Poetry

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2007-08-06 01:21:48 · 4 answers · asked by TD Euwaite? 6

When People say it will seem like nothing next year

When you attempt to right your feelings down onto a blank page. And all you can do is think about that one thing, that one thing that turned into a million little things.

The pale grey colour that is your mixed feelings and not knowing what those feelings are only makes the fear of feeling anything deeper and deeper.

whether it is red with anger, white with sadness , or green with guilt. And the longing to let everyone no your side of the story before that deceiving angelic face opens its mouth and recites words dripping with lies and over dramatic line’s sounding so rehearsed but only you no the truth,

The Deep Emotions’ within your body wind up until they implode, And sleeplessness can onley make your cuts that turn into scars seem so un important.

and all that happens is the big black hole gets bigger and wider sucking in every last emotion and once of energy that you had left to take that deep breath in that made you feel just that much better and all you have to hope that the black hole sucks up every last bit of those emoticons that you are so longing to get rid of

whether you did do something wrong they still top it ,

but those with a face of an angel often turn into a black muddy puddle with the ripples of trouble effecting everyone that hears the story but you no the truth,

all you wish for is that it will all end, all end and go away, for you no running from the black hole will only leave it there waiting for your return, waiting to see what you have become, waiting to judge you with snaring eyes. And a curled lip, But you have no control over what this black hole will do next. All you can do is sit in the dark and wait for it.
Sit and wait………… Alone.

2007-08-05 23:28:31 · 6 answers · asked by Manny :D 1

sky color of lead
sun just departed
new moon but a crescent scratch
chorus of muezzins blesses the sun,
and welcomes the moon,
echoes off the sea, pleading song
of ages past... reverberating,
echo of faith, words eternal
stones in the garden...
dead streets resurrected by
poetry recited by minarets...
eyelids of thousand shop shutters
lifting to gaze at the moon
and welcome passers by...
coffee touched with cardamom,
tea, strong and sweet as a kiss
fresh dates, pearls of desert palms
incense burners conjure whirling
dervishes of fragrant smoke,
gossamer of rose and sandalwood
dancing in night air...
children laughing...
a celebration of spirit,
I breath in life and remind myself
it all will be extinguished by sunrise
only to be born again,
tomorrow...
rhythm of life reversed
if only for a short time...

2007-08-05 20:11:37 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

Why, Why, Why? Why I ask to myself? Why does it fill like I'm by myself? Like it is just me here all by my little self. Why? Why would you think that I fill all alone? It's because most of the time when I turn around, all I see are these hideous frowns! Frowns that are so harsh, frowns that make me think that I do not belong. But why? I do belong here on this planet! Because my heart is as big as the Titanic! I am filled with so much love, love given to me from above. But I give it back, I am so sore from this war that I go through everyday and I ask God why? Why me? Then he answered me. But then he asked me a question. He asked me why? Why do I go through this everyday? Billions of prairs every single day! After all I gve to yaw! I mean I gave my son for all of yaw's sins! But if you want to know why, than ask him! He'll tell you that he loved us so much that he would give his son for all of our sins in Jesus name I pray amen. I got off my knees and set on my bed, raised up my head

2007-08-05 18:51:29 · 6 answers · asked by cox_a_well 1

its about how someone feels after someone breaks up with them

Swaying through golden hearts,
When it ends, greif overcomes,
The victim becomes,
Broken, in despair,
Hating life for being so unfair,
Shattered into many parts.

Feeling no reason to move on,
Dreaming in the past,
Of a relationship that was supposed to last,
Forgetting everything, confined in desolate fears,
Daily shedding many tears.

This is a ballad of pain and sorrow,
Written for those, hurt and hollow,
Thrashed by one simple word,
Goodbye, all is lost when that is heard,
Rays of joy shone on them before,
Now, pain inflicts forevermore.

2007-08-05 17:40:15 · 12 answers · asked by Anonymous

The last 8 lines are PRICELESS!!!
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with King, nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And, which is more, you'll be a Man, my son!!

