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Poem Details | by Frederic Parker |
Categories: emotions, lost love,

Love's Eternal Death

The hollow eyes of love are never gone
They keep within the waves of trembled tears
From days so poor when love was looked upon
And one where the deepest pain adheres
They give my eyes of love such sad refrain
To think that love would ever be so cruel
And find it was illusion self-contain
When love so grand became so minuscule
To hold love once in dreamer's mind I've flown
And found the point of rest its final breath
To know I will forever be alone
Cry now as then for its eternal death
I found a love to hold and saw it die
Inside depth of darkest pain, I ask why


7/29/17


Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: dark, deep, depression, lonely, sad love, suicide,

NO ESCAPE - LYRICS

The freedom of life’s end without escape,
no place to elude the pain of despair.
So close was the notion of a black cape,
darkness to cover existence unfair.
The pain of love far more than life itself,
to bear in hapless sorrow of regret.
Lost in the false sense of my darkest self
tainted minds morbid reflections beset.
Dejected self with mindless thoughts adrift;
no lease of life to feel the next morrow.
I was chosen to live by natures gift
and find freedom from the fear of sorrow.
Restrained by realities painful wrath,
a search begins to find life’s righteous path.


T.J Grén
8th October 2018

Link to song: https://soundcloud.com/user-194023024/no-escape

Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: age, longing, love, youth,

Sweet Youth

Sweet youth with its ghostly shadows of regret 
encircling the mind of an aging maid...like vultures 
       waiting to descend
 
Capturing those passions left unspoken
from a self-conscious shy student in church choir.

His flawless skin drew me in like an invisible magnet.
My eyes followed his every unnoticed move 
        in anguished longing.

My silent lips uttered no audible words even when
he reached out to touch my long deep golden hair.

I reminisce and suddenly he's right here 
His jet black hair and handsome face remain frozen 
in youth as my words left, unspoken.

4-23-19



Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, beauty, imagination, introspection, longing,

Self

I am a lady
In a white dress
My desire only to be softly caressed
So I take my paint brush, and delinquently paint
My face that pleads let love become quaint
I confess  to my brushes
Let a man stroke me 
With eloquence and grace
As he gazes into the love on my face
La fenêtre you see that I paint so clear
You have to climb in through it
To hold me so dear
Can you not see into my soft sad lonely eyes?
I desire myself
Wrapped inside of you
On canvas
I shall paint forever
Myself
That never existed


Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: heart, love, wife,

My Tears

My love for you is magnified
By the curvature of my tears
I'm lost within the corridors
Of my loving you all these years

My tears are not filled with sadness
They are permeated with joy
You have helped me become a man
Who's connected to inner boy

Within the chambers of my heart
My true self has now been revealed
When you live beside an angel
There is nothing that can't be healed

I dance within our memories
Anticipate the ones to come
You're the source of my happy tears
I don't regret a single one

For Flo's "Sing to My Heart Contest"

Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: art, creation, deep, humanity, inspiration, life, symbolism,

Dark Earth Folds In The Heart's Red Bloom

Dark Earth Folds In The Heart's Red Bloom

You and I and all we do
Know not, til our hearts are through 
The press of life, what things we be
Root or leaves or shade of tree.
You and I and all we seem
May be but as a drift of dream
In the eyes of One who gave
Self to love and love to save,-
Yea, all the deeds that men have wrought
Mere flower of dream, flame of thought,
Break of waves on a drear shore,
Scent of the wild rose on the moor.
Yet we have seen, and hold it sure,
That out of shame come forth the pure;
Dark earth folds in the heart's red bloom;
In vain, we build the soul a tomb.

R.J. Lindley
1976 or 77 ?

Poem Details | by Kyle kriticos |
Categories: bible, uplifting,

Sins in the Sand

We are taught not to judge but how far does that go?
Yes, we're all taught to love but how much of it shows?

We like to throw stones at the devil's scapegoats
Yet the ears that will listen are hearing this quote:

"Judge not lest ye be judged", and isn't it true?
Or are some people so bad that our judgment is due?

Did you think that salvation was exclusive to you?
If you light fires of judgment won't you be consumed?

I can't speak for you but I don't want to judge people
After all, under God we are all loved as equals

When I join the accuser and his self-righteous band
Somehow I can see my own sins in the sand



Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: absence, cry, desire, feelings, moving on, sorry,

Houston we have a problem

"When returning love, becomes to Late"

Fantastic,
From her eyes
His name the name
She mumbles silently 
3 rivers, 3 years, 2 many tears
She loves him endlessly

Sending her soul
A free feeling, 
Finally, he fell
Engaging, equal to the spell
Morning, mountains and more
Move across a new age moon
His heart happily 
Traveling towards hers
Dashing dandy, onto her dinner plate 
Too long she waited, 
She's not hungry, her heart self healed 

3 rivers 3 years 2 late
Her tears faded his rusty name 

SKAT

Poem Details | by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories: abuse, anger, betrayal, emotions, psychological, spoken word, truth,

The Pain Game

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
 





Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: africa, america, community, culture, earth, race, self,

This is not a poem--- A singled out page

-THIS IS NOT A POEM-

Hey, Poets stop by, give me a shout out.
Tell Me Where You Are From;)
I promise I won't show up on your doorstep.


