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...
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...
tears have turned red
With the blood that I have shed
I could use a rope
Or I could use a knife
Looking back on my whole life
I see the pain and I see the hurt
I feel my heart about to burst
The blood will flow why can't they see..
That all my life I've been afraid of
the dampness of my need evident upon my gown
your hand touches my shoulder, my neck, my back
a shiver of pure excitement and unknown trembles through me
I attempt to speak your name, your fingers quiet me
running their roughness tenderly across their full softness
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...
She will become my queen of hearts
She is the Princess in my hands
She is the blood through my veins,
the wind in my hair.
Candlelight and champagne,
as the sun sets orange.
I give her a red rose,
a rose for her, because she is so beautiful.
Winter, autumn, spring and...
for you to be still It is as though you are absent And you hear me from far away And my voice does not touch you It seems as though your eyes had flown away And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth As all things are filled with my soul You emerge from the things Filled...
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?
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...
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
or daybreak! But at which of these lines,Which I’ll die with – no decision by orders’ receiving!Oh, if my torch would be blessed to extinguish two times –So as to die with the light of the morning and evening!The heaven’s daughter has passed with...
and Kroger brand
I am from the sweet sunflowers and
I am from the fake grass
The oak trees
Whose long gone limbs I remember as if they
Were my own
I'm from uncomfortable dinner stories and special people
From mom and dad
I'm from Santa and the tooth...
as though it is your last.
Tomorrow's just a maybe, what is past is past.
Words you've meant to say,
Speak them now, don't delay,
For words unspoken as of yet,
Another chance you may not get,
Leaving tomorrows filled with regret,
A relentlessly due, non-payable debt.
Your heart feels empty
It leaves skin deep scars
But there are scars that cannot be seen
The feeling of eternal loneliness
That of hatred
Heartbreak leaves scars on the heart
They can never be seen
And they can never heal...
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...
i love reading them though. Haha so this is my very first attempt at writing a poem... Sorry if it's suck-ish.
I pull the blankets tighter over my body in the cold, dark night
As i wait for that tiny green circle to illuminate
I stare at the screen...
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...
box; the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox is oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, and two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose is never called meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a house full of mice,
But the plural of house is houses, not hice.
The plural of man is...
You need a hug, Come here; put your head on my chest.
I will play with your hair, You can listen to my heartbeat
I hold you tight; no one can hurt you now.
You take a deep breath in and relax in my embrace.
My heart beats, just for you, your fears subside.
love is better than the sound of every music i hear
love is more delicious than any food i ever taste
love is better than sex
love is the most glorious scenario i ever seen
love me n marry me since i need a wife
(if u know u are ugly-please don't marry me, chat with me if u...
If I could have one wish...any wish at all...
I would wish for it to always stay fall.
Where I could get lost in the stunning colors galore...
A vision that my heart truly adores.
Where I can jump into a sea of leaves anytime I choose.
And play and laugh and be thoroughly...
clouds surrounding us,
the warmth of the evening sun,
like a halo over your head,
your embrace keeping me warm,
but something trickles down my shirt,
blood as pure as water and red as wine.
It drips from your chest,
you don’t let me examine you.
You just stand there hugging...
job leaving neglectful parents i made this....
"you oughta know
that this world isnt fair
this life doesnt owe you anything
its in your hands
to make your own luck
live your own life
well count on me
when the world isnt kind
and leaves you behind all alone
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.”
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day's journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.
But is there for the night a resting-place?
A roof for when the slow, dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You cannot miss that inn.
Shall I meet other...
should climb but little me?
I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad on foreign lands.
I saw the next-door garden lie,
Adorned with flowers before my eye,
And many pleasant places more
That I had never seen before.
I saw the dimpling river pass
And be the sky's...
I think about you all of the time.
I dream of you and cant get you out of this head of mine.
I don't think I can make it.
I don't think I can do it.
I don't see you anymore till I close my eyes and just feel it.
I just can't believe you're gone.
Never thought I'd see this...
I am not a part of thisI walk this tight rope aloneI'm very much aware that this is my choosingAnd this is how it's meant to beI cling to my rebellious natureUnsure of why I will not follow the crowdOr why it would bother me so to stroke egosAnd this is how it's meant to beI...
The Oceans Shore
As I walk along the oceans shore
The feeling of peace, longing for more
As I sit upon soft wet sand
The gentle waves, touch my hand
This Aura of wonder and tranquility
Stretching as far as my eyes can see
Watching the reflections move with the...
One of my favorites...
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair...
as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns...
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...
only butterfly soft
then big eye,
I play you Mozart and Bach and pick you flowers, cheerful and gentle.
Yellow and blue and purple stick, I write for you
A caring verse, a verse against your heart to keep.
Because human, yes you, I like you...
if it's even poetry, and if it even has a point to it, but here..
A Thousand Stars
A thousand stars fall from the evening sky,
The light sparking and gleaming,
Restoring all lost hope and faith,
It sparkles in your eyes,
And I can't help but smile,
A spectacular sight for no...
you may not see the person that I see, when I look at you
And if the mirror you look into
could show your reflection though my eyes you would see a smile so bright it could light up the world, thought out the day and into the night.
You are courageous
Although, you may not...
How elegantly he died. How languorously
in those baroque currents. No doubt
sea nymphs wavered round him
in melodious welcome.
And I think of Roddy drowned
off Cape Wrath, gulping
fistfuls of salt, eyes bursting, limbs thrashing
the ponderous green. - No elegance...
who's not looking to be richer, or afraid of losing,
who has not the slightest interest even
in his own personality: he's free
(i love these lines.i want to be that person. thats total freedom.bliss )
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,