2007-08-05 16:54:06 · 5 answers · asked by stlsigma2 1

What you offered straight to me
With a smile for the last time
Was just so beautiful
That I gave way to tears

Surely, that day
The two of us touched love

We sought for each other
Lost ourselves at times
And found each other at last
So whatever result may be waiting for us

It's nothing but
Destiny

In the sky you set out for
Stars are shining tenderly upon me

Stay by my side, my love
Crossing over time and changing your shape
You see? The future we haven't yet seen
Remains here like this

Stay by my side, my love
Crossing over time and changing your shape
The future we haven't yet seen
Remains here

Trust me, my love
You live within me
So I'll never
Say good-bye to you

Surely, that day
The two of us touched love

2007-08-05 16:17:18 · 14 answers · asked by Chris 2

Days go by so quickly
Nights go by so slow
Laying awake in my bed
I wonder why you had to go

You never looked back
The day you left me like that
You said you’d never forget
Our ride to the moon

Way up high
Above the heads of our friends
We were the only ones there
Way up on the moon

Your eyes were diamonds
So sapphire blue
Your smile sent me somewhere
I think it was the moon.

So far away that was
So long ago, too
I wonder if it has changed
As I stare up at that moon.

2007-08-05 15:42:48 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous

Your touch is silk, up and down my arm you move.
The heat pulsating from the tips of your fingures
radiating through my body as if caught by 120.
Why would you have what i have been searching for.
In todays world you are old school and I love you..

2007-08-05 14:38:11 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

i would like to know one of your favorite short poems, sayings, or lyrics. It can be one you made up or one well known. Please put the author if known....thanks in advance

2007-08-05 13:30:14 · 21 answers · asked by pianoplayer4life 4

The following, which are NOT classical haiku, but only follow the syllable count and structure, are intended to examine some banal or cotidian moments:

-You are really smart.
-No, not me. I'm just Jewish.
-Ha, ha, ha! Wise guy.

-What do you know, man?
-Not much of nothing, homie.
-Same old summer life.

I sit watching cats.
Three tabbie kits in a cage.
Licking, licking, calm.

2007-08-05 13:23:16 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

http://www.fictionpress.com/~evilfluffiness Some of them are stories, but those are longer so you'll probably just want to review a poem, if you read anything.

2007-08-05 12:14:12 · 3 answers · asked by redundantredundancy 3

Can you feel the storm coming?
Do the waves splash water all over your sacred land?

Do the winds make you glance
Into
the sky
Oh, My!

Can you feel the storm coming?
Can you feel the storm coming?

Do the once calm breezes
Show signs of all the seasons
Is the wind like a riot
Is the sky up for grabs?

Do some birds go one way
Do other birds go other ways

Who stays?

Is the sky just like a screen
Is the wind just like static
Do the animals see then flee
Does the sea seem erratic?

The shutters get shut
By the winds that are flapping
The shutters go both ways
They don’t know what’s happening

The storm owns the body

And the storm can hush the mind

SURVIVAL IS KEY!
IT’S SHELTER ONE MUST FIND!

Unless you the have guts
To stare down the wind
But let’s be real
Do you think you can win?

Either way, all is refreshed after the storm…

© Johnny Lopez
2007

2007-08-05 11:18:44 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

It's the thought
Of that gentle grip
And sweet smile
That tears me in two

I still hear your giggles
Your childish laugh
And then your cries
When I was out of your view
For just a moment

I remember putting my arms
Around you
And scooping you up
Wiping your little brow
Telling you
Everything is all right

Well don't you feel alone
Never alone again

Your journey on this plane
Was not meant to be
But take my love
To guide you on

Just look back on your voyage
And I'll be there
Catch and keep my smile
Like I keep yours

The dark shadows have gone
The shining, the twinkling
Of the light
Is there for you
To follow

And I will help
To guide you
Your journey is not endless
My love is

I only wish
You could have stayed
Long enough to understand
How to say
Goodbye mummy and daddy

2007-08-05 11:08:46 · 12 answers · asked by Dave H 1

"a politician is interested in holding you in his spell only untill you go to the polls, where as the poet asks you to elect him for at least a thousand years"(karl shapiro an american poet and critic)

2007-08-05 09:28:34 · 2 answers · asked by geyamala 7

"No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher".

2007-08-05 08:49:14 · 3 answers · asked by geyamala 7

I'm looking for poems or quotes which teach me how stupid worring about what others think is. Please help. Thanks.

