DeathUnplanned all togetherDeath2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
Heartbreaking to so many
It can either bring families together
or tear them apart
You won't know the affect that person
had on you until they're gone
Holding so much together
Bringing smiles and all
Death can be happy at times
but mainly sad
So many things
However always remembered
Bloody White Roses dreamsAn garden full of white roses...Bloody White Roses dreams3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
running away from the dark...
shatering myself in pieces...
white roses petals falling...
fading away from my sight...
darkness start to rise...
the roses are crying...
because they are getting a redish color...
the smell of flesh start to rise...
an drop of blood fall on a white rose...
and instantly turning red...
now the garden is in color red...
Love poemIt was discovered suddenly and blossomed with a hasteLove poem3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
A vibrant nuance of existence enveloped my attention
It was as a fresh breath from the winds, ‘twas the winds of fate
Although such things are entirely beyond my comprehension.
An ethereal trophy was bestowed upon me, for happiness emerged
Contact and chemistry became conversations, failure was no longer on the verge
And so I underwent a purposeful enactment of a mission to impress
With her, will was brought onto me, no longer I, a carcass.
Golden waves of sanguine hair infused with Zephyr’s glory
Complimenting her gentle features and raising interest
The curvature which drives me mad, her back, her neck, all of the rest
I look at her and get perplexed, lose my linguistic inventory.
Her smile illuminates the skies above, an avalanche of joy commences
Would kiss her lips at every opportunity that presents it
A smile so pure and contagious no man could resent it
Bad moods alleviate, one smile and she has cleansed it.
I met the oneI mostly type about religious stuff butI met the one1 month ago in Concrete Poetry
I met the AMAZINGEST girl I have ever seen
She is nicer than a thousand puppies and kittens
She is more beautiful than a million orange sunsets
She is more intelligent than Stephen Hawking & Edward Witten combined
she is more compassionate than Mother Thesea
She is most understanding girl in the world because likes
a boy who is biblical scholar and Pokemon Master and this boy is me
the feeling of lovemy heart pounds when near youthe feeling of love1 month ago in Concrete Poetry
my mind wounders if you found that feeling too
This may be a crush but i think i love you
this love being as pure as a doves snow white feathers
if i were to confess would you find it in your heart to let me be the one to put your trust in to?
your voice a melody to my ears will you stay up and talk with me for the rest of the year
i jump up and down when you are not wearing a frown
for when you smile you make my heart pound a thousand miles
YouYou make me feel like heavenYou2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
Raining on my soul
A cup of holy oil anointing
Me to a better path
The path of an honored queen
Loved and guarded
Draw me to your side
To Start OverTo Start OverTo Start Over3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
The sin is in the sinner,
And I'm so amazed by you, too,
This ice couldn't possibly get thinner,
But I'm sure we'll make it through.
You said you needed nothing,
Maybe that's why you've come to me,
I'm sure it might mean something,
I guess we'll wait and see.
You've pushed me past my finest limit,
My sanity is breaking like the arctic sheets,
And there's no possible way that I can just live with it,
Got me stuck on palpitations and missed heart-beats.
Your sweet side is your best side,
Like a triangle, you're so three-faced,
What will you do after the rest lied?
Other than drift around in your free space.
Goddess of the Madness,
And Goddess of the Moon,
Spare me from my own machinations,
Shelter me from them, soon.
They'll tell me I'm a sick person,
They'll tell me I'm the cure,
I don't know how this shit could worsen,
Why don't we live like the poor?
I've seen beyond the fringe of insanity,
I can tell you there's a lot to be seen,
I went searching for just one piece of h
For someone specialI don't know if you are asleep or maybe you are just ignoring me.For someone special1 month ago in Concrete Poetry
You could be off doing your own thing, but baby, don't forget, you are perfect to me.
I'm sorry if we get in fights, even though most of the time you are right.
I'm stupid, any fool could see.
But, baby, what are you doing with someone like me?
I hope someday we will be together, just you and me. You'll always be there to put out my misery.
I wrote this poem because I miss you.
I want to hear your voice and simply kiss you.
I know that this is cheesy, but that's just the way I roll.
Just little old me, nothing else to be told.
So, I'm all yours. No going back or anything.
Because you, my darling, are my everything.
Born this way!When the world begin, the human race was starting their first step on earthBorn this way!3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
but in those first step begins, it also born the race of evil and judgament...
Unlucky the dark artist revealed that evil, but nobody listen...
one by one, they start desapeiring, but the fate was raising again, when the light artist appear...
they always show happiness and hope to everybody, the world understan them as freaks, because they have they regular idea that life was already a pain in the ass, so again little their hope was fading, and evil was raising again...
