#written poems on Hello Poetry

Star BG Jun 2017

Coloring my silence with the inks of divine song I write, whispering to awaken souls. Dabbling in a masterpiece of rainbow delight.
I dance, ponder, and dream making a stage for written word to perform.
My gratitude pours out to readers eyes who gather
as words cascade from heart into a waterfall of graceful prose.
And as I feel peace cradling my crafted verse, I smile bonding with energies to share on a vellum canvas inside forever tomorrows.

StarBG © 2017

Inspired by Sun. She is a master of words beautiful.

#waterfalls #verse #vellum #writing #written #word

solEmn oaSis May 2017

~ ~ once there was eye ~ ~ (the untold story)

there comes a time
i don't intend to look at my self
there comes a time
i do pretend that i am okay
until one day in my life
i decided to come across such traces
Whereby I can Allocate My phrases
What goes up and down, but still remains in the same place?
What gets wetter & wetter the more it dries?
What's there beyond the blue skies?
What's there behind the faint glaze?
despite of all its emptiness
i just can't find the answers.
Maybe because my vision shown me less
or possibly because of the Lost* ..... Tears in my Eyes ....
not even how i tried to Reach that mountain's peak
still i am not tired to Search those lines of mine i chose to pick!
Though I know it was not that hard
for me to get down back on the yard
through taking the landslide experience
with no one catching as i fall
except for the hunger and thirst of my soul
every time i heard the loud whisper of nature's call!

And so i took a rest yet having TINY pierce
on the shirt seen on my left bleeding chest
not knowing for a LITTLE while
until the Fairy Wind told Me so.
It hurts me seriously like a burn heat
when i uprooted the ****** thorn on it.
But some kind of relief
when i held that grief!
and started to draw
Whenever i saw
a falling dry leaf
once there was eye.

once there was eye
i used to paint recently
thru the blood flown
straight from A loving heart
where tears were dropping apart!
And suddenly here comes my line
conspiring with my mystery rhyme
once there was eye full of emotion
i had been delineate with a notion
there's something i wanna share
here i am walked closer to shore
thinking out loud about my vow
that I Must Have to Take a Bow
for me to see my own real complexion
Right Down to the Image of reflection
made by swaying waters
on The River of Dreams!
And once there was eye
watching unto it like the way i did...
someone will learn how to look deep up above
and can exercise when to visualize what is Hidden,
yet for those eyes who can only see what is Given
blessed are they, for they need not nothing to dig what is written!

once there was eye
who wants to untie
that thick blind fold
"come on give it a try"
OPEN IT UP !
i will be grateful for sure!!
and my glad will become so high!!!
once there was eye emphasizing his sigh
to give this poem some light.
once there was eye who also wants
their own style and interpretations
of this solemn piece i entitle...
~ ~ once there was eye ~ ~ (the untold story)
*LET IT FLOW !

inks out of its vessel ,
links the author's influential spell !
consistency is my game
solEmn oaSis is my pen name

i am fluent of no language
but TAGALOG is my mother tongue
Proud to be Filipino
who loves to look after international Language!

#given #written #sequel #prequel

Star BG May 2017

Engeries

Waterfall energies like beautiful thoughts enter my heart.
There, they rest for a short time before coming out inside dancing step, a breath, an intention to pass light around.

Sunlight energies like warm thoughts pulsate in mind.
There, they rest for a short while before emerging
to grow in flowering verse to pass love around.

Life force energies like hugging thoughts radiate into self.
There, they rest for a short time before being transformed
into the written word to share love for all.

Energies are present to inhale and ground with. Anchor into the new energies. They are gifts to transmute old thought patterns and realign in the truth of who we are Divine, sacred, worthy, and whose essence is love

#energies #written #word #life #force #transformed #love

stephanie marie May 2017

Dreams

I once saw a tall man,
I usually see him when I wake up at 3AM

He always stands there eerily,
He always stares, nowhere else but me

I never saw his eyes nor did I see a face,
I just felt his eyes, even though its just a black space

Sometimes I'm afraid of sleeping because of him,
The strange thing is, ever since I saw him there,
I had no memory of my dreams.

It may be my paranoia, or I don't know, him?
He just stand there in the corner even when the light is dim,

I can see him, smiling, please leave me be.

#dreams #nightmare #havent #written #in #*** #long #time #sorry

Angelina Apr 2017

Unspoken Words

Writing down these thoughts.
These words.
Imagining your wondering eyes.
Looking over and studying my unspoken words.
The things I could never say.
Or the things you never bothered to even ask.
You see I wish you knew more about me.
Not the normal questions.
But the deep unsensored questions about life.
What kind of tea do I like?
How many creams and how many sugars?
What is my favorite genre of reading and how many books do I have?
Which do I like better, sociology or psychology?
You will never know these answers.
Because you will never ask questions like these.
These unspoken answers will never slip threw my lips.
With these beautiful. Words.

#beautiful #unspoken #words #written #down #slip #lips

ㅡjatm Apr 2017

Beautifully Written

Your mind is a tunnel
that never ends
and I need to slip inside it
immerse myself for a while
for I may never know
what I might find there
but one thing I know for sure
one thing I already found out is..
about you being a writer
a poet
who has written on me
who has written a part of my life
and darling,
you have done it..
so beautifully.

(j.a.t.m.)

#love #poem #poet #life #writer #written #beautifully

cypress Mar 2017

anxiety

an itch in your shoulders
that you cannot scratch
you try to ignore it
but it demands
to be heard

#anxiety #am #at #2 #written

Kata Mar 2017

When Nothing Is Certain, Anything is Possible

I like my simple way of writing
It represents who I am
And who I sometimes want to be
I like the way I think, I’ve found a certain freedom in it
But that freedom exists nowhere else
Not in any ***** nor sinew nor bone
Django is a free slave.
Too long I’ve been feeling like a trail gone cold
Pull me by the back of my throat, rest in the bed of my bones
And call me home
Because I’m lost, and maybe I just want to be found.
- Kata

#poetry #words #art #poems #wordsmith #writer #artist #written #blackandwhite #african

Jeopardised Plain Jane Jun 2015

tongue

I was seduced by your tongue.
From the menu in it's ripe pink
bequeathed with syllables
of toxic waste pronounced;
production rivaling the healthiest liver
in this materialistic marketplace.

Still it is a delicate decadence
not for the faint-heart by recommendation
can only be served in it's ****** state
never preserved with age nor maturity
for it's zest for life can never be tainted
even when cooked
it still wags on and on....
churning more poison.

I placed my order
may the best man win,
I was not a coward.
Bon appetite.

#the #day #*** #paper #test #written #before