cuales me perdia
Cuando admiraba tu lindo rostro
Mi mente se perdia
Se perdia en amor
Tu negro cabello
Mis manos tocaban
Me corazon se estremecia
Tu bella piel canela
Hermosa como la tierra
Me llenaba de amor
Tus caricias me llenaban
Cuando tu boca
Expresaban las mas...
Dedicated to Chelsea
A weekend escape,
To a cabin far away,
To spend it together,
And live life in a day,
We talked and we chatted,
We hugged and we kissed,
For weekends this lovely,
Are too often missed,
We saw the cool creek,
The waters all clear,
We kissed on the...
I feel myself touching Your hand,(I feel the warmth of life as you do)The same Hand that took me so violently(I remember saving you, by force) And brought so much pain and agony to me.(And liberty and joy you never knew) The Hand that I fought so hard,(But found impossible to...
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...
and I love it so much so I thought I'd share it with you guys:
The touch of your fingers that broke me to pieces.
And the marks on my heart I still feel the creases you hurt me to my core you are everything but decent you made me weak as if I was drained by...
there is nothing else but the
yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt
through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.
Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand
the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to
In the corner of your lips
like a smile i am protected
in the sorrows of your eyes
like a tear
in the silence of your night
like the tick-tok i am protected
in the loneliness of your bed
like the fear
in the coffin of your lies
like the corpse i am protected
in the list of your...
“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...
There she stood upon a high,
World blowing through her mind,
" Let go & Fall " the wind does cry,
with arms outstretched her falls a glide,
Dizzy...Giddy...she panics inside,
" Your Falling to fast " the words fly by,
with heart in hand she closes...
Her marriage was so much like mine, but she stuck it out. I dug it out today to give myself hope.
There you are.
Striding across the winter sky,
Your belt shimmering,
Your sword glimmering.
Just as you have done for eons
And will be doing eons hence.
want you to touch me
With your tongue
Let me admire your moon
As you slowly swallow my sun
You turn me on without saying a word
That look in your eye is the sweetest
Thing I ever heard
I'm listening to your body language
My hands are learning how to say hello
Teach me how to...
Your peach is within my reach
You galactic disaster
I will eat and eat
Feed my famine with your laughter
Pulling you, dipping you, I’m so into you
I deserve every morsel, as I touch your torso
I bend you, bite you and throw you
Now you know me, now I know you...
it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry it's funny how forever never seems to last it's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past it's funny how “friends” can just...
con las olas
Mueves tus alas
Tus ojos sobre la mar
Te mantienes inmovil
Sin importar el viento
Sin importar la tormenta
Siempre vuelas jugando
Meditando mientras permaneces
inmovil sobre la mar
Meditas y te elevas
Te elevas mas y mas
This is my first poem so here it goes!
I will smile,
I will not frown,
I will love,
I will not hate,
I will throw away my blade,
I will not cut,
I will be honest,
I will not lie,
I will work,
I will not be lazy,
I will help,
I will not hinder.
Thank you all for reading and...
I'm sharing one by Edgar Allan Poe called Alone. It speaks to me and it may to some of you. I could never really fit in and still can't, and many times I am sad and see things differently than others and I think this expresses that really well.(And he wrote this at just age 20...
riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains
of the nation.
Hurtling across the prairie into blue haze and dark air
go fifteen all-steel coaches holding a thousand people.
(All the coaches shall be scrap and rust and all the men
and women laughing in the...
I seemed to have loved you numberless times, in numberless forms...
In life afer life, age after age, forvever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear around your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age...
her cute comments
She read every thing I wrote
She made me feel so important
She made me feel her 'lexicon of hope'
Only now do I search for her poetry
And it is far better than mine
I say it is better than most
I like her style, tone, wit and prose
I can really feel her soul...
Que encantaron mi alma
Esos ojos que me decian
Mi alma se derretia
Al oir tu voz de amor
Ese dia mi sol desaparecio
En medio dia todo oscurecio
Como un eclipse de sol
Asi desaparecio tu amor
Mi vida se rompio en pedazos
Mi corazon comenzo a...
or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes...
but it speaks volumes to me at this point in time.
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil...
isn’t wasted at the end of the day
When you’re in bed thinking about all the things
You could’ve done,
You could’ve said,
All the empty boxes left on your to do list
Time is wasted
When you’re standing on a rock at the edge of a waterhole
And decide to not jump...
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...
Today is a treasure
To cherish each day
Follow your dreams
Letting hope shine
See the soft beauty
That is inside you
When you feel fear
Love will see you through
To yourself be honest and true
And know you're beautiful too...
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...
— the Words —
A Chapter — then the mighty Book —
Then — Revelation closed —
But in Each Other's eyes
An Ignorance beheld —
Diviner than the Childhood's —
And each to each, a Child —
Attempted to expound
What neither — understood —
Alas, that Wisdom is so...
as if devising his doom
but scatter to springs crisp air
as he drew near
crying out as the took to wing
an odd forlorn song that crows speak
in the front yard he pauses in the wild weeds and litter
he pushes open the door
and cool dark silences greet him
he steps inside...
but I can love you without fear.
I can be your hope and strength when times get tough,
I can be your lover and I can show you what happiness is,
When everything seems to be dark, I can be the light in your life,
Open your heart to me and trust me,
I will never hurt you because I...
and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child;
A girl with her lover;
Or a friend laughing with their best friend...
Dear eyes that gently me upbraid,
Still are you beautiful -- - but O,
How is your beauty raimented!
Through the clear mirror of your eyes,
Through the soft sigh of kiss to kiss,
Desolate winds assail with cries
The shadowy garden where love is.
And soon shall love...
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance...
our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out of time.
When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun
and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor
This poem very much captures the author's feelings of unrequited love; of being loved just a very little by someone, who always has bigger and better fish to fry. In a few lines, the poet effortlessly conveys that sense of yearning for something wonderful which, for her (but...
that reaches and does not take. The pain left behind the many stories untold wallow in despair. Unfathomed, but remarkably alive; a rare and beautiful thing to exist… yet to be unseen changes the story entirely. Misunderstood and alone, a hermit in home has turned old crone. I...
There is a place for us
that no one else can enter.
It is a place that holds no secrets,
only beauty, peace, understanding.
A place that we come to,
thinking we are one,
only to have our souls fused together for a moment.
And in that moment, I know you;
every pore, every pulse...
Lleno de esperanzas
Llena mi alma de amor
La barca llevaba
Solo mi corazon
Navegaba de dia
De noche buscaba las estrellas
Buscando el rumbo
A tu lindo corazon
Un dia el sol desaparecio
Las nubes cerraron
Todo el cielo se oscurecio
La lluvia anegaba
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
I promise that during my days you will be my onlyI know you will be there for me when I feel lonelyI know I can count on you whenever I am downI know you will save me before I drownI promise to be strong when I feel like breakingI'll try to hold on but I may continue shakingI...