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To You my Love to You I Cry-To you My Love to you I cry-To You my Love to You I Cry5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Through the cold of space I call to you,
the heavens and stars light my way.
Exist for me my sweet last breath,
like the day I began to pray.
Overtures begin to play,
alas there's not sound in space.
Just a beautiful gate that's ajar for me
as tears roll down my face.
Years pass before my sight,
I see us growing up,
I see our kids playing children's games,
and our first collie pup.
Our memories flashing onward still,
The fire place lit with delight,
when we just laugh and cried,
and the lake around midnight.
Unwrapping and winding around me
Without them I step to the ga
DreamerThere was a dayDreamer3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
we dared to dream
so long ago it was
or so now it seems
that every chance we get
and every moment passed
is that day we dreamt
but where did the dreams go?
They're no longer in the day
nor in the nigh
did we dream those dreams?
Were they some figment,
brought on by delusion?
The colored fields of yore
where we did play and fight
are now so long gone to time
that they too measure not more
than those dreams we once had.
Where has it all gone,
because I'm standing here
and today is not my vision,
not my dream.
Do I hold on for tomorrow?
Do I lie down once more to rest,
and in so doing see the delusions
I've escaped,
the dreams
TomorrowRunning through these emotionsTomorrow9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trapped in my mind
What are they?
The definitions lost...
I'd rather not know
It may only hurt me more
Needles in my heart
Slowly pressing down...
There is nothing in sight
You've hidden it all
All the sharp objects
Completely destroyed...
Good thing for me
I cannot give in
Cause things will be better
Tomorrow...
A new day, a new way
To deal with life
To see beauty in things
Usually hidden...
Open your eyes, look really hard
Forget the scars, just for a moment
Things are getting better.
Tower GardenThere was a garden below a tower. Its was afraid of the great building's power. Even so, it didn't show, any known sign of cower. The garden was surrounded by trees. There were many bugs, birds, and bees. At the tower's tip, you could see a distant ship, but nothing was there but the breeze. Now it comes time to see. For the moral is this poem's key. Although for some people, the bottom is quite equal, though many dont know how lonely the top can be.Tower Garden10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sacred MomentsSacred Moments:Sacred Moments10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are may times when we feel alone
However know that you are not
For heated times can feel so hot
Yet everyone seems so at ease
Leaving you a bit uneased
Though know I am here through every thought
Nothing will make me turn away
Please open your heart and let me in
Telling me the troubles that lie within
Some moments may be rough
Other times can be so tough
Just know whatever your future may hold
Don't hold it in, just be bold
And let your words simply unfold
Never surrender, never broken
Just Sacred Moments
The HouseA Home:The House10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A House is made of brick and stone
A Home is made of love alone
Tough times in the past
That shall never last
For you and I
Are together at last
With all the stress
I love you, none-the-less
Know that through the years
I will be right here
For we will be just fine
So take my hand and hold it tight
See the end of the tunnel and it's light
For that is truly our Gold
A place for which we call home
For a house is made of brick and stone
A Home is made of love alone
im sorryim sorry i seem to just fuck things upim sorry10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
looks like im the biggest problem child in the world.
im sorry im always a burden to everyone around me
i get it. im completely useless to a lot of people.
seems like my only worth is art,
but even then its just a whole bunch of shitty drawings.
theyre all horrible and un-proportionate
i cant do anything but profile views of cats.
hooray for shading and lighting . . . ?
uh, yeah they cover up my shitty drawings.
ive been told that im too hard on myself.
the truth hurts.
im sorry i cant do anything right
"i cant life," no. i cant. i suck at everything
my memory sucks
my art sucks
i have mo
Knowing Love Is RealKnowing Love Is Real:Knowing Love Is Real10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Each day I wake.
You always come to mind.
Knowing a day of chores,
stress and hardship leer.
Though you never leave.
For I grab you by the sleeve.
Welcoming your love at ease.
Always going to be.
You and I together.
For our lives are one.
And that is half the deal.
Knowing Love Is Real.
GenerationGeneration:Generation10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The day we are born.
What is expected from us?
From day to day
Our plan is a play.
Each being different
Though what is the difference?
Live your life free
Like a door to your dreams
As smooth as a flowing stream
Know however you live
I am here with you
One nation to the next
We are Generation
The Lost GenerationIs this existence of time worth my life?The Lost Generation11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
To struggle through each day's heartache,
With all this stress and strife?
Nobody can answer this fundamental question,
How can we save the lost generation?
Is there meaning of conscious left for me?
To hurtle through every night's sickness,
Without any faith to be free?
Nobody will deny this radical emotion,
Where can we find the lost generation?
Is that suffocation of will ready to die?
To tussle through early morning's hunger,
Without the courage to cry?
Nobody shall crave this political flirtation,
Why can't we rescue the lost generation?
Sick MachineIf you could cut deep into my bearable blood,Sick Machine11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you see it as a circuitry of veins,
Madly manifesting itself across blackened bones?
But I won't forget when it rains all the pain,
Salivating from scarlet sides of that knife of wood.
If you could slash hard into my subtle skin,
Would you know it to be a mimicry of silicon,
Insanely invigorating itself over mildewed muscles?
