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 May 2014
Roger Turner - Poet
Life is for the living
It's something I just know
Love is more than giving
Love is something that you show

Black and White, shades of grey
Right or Wrong, no words were said
Love was something hidden
Love was always dead

I don't need your fancy presents
They make me feel like I'm in jail
Show me with your actions
Because this heart is not for sale

I'm not your prized possession
I'm not happy when you buy
Pretty things, say I messed up
Your actions, show you try

I've had more gifts throughout my life
Than most guys have had trucks
Don't buy me something, show me love
Or else you're out of luck

I don't need your fancy presents
They make me feel like I'm in jail
Show me with your actions
Because this heart is not for sale

I don't need your fancy presents
They make me feel like I'm in jail
Show me with your actions
Because this heart is not for sale
 May 2014
Mike Hauser
I want to read a book
That's never been read
Hear a gentle word
That's never been said
I want to sit back
And close my eyes
When I open them up
Everything is alright

I want to ring a bell
That's never been rung
Sing along to a song
That's never been sung
Pull back the curtain
With all of my might
So I can expose
Everything is alright

I want to see
What has never been seen
Take a long walk
In the hands of a dream
Reach as far as I can
The highest of heights
And pull down to earth
Everything is alright

I want a spot
Where I feel I belong
Take all that I've got
Before it is gone
I want to shine
The brightest of lights
So I can find
Everything is alright
 May 2014
Denisse
I'll ride in a unicorn if I had a chance
Go visit the hidden garden and take a glance
I'll go drop and make a dance in the moon
Through the magic carpet and massive balloon.

I'll watch the star from falling
Tie a hanky and keep myself wishing
I'll fly with the help of the birds
Make a big conversation with the clouds.

I'll submerge in the sea to play with Ariel
Dance under water and collect shell
I'll travel to visit Alice in the Wonderland
Not minding the dirt in the sand.

I'll ride on the plane and go to Paris
Tour myself in the city of poetry
I'll go to Eiffel Tower to have my dream come true
I don't care if I will go alone, atleast I have my happiness upto my bone.

Paris will be an amazing trip, but it isn't enough
I want to go visit the Queen
In the place where my favorite boyband has been
The place called London, the land I wish I was on.

It's always an amazing thing to imagine
And there is no other place for this, only in this piece.
When you write poem, you can go where you want, you can do whatever you want, you can act without limits. That's an awesome thing in a poem. YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT.
 May 2014
Carl Joseph Roberts
He Has Now Become A Man

My Son has grown into a man
And I am proud of what I see
He gives himself to others
When others are in need

Shows compassion for his fellow man
And has a soul that is so true
Is not afraid to open up
Or to share his heart with you

My son has wisdom beyond his age
Seems to know what to say and do
Wont give the answer that you want
But the one that is right for you

He will stand his ground to do what's right
Or lead a group and make a stand
And that's how I know the boy that was
Has now become a man

For Kylor J. Roberts
"I Love you son, Dad"
I watch as he gives himself to others with no reward to himself other thn the knowledge that he is helping somone else.  I realize I have helped raise a boy into a man. A proud father and a great young man.
 May 2014
llyana
Again, I saw you standing there today
Still i cant find the words to say
Cant let out a "hi" or "hey"
Not even sure if it's okay

All along i've been following you
But when you look back I dont know what to do
Will you ever know this love is true?
Or will i remain forever feeling blue?

If only courage is something you can buy
Then maybe I dont have reasons to lie
About the words that came out as a sigh
Dont want to keep this until i die.
Made this tonight just to have something to post. Cant remember where i put the old ones i wrote.
 May 2014
Roger Turner - Poet
Woke up late
Day's shot to hell
But, hey it's Friday
So, I guess it's just as well

Called in,
booked the day off
I figured what the hell
Had a coffee and ten cigarettes
But, it's Friday...can't you tell

It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes

Figured since
I'm staying home
I'll watch some tv shows
Cable bill got missed this month
I guess that's how it goes

It's Friday
so, I'm going
To head down to the bar
But, I find out in my driveway
That someone stole my car

It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes

I think
I'll call a taxi
That'll get me to the bar
Then I think
You *****
You left your wallet in the car

The day
is going nowhere
And it seems, I am too
But, hey
At least it's Friday
And to me...it's nothing new

It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes


No wife
No car, a day off too
No tv shows to see
There's nothing
more can happen
That can make this worse for me

Breakfast, it's
cold coffee and
at least ten cigarettes
But, hell
It's frickin' Friday
And the day ain't started yet...

