| Poetry People| Poetry Site| #1| #2| #3| #4| #5| Forum| Webring| HOME I remember Full of life she remains in my soul Her tender face still fresh on my hands Days filled with every move she made So graceful she walked though my mind Thankful for the time we spend together As I talk to her still hearing her voice Laughter she brought to life I remember Smiles so bright the sun dare not compete Her every dream I wanted to make real Her every want I wanted to fulfil Yes my love you are everything to me You are my days and nights, my life Her soft sweet kiss on my lips, timeless I remember you my love every day Her eyes twinkle with a million stars Deeper than any ocean could dream I stand to lay flowers, my legs tremble My heart will always be yours my love I cry from my broken soul to heaven I rub the headstone from beneath she lay. E.Lane KINDNESS KINDNESS IS A SPECIAL '"GIFT." A WAY TO BE...A TREASURE. IN BEING KIND TO OTHER'S, WE FIND GOD'S PEACE...HIS PLEASURE. SO "UNWRAP IT," AND GIVE IT AWAY, YOU'LL KNOW THAT WHEN YOU DO, THIS '"GIFT" YOU'VE GIVEN OTHERS, WILL COME RIGHT BACK TO YOU. ***DEBORAH A. MUSCANELLI WWW.POSIESNPROSE.COM The Comfort Of The Blues I cant hide the fact that im real mad at ya, and its taking my best not to lash out at ya, I try to stay away cause I know the conflict is my worst fear, and I take shelter in my room to avoid the tears, my heart is heavy and my lips must express my pain, i sit alone and play long tones as my anger refrains, I think I owe it to you horn, I have to play my dues, as i lean back and relax in the bliss of the blues. Mewsicalmike (michael williams) Fifteen Knocked up at fifteen, She still isn't staying clean. Her parents kicked her out, now she just roams about. She turns to the streets, as she takes her first custmer all she can do is weep. Nine months later in the delivery room, the doctor says the baby is in doom. Born with a brain all out of wack, all because the mother couldn't stay away from crack. People ask where is the father, He says from his jail cell "why should I bother". C.P.S. takes the child, the mothers emotions are all to wild. She just wants to get back to her job, she doesn't even sob. She had to have her crack one last time, now she lies in the ground as silent as a mime. Things like this happen everyday, just not all in the same way. As sure as the earth spins round, everything becomes more and more unwound. Jessica Hope GOODEVENING... Tonight I leave you my dear... Now when you call no one will answer... Tonight you will be alone with your tears... For I shall be with another... Tonight I leave you my dear. Today I come to visit you my sweet... The past is gone the future lays near... Please, do not ask where I have been... Or whom I have been with... For today, I come to visit you my sweet. Time goes on and there you sit... Minutes of wonder... Seconds of thoughts... Finally, I smiled and you agreed... I don't know why I ever went... Time goes on and there we sit. jak why do i even try? why do i even try it comes and goes it builds and falls it smiles then frowns upon me you are wise to be a fool but i only wanted a taste the candle to be lit a smiling face leads me away blocks me out opens my heart only to make it bleed again longing for more wanting waiting watching the sunrise only to see it set again so is love. under the moon is my drive under the moon and stars this love keeps me alive; yet only my love. your love i cannot turn it it is shaped and cannot be crooked to be fruitful and true and only to you; you who i lack you who are unnumbered you among many. and so as the sunrise;i search again Author Unknown Haunting I think its crazy the way you haunt me, Creeping up into my mind like some fat spider Paralyzing me with its kiss. I feel crushed by your presence. You wrapped me in you. Im surrounded and weaponless. You kiss so good. Crazy how I want to be hunted by you, But you are so apathetic. Im afraid of what I want to tell you, But I know you already know, So you wouldnt understand. I dont entertain you because I try. This huge chasm between us grows bigger everyday Ands till you dont see. You dont attempt me But god how you tempt me. You believe youve reached the meridian And somehow Im still falling behind. You dont have excuses, dont want to talk. Acting like a reprobate, I still lick my lips. All sinuous and mad, Im so affected by your presence. Nothing ends, nothing begins, We are nothing, Yet we drag. Author Unknown Winter... an empty white room, she is standing in a sky blue coloured dress looking out at the falling snow, the smell of lillacs fills the air, the bare wood floors against her brown skin, her chestnut hair and pale green eyes looking up at the white cat lying on the top step, she hears the sound of birds flyin away to