We never know what lies ahead,
We will not know what’s in store.
We can’t predict our healthy days,
Or when we’re at death’s door.
But together we have faced the test,
And the struggles that came our way.
Although some of those times were rough,
nice cool grass,
Soaked in chill dew
The morning spring dew
Like new rain from above
Slightly wets the grass blades
And each cool plant sliver,
each cool blade of green
Are part of a larger lawn
Shining in cool sunlight
Prior to the midday heat
And standing tall and thin
Round and round without a sound,
We go with no direction found;
As hands on faces reading time
They blare aloud steady decline.
My life it goes, slinking away
And yet progress seems faraway.
My mind itself is trapped in cycles
Acts once more the same recitals...
water becomes rougher, she slowly starts to harden as she becomes tougher. The strength that she feels radiates through her soul, she no longer needs help from a man to feel whole.
She looks at her scars and smiles with pride, no longer ashamed of the marks made by the tide. No...
My heart bleeds for you.
I asked for it.
But I sacrifice for my true love..
Feed upon it, take me whole..
You are like fresh air..
Still I can not breath .
I felt my heart beat..
For the first time..
What do I feel?
Love? No I must not . Your like serenity underneath my feet.
my "poetry" is very elementary, due to the fact that I'm not overly educated and intelligent...but be that as it may, here is a sample:
You cause inspiration, not just by what you say
It's more of who you are that triggers me
And there is no other, can make this claim today...
Roll the dice
My money my life
Sell my soul for
Some peace and joy
Treat my life
Like a toy
Use a knife
To pay my debt
Scars will fade
But I'll not forget
Think of Alice's wonderland
If insanity came for tea
And went nuts with a chainsaw
Look in my mind and...
for something more than supreme
More challenging beyond my wildest dreams
Something warm something cozy
Something that'll make my days better even a little rosy
It needs to real
Something so important that it needs to be concealed
But it can't be too rough
However it needs...
TOTAL LOOK - BOOTS ~ MINI ~ HAIR ~ JACKET ~ BAG
I love wearing sexy boots
in Autumn, Winter, Spring
Especially with my minis
it makes my hormones sing
SHORT BOOTS WITH PATTERNED TIGHTS ~ SEXY !
Short boots accentuate the calf
and make the legs look super
Be careful boys you...
fairytale hopes, and explosive love
in the world, but i know that i
will never be the one
to give them to you.
you need notes that end with
'ps - you're brighter than
twenty-seven silver stars'.
i can't bring myself
to write them, though.
it's not like you'd read them,
BLUE DIRECTOIRE KNICKERS
TWEED PERFUME (I'M MUCH TOO YOUNG !)
SLIPPERS (SAVE THEM 'TILL I'M 90 !)
SET OF PANS (I'M A MICROWAVE QUEEN)
ELECTRIC BLANKET (I'VE GOT MY FRIENDS TO KEEP ME WARM)
MONEY (IT SHOWS YOU HAVE NO IMAGINATION)
A BOOB JOB (YOU CAN'T IMPROVE ON PERFECTION)A...
Hit the bubble and pass it and getting tweaked up. The love you think others really have for you seems so Alluring. Adoring you. It seems so real. Your life is fine and fun. You've got your friends and fixes. You run low out of your little clear bag. As soon as that's gone they...
My mind slips away as I lose my identity. Wrapped in a universe of pain knowing I must wake and face my fears. Passion pulled from the moment of inception leaving a void of uncertainty. How do I wake, how do I face my morning. My heart crushed by the desire of your tender...
that love is not right but wrong?
That love judges its appearance by what it reflects
Questions speaks in no regard of this audacity
But damaged hearts reach to audit for answers
The highest bid sold to the most troubled soul
The ears of the eyes trained to believe what they...
MATURE LADIES are always well groomed
They always look and scent beautiful
They love to be kissed and pleasured
They really appreciate the attention of a nubile Girl
They are never in a hurry making love
They are very experienced with YIN & YANG
They have lovely boudoirs & never...
I love her; how much she'll never know
She stands on a rainbow in the sky
I touch her softly just with my eye
But kiss her soul and say goodbye.
Until sun and rain do meet again
My heart will wait to fly.
at first he greeted her as that of a cold hard stone.
She turned her head from the man she chose for a friends,
but as she started to leave he promised to bend.