2007-08-04 16:27:45 · 7 answers · asked by Chris 2

In this revolving door
Am I forever trapped
The path to get out
Not yet mapped
Round and round I go again
Looking for my escapes
Repeating parts of my life
Unfortunately most of it mistakes
I know theres more
Outside this revolving door
Some of which I've seen before
Yet still no sign of escape
Round and round I go again
I see myself eye to eye
Asking the question
Will I get out before I die
Would I answer the question, no
Feel theres no time to slow
Round and round I go again
Very tired now
Need to escape
I know theres a way out
Of this horrible place
I'm determined to find it
Put my mind and body at ease
I can't wait to try out
Let me out of here please.

2007-08-04 16:09:44 · 4 answers · asked by kidfisher420 1

The youngest said ''daddy!''
he just ignored..
the oldest said ''daddy!,
..daddy im bored''
he yelled leave me alone.
-dont talk to me.
-get outa my house,
-and leave the key.
the gurls were homeless.
didnt no what to do
so they called there mom,
she said ''i dont wantchu!''
they sat under a bridge
cold and hungry
fell asleep in tears
saying daddy were sorry


2.) what can i do
to make this come true.
he is my everything
my nickname is boo.
he does not understand
i want this to last
i broke his heart once
he needs a cast
iv told him im sorry
he dont seem to care
**** this ****
lifes not fair.

2007-08-04 14:49:59 · 10 answers · asked by nicky 1

Take my hand and lead me to your heart.
I want to feel your dreams that shine light in the dark.
Your smile caresses my soul and makes my life complete.
Your love has changed the way I feel; I am no longer me.
You have made me a follower in your angel parade.
You have given me wings to fly through each day.
I imagine us together for the rest of our lives.
We have so many memories and so many happy times.
To feel this way is something new.
I give my world, my life, and my heart to you.
I will never break a promise; I intend to keep all.
If you are ever in need I will not let you fall.
The truth of the matter is that I love you.
Forever and always my love will be true.

It's for my BF :)

2007-08-04 14:46:13 · 14 answers · asked by Susan 3

The following poem is from Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman. I know that the interpretation of a poem differs from individual to individual, but I just wish to gather others' opinions.

I Was Looking A Long While

I was looking a long while for Intentions,
For a clew to the history of the past for myself, and for
these chants--and now I have found it,
It is not in those paged fables in the libraries, (them I
neither accept nor reject,)
It is no more in the legends than in all else,
It is in the present--it is this earth to-day,
It is in Democracy--(the purport and aim of all the past,)
It is the life of one man or one woman to-day--the average
man of to-day,
It is in languages, social customs, literatures, arts,
It is in the broad show of artificial things, ships, machinery,
politics, creeds, modern improvements, and the
interchange of nations,
All for the modern--all for the average man of to-day.

2007-08-04 14:16:30 · 5 answers · asked by Mrceptible 1

I have all these thoughts
running thru my head
like a busy manhattan street
with no lights red
my moods are changing
at a fast unsteady rate
I'm miserable,I'm happy
I'm tired,I'm great
my mind is literally wearing me out
but I am not done yet
it won't knock me out
the bell has rung
time for another round
I will do everything I can
not to fall down
one on one my ill mind
is undefeated
but I've promised myself
I will beat it

2007-08-04 14:12:57 · 12 answers · asked by kidfisher420 1

Smile Forever
By Semper Fi 83
8/4/07


I would give anything,
To see you smile forever.
What kind of glue could I use,
To keep you and me stuck together?

You are the sunshine,
That brightens up my sky.
I know how Adam felt,
Cause you're the apple of my eye.

No pun intended,
You'd never feed me sin.
You're the woman that I married,
My precious Jacqueline.

More than a song,
You're more like my soundtrack.
When things go wrong,
I know you have my back,
My front, my sides,
You have everything covered.
More than my wife,
You're my friend and my lover!

What can I do to make you smile forever?

2007-08-04 13:16:02 · 13 answers · asked by Anonymous

Every time you come around my cheeks turn cherry red,
I don’t know what to say and I have no clue what you just said,
My stomach fills with butterflies,
As I stare deep into your deep blue eyes,
I start to shiver and my hands they shake,
When I think about you as I lay awake,
You make me feel warm and whole,
If only you understood the heart you just stole.