the warmth of the south. she sits in a white rocking chair in front of the fire place holding a goblet of red wine, her eyes sparkle in the firelight, a swith goes on and the music begins to play, outside the snow covers the path leading to the winding porch, the rabbits sniffling at the edge of the wood. it is dark now and all is quiet in the house, she is lying on the white sofa covered by the quilt her grandmother made for her when she was a little girl, she dreams of the man she loves though far away... untitled... when i hear the music i am transported to the fields and woods where the sun is bright and i am running barefoot through a cool creek followed by a girl in a flowery dress till we see the tall ships sailing away to another world as are we... what you were looking at... i remember two birds flying north, the cool rain falling on our faces, it felt good, we were on the road alone when the vw broke down, we walked to the farm house and the farmer towed the car to his place and fixed the radiator, the we helped him with the milking, he invited us to dinner, it was so good and so much of it.. we languished in the area, it was green and inviting , we picked wildflowers and found a creek to swim in, we decided to camp there, sleeping under the stars, stopping in the little town to buy supples, a little boy was trying to hold onto his dog, you tried to give him a flower and he was shy, you made him laugh and gave him a kiss on the cheek, his mom came out and we talked, it was so nice that trip, so many memories ago, two birds flyin north, the cool rain falllin on us and the sun setting behind us... angie... i was waiting at the train station and it began to snow, it was early in the morning and i thought about you, i was on my way north and had made a friend on the train , he'd been traveling for awhile since his wife had died, he said he had found a peace he'd been searching for all his life, many miles i have traveled and many people i have met, some i liked, some i didn't care for, meals and card games late into the night, quiet talks over drinks, seeing america from a window on the rails, my feet are restless and ache to go, but i stopped along the way to write this just for you, a friend from a long time ago... Author Unknown Reminising late at night reminising my day i get depressed and hope there's a better way should i pray? should i stay? i don't know but it better happen soon because if it doesn't i'm gonna be loon a crazy, a psyco, a rainman all i'm looking for is a way to understand things that happen, is it for a reason? or is God just teasin' me? i can't see, my purpose, my calling, i feel myself falling i look at my life and i start balling tears roll down my face as i look into space and try to plead my case, but, it's an endless chase for the direction i seek my future looks bleak my heart starts to leak and i feel weak but, i can never tell still i wonder, how far am i from hell? it sounds dramatic the static that i'm laying but, i'm saying it's on point i feel it with every joint in every vein with every second, i see my life drain and i can't stop it and i can't drop it i here a bell won't someone please tell? how far am i from hell? i can't go on, but , i can't stay here which way do i steer am i in first? or in last gear how far or how near to the exit? i have to get out can't you smell? can't you show? or can't you tell? how close i am to hell. written by, francisco" pancho " torres on halloween night 2000 "Your a poet and you didn't even know it" " your a poet and you didn't even know it," i've been hearing that since forever but, me consider myself a poet, never i don't got talent, i don't have rhyme all i got is a whole lot of time i write stuff cuz i feel it like, if i had banana i would peel it that doesn't make sense right? but, if i'm bored, on any given night, i'll put it on paper cuz it's safer to say it , or let it be on my mind i guess it's just a way to unwind you know, my expression i mean, it's better than a session with a shrink cuz all they make you do is think i do that too much already that's probably why my brain is like spaghetti see? there i go again i don't know how to end or begin it just flows "like a never ending river" see? even when i try it shows i really don't know what i'm doing but, i always got some brewing in the pot of my soul sometimes i prefer it broken than to have it whole cuz when your full eveything is okay you don't need words, so you have nothing to say so i'll go half and half so i can be sad, but, still have room to laugh i'll always have words, i'm sure i won't run out they'll still flow, like a broken water spout and, " a river that flows" it still sounds dumb i'll just let it come to me, until my cranium is numb so there it is, you know and i