He drew pictures that nobody saw.
He was most artistic late at night,
In the bathroom out of sight.
He kept a secret no one knew,
He didn't tell a soul his gallery grew.
His drawings were different, no paper or pen.
But needed a bandage now and again.
We stood by the river under...
Skirts go up , Pants go down , Body to body , Skin to skin , When its stiff stick it in , Goes in dry , Comes out wet , The longer its in , The stronger it gets , It comes out dripping , & it starts to sag , its not what you think though , Its a Lipton Tea Bag Cx
I lie awake and wonder why.
why am i left alone inside?
i feel that no matter what,
i am doomed to live an abnormal life.
it doesn't matter how many friends i have.
or how my life is at home.
i will always feel inferior to the beauty in life three fold.
forever in someone...
before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends...
one lonely summer evening,
Staring at the beautiful sunset.
Beyond the hills stretching out as far as could be.
I never not had you on my mind,
Ever since the day we sep'rated.
I'll miss you and all your care and love
Until the day I go and know who I am again...
love in night to charm my eyes in slumber deep. Dreams drift bewildered in my head above til’ morning seizes passion’s grip from sleep.
The moon shines careless on this lonely soul and beckons prey to seek the hunter’s fang. As dark expands in shadows to console, they...
I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us, we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more...
Slam me against it.
Bite my bottom lip until I cry out and let me do the same to you.
Take your frustration out on me.
Let me feel it in the way you kiss my lips.
In the way you grip my hips.
Let me feel your love.”
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the...
far from my heart
I loved you then
I love you now
It's always when and
Take me back to yesterday
All the wonderful things you had to say
I loved you then
I love you now
It's always when
And never how
I see your eyes
I feel you near
Although you're not
Many people said ' white
is positive, bright
they may be right.
But I can't stop to wonder
What if black
Is one great answer?
Why should I avoid it
turn my back to black
this wonderful joy?
True, it has no light
but near by any colour
brings out the best...
I must get through to you just past the darkness of night.
I wonder why or will I be too late
My promise can't be broken, but your fading out of sight.
Outside I see my son
inside a soul that can't wake.
The numbing smoke and one way mirror
have left your eyes dull...
Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
Joy and Woe are woven fine
A Clothing for the soul divine
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to endless...
When we can see the cool moon laughing in secret
Over the faint countryside,
And we rest, hand in hand.
Don't be downcast, the time will soon come
When we can have rest. Our small crosses will stand
On the bright edge of the road together,
And rain fall, and snow fall,
Yes the common colour of love is red
It is full of live; always trying to impress on everyone
It is so selfish that it make everyone think that their virtues is the best
But wait; why don’t it accommodate others
This colour does not give others space to flourish...
because I love you - Pablo Neruda
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
She barely stirs until, feeling my weight,
She brings herself to me, sharing her heat.
Her legs shyly part. She's there if I need her.
And I do, I do. So very much--helpless.
Around me, about me, within and without.
Chase the night from my bones; where I live, remind me.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
yearning healing so I meditate with my mind. Too many sheeple asleep to the game. They'll never be prepare for the storm when it rains. Technology is taking over humanity & most don't even realize that it's conflicting with our spirituality. Mother Nature is on life support...
that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly,
and pray the Lord your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
that I'd see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss,
and call you back for just one more.
If I knew it would be...
Crack the whip
tie me down
have me completely
gagged and bound
Spank me flog me
anything you say
please please please
Sir i will never disobey
Chain me rope me
as you wish
upside down or
even in a twist
Cane me bite me
fill out your desire
please please please
Sir before this...
I look in the mirror and to my disgrace,
a boy stands there, with a grownups face.
It's time I grew up, I don't act thirty three.
It's time to grow up,
live life selflessly.
I look at my faults, is there any surprise?
All the hurt that I've dealt because of my pride?
everything shines as it disappears.
The artist, when sketching, loves nothing so much
as the curve of the body as it turns away.
What locks itself in sameness has congealed.
Is it safer to be gray and numb?
What turns hard becomes rigid
and is easily shattered.
when a sleeve to a shirt is too tight
when a pants leg is too snug
when my chest spillover a too small shirt
and the cutest bathing suit just don't fit right
i look back at the things i could have done different
the healthier things i could have eaten
the activities i...
while we see the sun,
where life and dreams are as one;
and living has taught me this,
Man dreams the life that is his,
until his living is done..
The king dreams he is king, and he lives
in the deceit of a king,
commanding and governing;
and all the praise he receives
To be the only one you see...
To be the one who understands
To live in minute ecstacy.
To die alone in this cruel world,
So many things for you to see.
I guess I'm here to stay a while
To be the one to show you release.
What would you do of I waxed out of tune?
To be the one...
Just what I feel love is..
BY PABLO NERUDA
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the...
who preval is hard to see becouse we`re humans,
that`s the way is supose to be....
but if ur with me i feel i can fly,
and heal this world from the sky,
stop there next to u and say,
baby i love u.
If people like me didn't know people like you ,Life would lose its meaning and its richness , too.For the friends that we make are life's gift of love ,And I think friends are right from heaven above. And thinking of you somehow makes me feel That God is love...
and the only thing I can think about is ..
where are you
missing your smell
the taste of your tongue
feeling of your hands your
kisses on my neck
whn u call me up when I couldn't go to bed
you say you loved me
and I think it's true
but u went after someone else knowing...
You may be the one
Who immediately caught my attention
Left me feeling enchanted
I thought you were an angel
I thought there was a kindness
Someone showed me I was wrong
You might be the one
You may be the one
who captivated me with your ways
How I was...
Ever young, enwrapped in my robe I wandered,
Raising dreamy eyes to the star styled often
All at once, however, you crossed my pathway -
Suffering - you, painfully sweet, yet torture...
To the lees I drank the delight of dying -
I am amazed at how many talented poets there are out there. I have tried many times to write poems, but I am not free enough in my thoughts or something. I get stuck and worried about the rhythm and rhyme, and schema and all the other **** our LA teachers taught us (oops, sorry...
whether it is an exotic-looking earthy brown
or the colour of the dried up mud on roads you walk over.
just the make-up I put on, you judge
whether it accentuates my already sharp features
or just covers up the ugly blemishes scarring my appearance.
I am not...
I meant to never give it another thought
Holding on to you so tightly as we danced
The sweet sound of you singing in my ear
It seems I forgot to forget
I was determined to never look into your eyes again
If I never look you can't make me weak in the knees
thinking about you
and i thought of your heart, how i might steal it
but I don’t want to break it; am careful that I do not want loose your friendship;
desiring to walk into your light
wondering into tomorrow
i think i might not steal your heart tonight.
I wish I'll blow you...
maybe a slam poem? Anyways, I wrote it, and I hope you enjoy it. It may have some errors, as I wrote it just now without correcting it.
Them, Us, Me
You don't know the pain you cause when you make your jokes
Calling him, her, them fat
Calling them ugly...