Their minds connected through words that where spoken,
They treasured these talks; to her they where tokens...
it's just stacked lines
sometimes it's banal and trite
I break the academic rules
and write songs to be sung by fools
Maybe I don't suffer enough
to write about tragedy and love
I call it bad poetry
maybe I'm out of touch
there is such a thing as too much subtlety
in your sleep
Then shoot myself in the head
Oh poor little child
Dying slowly on the ground
Deep in the woods
Never to be found
The days slowly grow older
Since the day we all lost our hope
I wish everything will be normal again
And I cannot cope
Not really a good poem but...
My deep, scarred soul.
Silence from afar
To the trickle sounds
Lightly puddled beneath
My bottom bare.
Beg & plead
For the pain to subside.
Let there be light...
In this dark room
I go unheard..
against depression, I might still be fighting but I am hopefully done with beating myself up over it. I hope you guys enjoy.
Down the long and narrow path I walked,
Down and out of Heaven I stalked,
Into Hell I was brought,
Love is what I sought,
But into slavery I was...
dried leaves on the forest floor.
Assonant and consonant, the sounds come forth;
the wind, or footsteps being their release.
Stop and count the line breaks in life;
the syllables in each and every sound of the rushing stream.
Feel the prompting pause of a freshly fallen snow.
Love can hurt, love can kill, love can change the way you feel. Love can grow and turn to be strong. Love can last very long.
Love can bring you amazing things, like marriage plans and wedding rings. Love can be described in many ways, and my love for you, always...
and taught to hate I was child when I saw death. Abused and beat by people. left for death then gods came to heal my pain, erupted my heart cold and dark numb and free my hate unleashed, soulless kindness dies in me. world for me becomes a field, battleground I raise a war...
who reads it likes it....
I awake in the morning with that same down cast face
Wishing I was still in my dream state where I feel at place
The bus to school was anything but fun as I'm filled with a certain trepidation
Needing comfort from a...
This one i wrote in my high school days
JUST A KISS........
The gift from a mother to her new born child,
when she comes near the face of the soft n the mild.
If you name it,
Its just a kiss.
The present from a father, keeping his lips emotionally,
On the forehead of his daughter...
There are thousands of members on EP
And we all have a CIRCLE of Friends
If I include you and you include me
We all form a Circle without any ends !
In a sense all our Circles are one
my Circle your Circle some big and some small
They all interlock and it goes on and on
now named, ''An Enigmas War''
I stand there, glancing across the plain,
I see just across no man's land,
My dark side, my hatred, and pain,
I draw my sword with a bellowing cry,
''Courage! Valour! Justice! Today our foes die!''
So I lead the charge, and both sides clash,
She will hold dear his earthly desires
A woman in love wants her man to be fulfilled,
She honors him and bestows joy in his life every day
When a woman loves a man,
In her loving arms, he finds sanctuary.
He and she celebrate their passion
They are one in mind and...
colors of the rainbow? Most eyes see a vibrant world painted by the full color spectrum soaking up the light prisms as they cast wavelengths of different variations and shades to create primary and secondary colors. The chapters of my life story are colorblind. My world consists...
and shadows tango in the night.
Darkness sweeps her off her feet.
They dance around the corners of the houses that line the street.
They gracefully swing around the poles of the street lights,
savoring every moment.
The moon is their disco ball,
shining over them.
I really do enjoy when people ask questions about my writing on this app. I like when people have different interpretations of what I write too. So, If you have any interesting interpretation, I would absolutely LOVE to know. I know I'm not very good, but I like when people take...
GOD was in a dilemma about ADAM
He had created him in his own likeness
a sort of DEMI-GOD ! Upright - strong
single minded - handsome - hairy - quite
intelligent - bossy - adventuresome but not
quite self sufficient - something missing !
GOD had to some extent modelled ADAM...
and wash my own brain
I push my own buttons and trick my own pain
I burn my own crosses and roast my own heroes
I mock my own fears and cheer my own zeroes
my name is YAY
my name is YAY
my name is YAY
my name is YAY
my wounds are tattoos, that show my true beauty
I turn tragic...
the florescence of young love with blonde flaxen hair and cute confident smiles penetrated new dimensions in the mind: love.
There in the sullen gunsmoke gray winter our vision skewed to the artistic dimension in the lysergic geometric snowflakes with walks of healing in times...
The death being raised
The sacrifice is placed.
For the pain a soul carries
Only her sweet mother marries
Sons and fathers though, unite
In the glory of the horror night.
Wine glasses clinking
High peasants blinking
Doomsday is arriving
With them men not realizing...
reasoning paints the eyes
a misty shade of dull.
Eyes that view, from the dragon perch
of a counterclockwise carousel,
imagined scenery with a sprinkling of dreams.
A Gothic vision of crashing waves
against the grayish cliffs
that rise to a foggy grass clad plain
where sits the...