know it just cuz i like words doesn't make me a poet written by francisco"pancho"torres on march 10, 2001 IS IT ME IS IT ME OR SOMEONE ELSE I SEE AS I LOOK TO FIND MYSELF ON THIS SELFISH EARTH? ALL I SEE IS HATE AND GREED EACH ONE WANTING TO BE SOMEONE ELSE, NOT FULLY KNOWING WHO THEY REALLY ARE. IS IT ME OR SOMEONE ELSE I SEE? IS IT ME OR SOMEONE ELSE I SEE AS I LOOK IN THE MIRRORAND SEE ALL THESE DIFFERENT FACES? WHICH ONE IS ME? WHO AM I REALLY? I GET SO CONFUSED IN THIS WORLD WITH ALL THE CHANGES HOPING ONE DAY WE CAN BE AT REST. IS IT ME I SEE OR SOMEONE ELSE. I SAY HAVE PEACE AND ALLOW ME TO SEE ME. SUSAN JAMES Our Love I LOVE HOW WE LIVE THE DAYS THAT GO BY. OUR HAPPINESS AND LOVE WILL NEVER DIE. AS LONG AS WE HAVE THE LORD IN OUR HEARTS HE WILL KEEP US FROM SPLITTING APART. ACCEPT THESE WORDS AS I SAY THEM TO YOU I WILL LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND REMAIN TO STAY TRUE. SUSAN JAMES Our World Today I SURE CANT TELL WHAT IS WRONG WITH OUR WORLD TODAY I ONLY WISH TO FIND A BETTER PLACE TO STAY. THIS WORLD SHOULD LOVE ONE ANOTHER AND RESPECT EACHOTHER FIGHTING ISNT GETTING US ANYWHERE ONLY TURNING US AGAINST EACHOTHER. WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE FOR US TO REALIZE THAT EVERYTIME WE FIGHT SOMEONE IN THE FAMILY DIES? TAKE THIS TIME TO MAKE YOR PEACE AND MAKE THIS WORLD A BETTER PLACE. SUSAN JAMES Must Be Dreaming Can this be true Can it really be Is it really you Standing next to me How can this be It's just my imagination Playing tricks on me I must be dreaming An amazing fantasy The love I left behind Has finally come to me So we meet once again Never meant to be apart Through it all, this love can win Together we'll make a brand new start How can this be It's just my imagination Playing tricks on me I must be dreaming An amazing fantasy The love I left behind Has finally come to me Author Unknown December day To my brother... Sadness seeps into my heart as I recall the tears of that warm December day. Remembering your departure- joyful and sorrowful. She who brought us together ripping us apart. My soul cried endlessly in agony- Afraid for you; Afraid for me. Time went by and finally- December was here again. And, I departed as you did, that warm December day. Me, born from her who brought us apart, now searched for you. My heart was warm and full of joy when we were brought together on that cold, December day. By: Pandora March 2k1 My Everything He is my light, my sunshine, and my warmth when I'm clod, He's my King of Hearts, you know like the kind when fairy tales are told. He's my sun, my star, my lighted path that leads me through the troubles of the world, He's the oyster that hold my heart reprsented by a pearl. He's the reason for my smile and the purpose of my dreams, He's the root of my happiness, .............He's my Everything. by anonymous poet My Secret Love Where did you come from, You appeared out of the blue, It seem as though God held out his hand to me and said, here this is for you. My dreams and fantasies seem so real, You came, you stayed, And my heart you did steal. I know I dont meet your qualifications, And believe me thats cool, Though its hard seeing what Im up against With all the girls you talk to at school. If I offended you or made you feel awkward in any way Im sorry, it wasnt intentional, But you somehow you got here with this hearts of yours, So pure, so plentiful. by anonymous Poet We Listen We listen when you insult us, our thinking, our dreams, our hopes. We listen you generalize us, our ways. We listen when you compare us, not thinking we aren't Tira Banks, or Tom Cruse. We know when your disappointed in us, we know you think we have failed you even though it is you who has failed us. We hear prase allthough not enough, it is a start. Do you want to break our spirit, our hope? If you do you are succeeding by anonymous Poet E.Lane Pardon Me I may have done a few misdeeds, for which I paid a price. I now know that what I did wasn't very nice. So open your eyes so you can see; Look over my way and pardon me. Should it matter what I have done, as bad as it seems to you? I admit, what I did was wrong, but you may have done wrong, too. We roll with the wheels of justice, and only wait and see, But give some consideration to pardoning me. How much money would it cost, for you to set me free? I've languished in this cell 'til I am no longer me. A hundred grand I think I can get, to grant me my plea If I gave you more, would you pardon me? Now you may think I'm flirting with bribery, not an ethical vise, Don't let that be your hang-up, for which of us is always nice? If you can use a hundred grand, multiplied by three, I'll see that you get it, if you'll only pardon me. by Roland Coggins For more great poetry like this, click here! |