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Daniel James Feb 2011
One day in an office somewhere,
On someone else’s time,
Someone had an idea -
They were looking for ways to make up money
Out of thin air.
Now this someone somewhere was a man
For want of a better name, let’s call him Dan
Dan’s idea was simple, it was this:
Let’s start making make-up aimed at kids!
Not kids like students, or as in school kids,
But real kids, you know, of 9,8,7, even 6!
Infants, toddlers, babies, that’s the biz!
We’ll be the market leader in make-up bibs!
Tell them they get purple potts when telling fibs
But try our concealer - Mum won't even notice!
We’ll get some newborn WAG to celebendorse it
And call it something aspirational like, Babywish
In fact, before 12 months they’re really not all that clever
So how about “With Babywish u2 can live 4ever!”
PENTECOST = PINKSTEREN ( in Dutch )

Especially for Mr. Syd 4ever !! God's greatest Blessings for you.

MIS - understand - in = means stand in another place,
misunderstanding = do not understand each other.

Pentecost is the language that everyone understands,
for they are pentecosted.

An empty sack can not walk right or stand upright (African proverb).

Pentecost means that we are again people
who can understand each other in the Spirit of Jesus,
let us pray to God that He again gives us the spirit of Jesus.

Let us pray singing,
Let us pray singing,

that this Pentecost will give us new strength again,
that this Pentecost may bless us again,
that this Pentecost will give us strength again to forgive our fellow man,
that this Pentecost will breathe again life in us,

with the power that is able to forgive and overcome all the mistakes and misunderstandings,

and we will also experience as such:
Forgive and be forgiven

Do not look whether we are rich or poor,
this Pentecost may allow us to experience
that feeling of complete pleasure
in all total love and peace.

That this cup may always overflow with solidarity, love and care.

Peace of the Lord be upon us
until the end of time.
Amen....

a Dedication to Syd 4ever,
with unconditional love, Sylvia.

Sylvia Frances Chan
On Whit Sunday, 15 May 2016
PrttyBrd Feb 2014
Perfection found
in
personality flaws
and
Beauty
in
broken souls
10w
21714
TheTeacher Oct 2012
Late night dedications from you to me.
Writing you letters to see if you are holding it down for me.

Collect calls from me to you and some steamy conversation...
when your family inquires about my whereabouts....you say I'm on vacation.

Your image in my head is what makes each day easier to bare.
I'm writing and doing this time instead of stressing and pulling out my hair.

It's been said that you do the time and don't let the time do you.
I don't want to see the white jackets and be 302'd.

Listening to the radio as the love songs play.....
Daydreaming as I glance at the pictures of us together on Unity day.

The reason I love you is not hard to see or maybe it's just me.
My emotions run wild whenever you're next to me.

Expressing to you my visions and dreams while I'm incarcerated.
Promises that when I get out ....our lives won't be complicated.

My thoughts become hot air balloons and the English language becomes foreign.
A refugee in my own land except my name's not Lauryn.

Wishing I could hold you and fall into a deep sleep.
Time would stand still and nightmares would never creep.

Our love is like a mountain that has no peaks.
I'm missing you like crazy as I'm counting down the weeks.

I'm holding you hostage.  You're a prisoner without the cuffs.
You're saving yourself for me, but it's evident I'll never be worthy enough even if I was free.

The money was my idol and it came so fast.....
Partying my life away and having a blast.
I never thought about how long the money and fun would last.

My rise and fall like a pool that's been deflated.
My capture and imprisonment greatly exaggerated and celebrated.

The families that I've hurt......by them I'm hated.
I've destroyed my neighborhood.  That's what many have stated.

All this is true .....so I'm setting you free.
Consider this the last correspondence you'll ever receive from me.
Please accept this heartfelt apology.  My love I am so....so sorry.

My love has revolved around you.  My every waking thought has been about you.

Now you are telling me that you're setting me free.....
Whoa! wait a minute......How could this be?

Since we were little kids it's been me and you.
You were the paper and I was the glue.
My people said that you were not good enough for me, but I was still stuck on you.

