Last Edited Elegy Poems (1,148)

Dont do to others
what they done to you...
coz you will hurt another
And it comes Back to you!
Noone says it is easy,
but with a heart like yours,
it is not so hard either.
Be wiser ,not foolish ,
Be forgiving ,not Selfish,
Your talent is your gift,
Now is time to give others a lift.
Forgive and let it go,
It is time for you to spread your wings and show.


If we lived by this poem,
Mcradloff thinks this world will be at peace!
After reading this poem paloma agrees,
And says it is sound advise to me.
Odette from england is all smiles with compassion.
Because We all must learn to let go and forgive,
Jena find her freedom her love,
All silver pink purple wings and fly away.

Can one feel emptiness within?
No emotions or thoughts just nothing!
This is my life story,
I have been so lonely.

You touch where it hurt the most,
Loneliness is my lover's lust,
A burden in my heart I carry,
You said it's only temporary.

You have no part of me,
Darkness dancing in my dreams,
I close my eyes to sleep,
And see you mocking me so clearly.

The day the night fell,
I was still with you,
Hoping you will die soon,
And bring me home to peace.

Anger darken one`s heart,
Ego gives you false pride,
Different clouds,
Seen from the ground.

Do roses bloom at night?
Mine did at midnight,
Women are like pineapple tarts,
Men are like lollipops.

Why do you lie?
I can see it in your eyes,
There is no place to hide,
This is where I say my goodbyes...
,

Dragondance II

Assassins sent to end my race
My last sight was a hand with a mace
And a thousand nights I laid in space
But no one knows or seen my face

The dragons were gone from our place
My village all gone without a trace
Death and her armies came to embrace
Every woman,man and child but me to live in disgrace

I'm the last of our kind
And the first in line
Fought a surprised invasion
And witness my peoples annihilation

Our magical spells had no effect
Our defensive attack were no match
With their deadly prowess in counterattack
And left me to die slowly as a parting joke

With half my sight I gaze
My foe in crimson armor
Wild anger at this human
And willed myself to stay alive

From shame to pain and hate
I trained everyday in snow and rain
Ready to battle when we meet again
And tear his arms and limbs but let him live

Rumours I hear about his whereabouts
Wait for me knight of crimson armor
His death lies upon my deadly hands
To settle this score once and for all

If Superman was fat,
Who would he be?
Maybe a pizza guy,
Or someone like me.

If Superman was sad,
How can we cheer him up?
Maybe bring a circus clown,
Or Morgan special brew tea in a cup.

If Superman was mad,
Who can save us from him?
Can we bring in Danny Davito,
Or me in my kryptonite spandex.

If Superman was a dad,
Won't have time to save the world,
With changing diapers and feeding,
Super babies in his pyjamas.

Jack the Ripper,
He walks & talks,
Like an ordinary person.
Is he a psycho murderer,
Or a serial killer,
Maybe a famous actor,
Or a police constable.
He is bloodlust terror,
One who possess skill of invisibility,
Now he is Legendary,

The renowed london bridge,
The place of unravelling horror,
An unknown destiny reached,
Or a mystery of the Ripper?

Over a century past,
From the first victim to the last,
The speculation goes on.
That his work not done.
But where does this puzzle lead,
Of the many of his unresting dead,
Still not a trace of him been found,
Only the memory of Jack the Ripper stills haunts....

Who becomes you when you cant be?
Who becomes the order of your destiny?
Who were you when you were you?

What changed, what made you be,
the you thats now, someone took control,
left you isolated and all alone,

And life became, what you are,
and now you wish upon a star,
and you cry a tear, for what could have been,

But you let it fall apart, ended up
with a broken heart!

Adieu dear Spring, cruel time is nigh,
Your fertile surge complete,
With sorrow we must wave goodbye,
And mourn your slow retreat.

You brought us blooms and verdant trees,
Sweet birdsong everywhere,
Abundant Nature to appease,
With scented woodland air.

Now rest your head, in mortal sleep,
You've earned your slumber well,
You leave this land in verdure deep,
As bluebells chime your knell.

My favoured season I decree,
This poet has lost his muse,
Whilst other jealous seasons three
Are sneering in the pews

The Summer sun won't glare your eyes,
Nor moonlight warm your tomb,
You won't hear lonely banshee cries,
Beneath a ghostly moon.

From deathly pallor so austere,
New life you did bequeath,
Glad fauna sheds a grateful tear,
Wild flora forms a wreath.

Your leafy pyre .. sad Faeries pass,
In solemn discontent,
As dew drops fill your parting glass,
The wind moans your lament.

On Nature's cogs each season turns,
As sure as full moons wane,
When Autumn falls to Winter spurns,
You'll come to life again.

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The whole truth is rarely heard
gullible folks believe every word
The liar you can't believe a bit
without even trying we forget

The guilty must tread lightly
mostly deaf hear slightly
The eternal flame remains lit
What happens is 'shit'

The smart gets branded a nerd
liberal left truly depicts absurd
The precarious aren't so sure
grown-up doesn't define mature

There is me... and only me...
In this world of poetry,
In the crystal fairy tale of life
I am the brightest star.
The ground is slipping from under my feet
The stars are spinning in time with the breath ...
The stream of my words is flowing,
Massaging my inflated ego .
My soul is flying with delight
In the clouds.
Unplayed love motive
Gives birth to my poems...
Ah ,I love myself so much
Always –
There are no other important words
For now ...
Like a mosaic of feelings
Through the years
I will write down my name in the dawns