by Gert W. Knop |
Categories:
lost love
The clouds are drifting away
with the seagulls' fading shadows.
Bach's music, a deep step to eternity.
Abandoned I,
a deep stroke to my heart,
when you left.
A wide step to infinity.
Un jour triste por le voyager.
How is it possible that one day
could pass even quicker
than an entire year?
To meet you, was it accidently,
was it just luck or perhaps destiny?
Now Edinburgh remains grey again
without you.
And colours washed out in the rain.
Princess Street remains dark
and in shadows.
Only my thoughts are with you,
freed from a desolate enclosure.
I myself feel like a cloud,
drifting away with the wind
and into the sea
by Kim Van Breda |
Categories:
analogy, change, life,
ROLLING WITH THE PUNCHES
one true constant in life we all
know too well is
change
just when you love that your days form
patterns, things grow
strange
circumstances change in split seconds
accidently they
rearrange
we have to roll with the punches
adjust , accept and
sustain
go with the flow, try not to control
God has a plan to
maintain
a bend in the road is not the
end of the road
unless
you fail to make the
turn
© Kim van Breda—April 2014
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
fantasy, humor,
Eveliabedlia Handlelock
A happy-go-lucky Kender I am
Not a thing scares me that stands in my way
Lock doors or not suppose to be locked
Into my knapsack for my handy tools to unlock the door
I love collecting objects that people discard
Some accidently fall in my knapsack I carry around
I vow to return them to its owner then tend to forget
But good intentions, I do posses
But then they call me a thief I don’t’ know why
A great insult to me because I oppose thievery
Tales of my life are dear to me, I try to tell whoever will hear
Don’t insult me my temper gets carried away
Sarcasm, rudeness, and insults I can not help
I’m just a Kender
By eve roper 10/5/2014
by Logan Holliday |
Categories:
drink, drug,
In a blur of drugs, sex, and alcohol
I found you
Accidently really...
I, with no intentions but lust became engrossed in what they call love
With a heart of an angel
And the hand of the devil you drew me into you
Each passing day a memory to keep
I long for the day they call forever
With you, children, and growing old
Never once did I think that my lust would become our love
by Faleeha Hassan |
Categories:
love,
The Word Love
Let me not explain it to you
In order to stay as we are now
You are standing on the hill of your dreams
And I sit on the edge of the sea of my reality
Smiling
And you hear the echo of my smile
Let's pretend it is just a word
And the pen does not burn
like our hearts
When we are trying to write the word love to each other,
Even if we write it in unclear handwriting
Did you know
That since you sent it to me
I accidently placed it under my pillow
And all my life has been stuck on the letter "O".
by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories:
loveurdu, me, me,
My first-ever, worst-ever crush who made me blush was an altar boy
Golden blonde hair and a face so fair graced the frame of my altar boy
And not in the least, he wished to be a priest but sent me Valentines
He so gently, not accidently, held my hand, this coy altar boy
Priests cannot marry and I was quite wary when my books he would carry
My face flushed as I blushed, seeing no future beside my altar boy
He’d have no mate yet wanted to date as he knew of my attraction
He would take vows that would not allow me to arouse this altar boy
Without attack I still look back and wonder what might have developed
If Devon's first-ever romance endeavor wasn't an altar boy
by Riely Dionne |
Categories:
art, fantasy, imagination, inspirational, music
i spit fire like a torcher/
i grew up into a Mc schorcher/
vile dialect wreck you to the corner/
world leaders band together border/
me from me showing im a performer/
is sick ritualistic Horror/
i mutilate anyone who is poorer/
upside down youll never been soorer/
find your wife cut her up and store her/
ammoniun nitrate makes a nice forcer/
hello the dr is here time for toutura/
ill find out right now if your a morna/
i was having fun till i accidently tore ya/
oh u see me? did you see my paw?/
im a monster and i love my meat bloody and raw/
with contraptions right out of saw ill show you habitual law/
by Zach Aurel Henderson |
Categories:
me, love, me,
I love the way you laugh
It makes me take a breath and a half
You leave me breathless and speechless
You leave me in such a mess
Your voice is music to my ears
It can destroy all my fears
I want you and only you
My love for you is most definatly true
I know I have wrote this once before... I accidently deleted it... people liked it thus i
reposted it
by Lorrie Scheider |
Categories:
love
Best lines lead through beautiful,
Like dawn between the clouds.
Uttered as something whimsical,
Accidently spilled out loud.
Beans bouncing from the counter top,
Tinkling like laughter uncontained.
The best lines need never stop,
Forever unrestrained.
Coloured lights and starry eyes,
Like riding a balloon,
The best lines make you realise,
You’ll find perfection soon.
The best lines are true lines,
Beyond question, beyond doubt,
The best lines are simple lines,
That just have to be let out.
by Jessica Travis |
Categories:
love,
I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name on my hand,
but washed my hand the next day.
I wrote your name in the sand,
but the water washed it away.
I wrote your name on a peice of paper,
but accidently threw it away.
I wrote your name in my HEART,
and FOREVER it will stay.
by L Milton Hankins |
Categories:
abuse, death, farewell, father,
May he rest in peace, my father was not the kindest man
At least to me he wasn't--he never ever said to me
The most important words a boy will hear, "I love you, Son!"
Never did he take me upon his knee to console me
When I needed it most, when I was floundering in tears.
He called for me, after years of silence, from his death bed,
He wanted to see his eldest son, I wondered why, but
I went, sat with him, placed cups of water to his parched lips;
I rubbed his cold feet, and comforted him as best I could.
He offered no excuse for his abusive behavior
I knew he had no training in parenting, his father
Accidently died when my father was merely thirteen.
Written April 27, 2021
by Kimmy Holmes |
Categories:
family, happiness, life, satire,
Dear Family:
Just a note to let you know
as I was sitting on the can
I accidently
by drunkin forces beyond my control
broke a glass
in or about where you may stand
Now in my defense
I tried to sweep up
Dammit, I did the best that I can!
But
Be hyper alert
please keep your eyes peeled
for little, teensy pieces of glass
Cuz, if and when I wake up
I know I'll feel bad
If you have glass in your ***
Love, Kim
by Shane Solomon |
Categories:
philosophy
Serenity by serendipity
Accidently found on a street
Lookin for Jesus posed as a bum
Holdin a tip cup
Shaky hands from the whip of the wind
Love by hate
Accidently placed in my heart
As a first love of drug
Making the righteous fall
And the sinner upheld
Into a fist
Pounding
Just
Like
My
Heart....