No poet, I'm a PoetryJournal of thoughts, emotions, and experiences. All works here are solely mine. Stay away plagiarizers. Read more
No poet, I'm a PoetryJournal of thoughts, emotions, and experiences. All works here are solely mine. Stay away plagiarizers. Read more
PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Feb 4, 2016

Without knowing who the audience is
The poet writes only for inner peace.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Sep 1, 2015

What only needs to be felt
can hardly be explained.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Aug 6, 2015

There can't be gender equality.

GOD is still a HE.

monotheism
PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Jul 18, 2016

Penniless starved of bread
his only treasure he carries in head

he's the wingless bird on constant flight
no darkness can steal his light.

The sky is a clean slate.

Write your dreams on it.

Happy 2017 to all poet friends.
PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Sep 9, 2016

The only cure
to the feeling of failure
is retry.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Oct 19, 2015

Some people
make it possible
to create wealth
impossibly large.

Behind every great fortune lies a great crime ~ Balzac
PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Feb 19, 2016

Write
through your agony
to alleviate
someone else's.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Mar 20, 2016

is the hope
someone would be interested
in our story.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Nov 3, 2016

Express
not to impress
but to not repress
the emotions.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Jan 21, 2016

You have a roof
four walls and a bed
what if the many
have no shelter on head

You have a table
laid with food everyday
what if the many
don't have one meal a day

You have a wardrobe
with your clothes' load
what if the many
are in the cold unclothed

You have a car
fueled to speed
what if the many
suffer lack of basic need

You have a heart
a conscientious mind
what if you don't share a part
with them left behind

economic disparity is man-made, the least we can do is to share a little of our privileges with the ones having none, instead of looking away.
PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Nov 23, 2015

While loving
forget not

wisdom is a spoiler for emotions.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Oct 26, 2016

Upon lake
by the wind's kisses
moon breaks into pieces.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Feb 8, 2016

You only flatter to deceive
the more you promise
the less I receive

the less I receive
the more I grieve
You only flatter to deceive

You only flatter to deceive
in all you promise
I foolishly believe

the more I believe
the more I grieve
You only flatter to deceive

You only flatter to deceive
the more I trust
the less I receive

the more you promise
the more I believe
You only flatter to deceive

You only flatter to deceive
promise so much
so less I receive

the less I get
the more I believe
You only flatter to deceive

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Jan 8, 2016

There's a dizziness in my head
eyes rebel with blur
when i read a poet was here and dead
yet breathing words from afar.

Beneath the old magnolia tree
I used to hold you close to me
And there I carved upon that tree
That I loved you and you loved me

Beneath the white magnolia blooms
You cast a spell with your perfume
I believed those wooden words were true
Ingrained in hearts of me and you

But time wears out what boys engrave
Nothing's left of the love you gave
Except that old magnolia scar....
I wish our love had come so far

Yeah, I wish those words were still on track
Cause every spring I dream me back
To tender lips and sweet perfume
Beneath the white magnolia blooms

But time wears out what boys engrave
Nothing's left of the love you gave
Except that old magnolia tree
Reminding me.....reminding me......


Comes that moment when skin is dust
the legacy the words we leave
a poet's mind lies gravestone cast
for a heart to find retrieve.

There is a past age
That no one can alter
And tomorrow will be
What tomorrow will be

But here in the middle
Is one precious moment
A quicksilver instant
That challenges me

RIP Louise Brown (1953-2015), an outstanding poet and songwriter who contributed to this site.
http://hellopoetry.com/louisbrown/
The words in italics are his from his poems The Old Magnolia Tree and Moment of Truth (his last post here on August 28, 2015).
This work inspired by a feeling of sadness while visiting his work.
PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Aug 29, 2016

I could never be a poet

A few short lines
and winds whisper in my ears

enough your job is done
go out and get the view
the world outside is a dazzling hue

flowers are attired in their best
birds are singing in their nest
spectacles are waiting for you
hush of dawn morning dew
expanse of night starry glow
milky way moonlight's flow


I drop the pen and run outside
not a man but a child wide eyed
so you know why my words are few
the winds call me to get the view.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Mar 24, 2016

Faith can be a vital blessing
or
a deadly curse.

I hate though to harp on the topic.
PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Feb 10, 2016

Write love poems
as if
you would never outgrow them.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Apr 26, 2016

I have not been to the river
but she flows in my eyes.

PoetryJournal
PoetryJournal
Oct 16, 2015

I salute the poets
who living in the quagmires of sorrow
raise a light
to dispel the darkness.

I salute the poets
who with their feet sinking
raise a tune
to revive hope.

I salute the poets
who deeply deprived
raise a hand
to offer solace.

I salute the poets
who of load of pains
don't groan
but let their art
be radiant
as a beacon.

My vote goes to them.
 
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