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...
.. Whatever I have left
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
By Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash...
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...
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in it's roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal,
From all I may be, and...
“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...
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.
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 done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my...
that I didn’t know it,I just never really said it... directly.Caged talk, regretOut of situations that make one want to breathe deep,To confirm you’re alive,As opposed to free birds to fly and write their stories in the sky.The nature of daylight,Changing colours on...
I am watching two friends who I think are in love go through a rough patch right now. From a distance I wonder to myself what is love really to me? I thought I felt it once or twice but haven't been in it head over heels. Then I saw this poem. I think it brings me closer to an...
that I am you,
and you are me,
look deep inside,
Then you'll see.
Find your voice,
That's deep within,
Then the journey,
will really begin.
We all have power,
that we don't understand,
from offering help,
to holding love's hand.
The joy of help,
that not many know,
So when it's...
I could use some help. I wrote a spoken word poem and someone saw before it was finished. I've been asked to read it at a number of events and I'm trying to finish it but need some people to read over and give their thoughts and maybe some advice to help me out, I have both the...
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...
couldn't comprehend how, but
Out of nowhere.
Don't ask me why, there is no point
I just wanted to hug you.
I couldn't help myself, and I came to you.
I see now, it was you I have been looking for all my life
Is there anyone who won't open the door when it's love knocking...
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...
Here goes. ..
It's sad when the givers get taken
it's sad the takers are given
what we had came and went so fast
but in all honesty it was a welcome relief from the ugliness
and from this distance, even beautiful.
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...
These Feelings & Many More Are What My Body Go Through With Just The Mere Thought Of You.
What Do You Think Will Happen Once Our Bodies Come Together & Become One?
Please Don't Make Me Wait... I Don't Think I Can...
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink...
that tree house
And find you
And pull the rope up behind us.
Rope coloured blue skyness.
So no one will ever find us...
And we will make moments,
Never to forget...
Keeping us warmer when we are older...
But always feeling younger.
The things that bonded us.
The world passing by...
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...
your posted poem reminded me I had this saved. Someone on ep sent this to me forever ago, not sure of the author.
I waited for you all day long,
but you would not come…silence.
My heart cried out to you,
but you would not hear me…silence.
My arms reached out for...
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...
for you in your absence
And crave you like it is the very first day
That we are saying sweet things to each other
Learning of a love which will never be compared
I am beginning to understand the depth
Of all the despair of lovers who came before me
For I know now that it is not...
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...
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...
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
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...
away place.As I sit among the ancientsI hear the music of the flutesMy spirit returns to a time of loveTo a time of peace a time of happinessA time to listen to the windsA time to hear the spirits talkTo feel the spirits float through meTo see Mother Earth when she was pureTo...
'You would stay.'
He shook his head. He could scarcely look at her anymore; it broke his own heart every time he did.
‘I love you more than anything,’ he replied. ‘And that is why I have to leave.’
'I don't understand.'
'I don't want you to,' he answered. And he...
if tomorrow is a mystery
make the best of today
for tomorrow may be your last day
everyone lives so fast paced
and misses all the little things in life
just take a moment to slow down
and enjoy life for what it is LIFE
you only have one life, one chance
don't let it slip on...
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...
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...
....she is always on my mind
days of waiting
...much time to go
.....i will never let her go
a love so strong
...a love so sweet
.....i can't wait until we meet
a love today
...a future tomorrow
.....finally lifting this long sorrow
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...
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 never allow people to read it.
Just a Jane
I'm nothing special
Heads will not turn
Those girls are better
While I'm left alone
My body is hot
Personality an A
But that face has to change
It's just to plain
Just boring and alright
I thought it was ok...
loved most about you was your voice
Fogged most of the time, like a fresh bread
That calls to love first, then gives a rest
A friend to me all the time, loved all the time
What I loved most about you was your hands
Cool as a spring water, small and white
I saw many beautiful...
hot midsummer time,
My heart has struggled with its awful grief.
And I have waited for these autumn days,
Thinking the cooling winds would bring relief.
For I remembered how I loved them once,
When all my life was full of melody.
And I have looked and longed for their return...
Picking apart the beauty of the universe
If only to get a couple answers
Things to show off to others
This is that
Things work like this
The world turns
Doesn't he know
With all the answers he has jotted down
That the world will continue to turn
You know how this is:if I lookat the crystal moon, at the red branchof the slow autumn at my window,if I touchnear the firethe impalpable ashor the wrinkled body of the log,everything carries me to you,as if everything that exists,aromas, light, metals,were little boatsthat...
It's about the realizations I've come across by surrounding myself with a crowd of people for a year.. it all started out by attending some weekly jam events!
courage, stand up and make a difference
release the worries, thrive to be together in unison
hold hands, be close, keep...
a gentle kiss.
Is it too much to ask for this?
To lay my head against your chest,
to feel your arms around me
In my dreams are all things I can see.
Hearing you say my name, touch my face, stroke my hair.
Being without this forever I can not bare!
Feeling our hearts...