It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
 May 2014
Denisse
Feeling like I’m floating in a pool of happiness
All is well, everything is okay and there is a sight of
straight and narrow way
Decays are banded and ghost from Satan is stranded
A chance for Eternity, that’s all I see

I’ve been in the side of this world’s distress
In a room where there is an overflowing of mess
I’ve been in a haunted place before
Loads of problems, trials and aches that cuts me to the core

I still remember the confusion of being unknown
I can do nothing but buried myself and frown
Those “Life is so unfair!” moments rings in my mind
The point where I can’t lift where I should stand

And what I realized now is God is love, generosity and everything
I once believe in this. Now I never allow my weakness to paralyze me
I learned the most important lesson in my life:
That is my one certainty; we are all the manifestation of His divinity

He never promises us an easy journey, only safe arrival …
This is an original composition. I wrote it 4th of December, 2012, then revised it last 5th of February, 2014.
 May 2014
Denisse
You enter because you want me and you to have jam
But to make it clear, you are not welcome
I know you very wee
In to the point that you made me fell.

And trust me, that was my biggest mistake
The bad feeling that i'd rather be bake
I am trying to forget you
But you show up like mushrooms do.

You are the boss of all the sin
And you are working 24/7 to keep us mean
Yes, I expect you to exist in my life
A Trespasser who is holding a knife.

Satan you are not welcome
Turn around and never come
I'm over you and I'm so glad to lose you
A Trespasser like you deserves a boo!
 May 2014
Denisse
"Roll! Take One, Action!"
It feels like I'm in a movie
Filming my own story
Directing myself without a parody.

I act, tears fall and mouth grins
Go jogging and walking in the park while eating beans
Others should realize that, that's life
Enjoying it's every part, left and right.

That's what I want to take
If I'm given a Last 5 Seconds to make
To give my life a recess
Like a kindergarten not suffering from stress.

Life is too beautiful
To spend time thinking how to be useful
Stand up, be fearless.
 May 2014
Denisse
I am here not to stay
But to prepare a way
In the place where there is no decay.
#shortest #paradise #eternallife
 May 2014
Denisse
There's something about this past few days
I can't explain what's going on
I can't do nothing but to continue and hold on
All I know now is I am smiling without knowing how.

In the back of my mind, there is you lookin' at me in secrecy
I'll never forget the feeling I felt while you are waving
I still recall the playful conversation at the stairs
I don't know why, but I am captivated by your eye.
This is an incomplete poem. Haha, some words are not accurate to post in here because this poem is base from a real life experience, I mean all my poems.
 May 2014
Denisse
Different people in same ways
Same problems but different decays
In this life, we should always move ahead
So wake up, get up in bed.

Have you ever think how does a round pizza place in the square box?
Not fit and compatible as rice place in sacks
Have you ever wonder why glue doesn't stick to it's container?
Not like hell where perfect folks are sinner.

It was cool how life brings unanswered questions
That made us wonder and suddenly make conclusions
It's funny how life brings confusement
When the only tool is perfect arrangement.
 May 2014
Denisse
It feels like having a nightmare
It must be the sweetest daydream
But then, it turns to be a failure,
in the top of the balance beam.

Staying up all night with not so easy stuff
Being with that electric numeric thing without sleeping
Being crazy analyzing
There are loads of question marks everyday in my head.

This is maybe not for me
HE cut me down so I can see
It's not facing an avenue of broken dreams
There is just a time not to hold.

I'm falling but it doesn't mean I will stop trying.
This is one of the special poem I made for myself and for whoever read this. I have this special power called FAITH to continue with my dreams. As the Bible said: "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven" (Ecclesiastes 3) Dream big. Let Go[D]
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