by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories:
confusion, emo, emotions, fear, feelings, pain, sad,
AM I ?
Am I Just Standing Here, or Am I Just Dead?
Am I So Full Of Fear, I Lost Myself Instead?
Am I A Nobody, that you can't defend me?
OR
Am I Just Invisible, and you really don't pretend.
Am I Blind, Or I Just Don't Wish To See?
The Love I Cannot Find Is Right In Front Of Me!
Am I Hearing the Truth,
Or Have I Just Been Deceived?
Who Can I Trust?
Who Can I Believe?
Am I So Mad I Just Can't Understand,
Or Am I So Sad I Need A Shoulder And A friend?
Is It Just Me,
Or Am I All Alone?
***
I wrote this poem 22 years ago
I was pregnant, scared and alone:-(
by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories:
children, world, time,
The innocence lost so long ago
The undying faith we used to know
The gentle rain of a summer's skies
You can find it all in your child's eyes.
The world was right one time it seems
And we could reach beyond our dreams
To meet a challenge of any size
That fire still burns in your child's eyes.
In a world of anger and miscontent
And the frustrations of a life misspent
And you wait in fear as the storms arise
You can still find peace in your child's eyes.
Take the time for all those things
Hear his words: feel the joy he brings
There is no hate; there are no lies
There is only love in your child's eyes.
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
philosophy,
This life we're living
Is so unforgiving
Reminding us every day
Of games that we played
Choices we made
Dreams that faded away
Paths that were crossed
Loved ones we've lost
Still promising a brighter tomorrow
When that promise is broken
Our wounds rip back open
Leaving hope to drown in deep sorrow
From our very first breath
We're stalked by death
We live our lives in fear
Knowing well it won't last
So we live loose and fast
Look up and the days have become years
We add peace, subtract strife
Find the sum of a life
Discover we've love left for giving
Love that goes wasted
On the bitterness tasted
In a life so unforgiving
by Daniel Turner
by KP Nunez |
Categories:
child, dedication, love, mother daughter,
Can a child ever forget, how deep a mother’s love abides
All those days since birth, till now I’m grown she guides
Remembering her smile, so tender, so warm as her embrace
More than soothes away my pain, my fear of failure and disgrace
Even in my dreams she comforts, her voice, her scent would stay
Never will her being mother stop, till when I’m old and gray.
26 March 2015
Contest : Acrostic on Mother's Day - 1st Place
Sponsor : TAMMY REAMS
by Arturo Michael |
Categories:
courage, inspirational, love,
I'm a Warrior
Don't bleed of fear
Armed and ready for battle
Anytime Anywhere
Don't look for trouble
But if trouble be
Skies of lightning and thunder
Strike my enemies
Am a Warrior
No one's too Big
To be cut down and defeated
By Grace of GOD they will
I'm the Warrior
Its win, Win or Die
Stand up for LOVE be not afraid...
Raise Swords up high
by Carol B. |
Categories:
absence, anger, depression, loneliness,
Prick me with your vivid green awareness
Let the white pins that needle me
Diminish into their foggy sham
The bridal wreath that scented our commitment
Now doused in unkept hopes and promises
Moss sprouting venom from hurts battled
Like a fish floating in space with no oxygen
I swam in currents without you
The tank occupied with endless dark clouds
Fraught with fear and loneliness
Love now submerged deep in the recess of my mind
Unclear what is sacred what is trash
I prayed you would see the light
That my white knight would return
This battle is fierce and yours to fight
by arthur vaso |
Categories:
abuse, art, bullying, kindergarten, religion, silence, symbolism,
Breaking Bad
Criminals
dance with slum lords
they shed fake tears
victims they shout
from Ivory towers
Mock and attack
they of dark cloth and deceit
possesses no real God
they whoreship only their prey
living by night not day
Some even screech praise untowards
sick is the mind who follows
dead morals and upended graves
they really are the bully's slaves
Yet their churches pew is full
Criminals all
singing love songs
sewing fear and anger
no wonder God got fed up
evicting them one and all
by Joanna Daniel |
Categories:
emotions, heart,
Hearts made of wax, sent through the mail
Should help relax, instead I wail,
They will soon melt in time's hot hands,
Loneliness is felt midst life's strands;
Hearts made of glass shatter and fail
When griefs harass, they don't prevail,
What use are these hearts so feeble,
Poor pleas of perishing people?
Hearts made of stone are cold and fake,
Even Love will own - "Hard to break",
Will they be healed? How can I trust?
Feelings concealed, what if they bust?
Hearts made of flesh and blood, I seek,
They won't crush my sentiments meek,
Understanding hearts of love - Now,
fear departs, before them I bow.
