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by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories:
abuse, anger, betrayal, emotions, psychological, spoken word
Why do people, want to cause
Other people pain
Where is the Love
That will break the chain
Someone says something
Then it's tit-for-tat
I've played this before
We all know the score
Now who's up at bat
I think it's time, for us to play
The self healing game
Before there's no one, left
Around to blame
One that's more thoughtful
And much less insane
Let's reach for the Sun
And help everyone
Come out of the rain
All we have, is this fleeting chance
To get this right
No time for jealousies
No time to fight
Don't say, that you're sorry
Don't seek to forgive
Just start here today
And throw it away
And learn how to live
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
allusion, art, beauty, history, love, psychological
Come to my boudoir Cheri
I am here all for thee
In red and lace
I shall entangle you will love
Entice you with lust
Tease you till desires run dry
You shall be the knight who rides my thigh
In the bonny highlands we shall have our romp
Meadows and fields of summer scent and breeze
I shall wrap you in my honey warmth
Mine, all mine you will be
Wrapped, entwined around my wee finger
Enslaved with love
My love
You belong all to me
by Tasha Taylor |
Categories:
boyfriend, funny love, girlfriend, psychological, relationship,
"Doctor!
Doctor!
How is he?"
"Quite terrible, Miss.
He will not survive the night,
Probably not even the hour."
"What does he have?
Terminal cancer?
Pneumonia?
Cardiac Arrest?"
"No.
It is worse then all of those.
Even combined."
"Oh no!
Can I see him?
"I imagine you can, Miss.
But that's the problem.
I'm afraid I can't treat him
Since I can't--"
"Doctor! Please tell me.
I love him.
He's my boyfriend.
We have no secrets."
"Then you may wanna sit down.
Miss, I am sorry to inform you,
Your boyfriend is ailed with
A severe case of nonexistence."
by Sandip Goswami |
Categories:
confusion, deep, humanity, inspirational, philosophy, psychological
We are learning lessons.
But why?
We don't know!
We are visiting holy places.
But why?
We don't know!
We are reading holybooks.
But why?
We don't know!
We are writing poetry.
But why?
We don't know!
We are making atomic weapons.
But why?
We don't know!
We are falling in love.
But why?
We don't know!
We are living in the world.
But why?
We don't know!
We are thinking thoughts.
But why?
We don't know!
We are human beings.
But why?
We don't know!
We know nothing about life,
Although we are conscious people.
'Why' is an unanswered adverb in our life..
SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA
by Sharon Gulley |
Categories:
cancer, caregiving, deep, garden, mentor, psychological
In a summer of lastingness, long ago,
what you had in store for me my love,
I could've never known.
Through the depth and channels
of the heart, you have shown me
life begins, where the loving starts.
Like an unfolded rose growing in the
morning's misty dew, you feed me
and then sheltered me as I grew.
If I stood before you today my love
you would see a full rose in bloom,
not at all hindered by gloom.
A strong stem, no regrets, no sorrow.
Only togetherness with you, full of
brighter tomorrows.
Thank you for all you planted in the
garden of my hardened soil.
A summer of lastingness has forever
brought tenderness instead of toil.
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
art, friendship, history, holocaust, perspective, psychological
remember
when childhood held dreams
remember
when friends where real
remember
Anne Frank, child betrayed
remember
when poetry spoke of the heart
remember
when the psycho penetrated with dart
remember
those who tell tales true
remember
the kiss of love? or
the kiss of deceit
remember
evil hides in rainbows
goodness dances with lightning
I will remember hearts of kindness
not the man spreading blindness
remember
yearn for happier times
not July, only youths summertime
illusions that once made us happy
Now devour our minds
by Diana Dinca |
Categories:
lost love, love hurts, meaningful, metaphor, philosophy, psychological
I’ve got poison on my lips
And in my glass, red wine.
I’ve got you in my bloodstream
And this porcelain heart of mine.
I’ve got oceans in my veins
And to sail them, you alone.
I’ve got a blood-stained hurricane
And you wear my poison as cologne.
You’ve got a storm beneath your skin
And then a storm’s what you become.
I’ve got my fire to remind you
Who burned and made you come undone.
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by Janis Medders Tobechi |
Categories:
emotions, fantasy, psychological,
Another World
Take a step into a world
where manic fantasies unfurl
and see the hopeless hope again
and live a dream within the brain
grasping neuron’s elevation
for some positive sensation
that resembles normal life
yet with just a hint of strife
which is that it won’t exist
in any form other than this.