If you are having a bad day, let me have it
If you have awesome news, don't be greedy 
---SHARE! SHARE!
By all means  --- SHARE THE NEWS!!!


.................  LOVE THE POET DESTROYER 


Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: jealousy, sad love, trust,

SHADOW OF JEALOUSY

SONNET – SHADOW OF JEALOUSY

Oh, those woeful shadows of jealous ways
precarious villain for reasons dazed,
poisoning the longing love‘s lasting days,
without confidence to chase love hazed.
The shadow of jealousy dimmed the light,
darkened every dawn and day with anguish,
torment with false accusations incite,
suffering distress ruling to languish.
Jealousy! That mortal weakness of mood,
destroying virtuous dawning passion,
love’s purity with innocence pursued,
led astray from feelings of compassion.

Why? Why was my trust in you forsaken,
the trust in myself, my self-worth shaken.

T.J Grén

Poem Details | by white sage |
Categories: anniversary,

still love you more than as before

Thousand years! Thousand years it is
Long living like the undying breeze
Deep down my self, deep down my ease
In the thick bark of my heart a love does exist
Thousand years ago
There exist for my mood, a flower that glows
Regulating my heartbeat and blood flow
Raising my guts up and down, in rows
Making my emotions like trumpets blow
Thousand years! Oh so long many years
And I can still feel the pricks of her lovely spear
And the scent of her placating presence, like roses very rare
Oh thousand years, and the love still exist, yes!
I still love you, till forever nonetheless





Poem Details | by Anson Decker |
Categories: hope,

Blank White Paper

Blank white paper
Infinite hope, endless promise 
An inspirational instrument

The artists canvas and lawmakers device
How an absent lover expresses love so precise

So much to say, I’m intimidated by its potential
Fearful to express my true self to you
Or to people exponential

Fear is a disease
A disease impeding me from being me 

Blank white paper
A horrifying shrill to action

Blank white paper
My call to create
Channel your optimism
Divorce your pessimism
Summon the courage, others will follow

Allow your new future to begin today
Reveal your dreams hidden by white ink on 
Blank white paper

Poem Details | by Brian Strand |
Categories: childhood, life, love, passion, places, time

RITES OF PASSAGE

Remember the day
Apron strings loosed,untied
as maternal voices faltered and cried
Remember the day
When a soprano voice lost its elan
and a boy became a man
Remember the day
Peer pressure would not hide
and diffidence was replaced with pride
Remember the day
Desire,with warm whispers heard
questions,answered with just three words
Remember the day
Filled with joy and love
a union blessed from above
Remember the day
Holding a first-born,so wee
as two self-absorbed,became three
Remember the day
Trust was born-a-new
a changed life came into view
Remember the day
Genesis as a work of art
with gifts to share and impart
Remember the day

Poem Details | by Edward Orozco |
Categories: art, heart, heart, love, me,

A heart to remember

Cold words fall deaf upon the joyful heart
A memory keeps its meaning until death makes it no more 
Her brush always spoke to me, her canvas was my souls imagination
Her soft lips, her beautiful eyes never will I forget for with her I became a man
A nightfall always brought  dreams of holding her, I love her 
She paints to the song that plays over and over again in her heart 
I miss her more than ever
I weep to the heavens and call her name, yet she is absent from my eyes
All I have is the memories, which only God can pull from me 
Her kisses always rose me to the highest point of my self love
When she held my hand I floated carefree 
I love her, she is my heart and I will always remember

Poem Details | by Frederic Parker |
Categories: poetry,

Time's Fleeting Sense

The slow weathered drip of life falls restrained
As years turn and decay begins to show
Time is met in memories self-contained
Disappearing ghosts from the mind's window
A child on a cloud of imagination
Wondrous worlds lost and yet to create
A young man wearing shoes of freedom found
Chasing after love to impersonate
A time bandit, stealing cherished moments
As its payment has cost the skin to gray
Broken into years of passing segments
The sleeping night, the entrance to the day

  How quick it all has been, time's fleeting sense
  When the last drip falls, my death will commence

