Poetry

baby, baby, baby

baby, baby, baby, I'ma gonna make you love me,
A, B, C, baby, It's as easy as 1, 2, 3,
When a man loves a woman, Lovin' is all I got,
but we got a thing that's called "radar love".

I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you.
Baby close your eyes and listen to my music
While we skipped the light Fandango,
with all my lovin', I'll be there for you.

I don't care who you are, Where you're from,
What you've done, as long as you love me,
You and I forever, finally we'll be free.
Hey, like a bridge over troubled water,
I'll be there for you.

I knew you'd love me as long as you wanted
You don't have to say, what you did,
what you did, what you did, but I thank you.
With each moment the more I love you--Crush me.

Ain't got nothin' but love babe, Eight days a week
I can't stop loving you, I said I made up my mind
Every step you take, I'll be watching you,
Dream lover, until then I'll go to sleep and dream again

2007-07-19 06:05:41 · 9 answers · asked by Dancing Bee 6

Where is that rasor toothed beaver face anyway?

Welcome Y!New Fish.

Green grinner
From Stinky river
From under the bridge
He’s quite a sinner

A magical beast
With the toothiest grin
Don’t look in his speedo
There’s nothing to see

He was smited And he rose
Reincarnated as a horse
Picking his potato nose
Watch him now he’ll strike a pose

What a green toothed little bugger
Always starting up the trouble
Christian forums, mental health
He tells all to kiss his bass.

Ooooo-cha... Baracuda!

2007-07-19 03:50:20 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

THINE HEART SPEAKETH

Thou comest unto thine heart; thine dove.
speaketh unforsaken words; comest love.
Thine eyes cast unto thee thine soul.
Bestowed tis ; thy glow; knowest thine goal.

Cometh afar; thine giveth thine all.
Unto thine soul; na beget pains call.
Pleasure hast na comfort; cast forth.
Bringeth unto ye; na cold frometh north.

Cast na dark shadows upon thine heart.
Burneth thine soul, burneth thine heart.
Bringeth unto ye thou blessed soul.
Tis na thou comfort, thou only goal?
Giveth comfort, tis thin presents tis ye.
Speaketh not shallow speech; blessed me.
Taketh na spoken words; brighteth light.
Dark thine lonely heart; ye maketh bright.

Showeth na hate, hateth na thou brother.
Bestowed unto thee; warmth thy mother.
Unto thine heart speaketh; forsaken trust.
Cast thou heart upon thine body; na rust.

Forsaken not; thine soul giveth love.
Na spoken unto thee; words transend above

copywritten : 2004

2007-07-18 20:54:20 · 9 answers · asked by Rennis Garigin G 2

You held my hand,
And helped me to stand,
When I thought I was through,
You did that,
I said this,
Screams blew threw walls,
But the moment I called,
You were there to make sure I didnt fall,
You remember all the days,
Good and bad,
Strong and sad,
Even when you made me mad,
You still keep me glad,
Wrong and right,
Love and hate,
Throughout those fights,
We still see eye to eye,
We can never say goodbye,
The universe could fall from space,
Gravity could come unlaced,
We could even fall out of grace,
Time and space,
Could give us age,
In the end,
We're always friends,
Youre the one I stay awake with at night,
And tell about the guy I met and how mom and I got in a fight,
In the end your the one whos side Im by,
Because we're sisters in the end.

2007-07-18 18:43:34 · 10 answers · asked by Sh00ting_St@r! 4

In My sisters Eyes


I don't know what my sister see
I will never know where the light
in her eyes come from she makes
bad look better her smile lighst a
thousand candles

In my sisters eyes I see my future
Who I want to be In her eyes everything
is perfect I wish I could see one day with her eyes

My sister is The one person worth a million words
Through her eyes she sees no bad everything is what she makes colorful and Bright I wish I could see what she sees

She is only 4 and her world Is amazing it glorifies all that is buity and that is radiant

It's her eyes that dream the dreams of love
It is those eyes that see the angels oh I
wish I had my sisters eyes

2007-07-18 15:45:13 · 4 answers · asked by Karie 2

Can we walk ever so quietly,
light footed on the lonely mudbricks?
The night is young our clothes just right;
you in all lace and I in a velvet hush.
My heart is restless and the skyis so blue...
Can we walk these slow paces just me and you?