Mania moves to make it so
and fills the face with radiant glow
as if a love was near around.
You must buy a wedding gown.
When everybody who you know
says that this just isn’t so
Reality, a step away
acted out in drama play.
Mistaken often for a rage
but grandiosity on stage.
Euphoria on disbelief
sheltered from the truth or grief.
10/26/17
by Aqua Marine |
Categories:
psychological, relationship,
Curator's canvas primed white
Pure white and found wanting
a common subject to decant-
Man and Woman, in waiting.
Once laurel-wreathed,
Now ceremonially decadent.
Not a word, True Love breathed...
Recoiled lives once ravelled
will be parallel lives travelled
in convoluted loving.
And truer twisted hating.
Posted: 21/07/2018.
(This is about the love/hate aspect that unravels what could be good relationships.)
by Dakota Williams |
Categories:
child abuse, hurt, mental health, psychological, sad love, self
I tremble before you, my vying emotion
I thought I could be loved with complying emotion
My mirror used to love my sight
there is no more of that undying emotion
Neglect tore at me, scattering me into shards
This whole life of mine is fragmented by self-denying emotion
Love is what you give away
To anything but my trying emotion
If you came back it'd be too late-
You permanently left the scar of dying emotion
by M. L. Kiser |
Categories:
appreciation, confidence, courage, faith, introspection, psychological
B Believe in yourself
E Everyone need someone to believe in them
L Love yourself and have faith in your own value
I In God’s eyes you are a facet of his diamond
E Every soul shines and you’re no less
V Visualize your light piercing
E Every dark night and believe what you see shining from within.
Written: 3-11-19
For: "Writing Challenge, March 2019- Inspirational Acrostic - Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Dear Heart
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
anger, break up, dark, hurt, lost love, psychological
When will that deafening silence stop
When will the gnawing craving disappear
And the pointless waiting stop
Is it a crime to have loved
Must I pay for having given freely
Must I be punished for having believed
Must I do time for having been so naïve
I was whole I felt great I thought I had it all
Then I met you
And that was the beginning of the end
Now I feel empty lost and in pain
If time heals it doesn’t heal fast enough
And all for a few precious superficial moments
For a short ride on the sea of illusion
AP: 1st place 2022
Submitted on April 30, 2018 for contest FREE VERSE ON LOVE (NEW POEM) sponsored by LAURA LOO - RANKED 3RD
by Rebecca Grech |
Categories:
longing, love, love hurts, psychological,
Zoned out in the darkness
Time devours my vitality
Trying to swim; I sink to the bottom
Meet me here in aphotic darkness
Our devilish souls can create a tsunami on the surface
And obliterate all other love
Light hearts, ripples
As we drink their shallow cries
Unite with me as I swim your depths
Wave after wave of divine pleasure
Designed to realign my spine
Chew my insides as a piranha
Our love is worth the death of earth
I'll chance obliteration,
In my blinded sight just to
drown in the depths as you destruct my soul
by Reuben Malekutu |
Categories:
feelings, first love, how i feel, sweet love,
It was that time of stage, when I couldn’t speak out
My love for her, although I had to confess
That I love her for real with no doubt.
Then the idea came: write letter to the press.
Maybe I had to write just as easy as I had to tell,
For rescue from my psychological prison.
Still untold, love scared me just like the animal I can’t spell
Still unfold, but I had to unfold it, for one reason.
Thence the idea took course and was implemented
And the whole nation read and she too.
So when I heard, she had already commented
to people saying that she loved me too.
Love began as quick as kick start
And memories began as soon as we start
by Panagiota Romios |
Categories:
philosophy, poetry, psychological,
Dearest Poets:
At times, I must admit, not pleased with
the results of my work.
I just want to shred them feeling like
a poetic jerk.
What's the point of all these hours
I ask?
Perhaps burn all after reading?
Finding no answers, I let go of
philosophizing and waltz into the
California sun...
To just be one with God's nature
and His Holy Son.
October 13, 2019
Love, Panagiota
by Marko Kyoto |
Categories:
cute love, desire, journey, passion, psychological, romance
Sexual Attraction
Eyes meet
Pupils dialated
Smiles engage
Neurons connect
Two beings have met.
Lowering of the head
Tilt of the neck
Open palms
Feet facing
Heart pulsating.
Shoulders raised
Stomach tucked in
Feet stood apart
an attempt to gain your heart.
