Her scents fill my loneliness,
In my bed , Her silhouette remains imprinted
Like a promise
To fill in the brief space where she is not any longer.
Will she return ?
No one knows,
Neither I know the next day what she would do.
Break all my schemes,
She does not...
and in its sweet light i lay enchanted by her
and all she was to me
gently cradled in my arms
there was an elegant soft eternity in her voice
there was a thousand summer days in the sweetness of her lips
there were breathless nights in the warm perfection of her arms
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...
letters to you with my fingers on your bare skin
written a thousand love poems to you with my lips caressing
an epic love story with every with every smile we have shared
a love song with every tender embrace
iv written them with the magic i feel simply holding your hand
Nobody loves me,
Nobody picks me peaches and pears,
Nobody offers me candy and Cokes,
Nobody listens and laughs at my jokes.
Nobody helps when i get in a fight,
Nobody does all my homework at night.
Nobody misses me,
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
her magic box came out
a few loose threads soon wound themselves
into carriages fleet of foot on the forever road
delivering love and quick boys with
with stout hearts and steel eyed resolve
a few loose potions spilled and away flew mysterious birds
loosed upon the bright...
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...
than you. Like them we are plucked from parts of an earth and forced to live somewhere new. Beautiful you, seen by many and understood by few.
***poem was written by Garret Rapp of the Color Morale, this poem belongs to him, I just really wanted to share it with all of you...
If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don't.
If you'd like to win but you think you can't,
It's almost a cinch you won't.
If you think you'll lose, you're lost,
For out of the world we find
Success begins with a fellow's will...
This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the best
poem, written by an African kid.........amazing thought!!!
When I born, I Black,
When I grow up, I Black,
When I go in Sun, I Black,
When I scared, I Black,
When I sick, I Black,
And when I die, I still black..
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...
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...
Stars shine intensely in the night
Darkness overwhelms the light
Seasons bring different display
Venus emerges on the summer phrase
In a universe immeasurably vast
Seeing apparent order inspires hope life will last
Sometimes in contrast to the structure
A moment occurs that...
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...
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...
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow;
And ne’er a word said she;
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When Sorrow walked with me.
--Robert Browning Hamilton
and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. (Longfellow)
It sort of defines Experience Project.
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...
that had been set out waiting facing up.
ashes are these tears that failed to fill your empty cup.
slower beats the heart within the black birds cage.
funny how my smile so quickly turns to rage.
tattered all about me are the clothes you made me wear.
wounded is this body from...
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...
but in the palm of her hands
My story, written by someone else with tears of blood
My story, written by her
The one who mends
The one who can destroy, the one who can cut
She is the one who has my all
The one who has my heart
The one who can make me rise
The one who can make me...
I'' ll be space dust, once again
The wind will carry me
Scatter me everywhere
Like dandelions in springtime
I'' ll visit worlds and alien moons
It will be so damn poetic
Until I land on Your sandwich.
numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear...
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,
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...
in the collection Canto General, 1950; translated by Robert Bly)You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there withhis golden feet?I reply, the ocean knows this.You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparentbell? What is it waiting for?I tell you it is waiting...
and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
You know the pain that they have endured
Silver metal shine so bright
Scarlet blood that feels so right.
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown.
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...
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.
I would not have looked
back, I would have said what one traveler said
to another: Stranger! awaken
the guitar more! Delay our tomorrow so our road
may extend and space may widen for us, and we may get rescued
from our story together: you are so much yourself ... and I am
like one of your hands,
lissome, terrestrial, slight, complete, translucent,
with curves of moon, and paths of apple-wood:
Unclothed you are as slender as a nude ear of corn.
Undressed you are blue as Cuban nights,
with tendrils and stars in your hair,
undressed you are wide...
and doesn't matter how.
I need to know I’m still alive, so someone touch me now. Shake my hand and say hello or pat me on the back.
Kiss me on the cheek, that I may feel this sense I lack.
Slap my face and pull my hair.
Make me bleed I just dont care.
Dig your nails into...
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...
pngthis is my last refugea place to lay; to thinkabout tomorrowthen yesterdaythinking is all i’m good for, anywaythese gates stay openthey no longer closerust has turned them oldamongst the smog; regressionprogress is nothing of the likethese stonesthis soilthis carpet of...
slowly pecking the eyes of rocks,
lightning drilling a old oak tree in half,
ants scurrying away from the drops of death,
worms rolling ecstatically in the sweet zesty murky mud,
grass screaming,begging for sunlight,
.............xIf no one hears from you;if no one knows of you,Surely you can’t lose anythingand no one can forget you.If no one loves you;if no one ever touches you,Surely no one can betray your trustand no one can forsake you.It's as simple as that:It is you, only you;and...
I saw this poem and thought I would like to share it.
Your love is like moonlight
Painting my every step with a soft brilliance
Watching and guiding me through the dark
Your heart is like the sun
As the sun makes the moon shine
So your heart does for your love
I pray every...
way she looked
a sweet cherished innocence to her
and i was moved in ways that changed me
i was a different man in her delicate hands
spent that summer chasing rainbows at her side
fishing for lovely stars in the milky way at night
and puddle surfing in sweet summer rain on lazy...
middle of the night
it was god calling
but hung up got the answering machine
but what could you say anyway
ask to do differently
unweave one strand of the worlds tapestry
undo one space and place in time
surrender the whole for one fragile moment
but you would say...
If you love me, prove it to me daily; without inconsistency.
I never asked for flowers, I just want the warmth of your embrace.
I could never be the girl in your dreams, but you know I am here to wipe your tears.
If you love me, show me that I'm wrong, coz I've been dying for...
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...
I can't believe You found me
When no one else was looking
How did you know just where I would be...
I guess you saw what nobody could see...
As I sit here
I am wondering is this a dream
Cuz if it is I don't want to be woken
I feel so good in your arms
Smelling you and being with...