who wins the child in me,
wins over my whole heart.
It is useless to try and win over the adult, because she will frecuently pay you no heed..
Has learned to be cautious with trust..
The child still looks at the world with eyes of dreams.
Common malice does...
I have observed that there are so many wounded hearts in this world which scream to be heard. Stories of love which have failed to blossom for any reason.
If there is someone you love and they dont love you back, or if you lost your loved one to death, or any such catastrophe...
Years to come will have some stranger looking days
A past behind, a future looking at our face
Things which were said will be memories
And words between the lines will make us feel sorry
A few matters of facts will be grave to digest
Solutions to troubles tough to suggest
trying to find myself
but ever turn leads somewhere dark
just wanting to find the light
wanting to know what it is like to be not afarid
running around and around
but there no way out
being afarid of lot of things
feeling lot of pain
worst feeling in the world...
when i look at a woman
i notice many things
her eyes so big
her nose so pretty
her lips as soft as velvet
ears so dainty
her neck so elegant
her breasts so full
her hands like china
her arms so smooth
her hips so curved
her legs so long
her feet so perfect
The mood is uneasy and I'm feeling insecure. But that's what I get. For taking my heart and putting it out there, while expecting yours in return.
And I know that you know that it kills me to say those three little words. But I want to, cause I need you. And I want you to need...
stars twinkle up in the sky
as twilight covers the sky
so many i can not count
wondering at this sight
glad my love is at my side
holding hands on this star
looking at such beauty
one above, one standing
at my side
alove to sustain me
another to amaze
as if time itself had stopped. The only two people visible in her eyes among a sea of blurred lines in that moment, were the boy she once loved, and the girl that he had replaced her with.
No natural disaster could compare to the immense pain soaring throughout her curvy frame...
your grace is something to behold
you who are the fariest of the race
yet have so much power within your grasp
to humble me or lift me high
with just a touch or a word that slips
from lips so soft
i may consider myself stronger faster
but next to you i am a fool
for words i wish...
Why is it that I feel the need to change the things that can never be changed? Why is it that even the darkest feelings can never be explained? I walk the streets alone these days, I learn that someday I will be left alone, someday there will be no one there for me, but I'm still...
first of all....this is just a fun read....much like a victory song....no intentions....no perspectives....no beliefs...so enjoy coz here comes "the gunners of the east"...and sing it along them....
Behind the golden paths they tread
Beyond the fairytales they read
There is a...
they talk of love with just a breath
they talk of love in the bed
they talk of love in the street
they talk of love in work
they talk of love in school
they talk of love around the world
a love thats traveled far
between me and you
a love so old
yet so new
love for 2
What I needed from you, was to be honest with me.
And you said, you loved, and wanted to be....
But when the time was due, you couldn’t be with me.
Then you cast me away, into an endless sea...
What you wanted, from me, was to play with the strings.
And you played, the tune...
A dark shadow
From the trees across the feild
Some thing that moans
Where the darkness yeilds
A flesh pealing screem echos from tree to tree
Starting to panic
I grab a knife from my pocket shivering with fear
Hopeing nothings there
Another scream comes from no where
I start to...
im working on a book right now but i write poems and songs to
here is a poem i wrote a while back
as time ticks by the light that blinds
she sees her blood as it flows by
she is so tired of being numb drowned by your delerium
shes sick of, of it all so she bleeds until she...
she walked into my life like the moon shining bright
so tender so loving and caring
we just talked for a little bit
got to know a little of each other
became friends at first
saying hi and goodbye
found i miss talking to her
when she wasn, t around
found i had feelings...
she softly turns toward my heat
snuggles cose and tight
this woman of the night
her lips i kiss with soft caress
my hand strokes a nipple
she moves closer yet
toward my heat
this woman of the night
caresses from both sides
as we move within the night...
I'm switching trough every channel,
searching something new.
Run trough a smallen canal
and find something cruel.
A large path of sharpness that every step hurts!
To a red-screaming forest of rumours, scandals and curse.
I hear its melody very loud.
It makes me nervous.
I beg your say apprehending appreciation
I have decreed to stay in hibernation
Not much shall be heard from me
Let silence be my semblance, complaint be a far-off enemy
For I have spoken way too much than the power I command
Let my words flow only when time demands
I have to...
Easily harmed by the worlds cruelty.
But you would never have known, because her beauty shined so bright that it blinded others from seeing how much she was withering away inside.
Thus, on a chilly fall evening it was time the Rose came to an end, and petal by petal fell to the...
I love to write short stories, and poems.. and I also love sharing and hearing other peoples works that they have made! I am currently working on a poetry book.. and got most of the copyrights, and i have been working on it for about 2 years now.. and almost done.. and i...
a man holds a woman close
as he whispers im just a ghost
once alive but now im dead
you took my soul when you killed
give it back it belongs to me
do u think id give you something so
much apart of me
when you took your love from me
i dream bout jumping
falling right into the water
and fall to the bottom
feeling relive from the pain
you can run away from the pain
but it will always find away back
once you are gone
you leave other people in pain
you leave them wondering why
they will say oh she had...
So just as Amanda felt something sit right beside her, she stayed still. Really still. She did not want to imagine what it could be, she already was in enough shock, she wanted to shout out and call Jennifer but she was too scared to do so. She could hear a whisper, such a...
what do children truly think
as they enter the world at birth
do sounds and smells assail them
do eyes see and know what they see
as a mother holds them close
gazes into eyes so new
as a father holds them
as tears flow from joy
how strange it must seem
to one newly born...
as i gaze upon the sky
i wonder if there are
truths still to spy
about aliens in the sky
through out the years
they have been seen
or so it seems
even now in the year
of aquarius they are
spotted here and there
by curious eyes that
watch the skies
so tell me now
I wanna hold you when the nights are cold, I wanna show you you are not alone.