9/2/16

Poem Details | by P.M. Richter |
Categories: image, self, spiritual,

Spiritual Birth

grace will find you when thoughts fade away crushed with unbearable grief "losing your mind" suffering during a dark night of the soul the ego crumbles; revealing the light your soul consciousness "finding yourself" directly experiencing the divine sense of oneness where everything is connected at a deeper level there is but one consciousness appearing as many "awakened" breathless views are available with inner focus crossing a chasm with one final leap of faith you become blissful; radiating like the sun "experiencing enlightenment" revived with a new perspective humans are never perfect but our pure being is "love"

Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: love, self,

Where Self Love Is Born

a fantasy land
dreamt up by sleeping child
a peaceful magical place
where self-love is born
imperative to her soul


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: death, emotions, grief, heartbreak, loss, sad love,

Grief


I beseech the shards of my shattered self, as recollections collect with a jagged edge, for a softened reflection of a dream in smithereens to sheath this sunken cheeked shadow lost in the mirrored fragments of hollow-eyed tears. Susan Ashley February 12, 2019 ~ Sixth Place ~ Contest: May 2019 Premier 4 (Max 14 Lines) Sponsor: Brian Strand ~ Fifth Place ~ Contest: Capture That Emotion Sponsor: Nina Parmenter

Poem Details | by Michael Jordan |
Categories: faith, hope, life

Simplistic Views

To love that which can not be loved
Is to accept grace from the Lord above

To hate that which should not be hated
Is to let one’s self be eternally degraded 

To think that which should not be thought
Allows your own soul to be easily bought

Most things in life are very easy to see
If you hold simplistic views like me

“It is what it is” and it always was
The reason why, “Just because”

What shall happen shall come to pass
Accept it gracefully and show your class

As you live out the story of your today
Let Jesus Christ guide your way

In doing so you will be able to see
The Lord guiding you to eternity

Poem Details | by Robert Allen |
Categories: patriotic, political,

Assange in the Ministry of Love

Encased in inch-thick glass, Assange displayed;
The plaque upon his cage reads "DISSIDENT;"
The withered man in court is laid;
Imprisoned corpse announcing precedent.

To those "who hold these truths self-evident,"
Behold the Press awaiting punishment;
To be delivered to your government,
The Law so torn in wreckless brandishment.

Abuse! And ursurpation! Tyrant! Swine!
One Nation under God? Or under You?
Your boot does stamp upon that dream of mine
Believing "We the People" to be true.

Reclaim Your soul! For God's sake free this man!
Redeem the meaning of American.

https://www.truthdig.com/articles/the-annihilation-of-julian-assange/

Poem Details | by Verlena S. Walker |
Categories: angst, celebrity, encouraging, freedom, irony, metaphor, simile,

of love of war

of love of war
the staff of a prophet, seen fairness not imagine, sings shouting out, obscenity recognized, yet in search of fame, seeking stance the moment arises, seek of voice of power, godsend renown supremacy, yet prophet not acknowledged, kept desire of a great life, sought skill of voice, articulate hardly ever, cheek no longer free, famous self seldom bite snarls dogma, link of country of faith, kinship all that’s true, fair play desired fame acknowledged, pent the home front, covetousness war or peace love or hate, just yelp puppy love, nice _________________________| Penned on September 28, 2014!

Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: love, relationship, science, soulmate, together,

Chemistry

We read each other so perfectly
two minds with a single thought,
when we combine, baby it's explosive
chemistry like ours cannot be taught.

The electricity gets me jumping
and attacks the heart's beat,
this experiment you concocted
has revived the frog's feet.

Like a volcanic lava lamp
an eruption of emotion flows,
the heat welds me to you
our bond that nobody knows.

We met inside this classroom
where my opposite attracted to yours,
like magnetized paperclips 
we were linked right from our cores.

We're closer than Dr. Jekyll was
to his hidden self, Mr. Hyde,
but, I can take you by the hand
as we go along for the ride.

Poem Details | by Miriam Bell |
Categories: family, love, sister, wedding, sister, sister,

My Sister

My sister Sharon is getting marry and I’m a brides maid I said can I say a speech but she said nay My sister is a lovely girl even if I say so my self and I like her faunas he’s got fine health So there’s my speech I love you sis and I hope you like this

Poem Details | by Elaine George |
Categories: childhood, writing,

Putting My Life on the Line

Tiptoeing in the middle of  the night
Certain that Mom and Dad are out sight
Stealing away to do what I love best
Heart pounding like a hammer in my chest

There on those linen sheets you wait for me
All spaced out,  and as blank as blank can be
I close the door and hide away the key
Escaping  from a life of drudgery

Once again putting my life on the line
Though Mom and Dad say it is such a crime
Neglecting my homework to be with you 
Knowing to thine own self I must be true

So with pen in hand I lay myself down
And pray that this diary won’t be found

Author:  Elaine George
                  
Written:  may 19, 2014 
Inspired By my imagination for the  contest