as he walked away,
For there was nothing left to say.
The words they once exchanged,
Were simply rearranged.
She began not caring anymore,
As she danced alone on the floor.
The music that filled her head,
Erased the lies that were said.
As she danced around the room,
10 feet away,I’ve lost the strength or will to say.The trail was once was so full and bright.I fall asleep this lonely night. Youthful days when I was me,Of sunny days when I was free.Remind me of the life yet known,Among them all, I feel alone. When I was...
class. It was to write a story or poem from a child's point of view.
There were others too. Write from the opposite genders point of view, animal point of view. And a few others.
I had fun with this one. I hope you will too.
OUCH MY KNEE
What little bit of what's left of me
almost died today.
Those things that mean so much in this world,
I lost along the way.
I met a man as cold as me.
He found what i had lost.
He turned around and gave it back..
He knew just what it cost.
In a world so cold and hard...
ramparts. I'm a silent giant defeating the tyrant. The villain in me making it's plea. Willing and and dealing to keep me weak. Telling me what it's going to be when it never ends up being reality. I'm on the train and the strain is on me. Spring will bring my weary soul to life...
game, so we'll play extra innings, and make some overtime plays. I am so happy we finally got drafted on the same team. I'll deffently induct you into my heart's hall of fame.
Call the scouts back, no new talent left to aquire. You are love's MVP. I present to you now my heart...
something to kill some time
I know you're compelled to see me
To figure me out, to ***** me down
But I won't let you, I can't
You tell me that you die every single day
Because you know you're so close to finding what you need
So close that it become overwhelming
You need it...
We can't forget our past no matter how hard we try.
But the tears we cry ,can wash away the demons inside.
It doesn't take much for our past to return.
A sound or a song, and those memories burn.
I wish we could forget the thoughts that haunt our soul.
So we could look forward...
sometimes go,When the shadows fall long,My mind drift back to aged memories,Of the crashing waves of my dreams.In the dappled sunlight of green and blue,The cooling blue breeze refreshes,Sharpening my resolve yet again,To peer once more into my yesterday.The lid’s creaky...
A limerick is a poem of sorts.
No truth here, just some fun with words
Ducks On A Pond
The ducks on the pond, they did quack,
'cause the food they were fed seemed to lack
any taste or appeal.
They wanted a meal
That didn't taste like a teenager's sack
with gym shorts and...
something you want
you never look at me that way any other time
stalling and waiting, we're wasting f*cking time
I do it every time I'm with you that's probably why time flys by.
sighing, I can't stand to look at you right now.
I want your attention
don't talk to me
don't let anyone in
Be nothing, don't let anyone see you
Don't let them see you, don't get too close, the closer you get the harder the blows
Silly girl, silly girl, you should've known, the truth doesn't just hurt it kills the soul
Be what they want you to be, stay in your...
which i have no recollection.
Who are you and who am i?
Blind like a child in a dark room crawling towards a life unknown
Tenderness more scarce than Lust
In cities of Steel ,devoid of trust
we travel between now ,before and then
until it is time to repeat again.
than life, a confident man,
With much more hair on his face than his head.
He stands relatively tall with his shoulders so broad,
Pretty much fills the entire six-foot bed.
His kindness within, he’s a positive soul,
With humour never failing to amuse.
He dresses in shorts, or...
I was just a child,
and you a man,
now I'm an adult,
look at me if you can.
I'm no longer the child,
You sought to destroy,
the innocent life,
you claimed as your toy.
now let's see you hurt me,
let's see you try,
but you can't hurt me,
as I'm stronger inside.
You stole the child...
Light scars glimmer on these wrists
You see my scars when I turn and I twist
Right in plain sight but nobody sees, right in plain sight take a good look at me
Long dark hair, caramel skin
Beauty outside and hatred within
Sin in my blood and blood on my hands
when you look at me? What do you see, when you think of me? What do you dream, when you dream of me?
Do you see, the frightened little girl, that hides inside? Do you see, the woman afraid to be free? Do you see, me holding together a tattered heart?
I often wondered, and...
Let me fall and disappear,
Let me become non-existent anymore,
Push me off I beg you,
My hands are burning me from holding onto this rope,
I’m holding on, thinking you are still holding onto the other end,
I’m wrong, I’m foolish, I’m stupid, reckless for letting my heart...
Soldiers marched all night
inside the houses families cried
the townspeople were affright
people fled having nowhere to hide
One man spoke to the people as they fled
Crying:"be strong, fight, never give in"
But the people looked at him nothing said
He realized his fate he knew...
not fake, but one that'll last.
We all have worries, these times are uncertain
I don't want preached at, l myself will remove the curtain
The curtain falls, and darkness once more
Comes, brooding to the fore
I can't say what l really feel or want to say
I can't find the...
mean spirited spite of slaves. Disguised as capitalism, **** talking to their graves. What do all humans want, deep down, to feel safe and belong? Competitive rabies, The ego will always lose, something is wrong.