When the Dark artist and light artist make an alliance, a new race was born, the Grey artist, they show the evil and good of the world, showing hope and sadness at the same time, showing the bright side and the dark side of life, whit this the world start changing and evil start fading away...
but those Grey artist still have the mission to keep that balance, because their beauty is diferent, and so those their perfeccion, and also likes and ap
Party HARD!!!!!!!!My eyes are close...Party HARD!!!!!!!!3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
The sun is bright and I don't want to come out
my body is heavy,
the night is over and the day came,
that party was hard, and I came like 5AM in the morning
alcohol it was like swallow lava, but Man...
that guy was hot like fire
and cold like ice...
we went to a room and heaven start to rice...
the music was so loud that police came by and party stop...
everybody running from police...
sounds of neutralized guns came...
the guy that I was playing heaven came by...
and help me to hide into a house,
whit a group of teenagers,
and the party didn't stop,
and them we start when we began,
Man!, that was a hell of a party!!!!!!!!!
Growing upWhy can't some people become kids again?Growing up1 month ago in Concrete Poetry
To be able to be worry free?
Kids want to be independent
It's all fun and games until life wakes you up
Smacking you into the realization of how you must grow up
Growing up sucks
Growing up is a trap
It's MoneyIt consumes everyoneIt's Money2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
Turning them into monsters
Se-coming to its power
Many try to block it out but can't
Overwhelming what humanity is left
No one can escape its grasp
Exterminating those who appose it
Yearning for the weak and powerless
Can you guess what it is?
Father...Father...Father...2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
Just the thought of you scares me
Criticizing me my whole life
I changed for your approval
But it didn't work.
Nothing I ever did pleased you
I realize that now,
Someone happens to be part of my life
A father figure
One I Love
One I Care for
One I would gladly call Daddy...
And it's not you
I love my jobI love my jobI love my job1 month ago in Concrete Poetry
A job so many want
Being in a place where;
crazy is alright
No one is ever judged
A place where there is no such thing as normal
After all there is no such thing is normal
A word that holds people back
I love my job
DifferentWhy do you consider me different?Different2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
When we're all humans
All trying to get by
Some of us need more help than others
They shouldn't bring us down
But once we figure out that they make us improved.
We go through things the rest of you won't
Deaf, Blind, Mentally Impaired.
Please don't look down on us
Or think higher
SO treat us that way
PrinceI've waitedPrince2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
When will he come?
The one to swipe me off my feet?
My happily ever after?
I've been through so much
Shouldn't something go right?
What a fantasy,
Probably didn't like me
Or got hit
My "Prince" will never come
TimeSo much has changedTime1 month ago in Concrete Poetry
Good and bad
What's a girl to do?
Nothing will ever be the same
I wish some things could
However wishing is wishing
Dreaming is dreaming
Hoping is hoping
As much as I want some things to go back,
I can't go back in time
It won'tNo matter how much we want time to stop.It won't2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
However much we want time to fast forward
When we want time to rewind
Time is under no ones command except its own
FEARFear makes us humanFEAR2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
Fear means we're alive
Fear gives us personality
Fear creates opportunities
Fear gives us individuality
Don't scrutinize those who are afraid
It makes them more human than you
Admitting it gives you courage
Hiding from it gives it power over you
A four letter word that controls everyone
DisneyA fantasy that will never happenDisney1 month ago in Concrete Poetry
Raising the hopes of little kids everywhere
Destroying their hope later in life
Dreams that will never happen
Think of the first Disney movie you watched
It raised your hopes in life beyond compare
Crushing you when reality hits you hard
Like finding out the Tooth Fairy and Santa aren't real
Yet the cycle continues when you eventually
tell your own kids the same thing.
Disney will always haunt our pasts
Beautiful in the beginning
Ugly in the end.
Like a ...Things need to fall into placeLike a ...2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
Like a Tetris
Allowing us to be content
Like a Cat
Being able to be worry free
Like a Baby
To control our own lives
Like a Rich Person
Would happiness and peace of mind be too much to ask for?
KevinK.E.V.I.N.Kevin2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
A simple five letter name
However it means so much
You love my mom
You worry about me
You are there for the both of us
A father figure
A soul mate
A one of a kind guy
Digging DeeperCut by one I thought I could trustDigging Deeper2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry
Eventually it healed but left a scar
Time passed and I had learned my lesson
Don't trust to easily
But fate wasn't so kind
The same thing happened
I got cut; leaving a scar
Each time it happened
The cut got deeper
The wound took longer to heal
Eventually it won't heal at all
Digging deeper in my skin
Deeper on my soul
Dream JobEveryone's dream job is differentDream Job1 month ago in Concrete Poetry
Artist, Banker, Childcare, Lawyer
Nothing is wrong with that
Wanting a place to work where you
can be you
Now that is a dream
They would be happy with any job
As long as they were liked and could be themselves
Something that rarely ever happens
A dream job