----------17.12.16----------
by Bill Baker |
Categories:
emotions, life, pain, river, truth, water, wisdom,
A balance in life can solve the riddle.
To find the balance, start in the middle.
Distractions from the banks may lead us wrong.
Go with the flow where the current is strong.
The banks are sirens calling to our ears,
offering us pleasures relieving fears.
The emotion of love, the fear of pain,
tossing and turning, driving us insane.
Too much pleasure can lead to addiction,
pain and sickness can lead to restriction.
Reject their temptations, stay in the flow,
the river is wise and knows where to go.
Avoid extremes, be content with enough.
Life on the river, no need for the fluff.
by Richard Palmer |
Categories:
fear, life, sad, beautiful, beautiful,
Behind those beautiful eyes,
So much anger,so much mistrust,
Always expecting the worst,
Always conversing about the bad
things life has to offer,
Behind those beautiful eyes,
So much hurt,so much pain,
Bottled up bad experiences overflowing,
Crying to be unleashed,to be released,
Behind those beautiful eyes,
High expectation,countless plans,
Many things to still achieve,
So many things you still haven't done,
Behind those beautiful eyes,
Is a body,searching for comfort,
A mind,searching for peace,
And a heart searching for true love,
All behind those beautiful eyes.....
by Richard Palmer |
Categories:
faith, religion, uplifting, prayer, love, prayer,
One more morning,after one more night,
One more thanks for keeping things right,
One prayer to bed,one as you rise,
Good morning God,thanks for another sun rise,
Prayer is the fuel that keep us going,
Through troubled times,pray for strength keep rowing,
And without fear step out,face the unknowing,
Although all around negativity blowing,
Every day,even one positive seed,try sowing,
Within my veins,God love is flowing,
God is my friend,the devil,not interested to know him,
Here comes the garbage truck,over there throw him,
Don't just say you love God,pray show Him,
Remember prayer keeps us,spiritual growing...
by Isaiah Zerbst |
Categories:
animal, girl, happiness, innocence,
This world of trouble soon will pass
For there beyond the crystal glass
A lamb and lion tread the grass
Beside a lass, beside a lass
This cord of present time shall break
And hate and fear shall flee and quake
Oh, may all vice this earth forsake!
And love awake! And love awake!
Oh, see him walk 'neath mighty trees!
The king of beasts; what strength and ease!
Yet now content this lass to please
Her hand to tease, her hand to tease
Behold! A pleasant form and face!
The child of beauty crowned with grace!
Fair Una treads at even pace
A better place, a better place
~ The form is Monotetra~
~Based on the painting 'Una and the Lion' by Briton Riviere.
by Larry Smith |
Categories:
love,
Drawn to thy beauty, grace rains down;
I choose this drowning than a drought –
Where ten thousand are called mine own;
Yet, deny thee and live without.
Skilled not enough to understand;
Words unheard, find their voice through thee;
As I reach out then find thy hand;
I see light take darkness from me.
Chaos knits together unity:
Thoughts run free, once captive in chains;
Cleansed from fear in thy purity;
Would I leave, canceling such gains?
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
break up, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts,
Hope Outweighs Sorrow
Falling in love’s magical,
it's like your heart is on fire.
And all your heart hears is hope,
not the words of a liar.
When trust begins to weaken,
hope shores it up with more lies.
And an outpouring of pain
replaces truth as it dies.
Fear gathers up nagging doubts
as they morph into goodbyes.
And lost dreams discreetly drown
as tears spill from crying eyes.
Let time carry you away
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For, like a river, it flows
towards a new tomorrow.
(Quatrain)
11/1/2015
by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
beauty, kiss, love,
A wordless song drifts from your eyes
with rhyme disguised in poems lost
from heavens smile your heart replies
assuming risk, no fear the cost
You dare not weep to dampen dreams
but pledge to take this hand of chance
no less from love this passion streams
in turn of fate not circumstance
Left breathless from a lovers kiss
this treasure found its place in time
a pleasure true, no more than this
not once rehearsed in pantomime
Within each heart pure beauty lives
When fancies flight is there to give
04/04/2017
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
love,
I do not love you like the crescent moon
majestically erupting into a star filled night
nor do I love you like the pearl painted swan
gliding effortlessly across a pristine pond
Fear not for I do most certainly love you -
But my love is more like a cool crisp apple
one succulent bite bringing sustenance to life
My love lives in our fresh laundered linens
dried in the comforting winds blowing off the sea
My love is here
My love is now
It is in everything I touch
It is in everything I Do
I may not love you like the luster melting hearts
glistening off a ten carat diamond ring
but you can be sure my love lives daily
in my every breath and my every dream
by Yvonne Evanoff |
Categories:
lost love
Speak not of glorious visions past.