But I won't forget when it snows all the blows,
Impacting from emerald edges of that dagger of sin.
If you could claw slowly into my pitiable plastic,
Would you find it more than a secrecy of nerves,
Wildly wasting itself under obliterated organs?
But I won
Almighty GraceAlmighty Grace:Almighty Grace11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
This poem will rest the case
For any whom deem to embrace
A life full of questions
Handed over suggestions
Though even being wise
Please do think twice
It may save what is last
From whatever longed past
I stand before you now
Raising one brow
Asking you once
So don't be dunce
However you chose to live
Know that I forgive
For the look on your face
Shows there is space
For my Almighty Grace
Time Enough...8 months ago in Scraps
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kohdemieli kiroaa vihaamaansa kohdetta,kohde9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
ei tiedä enää mihin uskoa,
ajatukset kirivät kiinni mustaa,
sitä joka on nyt jo tuhkaa,
kuollutta elämän kaunista mutta,
pientä palaa onnea jotta,
voisi jatkaa eteenpäin
My Mask MY MASKMy Mask10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
most people think im a quiet nice young man
but thats my mask to hide my pain
even at my frist time at love when i failed my heart was craked
when my grandmom and grandpa died it craked my heart
so why is it you who broke my heart
i have not truly laughed or smiled in years its only my mask you see laughing or smiling
but my mask can not hide who i love on
RomaniaPrehistoryRomania10 months ago in Settings More Like This
Some 42,000-year-old human remains were discovered in the "Cave With Bones", and being Europe's oldest remains of Homo sapiens, they may represent the first modern humans to have entered the continent.
Among the oldest traces of human existence and activity found in Romania include those dating from the Paleolithic. These remains were found at Bugiulești (Vâlcea County), Ohaba-Ponor (Hunedoara County) or Valea Dârjovului (Olt County), belonging to some of the more distant human ancestors. According to studies of historical anthropology, these hominids used carved stone tools, were gatherers, fishermen and hunters,
Heart From Another WorldHeart From Another World:Heart From Another World10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thoughts may be twirled
Making minds whirled
Though the kindness in your heart
Is nothing but the start
From an everlasting love
So bright as the wings on a turtle dove
Which flies high in the sky
Sending messages across the nation
One country to the next
So let's put this to test
You and I together
Eye to eye forever
Never met one like you before
Winning on a scale of one to ten
I know that I have a score
For thoughts may be twirled
Minds may be whirled
Though your Heart From Another World
First PriorityFirst Priority:First Priority11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
From all the majority
There is minority
The rarest of things
That can spring it's wings
Fly so high
Into the sky
Though know each day
The things that they say
You will never stray away
Dawn to dusk
All I think of
Brightening my life
Such a wonderful wife
Know even in this busy world
Twisted and twirled
Starting my day
Always with you
For absolute majority
You are First Priority
Swirls 11 months ago in Nature
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Reasons To Love YouReasons To Love You:Reasons To Love You11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ever sense I met you
I yet to feel blue
Yet so many feelings
That I know are true
Having no worries
No doubt to stray
For each new day
I find myself
Loving you more
My heart once sore
Yet no more
So take my hand
Lets play this in strand
My list goes on
Page after page
Stuck like glue
So many Reasons To Love You
True FriendshipTrue Friendship:True Friendship11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is it you ask?
Is there such a thing as it?
I am here to tell
That my life is total hell
Up until meeting you
No longer being blue
All your strength and passion
Ending all compassion
Bad times all behind
Can see from being blind
Your guidance is always good enough
So hear me when I tell you
For this is not a bluff
Together we will be soon enough
Ever lasting love
Fit tight like a glove
Our entire trip
Is True Friendship
In Fate's HandsIn Fate's Hands:In Fate's Hands11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We have so many plans
That keep our feet to a stand
A plan well written
From here to great Britain
So please don't be smitten
Here with you now
Nothing else I will allow
Always you and I
Seeing eye to eye
Some roads are tough
Others are rough
Though the lines in our palm
Bring us to calm
For we have so many plans
Right in Fate's Hands
AloneWhy must i be so alone?Alone5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Is this just another forsaken chapter in this book?
Stuck in limbo, my palms sweat
My pulse quickens, why do you use this as a threat
What have i done that wronged you?
All i said was that i loved you
But instead like a wretched hag
You chilled my heart and made my shoulders sag
This blinding darkness and deafening silence
What you did angered me to violence
You finally did it, you made me hate you
Now be forever lonely, I curse you!
For AaronI see you walking down the hallwaysFor Aaron5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I say hi
You say hi
But there is so much more that I want to say
I want to say I’m sorry for my mother pulling the mom chat
For going with you into your room
For shutting the door
For listening when you told me to come here
For the kiss on the hand
For this kiss on the neck
For the kiss on the lips
I’m sorry you said I’m sorry
I’m sorry for thinking we were dating
I’m sorry for making you think that you were fucking crazy when we kissed
I’m sorry for wasting my time crying over you
I know you wouldn't want me to
I’m sorry for asking you if you hated me
I’m
Sta.sh
