Poetry

third rose

in neighbor's well rusts old bucket 's jaw
on flowers naps summer, in the garden, silence,
from beyond the green grays old picket fence
a knot and a splinter in the sun flash
old bucket hits the mirror of water with a loud splash,
at clouds in the sky let us look through leaves
let us bring our souls so close so they can trade dreams.
the scent of roses, a bird's song and two laboring souls
and two beings hiding in the green... and in the chaos of shadows
and in the sunlight rhythm...
and when besides the soul and the flesh
there is a third crimson rose which will outlive ages ash
then let this be the rose which burns in our breast,
the third rose, other than the soul and the flesh...

2007-07-10 14:39:48 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

of that place, the most comfy of all,
hidden beneath the rumbles of my being,
laid in shambles my own self reflected misery.
the place where i met you,
on that sunny, breezy, fall day.
you took me in, yes you did.
sheltered me from my own self destructiveness,
and placed in the palms of my hands,
your heart to tend.
it grew from there.
no worries knocked on my doorstep,
loneliness took flight,
and what I knew as fear,
dissipated in mid night.

I've touched love,
more than just the fingertips.
I grasped with with both hands,
devoured the sweetness of times,
lavished in the abundance of affections,
and tasted the invincibility of time,
all the while finally comprehending the ideals of love.
There was also happiness,
the joy it brings cannot be summed,
nor can it be contained in three simiple words.

I can leave knowing what they are,
what they do,
and the purpose they bring to one another.

It's about simply being.
Simply being. ..

2007-07-10 14:20:11 · 5 answers · asked by sh480150 2

i will be choosing this song for the class that we will be discussing about different aspects of the way that poetry sounds.
And to analysis that song.
Anyway, Are there any imagery? similes or metaphors or other figures of speech? Alliteration or assonance? Tone or mood? kind of rhythm? Rime scheme?

I've looked over the web, and didn't get anything about the songs. only "wikipedia"..
Any help will be great! THANKS!

2007-07-10 13:26:53 · 3 answers · asked by Ching y 3

You came into my life
I thought that you were the light
But I wasn't right
Coz i thought you were bright

You said "I love you"
But that wasn't true
I did everything you told me to

I gave you my heart
I gave you my soul
But you gave me your only joke
And you made out with Joe next door ☺

I know the last line sound weird but i cant think of anything and im still working on adding some more stuffs, and im asking for your help on what should i change or add and if you think its good or bad..

thanks..

2007-07-10 12:24:03 · 10 answers · asked by Ms. Pwn 4

Hey, I got something for you,
Will you accept my gift?
I made it just for you,
Want to see what it is?
I didn't have much time to wrap it,
Or adorn it with a bow.
It's not in a gift bag,
It was in the window;
Of this little shop,
On that little street.
The little tag on it,
Said it couldn't be beat.
Yeah, I know what you're thinking,
You think I got scammed.
You think I got boosted,
By some clever salesmaaaaannn?
Well Listen! Close your eyes,
Hold out your hands.
This is something you need,
You've had it on demand.
Every time you cried,
Every time you hurt.
Every time you felt,
Like no one knew your worth.
For all the times you laughed,
And, oh yeah, all the times you smiled.
This ought to hold you for a long while.

My gift is HOPE!

By Semper Fi 83
7/10/07

2007-07-10 12:18:23 · 16 answers · asked by Anonymous

The foolish ponder on a life of new.
the simple hope for what the wise know is hopeless.
All that lays in the past is the rubble of crushed hopes and what ifs.
The regret of past mistakes leads to new ones.
talk of a new is foolish, for In life their are somethings that cannot be redone.

2007-07-10 11:15:04 · 4 answers · asked by vengeance45458 2

Why is Apple Pie so Good?

I don't care much for apples
and
I don't like pie crusts.
So why is apple pie so good?