2007-07-18 14:53:35 · 4 answers · asked by meredith 3

Born to fly (if I were)
If I had wing I could fly if I had wings I would be free to go places and explore I see the sky and wonder why we don't have wing to fly I feel I was born to Fly If I were and angel I could save lives cause I was born to fly When the day is done and darkness falls I watch as the eagles Fly and Ask God why I don't have wing cause I was born to fly


What do you think

2007-07-18 14:02:06 · 7 answers · asked by Karie 2

How is everyone today? Just wondering. ;D

2007-07-18 10:09:26 · 27 answers · asked by IslandOfApples 6

The majority of posts in the poetry section seem to be requests for opinions on poems. I am curious to know what you think makes a poem good. Do you look for particular themes, vivid imagery, depth of intellectual exploration, adherence to form, cleverness, grammatical correctness, and/or something else? (If you want to go so far as to say what makes a poem great, that could be fun too.)

I am not looking for a particular "right" answer here. Just tell me what you think, and why.

2007-07-18 08:49:18 · 20 answers · asked by Jeff R 4

Please give your feedback on the following poem i wrote:
The title is "Poetry....what a Joke"
Anyone Can Write a Poem.
Anyone can do it so therefore how can be talent.
Anyone can put a few sentances together that may not even be related to each other.
Anyone who gets paid to write poems is overpaid.
Anyone who enjoys poetry has too much time on there hands.
Anyone who selects Poetry in todays economy as a career choice is destined to be a starving artist.
Anyone who encourages others to write poetry are doing it to get others to waste their time so they can get an edge in todays economy.
Anyone who reads peoms is wasting thei time as they could instead educate themselves with books and tv.
Well Thats my poem, let me here how great it is. By the way Maybe I am a natural, that poem took me about 30 seconds to create.

2007-07-18 04:59:20 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

The Human Seasons

FOUR Seasons fill the measure of the year;
There are four seasons in the mind of man:
He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear
Takes in all beauty with an easy span:
He has his Summer, when luxuriously
Spring's honey'd cud of youthful thought he loves
To ruminate, and by such dreaming high
Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves
His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings
He furleth close; contented so to look
On mists in idleness - to let fair things
Pass by unheeded as a threshold brook.
He has his Winter too of pale misfeature,
Or else he would forego his mortal nature.

2007-07-18 04:52:08 · 5 answers · asked by Ammu 1

... first one gets best answer

2007-07-18 04:14:07 · 8 answers · asked by Lily Lenore 1

Nothing can describe
exactly what I'm feeling
That pain continues still
But there's something more revealing,
The pain is very strong
It's caused by sadness and depression
There's more the to story
Not meant by intention,
The feeling is undescribable
As if I'm losing control
Nothing matters to me
My life is put on hold,
My heart is getting weaker
No way can I survive
The breath is going cold
Knowing I'm going to die,
The life which I lead
Seems to have no meaning
Nothing can be said
No more change of relieveing,
Becoming so very tired
No matter how hard I try
The emotion is taking over
The tears cannot be dried,
Colors start to blend
Then they fade away
Did I serve my purpose?
Am I here to stay?,
What comes nex I ask?
Nothing around me stirs
Can anyone hear me I wonder
Then colors start to blur,
I lay in a bed
What has happened to me?
Everyone is crying
A second chance to believe,

2007-07-18 02:54:47 · 8 answers · asked by Argent 4

2007-07-18 00:31:22 · 8 answers · asked by black fox 3

2007-07-17 21:48:19 · 13 answers · asked by Anonymous

Everyone thinks they are cute from the start
Those soft stuffed toys you buy at Walmart
People set them around like they’re works of art
But when I see them I tear them apart

When no one is looking, I leap into action
Because killing stuffed toys is my passion
Come on all you people don’t you share my vision
It’s not like killing a toy will land you in prison

Can you imagine a world where the only aggression
Is unleashed in these useless creation
Come on all you people there’s nothing to question
Kill a stuffed toy, fend of your frustration !

