I Love Poems

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As a teacher, I often have quotes and inspirational messages posted around my classroom. I find that sometimes the written word speaks louder and clearer that the spoken one, at least with teenagers.
Also, I love poetry, literature...

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...

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...

HE’S MARRIED THIS IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE
IT’S NOT AN AFFAIR WE DO NOT AND WILL NEVER JUMP INTO
BED WITH EACH OTHER BUT WE DO KISS LIPS TO LIPS

WE HUG, WE TALK, WE WALK, WE SIT AND CHAT
THE ONLY THING WE DO NOT DO IS HOLD HANDS

WHEN...

A Mother’s love is something
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient...

Tie your heart at night to mine, love,and both will defeat the darknesslike twin drums beating in the forestagainst the heavy wall of wet leaves.Night crossing: black coal of dreamthat cuts the thread of earthly orbswith the punctuality...

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...

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...

Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill mee.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy...

Dedicated to SilentBluemoon..

Moonlight

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

As a pale phantom with a lamp Ascends some...

Drunk As Drunk
Drunk as drunk on turpentine
From your open kisses,
Your wet body wedged
Between my wet body and the strake
Of our boat that is made of flowers,
Feasted, we guide it - our fingers
Like tallows adorned with yellow metal...

Many people said ' white
is positive, bright
all goodness'
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...

There must have been millions of raindrops falling
Loud drops plummet from the place where the sky overflows
The infinite pitter patter is painfully counted one by one
These moments are that rainy night

Splashes splatter, showers flood...

I love you,Not only for what you are,But for what I amWhen I am with you.I love you,Not only for whatYou have made of yourself,But for whatYou are making of me.I love youFor the part of meThat you bring out;I love youFor putting your...

This isn't much of a confessionJust a mere retrospection.Like a fucking foolA poet old schoolTrying to get that perfect syllableOr the proper rhymeAttempting to compose a kosher verseI think, I tryDiscontent, I curse.Now that I am...