2007-07-10 10:34:58 · 6 answers · asked by Johnnyboy 1

Your day went sour,
Everything went wrong.
The radio station of your life,
Seemed to skip your song.
So instead of changing the channel,
You want to cancel the show?
When you asked my opinion,
I said NO!
When you looked surprised,
I said NO! Let it flow.

Choose life,
It's the gift that you got for free.
Heartache and misery,
Won't last forever.
Neither does stormy weather.
So choose life,
Don't dwell on the yesterdays,
Or rewind the replays,
This Is Your Life,
Live it many ways.
But live!
For when you die you'll leave a space.
That will remain forever empty,
Cause YOU fill that place,
In my heart!

By Semper Fi 83
7/10/07

2007-07-10 10:16:08 · 18 answers · asked by Anonymous

As I lie here on this cold trolley,
looking up at the bright lights,
bewildered, frightened,
not knowing where I am,
wondering how I got here,
what has happened to me,
thinking about life, how hard it is,
rushing here and there,
trying to live for today,
but what are we but skin and bones,
without feelings we are nothing,
warm blood coursing through our veins,
our heart pumping relentlessly,
and as I lie there the scene changes,
no longer do I see a young man,
there lies the body of a frail old man,
the fire burns less in his eyes,
he feels not the hand gripping him,
nor the tears that fall from her eyes,
that grey old woman sitting next to him,
looking as pretty to him as she always did,
that first time they met so long ago,
the darkness descending around him,
a feeling of warmth and comfort,
of knowing that his time has come,
the life he had so filled with love,
happiness and good times he remembers now,
a tear drops he bids his loved one goodbye,
and thenI realise that man is me,
that hand is yours, the tears real,
and so what do I conclude from this
that life be it ever filled with hardships
op in the corner of one eye, twists and turns that make us strong,
is so very precious indeed to us,
but never any good without feeling

2007-07-10 10:13:51 · 8 answers · asked by liam_jones_10_10 2

i don't really care if the author is English, it can be also American, Australian...

2007-07-10 09:58:57 · 8 answers · asked by j.livingston 2

Tears of life,
laughs of strife.
Smirks and smiles,
emotional piles.
A single wink,
a face turns pink.
Crimson blush,
soft and plush.
A flip of hair,
an icy stare.
Emotional turns,
a gaze that burns.
A nervous nod,
a heavy plod.
Shrugging shy,
light steps fly.
A mother's dote,
on a suicide note.

2007-07-10 09:32:05 · 5 answers · asked by Shattered 2

Here is my first attempt at writing a ghazal:

So steady on her course she runs
Through the spongy dark of the night sky

Her pale glory smiles into every heart
Her grinning spark of the night sky

Stars dance to make her trailing swath
An amusement park of the night sky

She waxes and wanes and waxes again
As she continues her arc of the night sky

She brands my soul while she quietly crafts
An indelible mark of the night sky

If you know the form...write one. 10 points to the one that I think is the best (arbitrarily of course.)

2007-07-10 09:18:28 · 3 answers · asked by Maddog Salamander 5

Beauty marks and buisness cards
year after year...

Exchanges of words
and sudden needs for paper
'we should meet again'
you say.
I don't think it a thrill.

Beauty Marks and Silverware
month after month...

As seasons change so does your need in china,
'of course we will use these' you say.
The Irony of a yard sale.

Beauty Marks and Children
day after-stop!

What makes children a mundane part of life...?
Why must they tie you down?
Who says that when children come..freedom drains!?

So when the mundane day-after-day
effect seeps into your life...
rebel.

Kiss your son and hold your daughter until
you feel alive again...!

Take their hand and guide them into
the mundane part of life with eager
trust
that
they
will
rebel
as
well!

-Ari

2007-07-10 08:06:03 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

Can you think of some words for this space
Only the -------------- leave footprints on our hearts.

2007-07-10 07:32:28 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous

(rest of poem continued again)) sorry bout that.

He must end it now or forever he’d cry
Out of her arm he pulled the long needle with care
Took one last long deep breath of the cool hospital air
So precisely he stuck that needle to his heart
But nobody noticed as he fell onto her cart
He had unintentionally killed the one that he loved
So he took his own life to rendezvous in the Heavens above.


i know its kinda deporessing, but is it good?

