color
Love have no boundaries or no color
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2020
Post Comment
Frozen Nights
It Holloween Night and its a Scare.
Hard to say goodbye to your love ones with a Prayer.
Business soon booming for what is not right.
Toys and Candies for Children happen at Night.
I have seem leaves fallen as Autumn Looms.
Violet Sunrise are good perfumes.
Funny or Crazy we all can be.
As these Frozen Nights inspire me.
Barking Dogs Howl Nowadays. As Autumn falls before Winter fades.
Hard to say goodbye to your love ones with a Prayer.
Business soon booming for what is not right.
Toys and Candies for Children happen at Night.
I have seem leaves fallen as Autumn Looms.
Violet Sunrise are good perfumes.
Funny or Crazy we all can be.
As these Frozen Nights inspire me.
Barking Dogs Howl Nowadays. As Autumn falls before Winter fades.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2019
About this poem:
its like a riddle.
Just Imagine
Imagine we are just a thought? What would you be?, A millonaire?, A captain at sea?,,, Anything you wanted to be, to fly to the stars?, to land on the moon?, or to be with someone you love? too soon?,,life is not wrong, or its not right, its just what it is,, no dark ,, no light, be who you are, and always be so,,no matter where you live no matter where you go!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2021
Post Comment
online today!Fancy
It´s pleasant to spend time sleeping out,
waking up,
don`t have to jump up in a hurry, cozy breakfast,
enough time doing things for yourself, everything you have to do
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
You must always be healthy and earn money and feed your children and
get up early when they need to go to school
of yourse, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
That´s why I don`t have children and a man,
for living free without obligations and constraints
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
I have a colleage who has seven children and she gets up at half past three in the morning to carry the daily newspaper around before she wakes the children;
The youngest she still has to dress and prepares breakfast.
Then she goes cleaning in five different places until evening at half past ten
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
May be, that I missed something in my life without raising my own children;
If I had found the right father of my children
and now my biological clock has expired
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
I feel in love with you
because you were good to me like no one before.
You did it out of pity and that´s why you don´t want to meet me anymore because our love has no future.
(that´s a painful experience of my last encounter)
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
At first it was new and very lovely and then less and less until nothing.
Ended a year ago.
And now he is with a woman who speaks the same native language.
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
It´s only when I fall in love with someone else that I may forget him.
I havn`t met anyone who is that good.
I feel lovesick and my abdomen hurts to demand.
Of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
Women need to be able to relax and drop to be satisfied,
need a man who strives for her
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
You are a young, strong, tall man with dark skin colored shapely body,
with which you radiate warmth and security,
where you feel comfortable and whom you like to caress and entwined in
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
In the beginning was the curiosity and the desire to try.
Well, it was phantastic for me,
but I noticed you felt more and more repelled by my old,
flabbied, wrinkled body
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
waking up,
don`t have to jump up in a hurry, cozy breakfast,
enough time doing things for yourself, everything you have to do
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
You must always be healthy and earn money and feed your children and
get up early when they need to go to school
of yourse, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
That´s why I don`t have children and a man,
for living free without obligations and constraints
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
I have a colleage who has seven children and she gets up at half past three in the morning to carry the daily newspaper around before she wakes the children;
The youngest she still has to dress and prepares breakfast.
Then she goes cleaning in five different places until evening at half past ten
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
May be, that I missed something in my life without raising my own children;
If I had found the right father of my children
and now my biological clock has expired
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
I feel in love with you
because you were good to me like no one before.
You did it out of pity and that´s why you don´t want to meet me anymore because our love has no future.
(that´s a painful experience of my last encounter)
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
At first it was new and very lovely and then less and less until nothing.
Ended a year ago.
And now he is with a woman who speaks the same native language.
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
It´s only when I fall in love with someone else that I may forget him.
I havn`t met anyone who is that good.
I feel lovesick and my abdomen hurts to demand.
Of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
Women need to be able to relax and drop to be satisfied,
need a man who strives for her
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
You are a young, strong, tall man with dark skin colored shapely body,
with which you radiate warmth and security,
where you feel comfortable and whom you like to caress and entwined in
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
In the beginning was the curiosity and the desire to try.
Well, it was phantastic for me,
but I noticed you felt more and more repelled by my old,
flabbied, wrinkled body
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2021
Post Commentthe meaning of life
its simple .its just life . its going to the park .with your kids ..this is not a poem .but to tell people just enjoy .the simple things .the things I rember I daughter sad when .my wife when awall .dad we still have eacher .and dad with with a young girl comes running down the stairs after a wash .her kidey did not fall out ..I had a choce of pphonring 999 or my mammy ..thank god for maaa
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2019
About this poem:
if you a baby read aboub it
Storm GB
Batterd and bruised
Wind and rain
Rivers flow deep
Rivers flow high
Enters towns and
Villagers you don't care
Batterd you blow
Your torment no bound
From oceans deep
Your cyclones rage
We call you names
Ciara Dennis the menace
Too name a few
More storms ahead
Before the skies become blue
Before the rains do go
The winds to die
The sun to show to feel the
Sun rays once more
We pray for winters end
We pray for sun to show
Wind and rain
Rivers flow deep
Rivers flow high
Enters towns and
Villagers you don't care
Batterd you blow
Your torment no bound
From oceans deep
Your cyclones rage
We call you names
Ciara Dennis the menace
Too name a few
More storms ahead
Before the skies become blue
Before the rains do go
The winds to die
The sun to show to feel the
Sun rays once more
We pray for winters end
We pray for sun to show
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2020
Post CommentPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
This is a list of poems submitted by CS members. Click 'Details' tab to see all poems, or click on a poem title to view and comment on individual poems. Click headings to sort by comments or views.
Would YOU like to post a poem in the Poet's Corner? Have you written poetry that you'd like to share with other members? Posting your poetry shows your skill and creativity and helps members get to know you better. Your poem will appear on the Connecting Singles Poetry page and also in a link on your profile page.
Click here to publish your poetry »