This really hurts my heart as I read the words you've penned.
I realized not so long ago that this relationship must come to an end.
The transition will be difficult and it will take time for my heart to mend.

As I listen to the lockdown love dedications again and again.....
I'll have vivid memories of how this relationship began it end.


                                                                            4ever in my heart
                                                                                Lockdown Love
Amanda May 2018
Crystal splinters fall as tears
Creating ripples of light
Dazzling
I am blinded, filled with fears
Of this never-ending fright night
Wrenching
As the explosion hits my heart
And I feel the pain as it rips in two
Bewildering
Encompassing, this love was new, a start
Of me and U 4ever, I have your text, so it’s true.
You lied.
Chris Jun 2015
-

Along a wooded path we stroll
Past firethorn and evergreen
Following a wondered wish
Illumed by a soft moonbeam

For this we’ve dreamt of evenings past
To find the meaning in our heart
All alone the two of us
Awaiting magic soon to start

I felt a drop upon my lips
Of the moon's soft tender glow
Read my lips by soft moonlight
Loving thoughts for you do flow

The breeze brings its gentle touch
Shivers tingle up my spine
Goosebumps rise on freckled skin
Your arms warmly wrapt 'round mine

So mesmerized by fireflies
Such whimsy on the evening air
A’ flickering of tiny lights
Just for the two of us to share

I point up to a shining star
Its beauty glistens ever bright
And whisper, that is what you are
To me this perfect springtime night

I am nothing more my dear
Than a woman in love with a man
Let me show you what I need
Into my own I take his hand

I guide him to the big oak tree
Our names carved into a heart
"2gether 4ever", this you promised
A kiss seems a good place to start

So there below a canopy
Of branches twisted up above
I kissed the one that I adore
To know the feeling of true love

And as the sun began to set
I held her in my arms so tight
2gether 4ever a dream come true
My promise made again this night
Collaboration with my beautiful girlfriend Holly Jupiter Smith. Her verses in italics. I hope you enjoy our poem.
Kitty Parson Mar 2012
My dearest Darling
Daddy,
My heart yearns for you,
You make my heart pound.
You'll always be in my heart.
            Two
Let our | hearts beet as one.
Be still my beeting heart.
You stole my heart.
My chest is an empty Shell
only your heart can fill.
Eye heart you allot
                            Heartfelt
<3 4ever, youre  Secret
                            Admirer
Sam Miller Jun 2013
Darling sister,
with your hair the purest shade of carrot
falling to the middle of your back,
and eyes the clearest blue,
and freckles splattered across your nose and cheeks
like the angels couldn’t stop blessing you once they started.
You look far too much like a ghost of my past.

Your sparkling curiosity,
your tendency to stay up far too late
because you just can’t put your book down,
not yet, because it’s just getting good
and you want to know what’s next.
The innocence of your smile
and the heartiness of your laugh.
You look far too much like a ghost of my past.

Forgive me, but you are scarier
than any monster in the shows I watch.
Because when I think about how you crave my approval,
how you cling to my company
like it’s the last time you’ll ever see me again,
and how you say, “Will I be like you when I grow up?
We’re just like twins! We’re sisters forever!”
It feels me with liquid fear,
like silver nitrate is being pumped through my veins.

You haven’t seen the darker side of me.
Not all of it, not the breaking down of my very psyche
as the world prepares to squeeze the live out of me
the way we squeeze Jell-O through our teeth
because we think it’s fun.
No, you don’t see the times where I don’t want to face the world.
Instead you see this quirky older sister that you probably always wanted,
I know I did.

I want to be that older sister, the one that you look up to,
the one that takes you places and teaches you things and
helps you understand how to survive in this world.
But I’m scared that I can’t.
I’m scared that one day I’m going to fall,
like Sherlock off of St. Bart’s.
But unlike Sherlock,
I don’t think I’ll be getting back up again.

I don’t want you to see me fall.
I want to be The Boy Who Lived for you,
and **** it if I’m not going to try.
Sure, I’m terrified of all this role model stuff,
it’s not easy, not by a long shot.
But you need me and I’m going to do the best I can.

Love,
Your Big Sister 4Ever
Red Dec 2018
every word
that spills from my broken brain
depresses and subdues

like my endless pain
I'm sorry I'm sad but I'd rather be truthful than smiling and lying
Danziel Jul 2014
12/9/09 ·

Addictive like a Cigarette
More beautiful than the evening sky
So painful like a needle directly to my eye
I try to keep it together like barrette
but my feelings is a pitcher who throws it to the outside
Ur sweet
I wish I can stick to you like a fruit fly

I want to let u know how I feel
but if nerves can **** I'm already dead
Emotions all in pieces like a puzzle
I wish this can be said
I feel like a dog ready to bark
but my mind is my own muzzle

Your joy is what makes me happy
Still I have no joy
Head spinning like I just finished doing the El Roy
Never will I take u 4 granted
but not being able to speak
I'm slowly turning into a manic
In which it's a blissful form of depression

Cornered like a boxer
I'm ready to throw this bout
but seeing you in my corner
keeps me from going that route
I may have lost by the judges
Yet I still feel like a champ
cuz I know ur 1 of my cuts-men
Apart of my training camp

As magnificent as you are
I will not take the risk
I will remain silent
and
Let it blow away with this mist
So it can scatter around and never end
I'm happy but not satisfied
I want you as my Mrs.
but since this will never come
I'm happy to still see u as my friend
Not really to the end
but
Ongoing 4ever

V.v.V. Ds
Stewie Apr 2018
I get tattoos because there is something about the blood that spills from my skin and the immense pain I feel from the needle. The way the tattoo artist uses their hands and whole body to permanently stain my body forever. It's quite neurotic, the sound the tattoo gun makes, that turns me on in a way I can't describe.
Satvik gupta Apr 2022
Feelings are temporary ,

Only Moments live forever.
Speen Cough Jul 2015
I can count to ten now
wanna see?
1 precious daughter from above
2 eyes that catch my gaze
3 handwritten letters I read most every day
4ever sounds kinda nice
5 hours total we've spent together
6 strings on the guitar I play for you
7 surgeries I waited to hear if you were ok
8 at night till 6 in the morning
9 simple songs I wrote about you
10 hour long phone calls
But you taught me more than math
You taught about love
I know it's cheesy, but I guess it's how  feel
Rachael Fuller Aug 2010
Dizzy luvs Lauren
                                     woz ere 2001
This is a pile of –
Who sits here?
                                           me
Chaz 4ever
                             woz ere 2002
English sux
                                            Love you too babe

“I’m pretty sure this isn’t the function of a table.”

(A found poem using the graffiti found on an exam table)
PK Wakefield Apr 2011
o
                                         ,
little star
with fingers
  gowned nimble
    fickles numbly
     bickering the
night with
perhaps slamming
      bruises off white
         fast timidity
                                                   o,
           simply dusting
             forever lovely
               without mortal
                 err ere the dull
                   mother of budding
                     s
                       -tupid unheavy
                          light
                            what slashes
                              night briefly
                                impeding
                                 darkness flaky
                                  flaking breaking
                                 in summer
                                making
                   ­           sorry ladies
                            who sleeping
                           fairies dote
                          'pon slick
                        penultimate
                       spheres
                     where
                    heaven
                  whitely moors                                                            ­                                ,
               her softly
            and her
      deftly
marvelous                                       ­                                                   ..............­..........
   4ever                                                            ­                   ,
     and 4                                                                ­     '
                  ever                                         ­        .   "
                                ever                           ­  ,  '
                                         ever                . '
                                                   eVEr : '
Lauren Dec 2012
Chances are
you will not be anyone else's first kiss ever again,
if ever at all.
Anyone else's first love.
Being eighteen
you must have seen
promises scrawled on a picnic table
"4ever & always"
Chances are that ended at about two o'clock on a Sunday afternoon,
when the perfect boy for you
decided to move
five hours away for school,
and you couldn't take the missing him.
Forever ended.
I was twelve in my neighbor's basement
playing hide-and-go-seek.
I kissed first because I'm tired
of waiting, always have been
the one to leave my eyes open
just a bit.
You'll be perfectly okay when someone who has loved
someone before you
loves you now.
Julie Oct 2018
Time upon a once
In a very stranded place
A strange sound came 2 me
It sounded very high-pitched
It stayed 4ever in my heart
While I smelled the exotic fragrance
A song rose up from my mouth.
The words came by themselves
Spreading Love endlessly
With some nonchalance and cavalry.
My Purple host guided me
In his own **** way
2 his Purple Princedom.
Being a ****** 2 Faith and Prayers
Christianity itself excused my sudden integrity.
Back in the day, I can see clearly now
Why Purple is my favorite color.
I apologize 4 loving you so much.
4 acting like a real shrinking violet on our very first date.
Counting the days until our next close encounter.
When will you offer me Rainbow flowers?
I’m trying to mix Heaven and Hell...
But can’t quite make up my mind
Between Adam and Eve.
Maybe we should be having dinner back at Eden’s
Would you eat my apple first, baby?
Or is it strictly forbidden?