2007-08-04 12:14:23 · 17 answers · asked by Karleigh 2

They hated me in the beginning
they said I was too tall, I was ugly
They also said the work of vincent, and all the gents in his select group, was awful
but now they adrore me, and him and all his peintres friends too
Now i am beautiful, now I am an icon
the very symbol of the place, everyone in the city,country, for that matter everyone treats me like royalty
I'm usied in films, photos, magazine
all this at 118 years of age
who am I???

2007-08-04 11:10:42 · 6 answers · asked by vlatkovic2@sbcglobal.net 2

I'm sure it still needs work, but I think I'm getting closer! Any advice on stanza breaks?

How like voices
the rain sounds tonight,
like the hard whisper of prophets,
the truth of the finite
in each breaking drop.

How sobering,
to feel yourself
at the center of this:
Blossoming Death.
How strange
to be within
That which grows
within you,
and the scent is not sweet.

The whole reach of death.
The slipping of skin
the cracking of bones,
the accumulation of creases,
between
the burden of knowledge
and the terror of mystery
we, in darkness,
lie.

What words are there
for a mother who must
release her child?
She sits even now,
empty, open arms
longing to embrace
that which left them empty.

2007-08-04 10:12:53 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

I wonder what’ll happen next,
I wonder who I’ll meet.
Who will leave me behind?
Who will catch me when I face defeat?

The road is long and winding,
The end of the book not in sight.
Life continues on,
And I’m wishing with all my might.

Let me live a day longer,
Let me change someone in a good way,
I hope I’m doing things right,
Oh, how I pray.

Let my life be worth it,
Let me live, just for today.
I hope I do some good,
Oh, how I pray.

This life can be so short,
How much can we do?
When you’ll always have yourself,
There’s only so much you can lose.

I hold out my hand,
Won’t you take it?
I offer you my help,
Take it as you see fit.

I wonder how much time we have,
I wonder if it’s enough to make a change.
Maybe we’re not supposed to do it all in one lifetime,
Maybe we have to rely on others to pass on the exchange.

The road is long and winding,
The end of the book not in sight.
What if we get it all wrong?
All these things I wonder alone at night.

There’s only so much to lose,
But oh so much to gain.
I pray I can get this life right,
I’ll have to take it step by step and page by page.

2007-08-04 09:47:19 · 6 answers · asked by ~S~ is for Stephanie! 6

A little boy looks up and sees a future untold
he is a star and his voice a symphony
he has a wish , he wont tell it to me
he will only tell it in his dreams

A little girl, small town they want her to be
To lose her smile and put on that agony
she has a wish she wont tell it to me
she will only tell it in her dreams

When they throw their stones at you
don't come undone
when they bow their heads to you
please do not succumb

don't let them take your dream away
keep it on your own
cause they can say anything
but you can overcome

2007-08-04 08:17:17 · 10 answers · asked by Sunshine 2

Cry…
I fell.
I fell for you.
Why can’t I get up?
When I can’t cry.
I feel like crying.
Tonight I can’t help you.
But could you help me.
For one last chance,
Can I be saved?
Can I cry tonight?
In your arms.
Can you take my pain away?
Away from me.
Wipe my dried tears from my cheek.
Let me cry for you.
Let me die for you.
Can I hate you once again?
Or do I just forgive and forget.
I don’t want to be numb.
So I cry.
Cry for the broken.
Cry for the shame.
Cry for you.
Cry and try to forget.
My anger is purely sympathetic
But never has this cut been so deep.
So why feel nothing.
If your blood is already running.
If I cry much longer,
Would I hurt much longer?
Could you save me?
‘Cause this numbing won’t last much longer.
The drugs wear away.
My heart does the same.
Cry please.
Without your tears, I have no one to blame.
So I cry for the broken.
And I cry for the shame.
So I cry for you.
And I cry for me.
Without you’re love, I will cry and embrace.
As I fall.
As I fall from grace.

2007-08-04 08:07:54 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous

www.myspace.com/johnmalmborgpoetry
There are five there

2007-08-04 05:56:23 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous