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A little girl, lonely and lost, draws pictures in the sand
Suddenly, a shadow of a little boy falls across her hand
His awkward smile endears him to her
His gentle words weld together
Until they draw in the sand, side by side
Laughing and smiling with care and with pride

But the girl is still lonely, the girl is still lost
The price of her heart comes with a cost
A single confession, on a white screen
Such a thing she could never have foreseen

The little girl tells a tale of sadness and woe
The little boy sits and listens to her lowest low
And then he has his own tale to tell
Of how an angel almost fell

A not-so-little girl, lonely and lost, draws pictures in the sand
Next to a not-so-little boy, with a quivering hand
The hand she takes and folds into her own
At last, she knows, she is not alone
 Oct 2014 lilpoiein
RW Dennen
i am a small and insignificant person i listen to the negative
"cannot do"unless I become aware of my true abilities
I become empowered and not listen to the i people
you and I can change  The you i person has the great ability
to change into the you I person also We can be great partners
being you I and me I otherwise there remains total confusion
such as:
you i and  me I
or
you I and me i
or
You i and me i
And if we do this right we get..............:) instead of...................:(
I or i
thank you I or you i ,which one do you choose?
I woke up today
I can't say much of the people I slept with yesterday
Some woke with problems, while most passed away
But he gave me the grace to stay another day
I'm filled with joyful songs and words to say
Because through thick and thin he paved my way
Even though I was unworthy, he still chose to stay
I was pulled by the world and led astray
I realised this and dropped on my knees to pray
Father Lord, here I am do not drive me away
I have sinned and I know I've got my price to pay
I need your blood to cleanse me and wash this sins away
In only you I will trust for you do not betray
And in your cosy ***** i'll love to lay.

I know that Jesus 'still alive I can feel him breathing
So all I just gotta do is pray and keep believing
I used to think
The world was my canvas
I would paint upon
And speak my thoughts
That I ponder on
A World of love
I would write them unto my mind

That would hear my words
So I try and try
But to no avail
Our hearts are ripped
From day to day

We paint
We write
We love
We pray
In this world of canvas

Among all the meaningless time
In the end they are all the same
All the feelings that flows through our
Veins
As we discover life of the arts
In various ways
In the world of canvas...

Debbie Brooks 2014 -
 Oct 2014 lilpoiein
C Me
Eating up books,
Chewing up lines,
No purpose or reason
Just passing of time.
A moment of quiet,
And clarity of mind,
For some unknown reason
The words start to  rhyme.

Readers forgive me
if it seems absurd;
if it looks unfinished
Or missing a word.
There’s really no telling
How ideas will start,
In moments of sadness
Or matters of heart.

Sometime a soul saver
In trials of stress,
When balance of mind
Seeks sated redress.
Tuning out life,
The kids and TV,
For a few simple words
And a mind flowing free.

Awakened at night,
When sleep is no rest,
Is often I  find
When I do it the best.
Or when no one is home,
With a nice cup of tea,
A few stolen moments ….
My pen and me.
A forbidden love,
That can never be.
A heart that beats,
But can not see.
A choice,
That I must make.
To take a chance,
And risk a heart to break.
Or play it safe,
And leave it this way.
And deal with the feelings,
That won't go away
 Sep 2014 lilpoiein
Daniel Wetter
I want to explore what is beyond the minds eye,
beyond what I can find.
What defines being alive.

I want to unlock closed doors,
and explore whats behind.
A star destined to glow,
will find a way to shine.

The re build can be better,
than original structure.
Wisdom and patience reduces the wonder.
If they don’t have reaction,
then why am I asking?
Knowledge is power,
so answers are lacking.

I think so I want.
I want so I get.
If it wasn’t so hard,
I’d hardly commit.
This is my life,
and I’ll never forget.
I'm given this life,
so I can go **live.
Keep thinking
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