(copyright) All rights reserved Written by Julie -July Billong (Bezons- France)
PK Wakefield Jan 2012
when i do looking(eternally)into
your eyes steeply
the complete
ingenious potion
of their
smallest
drunken dots
eat the entire fullness
of me
and i fall into them
                                                            ­                      


                                        ­                                         4ever
Babygirl Nov 2014
Saying goodbye is always the most painful, knowing it's the end.
Saying goodbye, because there is nothing to say to mend.
Saying goodbye, to the one you love most, because it was your heart he broke.
Saying goodbye, is so hard, because the words choke.
Saying goodbye, this is the end of what was supposed to be 4ever.
Saying goodbye, because the soul has come to sever.
Not evry1s meant to last 4vr
Sum come togethr
thy r beautiful,
thy hold da fires of passion widin em
Thy lyt each odr up,
thn thy burn each odr to da ground...
others.. others come together in peace
thy lauf
thy love
thy part ways btr for having met.
Thn thr r some,
Who consume each odr,
Thy destroy each odr,
Thy rebuild each oder,
Bt alas thy go Seperate ways,
Btr for both.
Have u heard of those,
Rare,
Twosomes who are 2gthr 4vr?
Thy love, thy lauf,
Thy consume, thy lyt fires,
Thy fyt, thy burn,
Thy rebuild, thy remake,
Thy alter, thy stay,
4ever 2gther.
Muyi Mar 2017
Yea +
(×4)
I rob ****** 4 they shoes
Yea+
Yea+