The dark remorse of woe
into the nightly splendour fades,
Where now, I too must go.
Weep not the tears of duty here,
Nor utter words withheld
That may have given liberty,
And had the power to meld.
Fear is but a childish word
That fills the heart with dread,
No more will rage direct my path,
Nor turn this weary head.
The north wind blasts against my cheek
Where tears did fall, short time ago,
The salty streams have turned to ice,
Repentant floods no more will flow.
I see the dawn break splendidly,
It melts the air around,
And bends the flower’s head toward east,
In trance-like motion bound.
-YLE
by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories:
beauty, destiny, faith, love, school,
I hold my papers and pen
not a poetry to write
it is the school year again
one other journey in time.
My ever burning concern
would my words find their way
as all my candles I burn
to meet yearning faces each day.
A thirst for light in young hearts
I lend my soul, the blanks I fill
and then a whole story starts
quenching feels would be a thrill.
When my pupils take my notes
would they read devotion in many a line
my fear, a quote or a word floats
my quill unveiled in heart shrine.
I hold my pen with great zeal
two paths I walk, a heart is torn
my love how can I conceal
at a crossroads, a poet is born.
by Sunshine Smile |
Categories:
beauty, celebration, journey, love,
As the golden threads of silver, a mother protects her child
The path they will follow together, through life they leave deep footprints
The love that is shared will always shine its rays, nothing to fear
Sijo
(15-16-15 syllables)
http://www.howmanysyllables.com
14.06.2016
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
- Copyright © All Rights Reserved
- Published in the newspaper : 20.06.2016
by Deb Wilson |
Categories:
father daughter, pain, child, me,
There is a child that looks like me.
Years from now still won't be free.
You'll want to rock her in your arms.
Keep her safe from all that harms.
Some things you simply don't forget.
And there is shame that haunts me yet.
The stark reality is this-
I find it hard to share a kiss.
Children are meant for love and prayers.
Not sneaking footsteps on the stairs.
Fear grows where refuge should be.
Hate floats on a toxic sea.
In all these years sorrow still lives.
A broken spirit but strong will gives
reason to find a better way.
This child is loved by me today.
written 4/13/2013
by Raven Drake |
Categories:
parody, philosophy, symbolism,
Farcical, extravagant
My birthmark is a scar
A speckled blotch ...
A spot of pox
An icon from afar
I'm an upstart, I'm an eyesore
Ranting with a flair
In a tempest, I'm a rabid bird
Setting fire to the air
As dauntless as a hellhag
Unmoved by love or care
I can hold up in a cyclone
Feasting on your fear
I'm your last hope
As a laughingstock
I'm your courage in a dare
As audacious as a terrorist
With death-defying hair
When it's time to play the tragic fool
I'm as flagrant as a glare
Seething with a vengeance
In a tantrum of despair
Written by © Raven Drake
by Samir Georges |
Categories:
devotion, fantasy, friendship, happiness, imagination, inspirational, introspection, life, love, nature, passion, people, philosophy, romancebeauty, beauty, fear,
You are the wild flower in my palm
With no stem to keep you anchored to this covetous earth
You are the fragile thing I dare not cup,
As your petals whittle away under the wind
And flit unfettered in the air;
Exaggerated fear leaves my fingers numb
Hungry need leaves my fingers twitching
And my hand is paralyzed by turmoil
As every breath of wind takes another petal from me
And brings to my lungs, my chest and my heart
An overwhelming scent of need-
You are the wild beauty in my palm
And I dare not hold you to my chest
For I fear to crush you
To know first hand
That caged beauty, is beauty no more.
by Nathan D. |
Categories:
depression, fear, feelings, longing, lost love, love, love hurts,
Closure eludes my clasp
Love wilts, somehow lasts
The destination beyond my grasp
The dream decays day by day
Your light, which never fades
Simply stopped shinning my way
Castrating chains of second chair
Faithfull, I wither for you there
Sucking stale stagnant air
Barely beating beneath my breast
My heart, now a hospice
Gently lays it all to rest
Lightly felt faintly heard
Pumping, pain-numbing words
Its over…its over… its over
by Anson Decker |
Categories:
hope,
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
by Gayle Rodd |
Categories:
crush, cute love, love,
Some are ever hollow
Some are full of lies
Some are evil; menacing
Some are old and wise
Some are full of mischief
Some are full of fear
Some are deep and soulful
Others full of tears
Some are ever roving
Some are ever cold
Some are ever staring
Some are even rolled!
Some are ever flirting
Some are green or blue
Mine are eyes
That can’t disguise
The love they hold for you