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 Aug 2012 Robyn
Sarah Bat
I wish I had enough words
The right words
To write a love poem about love
I wish I knew enough beautiful words
Enough dangerous words
Enough stupid words
Enough ecstatic words
To write a love poem about love
But alas I do not have the words
To explain the beauty of giving yourself to someone
Body mind and soul
Or the danger in surrendering so completely to another living being
Just as falliable as you are
Or the stupidity in opening yourself up
To the possibility of the worst pain you were ever feel
Or the complete ecstasy
That comes with the reckless abandon for yourself that love brings along
But I do not have the words to explain all that
Because I am merely human
And while loving is the most human thing of all
To describe it is so far beyond the realm of human comprehension
Because part of the beauty of love
Is that it is never the same for any person
Or between any two people
And no mere mortal could ever hope to understand
Something so varied and divine
So I will not write a love poem about love
Because I do not have the words
And I will not seek to understand it
Because I do not need to
All I need
Is to feel it.
 Aug 2012 Robyn
Michael Benton
Endless sea-foam ribbons twist along the shore left by waves,
waves recalled into the sea.  Many waves, their numbers never to be known.
With a drunkard’s walk I trace their path at the water’s edge.
Though the path I trod leads nowhere, it still gives me direction.
My body follows my eyes, my eyes follow the foam, the endless twisting foam.

Endless sporadic emotions twist within my mind left by pain,
pains long ago endured.  My pains!  Too many to count, these pains that I have known.
With a drunkard’s folly I bring them back from my soul’s darker edge.
Though to do so helps nothing, it still gives me direction.
My mind follows my soul, my soul follows the emotions, my endless twisting emotions.

Sea-foam is the evidence of waves that once washed upon the shore.
The proof they did exist.  What more could you ask of a wave?  Nothing.
Emotions are the evidence that my soul is still there within me.
The proof it does exist.  What more dare I ask of my soul?  Nothing at all.
I do not follow the wave, nor do I the pain, sea-foam and emotions are enough for me.
Copyright © 2008 MHBenton
 Aug 2012 Robyn
McKenna M
Fingerless gloves and peach coloured roses.
Tell me you love me before my eye closes.
I'll always love you, no matter the cost,
Of beauty and love, we'll never be lost,
I stand atop, the stars shine bright.
I cry, into the dead moonlight.
knowin this is, the end of days.
I long my eyes, to meet your gaze.
But nothing i say, will change your mind.
Longing to hold you one last time.
I realise this is goodbye...
Wiping the teardrops from my eyes...

I gaze into the cold black sky...
and whisper...

True love, never dies...
 Aug 2012 Robyn
Charlotte Elliott
Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee Whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

Just as I am Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
 Aug 2012 Robyn
Lohboy1
Dreamer
 Aug 2012 Robyn
Lohboy1
I remember her,we meet once in a dream

It was unusually warm for Winter,felt more like Spring.

She was dancing softly through my imagination unaware of me

I've never been haunted by spirit so free.

Her eyes notice my unflinching stare

I hung my head embarrassed

Hoping to look up and she'd still be there.

I got my nuts up enough to force out a hello,

She replied "hello,how are you"?

Her voice was fresh and sweet and new

Sweet like honeysuckle,fresh like morning dew.

I talked to God I prayed she would come closer

My prayers were answered when she put my her hand up on my shoulder.

Her eyes they were like amber,painted some kind of crimson colored brown

I was hypnotized trapped like I was in quicksand and slowly going down.

Her smell reminded me of lavender in Summer

I saw lightning crash I heard the roll of distant thunder

I never believed in magic but I had to wonder

If she was playing tricks,was it a spell she had me under?

Her smile broke down all my walls,jumped my fences,and got around my traps

She could tell I was nervous she smiled again and I relaxed

I knew then if I told her I loved her I wouldn't have to take it back.

She took me by the hand and said "come on boy you seem sweet"

Lets take a walk,lets have a talk, and lets laugh right down the street

She breathed deep,I breathed deep,her heart beat,my heart beat.

In that moment,that single moment,that single grain in the sands of time

When I realized I'd always be hers and she'd always be mine.

My heart was content I wanted nothing more I couldn't imagine nothing less

I wondered her ring size on the hand I had clutched tight to my chest.

We walked,we talked,and we laughed straight towards the sunset.

I was dreaming of the future and all that we haven't done yet.
this is my frustration.
this is my breaking point.
this is my breakthrough.
this is my fidelity.
this is my pride.
this is my comfort.
this is my most awkward part of my day.
this is where my knees start to shake and my shoulders tense under your fingertips.
this is where my mind wanders too far, but not far enough.
this is where your flesh isn't enough.
this is the spot on the stairs where you kissed me.
this is the spot on the stairs where you forgot to kiss me.
this is where you lay your head.
this is where you wish you could lay your head.
these are the lips that want to love you.
these are the lips that lied to love you.
 Aug 2012 Robyn
Siegfried Sassoon
You were glad to-night: and now you’ve gone away.
Flushed in the dark, you put your dreams to bed;
But as you fall asleep I hear you say
Those tired sweet drowsy words we left unsaid.

Sleep well: for I can follow you, to bless
And lull your distant beauty where you roam;
And with wild songs of hoarded loveliness
Recall you to these arms that were your home.
Do not stand at my grave and weep..
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry..
I am not there. I did not die.
 Aug 2012 Robyn
Ian Boyd
My job is to find the Higgs Boson
with experiments I hope might expose one,
and when asked, day to day,
to define it I say:
'a neutrino without any clothes on'.
by which i mean of course that a boson lacks the exclusivity through 'identity' of a fermion.
Hope this helps.
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