by Laura Hannan |
Categories:
funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, parody, passion, teen,
My darling enigma, my dove
You’re the epitome of my love
Your smile shines at me pearly white
Pale skin shines and glints in the light
Silken locks, obsidian flow
Eyes just like ice, crystalline glow
Peals of laughter ring like a bell
Enchant me; I’m under your spell
You walk with a musical flow
Tiptoeing with softness through snow
But, alas, you open your mouth
Utter tripe spilling out
If only you’d keep your mouth shut.
(Love from Anonymous)
by Devonta Reese |
Categories:
confusion, life, teen,
Walk you to your class
Buy you special gifts
Give you all my love
You're my entertainment
We're friends nothing more
Even though on you I have a crush
But why do I think you feel,
I'm only anonymous?
by Constance La France |
Categories:
faith,
"A little child, a shining star, a stable crude, the door ajar. Yet, in
that place so crude, forlorn, the hope of all the world was born."
Quote - Anonymous
Oh, my soul is joyous and enraptured,
for my mindful power to bilocate:
and all my love for Jesus is captured,
here and in heaven we communicate;
an ability that we navigate.
Our bond unbreakable, unified,
we talk- Jesus has become my life guide:
the experience is so mystical,
and with my enlightenment I have pride;
and I find it quite irresistible.
by Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
anxiety, emotions, fear, feelings, first love, teenage,
I've walked barefoot through boiling sand, you don't even know.
Tried many times to grasp your hand, you don't even know.
To letters written then burnt; signals typed then canceled -
I rode this crazy train unmanned, you don't even know.
Sent roses signed anonymous to inspire a smile;
I sat and watched but didn't stand, you don't even know.
A picnic atop the roof, watching stars reflect off
of blue eyes . . . all this I had planned, you don't even know.
Timothy stutters at the words so instead he writes;
he's tried his best to tell you and you don't even know.
by Debbie Duncan |
Categories:
love, me, passion, time,
I am consumed by my love for you
I cannot contain it anymore
I have to let you know how I feel
I have given you a card to let you know
I spent tons of time on it
So I should like to know
Do you love me Yes or No
Someone sent me an e-card about four times.. he, "It" said he spent tons of time on it. I kept thinking it was a virus waiting for me. So I never clicked on it.
by Bekim Tocani |
Categories:
love,
Metaphor of fraud
In the road of loneliness I remake my morning prayers
Yellowed silence buries last memories
Autumn and curtain above my book are broken
Yearly rain writes an anonymous journal
There are no words between metaphors of tears
I bite darkness, fonts and white letter
Due to the rust of time the promise digests
In the corners of ignorance a broken violin hushes
Char lips I begin the ballad of fraud
A frozen key cannot reopen any door anymore
The same you walk and smash, the same you wake up,
the same you raise and fall,
Lie and cry or be quiet, but kiss the mornings in the heart
by Iolanda Scripca |
Categories:
art, hope, imagination, love, romance,
If all I did was made you feel so real
Among aortas of much needed love
With silky shoulders of stern Pacific layers
Disturbed by memories of wings...
If I defected life and accepted wrinkles
Of heated rhythm in tempera of love
Although the shyness of a maiden wouldn't vanish
I long to get to know you in your destined life...
If all I did was made you stop and watch me
Smiling from a frame of wooden Jacaranda wonders
Then I can die forever in immortality of love -
The Anonymous -
in the "Wax Museum of
the Hoping Souls"...
by Hassoon Hijazi |
Categories:
allegory, death, funeral, loss, love, mystery, philosophy, recovery from..., sad, autumn,
It makes no sense to
Withdrawals what left with yesterday
Anonymous love...
We await the return of the dead,
Wondering what is it on the other side!!
Yet.. Nobody comes, and nobody speaks to us,
Silence overnight,
Without croaking frogs, without sparkling stars..
Only an abstract panel,
Where the sky with the earth join in the line of sight
Hunger for beauty,
An explosive eager attached to the shoulders of gods,
While funeral prayers embrace yellow autumn leaves..
Then I asked you: do you remember when we infiltrated beneath the scrolls of time?