I will show you you are safe no matter what just open your eyes and keep you mouth shut.
Just for a minute because I can say it fast I love you my dear for ever or as long as it last's I will be here...
Jennifer knew that her banging on the window was useless, and that she will not be heard. She kept asking herself if it was a dream. Her tears would not stop running down her face. she felt so dizzy and slowly fell to the floor, it seemed like a long fall as if she has fallen...
My color a dark blue, yet in the light transparent like glass...
You look past what is me, not noticing what is there, yet for sure I grantee you, it's right there in front of you...
No no don't look!, it's something you can't see, something you could not possibly see, how...
Amanda was still crying but now she was crying even louder and she couldn't control it. She was terrified. Couldn't know what to do. Jennifer just didn't know what to do to calm Amanda down, she felt helpless. Suddenly Amanda ran to the kitchen and was looking out the window, the...
Does it even matter?
Do you even notice my pain?
Do you even care?
Your the past,
I'm the new,
Don't you get it?
I'm not as small-minded as I was,
Cheating causes pain,
So why did you do it?
My reply is get out!
Leave my life,
stay away from my...
One of my characters in my story is Amanda. Amanda is pregnant, later on she meets a man, they fall in love and Amanda gives birth to a girl and names her Hope. Hope then goes to study in London away from her parents only at the age of 15 to become a writer. One day she...
The true word to describe what she feels, every night she looks out the window wanting to be out there instead... just broken into pieces and feels afraid... parents made of fire... devils best to describe them... her heart filled with love but their hearts filled with hatred...
music soothes my soul
fulls my heart with inspiration
my mind a wonder at this
tune that taps with in my head
notes drift on air so sweet
c d e and f, others follow suit
as music comes to life
fill runs through my mind
a melody of sad device
to tell the heart your not...
We know what it was.
But it's all a fuzz.
The meet. The greet.
The part where we secretly worship at each others' feet.
We act like we don't feel the feels.
The ones that always gave us chills.
One may love another.
And the other loathes the ******.
Now they're treated like a...
a silent Hell awaits to unwind.
From outside the inside not apparent. To let you in I would not dare it.
Screaming for help and pushing it away. A constant struggle I deal with everyday.
Unsure of what it is I am, Begging and pleading for you to give a damn.
Take me or leave me...
A week passed and everything was still the same, Jennifer in a cage like a bird, and Jason scared of doing something that he will regret. But he held strong he didn't want this "thing" to take over his life and to control him, he wanted to know what was going on exactly.
It was night, with only the moonlight, the snow reflected and there was a glow it lit the whole town up, in a strange way. Amanda was still holding Dr Bill crying and remembering the days him and her were happy together, the strange man was laying just behind them he was still...
I write when I am tense, or when I don't feel like reading lol. It really calms me down, though I have a bad habit of never finishing stories. Throughout the day I'll just think up random ideas, so I keep a notebook with me to write them down in. Anyway...yeah...I like to write...
One pale winter morrow,
A man was trying to sleep draping all his quilts
Oh it was so cold and sun was so lukewarm
The unsuccessful poor man was out of all his wits.
Did I say the mattress had its share of holes?
Did I say the quilts were torn?
Did I say his wife had died last...
you opened my eyes to what love
could mean to me
worth more than gold
i can, t hold it yet i
know it, s there
this thing called
love from you to me
it has no odour, no colour to
but yet it fills all my senses
full of you.
He wraps his arms around mePulls me tight with his embraceHis body pressed against mineThe world around us fadesSlowly looking upSadness reflected in my eyesWe share a tender kissBefore the parting does arriveHe tells me how he loves meAs i pass on through the gatesThat barrier...
archers ready arrows
men at arms grip swords
knights calm horses
while looking to the right
a king stands there
proud and strong
waiting for the trumpet
to signal war
enemy soliders stare ahead
looking across this field of dead
battles fought and won
in days long past...
I live in Illinois.
I have been visiting
across the eastern breadth
of the United States.
Pennsylvania (most often and best loved).
I have made
But it's always
Nice to come home...
reality in the face
Lucid limitations, likely take their place
Confusing contemplations, can't decide my course, iridescent insanity, insistent on remorse. Frantic frustrations, **** the world, timely temptations, tease like every girl. Amazing aspirations arouse this soul...
after my father passed away, it was also my last one. I stopped writing after this poem, I lost my passion and I lost inspiration.
I wish I can be one day stronger enough and find the passion in me to start writing again.
Here is the poem..
Enta Hayati (You're My Life)
Jason, his name was, seeing things that were not there.
Jennifer, his mum was, fearing for her young child.
Andrew, his dad was, but never has he seen him.
This town, One Way, where the story began. In a mansion so huge, and at the entrance was a picture of his uncle Dan. Dan had...
incomplete as thoughts twirl around my headtrying ti understand the restas the world cracks from withinas haiti fall like a childs playthingpeople dying people lying deadfear running from their heart totheir brainwondering why this has came to claimso many innocent lifes and...
Been trying to find a way to say this to you
but what if i love you?
would it change anything
i cant stand this anymore
i cant hold you anymore
i cant kiss you
most of all i cant call you mine
i said i wouldnt open my heart again
but i cant keep it close forever
you find a way...
kiss me quick but kiss me long
make it swift just like a song
kisses there kisses here
make them linger oh oh.
a kiss so passionate that it
makes me weak
yet so gentle to make me weep
for what i had and lost.
kisses kisses kisses
of memory and thought
of lips so soft...
as i gaze into your eyes
i see a future yet to be
a path of hope and love
that two to walk side by side
to trust, to love, to learn
of all those things that mean
so much to u and me
love of heart, love of soul
two minds aflame with desire
a simple touch, a simple look...