2007-07-17 19:26:16 · 4 answers · asked by DrMichael 7

I heard this was the first line of a poem somewhere, can someone point me towards the name / author of the poem?

2007-07-17 18:16:08 · 4 answers · asked by Ethan 1

I'd never seen the grass so rank and spindly
nor seen the hedgerow sagging at my knees.
What paint remained upon the house ached peeling
parched memories, chipped decor for the breeze.

I'd never seen the windows stare so vapid
nor known a family so unabashed after they had
ruined my perfection
complete with curtains laced, ruffled and sashed.

I wanted to behold once more what shaped this
home where caring always made a stand
Instead I saw my last composite memory
had been bequeathed to time and hapless hands.

I wondered as I stepped inside my Chevy
tears flooding past their reservoir again
if there was nothing to behold but sadness
and only felt that queer, nostalgiac pain.

Would I suffer if the house was gleaming
from fresh paint to withstand the sun and wind?
Would I go off happily on seeing
the lawn is mowed, the hedgerow neatly trimmed?

2007-07-17 17:23:36 · 11 answers · asked by margot 5

Clicking sounds of a skate boarder on the street
At 12am,
Getting that bit of space needed to think clearly
And act freely

He weaves between taxis and occasional trucks
Surfing the bumps of street life
And banking the waves of uneven pavement

Smile in his eyes
With concentration on his mouth
Knowing the risks but using skill and
Savoir faire to make winding tricks
When others would quiver in fear

Occasionally the board scoots from under his feet
He jumps down firmly letting the board
Continue into danger unknown.
No fear in his face

Like life in general
He knows when to ride the wave and when to bail
Good decisions save his soul.

2007-07-17 14:55:37 · 15 answers · asked by kishoti 5

At least he tried to change it up a bit...only stole a few lines instead of the entire piece!!

I'm certain to get blocked for this one!!

Aa nother poem for Marilyn the love of my life. comments?
Posted by The Dark Prince (3 hours ago)
bleeding

Tears are flowing,
My heart is bleeding,
Why do I always,
Play with fire?
Moonlight burns,
I try to sleep,
Drowning in tears,
I turn to dust.
This anger inside,
My sick little mind,
What I can see,
weaved from my heart.
My sleep is unreal,
Dreams are my life.
Flames in the water,
Whispering trees,
Searhing for the answer,
To understand my life.
Fire in me,
burning desire in me,
We burn as guilty
As we sacrifice.
Analyze hate,
Slumbering lust,
Forget this pain,
Mistress of life.

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2007-07-17 13:32:07 · 10 answers · asked by I_hope_I_know 5

Put me to sleep you evil angel of mine,
I have nothing but darkness and a look at my shrine,
You eye me closely, your mind then wonders,
"What is this creature and why me it conjures",
But then you catch the look in my eyes,
"Ah ! it's obvious what inside you lies",
I put my head down, my eyes staring still,
This is no angel before me, it's here to kill,
From the way it look, darkness spreading around,
It's only the devil and it's me it found,
Here I stand,
The devil before my hand,
"Come with me I have what your heart desires",
My hand stretched, slowly touching his soul of fire,
Then it all was over and I couldn't see,
Where the hell am I, what happened to me,
There you were lying infront me on the ground,
A real angel, can't get there I'm just bound,
"It's your destiny to watch from a far" he said,
"You wanted to be with him even if you were DEAD !!"