2007-07-10 06:44:30 · 2 answers · asked by butterr. 2

the relationship:

as your words pierce through my heart
i weep one tear of sorrow
for that is all i have left for today
im sure there will be more tomorrow

you hurt me so bad
i didnt understand
why did you leave me
what about the first time you touched my hand

im over you know
i cant cry anymore
for the people who make you hurt
are not worth the sore

he treats me better
than you ever would
i dont play these games
no girl ever should

you want me back
i wont give you a chance
i wont leave him for you
thats not the way love does her dance

get over yourself
i will not change my mind
for i have decided
a new girl you must find

by audrey o

2007-07-10 06:17:36 · 6 answers · asked by Audrey♥ 2

2007-07-10 05:26:33 · 5 answers · asked by jenny 1

Waiting

I told you I love you, that you’re the one I care for everyday
I'm waiting for a response, please don’t delay.
I know it’s a shock, you never expected this
But I truly care for you; to be with you is what I wish.
Am I love sick, maybe, but is that so wrong
I have written poetry about you and other things including songs.

I love your smile, with those pretty eyes
I care about you so much, when will you realize?
That I will do anything for you, whatever you ask
I hope I’m not coming on to quickly, too fast.
I know that this is a surprise, because I’ve hidden my feelings to long
For years I’ve been just a friend, but is that where I really belong?

I want to be the one who shows up at your house with candy and flowers
The one who’s talking on the phone with you’re for hours and hours.
So now I’m standing here, waiting for an answer, what’s on your mind?
I will be waiting for an answer, you can tell me anytime.

2007-07-10 04:54:31 · 4 answers · asked by wat2do 1

From time to time
I stare into the mirror
Wondering if mabe
I have somehow changed
From time to time
I look into my heart
Seeing that nothing
Will ever rearange
From time to time
I tilt my head back
Look up to the sky
Feeling like, It may go on forever
But knowing, I might sometime die
From time to time
I lay down in bed
Toss and turn
Mabe there is a way
To truly rest my head
But only from time to time

2007-07-10 04:11:14 · 5 answers · asked by IslandOfApples 6

Born to live...Live to die...My way out....Suicide

2007-07-10 03:42:41 · 22 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-07-10 01:07:55 · 6 answers · asked by khyber 1

The other night while we were sleeping
My wife says hunny someones peeping
I told her to go back to bed
I never heard just what she said

She got right up and went outside
She searched around and circled wide
Then I'm hearing someone yelling
Who is there, there's no way telling

But now he's in a strangle hold
And pretty soon, he'll be out cold
I start to pry away her fingers
He's looking blue, his life now lingers

I think she's watching too much wrestling
She's seen those holds, that now she's testing
The cops got here and jumped right in
Thats better then what could have been

From what the cops saw going here
And from what she said I coluld not hear
I quess they were not too impressed
Cause he was clothed, and her undressed

2007-07-10 00:26:00 · 5 answers · asked by gary_b04901 1

if anybody wants a poem . plz tell me the topic you want . plz be specific . and plz give me inspiration for poems . thank you .bye .

2007-07-09 23:09:53 · 10 answers · asked by sheenna lee 1

Seventeen what an age in between insanity and your grave
Insanity meaning living with all of your kin
messing up your life and always at you making a grin
Then they take all your anguish and multiply it by two
But you're Seventeen what will you miss soon you'll be gone and they'll be yelling boo by the grave
I mean living in the world away from your kin
messing up your life and always giving you a grin
then it will take all your anguish and multiply it by four
So you'll be dead what will you miss soon you'll be gone and the earth will be yawning what a bore
Rain Love Wind and Rain
I'm going insane
Time to get some more
Bring it Out
and take it down
Put it on the floor
Show me How
to get some now
Boy is it a bore
Caress the Air
drag me there
God damn make it pour

2007-07-09 21:02:20 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

Are they right? Why do you come to this conclusion?