Deep down we all want to belong, sing our song and be...
Wisdom, known but avoided
Why? My heartache of course!
Can you really catch a rainbow?
I didn’t think so…..
Are you sure?
What is my pot of gold?
Do I really want to know?
But why do we chase rainbows?
Can you feel a rainbow?
It touches me softly, I almost miss its grace, I am not sure if it is love or just love disguised as hate
I've thought i've known love but this I am not sure, for my heart beats with passion but not with passion pure
Love seems to be in my reach, it slides through my...
” my tutor has said,
But ‘things’ always got in the way.
“Pick up that book,” his voice would command,
“You must read a chapter a day!”
I put a book on the side, right next to my bed.
And for a week, I only gave it a glance.
Even the book then began to demand...
We trek across an amorphous dream
Vague shapes weave into obscurities
Drawing me in
Extending a hand behind a smiling guise.
Spiral front and then back again
In a barrel we spin in disarray
Reaching to wipe the tears from another eye.
Mind eclipses everything...
Before you read my poem you should know it uses symbolism, and it's free verse poetry.
My flame used to roar at one point.
Orange, yellow, and red bursting brightly.
Happy I stayed.
No worries but to go play.
Years past and my flamed has dulled.
how will you be celebrating Burns night? I trust that you won't have to wander too many a weary foot before you tuck in to your haggis and tatties.
And being POETS day you have all day Saturday to recover if you indulge in a wee nip ....
Dreams of youth eternal.
The sweetheart of all she touched.
The heady laugh that charmed all men.
The world at her feet she embarked
A journey of such cruel outcome.
Yet how could she have known,
That the end would be so far away?
The night is cold though,
Cecilia turned up...
that when I look at you I see your heart, it’s in your eyes
That bright and caring courage that drew me in to you in the first place
Like a tiny star you shine for me blazing so bright I can see nothing else
You dance in my memory spinning and shedding sparks of loving light...
except for one thing, they have four feet.
so tiny and pink,
makes us often wonder and think.
They put such smiles upon our faces,
running and playing in their own little oasis.
They've never known such pain or fear,
they are ours to...
Just trying to find my way like everyone else ,
With these blue eyes there's a story to tell.
A war on my mind but still moving forward ,
Sailing into the sunset where the birds chew crate and murdels.
Like a butterfly born after a storm I conquer these challenges,
On a quest...
not, we ask why
When, for us life is good, we forget to care
To love others, to listen and to share
The sun shines high up in the sky
The world below, rotates, not asking why
We forget others have worries and strife
Stressed by daily struggles and what is called life
when my angry daughter, once again told me that I was dead to her. Things got better after a while, but she periodically decides I'm dead to her.
One Of Those Days
It's one of those dreary days
when it would be so easy to quit.
Just give up and not be bothered
I live in a car
that's been burned out for years.
The guy that was driving,
His bones are still here.
I was with him when it happened.
We were both drinking beer.
We went off a cliff.
The fire burned up our tears.
I am waiting for judgment.
My soul shakes with fear.
One look from you, I bare my soul
Rarer than you will ever know
Forbidden love, friend or foe
I cannot hide, what I cannot show
Exquisite torture, I hesitate
Led by longing, lust, or fate
But through every pulse, you resonate
Made all the sweeter for the wait
Touch me now with...
And dragons breathing fire
I saw skeletons and demons
And the ugliest old vampire
There are monster and banshees
And rats with big teeth
There are zombies and dead guys
With my funeral wreath
I know that I heard harpies
And maybe a grizzly bear
Don't give me...
when spring brought flowers and sweet sounds to my ears
The days when we were exploring life and finding out about each other
Good days filled with working and building and nights filled with passion
Being so tired at the days end but never too tired to make love to you
Beauty, love, all the things that I need
I'm lacking, I'm lacking, I never succeed
I'm forever in need, always in want
And all I can do is sit and watch
As you give away those things I need
To everyone but never me
How easily they fly from your arms
To those who I see...
afternoon, feet aching, sweat beading down your forehead and a smelly man in front of you, you've been standing in the same spot for oh about an hour and you're pretty sure that bird near the trash can is a animatronic, in some strange miracle the line takes one step forward...
both worlds, but I'm a god damn galaxy.
Together we could have been a universe.
Instead he chose a star that'll burn so bright it destroys itself leaving him with no light.
And while he fumbles in the darkness he'll see the twinkles of the constellations i left behind.
hot and hurtful sand
that grow nothin' but
rise'n in the scorch'n,
inside cold minds,
whole cloth lies
stink putrid with
that cracks young will.
inside cold hands,
stings wide eyes
and galls thin flesh.
It's been brewing inside me for sometime but I don't have a safe place to write. Someone might ask why I'm crying... I don't know if this is a finished work. Just thought I would share.
A child whose heart was chiseled away
Piece by piece