Ambigous destiny awaits my love
Oh, I got my soul in after life...
by Debra Squyres |
Categories:
love, romantic, heart, heart,
Anonymous Valentine
Wand’rest thou in the evening shade
where growetj the buds untrimmed.
The rose with all its thorns, pales
fade, against thy beauty.
Far fairer is thy complexion,
which bids decline of sun,
less alabaster cheeks find
a gentle dust of speckles, unkind.
Thou art mine eternal Valentine,
leased only for a short time,
whilst hidden in shadows decline.
This braggart’s heart gives way
to silent love’s impediments,
as ink spills this declaration
from quills end, unmarked by its maker.
A totter’d weed, of feebled age,
besieged unfairly, bows low
to societies bequest of duteous
stage. A sickle swung before
a blind heart could ripen.
02/04/13
by Nehpets Gnik |
Categories:
love,
anonymous card
passionate cowardice words
a valentine wish
asking for a date
benevolent gallantry
one kiss too many
tensed on one knee
proposal of love
will you marry me please?
by Romeo Naces |
Categories:
hope, love, people,
kindness,
anonymous generosity,
helping, soothing others,
terrestial nonetheless somehow celestial,
charity.
by Kelsey Wright |
Categories:
devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, life, love, passion, teen, me, sweet, me, sweet,
The sweet sound of his voice,
filling the air.
Letting me know,
He'll always be there,
The sweet smell of his breathe,
And his cologne that's so sweet.
Always seeming to knock me off my feet.
I see his sweet face.
I get lost in my thoughts.
He seems so perfect.
Like theres nothing that could go wrong,
But as I sit and I think.
I keep on wondering, why?
How could this angel,
really be mine?
He's sweet and he's caring.
He reassures me his thoughts.
Making me feel like,
The happiest girl on the block.
I'll love Mr. Anonymous,
Even when I'm gone.
I hope our love,
Forever flies on.
by Peter Lewis Holmes |
Categories:
abuse, angst, betrayal, break up, loss, memory,
I gave my love, my heart my soul,
I gave her babes, our greatest goal;
She took my heart, my eyes, my wish,
And spat my love to circling fish
I lost my mind, my girls, my home,
She’d met a new man, pockets deep,
Now I felt like an unknown poem,
Anonymous verse, in stinking heap
But now I’m old, with stooping gait,
Soon the cosmos’ll know my fate;
But to love as I did and then be thrown?
Such sweet misery never to own.
by John Anderson |
Categories:
food,
Preposterous hippopotamus laughs at scandalous rhinoceros.
Precipitous, calamitous cumulus leaks rain on head.
Furious, igneous volcanoes spurt copious lava, aqueous and amphibious into sea.
But despite the acrimonious albuminous setting,
anxious, ignominious and siliceous bed fellows, make amorous love anyway
wearing polymorphous, ponderous and porous pajamas in bed,
and enjoy anomalous couscous made by anonymous, ambidextrous, audacious, cantankerous cook.
by Michelle Prital |
Categories:
inspirational, passion, uplifting,
A Vishyssoise of poets
Chicken soup for the soul
A site for we, who use it
Our talents to extol
A borscht of bards and artists
A consomme of flair!
Sonneteers and writers
Who with our pen do dare!
Poetry Soup I love you!
Anonymous yet warm
A broth of faceless friends
A shelter from the storm
A hearty bowl of stock
With feedback, thanks and praise
A wonton soup of cyber chums
With talent to amaze!
by The Situation |
Categories:
inspirational
Anonymity is a writer's right
Neither confess but remain out of sight
Oppress persecution before it arrives
Nurture decent in secret disguise
You may have the truth about the lies
Mine secretly what men dispise
Obscurity from wonton eyes
Undermine but not represent
Secretly love without consent
Liberate without signing on
Yield not to waiting scorn.
by Holly Bohto |
Categories:
courage, faith, flying, garden, gospel, growth, identity, psychological, woman,
An angel
Peers into
Your soul
Doesn't look
at the outer shell
Forgets your
transgressions
after discipline
Awaits the day
You say amen
The true God
has really
touched your
morals
You will change
your ways
and spread love
not self destruction
and the angel is
anonymous
giving glory to
the only true God
The maker of angels
and also the maker
of your own souls
by Liliana Negoi |
Categories:
death, depression, lost love, philosophy, religion, sadworld, life, me,
I, ailing and tormented human being,
I leave these words to be my final will:
to World I leave existence without seeing
the face of luck, or getting any feel.
