

Words of LoveI read beautiful words of love everyday. Why then can I not word a romantic poem,Words of Love
That will ryhme, and voice the verses I would call my own? I can draw the most amazing pictures through vivid imagery And yet I can't write a worthwhile word or romantic poetry. I wish to worship the love bestowed unto me From the heart of my lover with perfectly worded accuracy Of what our love creates, nurtures, and restores. I want to write a poem for him that'll break down many doors That present themselves to be boundaries that limit the merit I give to him. To put it simply I would state that I a


TimeInteresting how time is measured isn't it? One day you are in the midst of June And the next your falling face down Into the cold embrace of December! Everyday that passes, I sit at my window In my leather chair, sipping some sort of tea That suits my temporary moods fancy, Pondering the gifts that have been given me each day.Time
Is there really any way to preserve a moment in time? Can we revisit a point that's past, can it be done? One answer always wiggles its way into my open mind. Simply a memory can retrieve the breath lost to lifes flight. Memorys, though they


An Ode to FriendsSomedays I forget how lucky I am to have caring friends. Friends who would do seeminly anything for me. I owe them a debt to which I could never Fathom to repay, besides offering to them What they have offered to me. The quench of hungerAn Ode to Friends
For love, A forgiving family. A family that will accept me like no other Like a bond of blood as strong As a sister or a brother. My friends offer unto me The gentle touch that I would have from a lover, The advice I would recieve from my father or my mother, And the shoulder I always need when I am unstable on My feet, about to fall ove


An ode to Former LoveI haven't heard you voice in the longest time. Your the someone to whom I loved for quite awhile. But, he knows how it feels to fall so far it hurts. He knows how it feels to recieve the broken fragments Of his own heart, like I had recieved mine. You left me in the dark, hun, but I forgive you. You were scarred and scared and not in the right mind. I forgive that you broke your vow of loving me For the rest of time. For if I held you true to your vow, Even now would I still be broken and lost. A searching soul bleeding and forgotten.An ode to Former Love
Somehow I recieved my sanity,


ride on the undergroundride on the underground
hunched creature rattling: a snake in a rat-trap shrieking like a banshee it throbs along a thick tunnel licks the curving walls away sweating against them, eats through gravel, wormlike— skeleton bones howl and snap: taca-ta-taca-ta-taca-ta spitting through a dank fissure clenched to ranks of tracks. inside, hanging people shudder swaying together, knocked like stones in a tumbler; old arthritic bones cracking and twisting a cold metal body.


Blackened WorldAs I stand in this Desert vast From the Heat I feel the blast And the waves of sands do wind Like the endless serpentineBlackened World
This Desert stands round A burial ground
In this jungle I exist Amgost the trees and ancient mist And the trees do collapse and crawl Each praying a fate escaped but none will be blessed at all
This barren ground stands aghast An epitaph for those who failed to last
In the waters I obsess Within the waters I caress And play witness to all that’s foul As each sea creature dies with scowl An angere


The GlanceWhen you find river, It's winding through. Hear simple silence, And plunge into. When you find woman, That you adore. There's no possesion, You are all her.The Glance
The words, I love you, are too misused. And silence whispers, don't be bemused. I love you honey, That's easy way, But when you feel me, you cant fly away.
The dirty manners of those who lie, Can wound you baby, can make you cry. When you're in love, you cannot say, You cannot whisper or tell her: Hey.
Instead of all, your power beats, It makes her hear, and she competes. The stunning,
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To be or not to be?
meh, lets just eat some pancakes and call it a day.
Clubs: *RawEm0tion ~PoeticPeace ~PoeticPath ~da-library ~Writers-Guild-DA *degrees-of-love *WordCount *LiteraryUnderground
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"Those who never take anything too seriously have a distinct advantage over those who do"
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To be or not to be?
meh, lets just eat some pancakes and call it a day.
Clubs: *RawEm0tion ~PoeticPeace ~PoeticPath ~da-library ~Writers-Guild-DA *degrees-of-love *WordCount *LiteraryUnderground
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"Those who never take anything too seriously have a distinct advantage over those who do"
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To be or not to be?
meh, lets just eat some pancakes and call it a day.
Clubs: *RawEm0tion ~PoeticPeace ~PoeticPath ~da-library ~Writers-Guild-DA *degrees-of-love *WordCount *LiteraryUnderground
Happy valentine's day!!
<3
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Sometimes, when I laugh, boogers spew out from my nose. And then I have to wipe them. In public.
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"Let your words be fitting".
Inferno Canto X
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