A subtle touch
A embracing hug
A move into one's intimate space
continues the magnetic chase
Lips kiss
A passionate mist
Cheeks glow
Time seems to gently flow
Limbic system awakened
Dopamine released
Senses heightened
Body excited.
Attraction fully ignited.
by Russell Sivey |
Categories:
light, psychological, tree,
Light shines, maybe it emits from the tree
It casts a purple hue throughout its field
There are light violet highlights that I see
I will always be one to view its yield
Anyone who walks on by would be free
To see its power by the light it wields
Love the glow that emanates from inside
Mighty is this tree, inspiring all sides
Russell Sivey
by Boipelo Mo |
Categories:
high school, image, psychological, teenage,
The mirror is her worst enemy
Yet she looks at it everyday
The magazines girl so skinny
She wishes,starves and runs her weight down
Should she be this way?
Should she hate the mirror?
Why can't the mirror be her best friend?
She was told she's too fat
Loose weight,get taller wear make up
She was once a happy little girl
Until her smile was taken away
She now feels unwanted
And she doesn't know love
Her self esteem has reached her breaking point
And suicide was a choice she made
by Cynthia Buhain-Baello |
Categories:
conflict, funny, gender, identity, psychological,
He said he was a "woman",
Just trapped in a wrong body.
When time came he had to pee-
Used the room.... for "Men".
All rights reserved~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~05.28.15
The Dodoitsu is a fixed folk song form of Japanese origin
and is often about LOVE or HUMOR. It has 26 syllables,
four lines of 7, 7, 7, 5 syllables respectively.
It is unrhymed and non-metrical.
by Russell Sivey |
Categories:
joy, life, psychological, rain,
Triple puddles left after a light rain
Leaving the grey ground to mingle with them
Sees reflections at the cross of this gem
Water so calm it relieves any pain
I approach with a joyous childlike glee
I splash in silver puddles fervently
The fun I have brings love to me surely
Three puddles I see, dispels insanity
Russell Sivey
by R. M. Eichmiller |
Categories:
depression, emotions, growing up, high school, psychological, school
Why should I care,
About Academics?
School?
Saying the same thing twice?
There be no reason,
To try in school,
When failure is nothing less than host,
To try with a hobby,
When no one reads your
Stories
Poems
Why should I care
About love?
About aspirations?
About, poetry?
No one listens,
Nor cares.
Confidantes
Fail
Leave you behind
Are self-absorbed
and you, nothing less than giving.
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
beauty, encouraging, feelings, happiness, inspirational, psychological
Perfection's reserved for God
we mortals must deal with less.
For beauty's more than you see
and lives in souls others bless.
Flattery fuels conceit
with its perfusion of lies.
For passion's prerequisites
aren't meant to recruit the wise.
Feelings of loneliness are
held hostage within the heart.
For reality is harsh
crushing dreams before they start.
But life is imbued with hope,
for every soul is a gem.
Who can see its true beauty
with only eyes to guide them?
When you believe in yourself,
pangs of crippling self-doubt cease.
And feeling confident, your
odds of finding love increase.
(Quatrain)
1/28/2015
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
art, death, funeral, jesus, psychological, seasons
Dear Son
even I am long gone
dead and buried
please son take heed
the good lord will plead
good deeds do matter
sin will land you in the hereafter
down under where the co!cks and roosters crow
now in hell fire's, son, please I wish you not to go
travel light my son, carry a heart of love
beware those, friends that make you less
I am looking up from above
no more disgraces
or shadow traces
chat not with
ham or pork
in teeth
delusions
I see all
be kind
in the sky
by Mary Rotman |
Categories:
anger, conflict, depression, psychological,
Speak to me of true love
And I’ll show you a dog
Preach to me of wetlands
I’ll take you to a bog
Sing about sweet Christmas cheer
And we’ll read about suicide
Discourse on the sanctity of childhood
I’ll teach you of fratricide
Write poems on the joys of life
And I’ll listen to your lies
Rhapsodize on friendship
We’ll learn how friendship dies
Show me purple clouds at sunset
I’ll warn you of storms to come
Rave about the fires of hell
I’ll show you where I’m from
July 28, 2015
by Simon Cooper |
Categories:
absence, break up, fashion, fishing, psychological, teen
ALONE
Deserted with his humour failing,
Walks alone, emotions trailing,
Ripped and broken on the floor,
A lover with a love no more.
Torn from it's cage and left in the dirt,
His incompetent heart,
Haemorrhages,
Hurts.