Irony Of The Gambit - Too thirsty to extinguish the flame,
parallels forced into a vortex
heralds without a binding source.
Saguaros rise amidst
uneven vanishing points
I Was a Storm, It Blew Us Away. You Wouldn't Leave Me, But I Couldn't Stay. - Don't set your heart on these eyes of mine.
Don't say you love me, I know your lying.
I'm like a bad...
A Waking Vision - October 3rd, 2011, while waiting for my daughter's school bus,
a vision entered my brain. It played as though it were a
10 second youtube video,
and then left my...
I Think Its Time... - How can we solve the problems that we face today,where society has succumbed to the forces of depravity,
And ordinary people spend their lives in fear...
Wary Qualms - Cast thee shadows
into the bluest, midst
the fallen lovers
no more persist,
clad in lace and rust,
creates each truss.
God, come on down,
knock a hole...
Spanish Guitar - When you sing to mewith your eyes sparklinginto mineand that smile that couldlight a moonless skyfilling my Soulwith every wordPlease play for meyour Spanish...
When I have free time I just like to sit on my bed. Open my notebook and write about just anything. Whether it's a poem from my favorite writers such as Langston Hughes or Robert...
Love Me - I know this isn't anything close to what you guys can do, but here goes anyway, it's only a pathetic attempt with simple rhyming structures.
How could I live without...
Soul Mate Poem - I CAN’T SAY AFTER ALL THESE YEARS
I DON’T THINK OF YOU AND ALL THE LOST TEARS
I WONDER WHAT YOUR LIFE MUST BE
I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY EVEN IF YOUR NOT WITH ME...
Away, away fly away
Fluttering in the winter breeze,
I opened my umbrella, and I felt myself already drifting away along the winds
She looked at me, and...
One Last Time - For one last year,
I will sing for you to hear..
For one last month,
I will hug you with warm..
For one last week,
You are the only one i will seek..
For one last...
Seven Suns - First dawn
hazed orange lights
trees cast silhouettes
into my life's canopy
tracing the shadows
with my fingers
the fires light
My Mum - i love my mum because my mother is best mother in world.when i m sick
but mum like sick .tel me why
INVISIBLE CHAINS -
YOU SIT THERE AND CALL ME WITH A LOOK
AND I CAN DO NOTHING BUT OBEY
THE WORDS THAT FLOW FROM YOUR LIPS
ARE A HAUNTING MELODY THAT PLAYS IN MY MIND...
I'M Not Even Sure Why I Wrote This - So, I was starting to write an essay to my principal so I could receive approval to graduate early. It started off sort of like an essay but...
The Chain Of Love....... - We are all individuals on this Earth,linked from God above,We all have somthing in common
For we share his wounderful love!,We are all children of God...
Circle In The Sand - I took a young branch fresh and new off a tree, and with it I drew
a perfect circle in the sand .
No sharp edges , no jagged lines ...
Nothing more meant...
Yesterday,today And Tomorrow... - Yesterday was when I looked forward to tomorrow,
Never content with my lot,
Although I had a prize beyond compare,My Youth,
Tomorrow always looked...
Sustain - Northern waters fell,
five tiers high;
bound by boulders,
golden red and brown.
one day I climbed
and claimed this luxury
for the moment;
millions of years...
The Lonely Road To Right....... -
I must travel this road and not look back to look back will make me weak ..
if I am weak I will stop and I need to keep walking ..
§pirit;... - As I build this hope from Heaven,And reach to you below;
To let you know I see the many things you do,and every where you go,
I've always been quite near you,I'm...
One Of The First Short Poems I Wrote.. -
I was probably 16 or 17 when I wrote this poem...
The things you said to me were always so real
I never thought you'd...
Perfect Imperfection - I am here waiting for you with no hope that you will come
I smile with no reason to believe in fairy tales
I will feel the warmth without the sun
How I Could Not Be Thankful - For all these years I come to know,
How I am blessed and guided by my God,
In spite I had a lot of ups and downs,
Still, I breath and have this...