2007-07-17 09:52:27 · 7 answers · asked by Noosha 2

Heartsteps

How could he betray you?
He is so cruel
You offered him the flower of your heart
Caressed its petals
Embraced its wonderful scent
And gave it all to him
What a silly fool you were
He didn’t take care of it
He didn’t put it in a nice vase with water by the windowsill
Occasionally looking upon it with love

Oh, no
He ripped apart the petals
One by one
Dropped the mess on the ground
And stomped and squished and ruined

Now you kneel before your torn heart
Picking up the pieces
Gathering them carefully as you cry
You try in vein to put it back together
But it just falls apart again

You silly fool
How could you do this to your own self?
Did you expect that his love for you
Would fix your already trouble heart?
You were so fragile
A whiff of hate would send your taped heart into scattered pieces
So why did you trust so hard?
How can you fix this mess
When you can’t take good enough care of yourself?

But I know

2007-07-17 09:16:21 · 11 answers · asked by agalicktourq 4

Let me know what you think. I submitted it to poetry.com. I have another one that I have on there also.

-Wake up-

Razorblades sliding down your wrists
Flashing life you forgot and missed
Sitting there all red and stained
Wishing all of your pain to go away

Don’t play that game
You will surely lose
Thinned blood from
The pills and booze

Wake up…
To another day
Like magic
The pain went away

2007-07-17 06:38:41 · 11 answers · asked by terd2125 2

do you like this poem?

what is love for?
it shines brighter than the sun,
it comes through all of the storms,
when you think the couds will never break,
it heals your soul when you are weak,
it makes your life way less bleak,
whenever it has done you wrong,
it comes knocking at your door,
to ask if it could have the chance,
to have you in its arms once more,
this is what love is for.

2007-07-17 06:32:12 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous

I look at you,
As you look at me,
You look so happy,
It hurts me.

You once loved me,
But that love's past,
You found new love,
That will always last.

You tried so hard,
But I said no,
Afraid to let,
My feelings show

I loved you to,
And will forever,
Even though,
you now love her better.

You said you loved me,
Now you dont.
Will I give up?
No I won't.

Even though you love her,
You once felt that for me.
And if it kills me,
I will make you see.

You will always feel,
Like you felt that time.
Deep down in your heart,
you will always be mine.

You still have that love,
Once expressed from you,
I still have my love,
and will always love you to.






and i no this will really never happens cause we going out for 9 months and i love him to death lol

2007-07-17 04:26:58 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

I am looking for a sight where I can post and read poetry ,or even a yahoo group.
do you have any suggestions.
I have opened my 360 to the public for a limited time, so that anyone interested can take a look at my latest story.
http://uk.blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-VCdjnyw6frBLUL4hNkjuiOT3kPiINOnb;_ylt=AinheuHh7SgvKdjrL9BSwDo0FOJ3

2007-07-17 02:07:02 · 4 answers · asked by kevin d 4

pls..translate the poem "Footprints in the sand". In those who are concern..plese help me in my ***. in filipino... thank you...

2007-07-17 00:43:56 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

Your smile brightens up my day
I love you in every single way
Rucha I hope you see
See that you and me are meant to be
Be togeather
Together forever
Because when ever i see you
I can't controll my heart beat
Rucha I love you
Because you are so sweet.....


Ok usalley i can write a decent poem ....but today i can't think .. my friend is in love with this girl and he wanted me to write a poem for you telling her how he feels...its hard for me to write others feelings so can anyone fix this poem up or make a good poem that i can give him i dont want to let him down. All i know is here name is Rucha he has known her for 2 years , he loves her smile, and her laugh, he said he loves everything about her, but he isnt going out with her yet, he just wants to let her know how he feels can anyone help????

2007-07-16 22:22:49 · 8 answers · asked by fdffhhjyuj 1

Despair

The Cry went Out
Reply was Clear
Help was Needed
No one was There
Alone and Suffering
Confusion Everywhere
Direction Turning
Internal Despair.

Disappointment Seeded
Falling to Tears
Distance Growing
No one to See
Need and Wanting
Stay where they Be
Direction Turning
Internal Misery.

Silent Conversations
Voices Everywhere
Hurt Emerging
Ho one to Hear
Doubt and Questions
Senseless Care
Direction Turning
Internal Despair.

2007-07-16 21:37:45 · 14 answers · asked by Sam 4

2007-07-16 19:47:05 · 3 answers · asked by ss57707 1