2007-07-09 18:26:09 · 19 answers · asked by Anonymous

enthusiastically accepted when it first appeared in 1985

2007-07-09 17:26:29 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

Carried to the waterfall
A place of rested gone
Where all the Grandmas, Grandpas go
A place for each and all
Drops of soothing water drip
From rocks so high and twisted
Bodies old, but hearts so young
Ladies swim, men whistle
Splashes catch against the arms
Veins bulging, peeking out
Their legs so tired, worn so quick
That's not what it's about
For at this special waterfall
Where all the elders go
We find it's not for aged at all
But instead where faded youth grows
And then we notice how the world dangles
Seeming to end in fog
Reach up and understand, it's not Earth
There's room in Heaven for all
So grab a hand and twirl around
The water's beat sounds on
Minds transformed and smiles so wide
To bad it's not for young...


I totally love writing poems!! I'm 13 by the way. Tell me what you all think!! Honesty - I can accept criticism. Besides, what can we learn from, "It was good." ?

2007-07-09 17:21:47 · 13 answers · asked by sillygoose112393 4

Letting Go

Don’t look at me with those captivating eyes
Don’t give me that flawless smile.

Why do you insist on bringing me back?
When you’re the one telling me to let go.

So when I don’t look back into those eyes
And, when my smile isn’t directed to you
That’s me letting go.

2007-07-09 16:04:16 · 8 answers · asked by wat2do 1

{Thank you truly for reading, I've been trying so many different ways of writing but, still seem more comfortable in the dark *^_^*}

All the Best, Shad @)~>~


Desolate Me....



Desolate world,
it seems to me
An invisible barrier,
no one can see
Where wicked souls,
outside they’d be
From my desolate world
And desolate me

Desolate world,
running free
Taunt through the barriers
no one can see
Would fill spare time
sarcastically
In my desolate world
For my desolate me

Desolate world,
maybe others could be
With in the barrier that
no one can see
The others who were
forsaken like me
In my desolate world
A community...

2007-07-09 15:37:01 · 7 answers · asked by ? 3

{Trying something a bit different, let me know what you think kk? I really value opinions as it's very inspirational to me personally *^_^*}

All the Best, Shad @)~>~




SHOPPIN' (AS TOLD BY A FIV3 Y3AR OLD)









I W3NT 2 TH3 STOR3 2 DAY
2 SP3ND MY DOLLAR BILL
I HAD IT IN MY POCK3T
(I THOUGHT IT WAS TH3R3 STILL)
MOMMY WANT3D 2 HAV3 IT
SO IT WOULD NOT G3T LOST
I SAID “IT’S IN MY POCK3T
I WILL B3 CAR3FUL, HON3ST!”
BUT, WH3N MOMMY AND I GOT 2 THE COUNT3R
SO I COULD BY MY GUM
I R3ACH3D INTO MY POCK3T
4 MY DOLLAR AND FOUND NON3!
MY 3ARS W3R3 G3TTING SO HOT
MY FAC3 WAS TURNING R3D!
I WAS SCRAMBLING 4 MY DOLLAR
BUT, GOT POCK3T LINT INST3AD!
P3OPL3 W3R3 IN LIN3 NOW
I FROZ3, I GOT SO SCAR3D!
TILL I F3LT MOMMY TAP M3 AND SAY,
“I HAV3 YOUR DOLLAR H3R3”
WH3W, I AM SO LUCKY
2 HAV3 A MOMMY LIK3 H3R
IF SH3 HAD’NT FOUND MY DOLLAR
I WOULD’V3 CRI3D, I WAS SO HURT.
SO N3XT TIM3 W3 GO SHOPPIN’
MOMMY CAN HOLD MY MON3Y
CAUS3 2 A FIV3 Y3AR OLD, MISSIN’ A DOLLAR
IS’NT V3RY FUNNY!

2007-07-09 15:24:47 · 7 answers · asked by ? 3