Pondering The “p” In Elephant - Pondering the “P” in elephant
Perhaps pensive persons have perchance, perused possibilities of the “P” in elephant
Passage Into The Menagerie - Cover comes shinning onto
the mighty, where granite
ignited in a great fury,
a time whose passage
this hour is marked;
giant arms out reaching,
No Love In Marriage- Poem - Everything I look at you I see a smile that's tauting,
This pictures are haunting.
The ring on my finger burns,
But like the girl who did wrong,
Lovers Prayer - Hold my hand tightlyHold my body close to you until there is no air between usLook into my eyes , see your reflection deep insideKeep my heart safely cradled inside...
A Code Of Conduct..! - Its not the thought that counts,when we look at our family tree,
Which makes us a slave or sets us free,
Its how we feel from within which fills us with...
I like writing stories because whenever I start to write I feel like im in a whole new world that I am god and I can shape it however I please. I have written about many things...
Lost In My Mind -
where am I, I do not know,
it’s all blank, also black,
my feet are taking me nowhere,
and my trail seems to be endless,
STORY OF ME -
The book opened when I was born
There are lives we are born into where the story has already been written
We can struggle against it and for a time find...
Mitu - Cold filled this field of night
Dark caught this sought of sight
Thy, who lived in his right
May lay upon in the will of light
Silence sheered thy leer of ear
Cut sent your...
The Show Must Go On ................. - The curtains fall on our show as our guests leave
No need to strike up the band
No need for colorful confetti or an 8 piece orchestra
Ever Onward - As the stars make their journey across the sky, I walk,
Ever onward to your side.
Steps guided from the cadence of your voice.
Calling to me from afar.
Endless Tear - I’ve been waiting for this time to come
To kill a silent young man
For one is not worthy to be still in tile
What can you do with an old man’s son?
Secrets & Memories.... - We all have our little secrets,Which only we alone never ever share,
We all have our secret memories,our little secret fears,
We should keep them...
It all comes together perfectly, a perfect system.
Everything coming together, the contrast essential.
Nothing but unconditional...
Life In Absentia - Scarlet shadow slithering,
Secreting under a
Absence of brethren.
Lovers' laciniation lingering,
Lamenting above the
The Depth Of Life- Poem - To my dearest friends,
to the hatred in my enemies.
The cold touch of loneiness,
the howling voice of pain,
the darkness that surrounds me.
To be truly...
Bezoar - Barefoot taking strides
Nor the liturgy
Passing the tides
before the sail,
Escort the heart
between these thorns.
The key which was stolen
Before You Go - In Joe's Honor and Memory I write:
Before you go
It would be nice
To have known
This smile would be
The last that we
Would ever see
On your beautiful face.
The Delusive Prisoner - His days are comfortedonly by his capriciousness,trading baloney sandwichesfor fruits or friendship.Fearful he retorts to no one.His folly is a plastic...
Opening Of My Heart -
This feeling of bliss.
Amazing, true content.
Happiness overwhelms me.
More freedom than before.
Only the start...
I Freaking Hate Your Guts-poem - Every time I hear you voice,
my stomach turns to daggers.
When I'm talking to my friends,
I hear your name,
and guess what?
I hate it,
hate it as...
The English Tuitions - So three of them walked inside the apartment complex and sit on a couch. There were other sitting arrangements that were already occupied by other students...
Py Christine Pain Inside - I have borrowed this poem from Christine because it describes how I feel most days, and smile on the outside.
The pain inside I cannot hide, it burns...
April....xxxx - The month in which the most showers do fall,
Is the one we all April call,
Sometimes rain,sometimes sun,showers ended before scarcely begun,
So fast do the clouds...
The Little Home That Was - I dont bother putting on the light ,I dont want to see the empty boxes and left over newspapers that will bestrewn on the floor .I look around silently...
The Numb Song -
All out of tears and whatever frowns,
All out of false laughter,
Like a lamp or a book...
When small is your horizon
And the way ahead is dim,
You may sit discouraged, crying,
Waiting for some magic whim
To tell you where to travel
For your dole.
When small is...
I loved reading scary stories when I was younger, the scarier the better. I began writing short stories when I decided that the scary stories I was reading weren't scary enough...
Wonder and Enchantment - The Aquarius Child
A Sister's Reflections
He has a faithful and dependent nature.
He is patient, unobtrusive, kind, inoffensive,
intuitive and honest.