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Because you are in it, so I shall stand firm in it.

Because as long as you are in my Life here.

I shall stand firm, and never give up in this Life.

Because you are in my Life, I shall stand Firm.

For there is none other that Loves me Like you do.

There is none other, that I Love like I Love you.

As long as you are in my Life, I shall never give up.

For you are so Special to me, you mean so much to me.

So  I shall stand Firm, never giving up but standing firm.
 Jun 2017
Donna
shining star in sky
you appear in evening light
braving this sad world
sometimes the world can be a sad place x
 Jun 2017
Terry Jordan
I can’t take Sam off speed dial
I’m expecting his call
Especially Sunday mornings
Warming up, stretching tall

That’s when he always calls me
Though sometimes I call him
Now twenty Sundays have passed
My chances getting slim

I can’t delete my brother
I’m still yearning for his call
He owes me one, even though
He died one Sunday last fall
A sentimental piece from real life-I keep Sam's number on my speed dial & miss him terribly since he died 5 months ago...
 Jun 2017
Oise Godsent Abode
They laughed when I fell
But when they looked
To see if I was down
I was nowhere in sight
Because I fell upwards
Don't stay down. Let the ground be a springboard
 Jun 2017
Valsa George
From here and there
I hear him speak
His voice, falling in mild whispers
But he always plays hide n’ seek

At times he speaks loud n’ clear
Sometimes so harsh and stern
How he denies my wild longings
With a stubborn ‘Yes’ or ‘No’

What magic and mystery in him stored
I am at a loss to gauge
Amid the shards of my broken sleep
I often struggle to decipher his mysterious codes

I sought after him ever and ever
Down the nights and through the days
Taking him to be one from the dead,
I searched him through avenues dark

Along aisles of the dead lain in rows
And in the hallways of fame
But he eluded me like a mysterious sprite
Prancing around and hiding about

When I give up my search after him
He shouts and whistles amid the din
And I see faint truths suddenly uncoiling
Forming in me a clearer perspective of life

At the end of my incessant search
I chanced to meet him within my own self
Peering into my depths, I saw him, his face veiled
And a balance held obliquely in his hands

Lifting the veil from his countenance
I saw him clear, clear as in a mirror
Someone with such commanding air
And stern with an impassive demeanor

In the still pool of humid silence
I heard him introduce himself
His sound ringing so distinct and clear
Leaving echoes in the hall of stillness

“I am CON- SCI-ENCE,
Your alter ego
Listen to me, you shall not stray’’!
 Jun 2017
martin
I sip at my beer in gentle fright
At the local community open-mike night
Never done this thing before
How it would go I wasn't too sure

My turn came soon, I think is this wise?
My casual air a thin disguise
Get close to the mike, speak slow and clear
They won't understand if they can't hear

I reel off the poems
They laugh and they clap
So in a month's time
Perhaps I'll go back...
last night

Tell us about your open-mike experiences.
 Jun 2017
Ronell Warren Alman
Believe that you can love
It is always in the air
You can make your case
The pathway is clear
There is a mountain to climb
But, you must put forth the effort
Look within yourself
That is where you should start
Girl, just find it in your heart
To try to love again
Lift yourself upward
Continue to grow my friend
Be that shining beacon
For brightness is there
Make those grand strides
Be the one to be sincere
You may feel down and out
And you may be heartbroken
Filled with grief and pain
Because words have been unspoken
But, you must be strong
And continue to rise
Just believe that you can love
Have a strong will to survive
 Jun 2017
anu
Just hold a pen
But I don't have plan

Heart forces me to write
But  I kept quiet

Its not that I don't  have words
But its states that I hold tears

And I write that I hold hope
Without any stop
Hope
Going to be my everything
Pray
Tie me down to Rose Valley,
my special place,

I'll happily spend
what's left of forever,
in my sacred space.

Lock the gates,
throw-away the keys,

I'm begging you,
Oh please,
Oh please!

Leave me all alone,
let me get lost in the woods,
I'll be just fine,

I know these trees,
like the back of my hands,
this enchanted forest is all mine!

Let me wander around,
let me sit under the sun,

Let me be a prisoner
to such freedom,
I'll willingly do my time
until it's done!

Let me spend
my remaining days in solitude,  
I'll make the most of my time,

I'll never, ever, look for anyone
to complain to,  
I'll never commit such a crime!

Allow me to surrender myself,
assign to me a full life-term,

I can promise you this...
from my special, sacred place,
I shall never, ever, return!

You have my word!

Let it be said!
Let it be heard!

By Lady R.F. (C)2017
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