I Write Poetry Because That Is What I Do Stories of Experiences

Poetry is like the ocean
Poetry in Motion
Poetry is like a potion
Poetry in Motion
Poetry is like an explosion
Poetry in Motion
Poetry is like some soothing lotion
Poetry in Motion
Poetry is a form of devotion
Poetry in Motion
Poetry...

All (my) verses...or almost all, beyond the quick tip on the keyboard has the company of tears, as sharp as the last glance, as passionate as the most desirable kiss or as happy as the sweet laughter of a child.From all that I live...

best place on the earth!!
verse 1:

wereva yo're wid me
is the best place on the earth
i feel like lyk a paradise!
yes!tat's wat i cal a paradise!!
yo'l neva kno how i feel
wen i'm with yu
wish tha same you feel iside!!

pre-chorus...

When I first came to EP, I seemed to be able to write poetry at the drop of a hat.
Some good,some so so,some realbad. But the words came freely.
Today, I can't write at all. I have just not been in the mood.
I hope I get that mood...

hush ...silence your tongue...what was that gentle sound I thought I just heard?
It came just after a rain shower...I thought I just heard a rainbow
Sounded like crinkling crepe paper, or perhaps light piano keys from
behind a closed...

Is this where where eden has become?
A spoken word a curse a thought a crime?
I see mine own flesh cleaved from my bone
and all the while an empty throne
where once a ruler sat
the donkeys braying and rats grown fat
my sinews drawn into...

Not all things that do not make sense are stupid,
I broke the wing of the South wind in my ignorance,
The twelve stones in my breastplate were not mine,
Beneath your yoke a laboring giant was sleeping,
How well you joke and fiddle to...

Warm embraces,
devour me,
sweet emotion,
overpowers me,
the flesh and the bone,
the body
the soul
chain me to your love
I'm your willing slave,
torture me with kisses
and make me helpless with your touch
take my breath away
make me lust...

Though I am to become dust
That part of me which was my heart,
Having been loved by you,
Will somewhere become air
And in a soft breeze
Will make someone smile, not knowing why.

I never thought I'd have to let you go,
It took so long to find you
and in that finding was:
Life's promise to meet my match,
But, here's the catch,
I destroy you everyday we are together
And, more when we are apart,
So...

more than love and life and death
the revelation that my name
has hung upon your breath
when you and I were close; as close as close can get
And no more thought of other lovers,
Other than regret,
That I had spent some life with...

Certain broken promisses remind,
questionable fears abide,
Perfunctory courtesy slides,
Dim stares sheath the eyes,
The wheels of existance grind,
Deadline dates expire,
Eccentricities of time
Devoid and multiplied,
Old grief...

that day you were going to leave me
I sat and wept,
I sobbed, my tears
stopped up my eyes
then I looked at you
and i knew you were my life
that i would not let you go and turned my face to yours
the words were always in me...