To Life I leave the people full of sorrow,
deprived of any joy, as I was too.
To Fate I leave my thoughts about tomorrow
and all the dreams I wanted to be true.
To Death I leave my gratitude forever,
for saving me from what I had to stand.
To Time I leave my thanks, for being clever
at hurrying my life until the end.
If someone in this world has loved me ever,
to Her I leave my heart, and my love whole,
and all the pain for never having met her,
and in Thy hands, my Lord, I leave my soul...
by Dalia Shahein |
Categories:
love, mystery,
I stay silent cause I don't wanna lose you
I can't know the truth from your lies
I care about you so much
But I don't feel that you care enough
You know me well but I don't know a thing about you
You still anonymous for me
I'm gonna chose a name for you so I can call you in my dreams
I'm gonna chose a name for you so I can know for who I'm praying
I'm gonna chose a name for you so I can tell the stars about you when they ask
I'm gonna chose a name for you so I can know who's my beloved
I'm gonna chose a name for you but....
I can't even find letters to chose from....My words are lost and I can't bring them back...
by Charles Fuller |
Categories:
hope, inspirational, life, love,
Allow your spirit’s splendor
A moment unblemished revitalized
Not concealed in bygone love
Anonymous to untainted passion
Browsing faces as they pass
Only to withdraw fearing…
Sincere ardor
Soar heavenward in cherubic serenity
Engage in life’s warming passions
Absorb in its essence becoming whole
Affirming your powerful beauty
Creating the faith of all you desire
Exquisiteness of grandeur abound…
Softly coveting
Pure…
Inspired of JeanMarie Marchese & her beautiful poetry.
by Kingsley Awoh |
Categories:
love,
Imagine a world where her smile is lacking
Imagine a day without her presence caressing my chores
Imagine a walk to the seashore void of her warm hands
Imagine a meal that is void of her aural
Imagine a spring cascading from heart
To whom do I owe this imagines to?
Look! She is smiling at me
Her name is the anonymous
awoh awoh
by Nicole Hawkins |
Categories:
hope, life, lost love
Our lost love's ghost still lingers
As I try to start anew
I ask an anonymous God with templed fingers
for strength to get me through
I know what I must do
By: Nicole Hawkins
written for "God, Ghost, and Love"
by Olivia Struthers |
Categories:
absence, allusion, anxiety, art, character,
He drew pictures,
She wrote poems.
Yet, somehow they fit.
For she wrote what he couldn't say
And
His hands added the beauty she couldn't see.
Yet in a way it was a love story
Worse than Romeo & Juliet.
You can't force somebody to speak beauty.
You can't force somebody to see beauty.
Joined together barreling down a track with
No rails.
A beautiful disaster waiting to implode.
Beautiful deaths colliding on a
Black canvas.
by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories:
judgement,
He was late to school as usual
therefore punished
because he daily fed the street dog
who was famished
Member of Alcoholics Anonymous
neighbours sneered at his confessions
although his hip flask was empty
his mission offering hope and inspiration
Frequent cash withdrawals
viewed with suspicion by his wife
whilst he performed small miracles
assisting the needy to rebuild their life
Division of family property
he settled by a wager
manoeuvring adroitly
that his own share be smaller
The void holds all secrets
in a non-judgmental stance
divine love arms open in embrace
in vibrant joyful innocence
25-January-2021
by Melissa-Rose Devnarain |
Categories:
love, me, me,
Feeling hot,
my mind works faster,
my heart is racing,
as fast as the wind
Can’t think,
can’t concentrate,
only you in mind.
Love,
overwhelms me,
you are in control of my mind,
body and heart.
My eyes wonder around,
wondering,
where you are?
what are you doing?
your smell fills my nostrils,
your hair,
swaying from side to side,
the sound of your name,
makes me quiver and shake.
Are you thinking of me?
Am I in control of your mind?
body and heart?
The thought of me not seeing you,
drives me insane,
when will I see you?
are you waiting?
for me?
or is this just a dream?
a fantasy?
or just my infatuation?
The question remains:
Anonymous,
Do you love me?