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...
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...
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...
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...
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
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.
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...
so I leave you to sleep. You complain of thirst, and I offer you drink. You admit to purposefully pulling way, yet ridicule comes if I don't stay. I camp in your quarters, then pack the next day to venture upon new paths I can't turn away.
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
In that time we share the same alternate sky's..
That of dark blue, light and black..
Through sunshine and rain...
We all live in the same world..
A world no different then the world were all meant to live in...
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...
Sought out by the pestilent shadow
Only wanting to the most qualified,
The nïave soul turned a blind eye
She became discreet
And danced the world on her own
But still she didn't want to be alone
Dreamed to be embraced
Only to be faced with the...
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,
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.
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...
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...
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...
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.
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...
or how life's treating me.I don't understand baby, who am I to say that this is right?...or wrong, paint me a picture of vivid seas.Some things are ment to be, so just let me hold you for all eternity 💋💕
Was I right?Was I wrong?Was I weak?Was I strong?Do I know?Do I have?Am I lack?My thoughts, my life,my feelings, my strife..Your thoughts, your masks,your likes, your tasksWhat is IN these, what is there?They are not me, they are not you..I am you, and you are me,there is NO other...
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...
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.
WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH ME FOR MY EYES ONLY ?
Never underestimate the power of a woman's eyes
I wonder what would happen if Alysha saw your willy
Would they glow with passion and surprise
or would she say put it away it really looks quite silly ! ELIZABETH TAYLOR ~ WORLDS...
so quick to follow?
Appear straight from the blue,
To remind me of what i what I wanted to do,
Who I wanted to be...
When I see she.
We grew up hand in hand,
Guess for me things didn't go as planned.
As distance between us expanded,
Our friendship couldn't have lasted.
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...
dim and my home lost in darkness. Strange music like a sound that follows with death and a voice screaming for help deluded that someone may hear as darkness falls crows rise and sighs in sky my body shivers in doom and fear. An acid rain lashes my face I run and run for fear I...
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
when my mind is flying with thoughts of you
nay...these are the times a pencil just won't do
nor a Bic, nor a laptop, nor glittery glue.
Only the Calligraphy pen will suffice
It makes things look thrice as nice
slick and shiny like black ice
It's loops and swirls
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...
I'm opening my heart
If you use the key
I've opened myself
I don't know why
It feels so right
I'm not going to lie
When your away
I feel lost
I need you here
For you I'll take the cost
My love for you
Could move mountains
You make me happy it spreads like a fountain...
the colored canvas's in my mind;
the sun the sea the land beneath,
every thing upon which you've shined
your revealing light becomes belief.
Touch, the silent message born of love;
another gift from life to life;
to know the softness of the skin;
to know the sharpness of the...
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..
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