Two elderly women are at a Catskill restaurant. One of them says, "Boy, the food at this place is just terrible." The other one says, "Yeah I know. And such small portions."
This poem is for my father
God rest his soul.
Daddy how much I misd you
Daddy today is February 7, 2015, I cant believe it's been 11 years it's been to long,
How I shed some...
This poem I wrote for my best friend it comes from my heart
Rhonda your my best friend
From the moment we met,
And I cant tell you how glad
I really am...
This is a short poem about my 6 year struggle against depression, I might still be fighting but I am hopefully done with beating myself up over it. I hope you guys enjoy.
Call it what he will...dark, lousy, sappy, mediocre, political, etc...I call it bright, inspiring, beautiful, brilliant, etc.....
....L❤️VE his writing...YES I DO!!
Do so many people actually write poetry, looking at their experiences? It's kind of hard to believe, man.
This one is about killing someone you love, and the thought process that runs through your mind. Trying to get into the mind of a murderer is hard work, though.
The Bliss of...
And there you were
My greatest love
A love I once knew
My heart opened
and you stood at the gate
Our special connection
intimate moments shared...
The Werewolf's Cry
I feel Luna give me power
As I stay awake in this night hour
When I look up at the sky
I know I hear the werewolf's cry
Eyes gold filled with love,
THE GENIUS OF LIFE
the ocean inside me has dried
for so long I've tried to hold on
to fall out of love from you
before every of it is gone
tell me what is left
what hope have i...
I know she's out there,
dreaming of me,
as i dream of her.
I can see the life that awaits,
not so far away.
Fields of green as far as the eye...
The blooming mist, moist and black
Hugs our wrists, like an iron tack.
Our eyes lock onto each others'
Like two rays intertwining
In the surroundings of unknown...
A Tale of Windswept Mysteries
Thrusting myself upon the unknown
Tearing away straws of plants full-grown
The nature's beryl stands tall with a charming little sapphire
I'm sorry if you think this is horrible. I don't think this is the best I've written myself.
Strangled by a Curse
Cries shatter the eerie silence
Lonesome tombs, at rest but...
Yesterday I came by to see,
How you were and how you've been,
I spoke to you of my Plan B,
And the world ahead that I now see,
For without you I could not live...
The death being raised
The sacrifice is placed.
For the pain a soul carries
Only her sweet mother marries
Sons and fathers...
Thank you Chris.. I owe you for putting words in my silence.
This one is a bit unclear. Just a story I formed in my head. It's okay to not understand it, because I myself don't.
Grim torch-bearers carry the wood
"Tell me you feel it?
That longing to not just exist,
but to live and to live beautifully?"
Lessons Never Learnt
Relentlessly I stab
Counting the wounds on a tab
The red smudges my book
Indicating the lives I took.
Her glassy eyes gazing at stars
Once dreaming of Mars...
This goes out to all the outcasts of the teen society. I know we deem ourselves as uncool, ugly, nerds/etc and kill ourselves everyday for it, but even people like us can rise from...
Cobblestones, colorful, decorate paths
Like tiny, petite mosaics in swaths
They lead to something dreadfully fathomable
What it is and what it wants are...
It Was(n't) Meant To Be
Glittering blue tears stain my hand
Your eyes, dark green, embrace the land.
The earth below is about to get filled
With your worthless remains, cold and...
-- MY EMOTIONAL SUICIDE --
the eyes open wide
no tears, cause the oceans have dried.
No, not me, i had tried
to hold on, i had cried
to let go, to take side
with happiness, with...
And I absolutely suck at coming up with titles.
As my hands stroke your soft fluffy coat
Eyes raping the pure white goat
I wonder if such wondrous elegance persists...
When spring has sprung
And chores be done
Thoughts turn to maids
Oft decked in braids
And how they look
Like a good book
Between the covers
Today I am a glowing angel with bloody hands.
today I'm an angry hermit forced into the midst of a crowd.
My jaw is tight.
My face burns.
My ears ring.
Today I can breathe fire...
I wrote this for some I had feelings for- ******* joke!
Of that I may not have
Only leaves me wanting more
Like the strong mighty waves
Pounding the seaside shore
Catch one I may...
The Devil's Embrace
As shooting stars fly by tonight
Filled with wishes, full of light
There always comes a darkness blue
Red of stake, green of hue.
Memories and plights to...
Pearls and emeralds sparkle and dance
To the beam of the tragic moonlight trance
Bitter but sweet, tried but simple
The story has to end, to make all nimble.
The craft designed by...
It's called Nevermore and it's based on The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe and is one of the greatest songs we have ever preformed in my middle school concert band (two years ago) we got...
My favorite poem is the Raven and the tell tale heart Edgar Allan Poe is amazing
Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of it's constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it stops and starts.
Edgar Allan Poe
"Joy is not being in love and not being bitter. It is agreement. It is friendship. Joy is a polaroid army crawling its way into life. It is being beautiful without a man telling...