(Me n joey got the juice
Yea+
Yea +)×2

Lowlife
Greedy Gangsters
Imma drug addict
Aye

Imma devil
Imma spirit
U don't want no static
Aye

Selling molly pills n bags
'Ziner on my ***
Aye

Joey crack a beat his *** over petty cash
Aye

Stole some heron
I can't use it so I knock it off
Aye

U been selling shirts 4ever shorty knock it off
Aye

I got 2 ****** doing 40yrs a piece
Aye

Mr reaper (×2)
U not scaring me
Aye

My ***** got hair like just like rogue from the x man
Aye

Rob u blind n sell yo product 2 the next man
Aye

She a pirate
She a siren
She a winters dream
Aye

Low nem grave, he playing *****, get the summers eve
Aye

Jimmy Hopkins wit a pistol
Hang u like some stensils
Aye

Low nem drawing on reaction, in not talking pencils
Aye

Shorty stealing science scales cuz she loves me
Aye

U ain't hear me call u fam so plz don't trust me
Aye

Money man(×2)
Im the son of Sam
Aye

Burnt my soul, I can't ever c the sun again
Aye

All my family drug dealers
Killaz
**** ******
Aye

N Im always looking down cuz Im above ******
Aye

Were da dope (×2)
Were da plug *****
Aye

45 kicker
**** that pistol fit so snug *****
Aye

I know shooters (×2)
Just like hot sauce
Aye

Were Im from couple bills a get u knocked off
Aye
Greedy Gang Lowlife or No life *****
4 .
the fourth
fourth day of the week
a four letter word to describe how i feel about you
four years ago you made my life
four years later i still feel the same about you
i want four more years or even 4 decades
i want to be yours 4ever
lucky number 4
I'll do anything 4 you
so today's the 4th & four years later
i still have been here
Joanne Heraghty Nov 2014
If the days fly past too quickly,
And your heart just shuts it's doors.
You forget the first glimpse you took,
And you look away once more.
Will you still know what I look like?
Will my name still make you smile?
Will everything else be more important,
To only visit me once in every while?
Would you forget all of our conversations,
The ones no one else knows about?
We'll be “Mad Now, Mad 4Ever”
And, ominously, all the elephants will be wiped out!
Do you know how many times, you crawl right into my dreams?
To catch your green-eyed beauty was enough to fall in love, it seems.
You keep on coming back, like a tower in the sky,
You sit your chin upon my head as moments slowly go by.
I know you're mumbling softly, but I do not catch a word.
With my ear pressed to your body, your heartbeat's all I heard.
I continue to share that moment with your presence in my thoughts
Your hands clasped together; around me, is the only image that I caught.
I love how you call me your lady, and I call you m'dear.
And how you wrap your arms around me, as we walk, to keep me near.
I hate how I always wonder if this time you're actually gone.
Or how I simply come to believe I'm somewhere going wrong.
When I seen your face the last day, how lit-up it had got
To meet my face in a crowded place, and ground me to my spot.
There's only this one moment that draws my breath in slow:
We're on opposite sides of the street, both watching each other go.
Your smile is fading out, your figure growing small.
But in all of my memories, I feel, you never walk away at all.
So, just in case you forget m'dear
That the love in my heart is all yours.
I want you to know I'll keep it there,
'till the day you open your heart's doors
December 23rd 2013

© All Rights Reserved Joanne Heraghty
Sky Dec 2015
Scratch the letters into the tree;
Our initials, with a “4ever” added on.
Graffiti love, public and permanent.
Anyone can see the marks,
which will never fade away.
SG+FT 4ever
Duje Vasilj Sep 2018
A young body with an old soul
my heart is trapped and I don't know where to go
My spirit hurts like a sunburn
but stuck in this world I got to learn
that you gotta yearn,
You gotta strive,
You gotta fight
just to stay alive
Demons won't leave me alone if I don't fight back
they got me trippin', I'm under attack

From time to time we all feel like this deep inside
but whatever you do,
don't hide,
Lord will be your guide
You just gotta trust
and you will be blessed with a holy dust
As the title says,
I'm deep,
but this world makes me shallow
I should probably just
go to sleep
Tomorrow will be better
they say,
I hope they are right
and that it stays better
4ever...

Yours Truly
Vaso
Thomas clark Mar 2016
i,d pluck the stars
from out the sky
and place there twinkle
in your eye
i,d give u the dust
from a butterflies wings
i,d search the world
for special things
i,d give my last
and a little bit more
i,d walk a million miles
just to knock on ur door
i,d give u a shoulder to cry on
and always a hand to hold
a small ring with a diamond
and then a band of gold
every minute
of everyday
you,d know u were special
in everyway
cudnt promise you 4ever
but its wat i,d be aiming for
you,d always get my best
and even a little bit more
i,d give you my everything
and all you have to do
is learn to love me
the way that i love you
B Jan 2013
It takes time

Some time feels like 4ever
Some time goes by and you're mad cuz it's over
Sometimes it gets renewed
And your faith is fresh
Like a cold glass of brew
In time, the glass is empty, overflowing
Never knowing until you try
And if you give up
U never really tried
No man should cry
What I was taught
But after battles fought
A new lesson I bought

It takes time
Duje Vasilj Sep 2018
The one who fulfills my heart,
comforts my soul;
she's a work of art
The one who drives me mad,
gets me up when I'm sad,
moms, you are my comrade
The one who's always there beside me,
taught me everything I know
and 4ever and ever
she will be
my ticket to happiness
guarantee...

— The End —