Loneliness is what i feel
I feel so alone
I feel so isolated
The emptyness in my heart
Can not be feeled by any soul
I am surounded by people but yet i feel so alone
I am in a room so small and so dark
Fear takes over me, i scream but no one hears me
This room so small and tiny...
who was wonderful and so very funny. We attended his funeral, a few days ago, and this poem was read. It was found in a schoolbook he had kept for over 70 years.
Spring Morning by A.A. Milne
Where am I going? I don't quite know.
Down to the stream where the king-cups...
Is freedom to allow yourself to be who you are?
Is freedom to show your true colours without being ashamed or unsure?
Is freedom to breathe without counting your breaths or the days you have left?
Is freedom to shut the door behind and head for the rainbow?
Is freedom that ray...
to your full cup, my sweet,
Since I my pallid face between your hands have laid,
Since I have known your soul, and all the bloom of it,
And all the perfume rare, now buried in the shade;
Since it was given to me to hear on happy while,
The words wherein your heart spoke all its...
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky...
Give me rest,
From doubt, and fear
Sun find my face,
Light find my heart,
Song find my story,
Smile find my face,
Be at peace,
Be at peace,
For my life is finite,
And these storms,
Have raged too long,
Must surrender spring.
too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that's okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my...
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand...
While you sit there and wait for your fate to be debated by
Juries and judges
With over 450 years worth of grudges
Brother! Get back! Sit back!
Rediscover how to be an honest father
And not just another silly "n________" .
consumes you, eliminates you
But soon you won't be here
There'll be nothing left to fight and no one left to win
Which paths have been drawn into your thirsty heart?
Which maps have been burning inside your restless mind?
Which oceans have been drying in your tired soul?
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, and just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted...
heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he’s dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
Oh, no no no, it was too...
He creates powerfully romantic, sensual images that speak to being human, and our desire for romantic love. Beautiful!
Place your hands upon me
like a big tent preacher
and with a whisper
heal all that aches
Put your lips upon my forehead
and glance your eyes
to the sky...
After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul
and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
and company doesn't always mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises
and you begin...
I though of this one. This is one of my favorites which means a lot to me. Shelley wrote beautifully with a heart which must have been full of passion. Enjoy. ~J
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean...
Is love found in holding hands?
In quiet whispers?
In looks shared across a crowded room?
Is love shared in notes?
Is love felt with a quickening pulse?
A feeling of loss in her absence?
A longing to see but a glimpse of her?
Is love heard through...
for the principal of my high school as a gift since he was retiring. I wrote this in his perspective.
I Close My Eyes
Beauty is timeless and so is love
Living my final days as a leader of ____ High is more than enough
Year by year, students come and go like seasons
power to break a heart.
Know her fears, know her secrets,
Then abandon her, it will tear her apart.
Smile when you talk to her,
Add a little fake sincerity,
Be the one when she needs someone,
Don't judge her for her insecurity.
Be her best friend, her source of joy,
“I want to see you.Know your voice.Recognize you when youfirst come 'round the corner.Sense your scent when I come into a room you've just left.Know the lift of your heel,the glide of your foot.Become familiar with the way you purse your lipsthen let them part, just the...
after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
you stand in the centre of your room,
house, half acre, square mile, island, country
knowing at last how you got there,
and say I own this,
is the same moment when the trees unloose
there soft arms from around you,
the birds take...
Sapno me aake mujh se milna kabhi
Maine duniya sazai hai tere liye,
Meri nazro ki ummed ban’na kabhi
Bahut dur hai sitaro se roshan jahan,
Jra humkadam banke mere sath chalna kabhi
Bahut najuk seene mai DIL hai mera,
Tum andaj mohabbat banke dharkna kabhi…
and think about the day
I still myself to sleep and meanwhile I pray.
"Dear God, I know you can see us and you're watching from above
Filled with sadness, as we are, and equally in love.
I've once asked You "why?" and questioned if You were near.
But I do have one request...
before deletion. I came to EP 3 years ago to share poetry and I shall leave sharing poetry. Enjoy this one by Robert Frost. Farewell. :)
NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY by Robert Frost
Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
trail for the holy grail
a frail ship for my shoaly sail
pale moment, for the glory gale
yet these tales prevail.
But the rail has derailed
and the ship has sailed.
The Bale i Held
in the Sleep i slept
And the Dream i dreamt
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of...
Yes, I know this was a song, but the song lyrics read like a beautiful poem. So I decided to add it to this ep group. I found out that this song was written as a love poem/song in 1957 by a British singer named Ewan MacColl for his lover, Peggy Seeger. http://en.wikipedia.org...
in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless...
have taken up residence within my heart... but more than other, this poem holds a beautiful lasting significance...
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is...
Burn for everything you have ever wanted. For everything you have ever lost, for every crack in your heart and every fraction of every irreplaceable moment.
Burn high for love.
For fear. For life.
Burn as fast and as long as you can.
You must burn, burn higher.
As if, through a mist, a first loom;
You are a fine line that holds beauty
So fragile it seems, yet so pretty.
You are the wind that grace my meadows
Of thoughts and lights up my weary shadows;
You are the sun after my night
That lights up everything in sight.
for your sins in a hopes to save your skin
You such a God fearing man ? Why you have to kill him then ?
Who's him ?
The man that gave you all your hopes and dreams
Never left you when the going got tough
Felt your pain more than you did
He was with you in light and...