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A bed-sits high and dry,marooned on a sandbank of night.
As  radio 4-casts its nets to isolated ships like me that rudderless drift on into the light.

Still dark outside,no sounds,save the distant echoing bark of a hungry fox ----streets away.
Another dawn ripped blackbin bag of a day creeps and ouzes in

Heavy unfocused lids fogged in the steamy smokeyness of tea and a first ***    
plenty of time            plenty of time.
Time before the world wakes to the morning pips and its flushing, brushing, rushing sounds

A greyness gathers just beyound my pained curtains, as with a silent sigh a roosted blackbird clears its fasted throat.

Then as if by magic I 'm carried, scimming high above and beyound this mooring set in a silvered sea,on a welcomed mantra known to all.

As if a calling pray at day break,following each word in a moment subline
               Un angle vole                                                          un angle vole.

Rockall - Malin - Hebrides
         Humber - Fisher - German bight
               Thames - Dover - Wight.

Each single secert understood and noted only by a few as I glide over in paced, pausey surf rolling words

North northeast - 994 - Falling slowly - Low pressure moving away - Gales 8 very poor - Backing 3-4 later - Mainly good - Becoming variable - Syclonic later - Increasing 6-7 mainly west - Swally showers for a time - Fair - Good.

Oh so good, each pure English comforting sounds heard over lapping waves of air.

The bushy wet nosed fox sulks and cowers away from the breaking sun, as the blackbird draws a dewdropped breath though golden nib and tapping gently, call a hidden choir into song just for me.

Reminding me of the things I'd for gotten I care about.

Sharp timed unwelcomed pips flood the ears to prise open sticky eyes from promised dreams and spoon-cuddles warm
As I set forth on wetted pavements, ready to decline into my charted day.  

Yet smiling as if blessed and no longer alone
            But filled with early morning salty thoughts of strangers
        
                  I
                     have
                                yet
                                       to
                                            meet
Karijinbba Sep 2018
~~~~~~~~~~
Hello its me ScarlettRose
Nightingale
~~~~~
The exquisit image of the lark returns me to heaven and my soul cries woe have turned to songs of praise.
I thought of  how you bet your
love, and again I found you
all over again through a love magazine singles ad
dearest Knight my Lancelott
King beloved omnipresent
God-like heart of Gold.
twinflame beloved.
The wise universe knowing my inner core had returned you
back to me unaware of the mystery unfonfolding
  treasures, true love, fame and great fortune all mine for the taking.
Us together was treasure enough
when we were very young.
in Astlleros ship yard.
but your strange detective methods of going to a slandering previously rejected,
medically impotent man in lew of just taking time to know me and ask me your concerns my leaping zoaring love wàve
retracted
backfiring on us distrust
You left me hoping for me to go find you in wormhole loop but
time became our foe.
Unrequieted love sat in
suffering was unbearable.
No water quenched such love nor floods drowned it
and my best years went by to unexpexted motherhood
but children's carrussels kept whispering sad secrets from beyound and my heart couldn't be apeaced
~
Throught the years I became amnesic to rddbba treasures
I wished I was never born
kidnapped sadomized what a small price replacing death!
my babes and me barely alife.
but I thought
of your hands body and eyes on me and I felt all over in you
on a hill aroused,
I felt mentally fast awakene'd
able to show my inner core  feelings and cry openly
but I weeped mostly nights
secretly wistfully
for the nunnery had shot me down five hungry toyless chilhood dead-calm years.
Silenced as orphans are
my spontaniety of first thought responces to most questions failed and you thought I didn't love you! That was wrong!
I thought of your mind bending grassy tearful blues looking in awe at my pictures
my star gazer lover you gazing
at my starry looking eyes
scrutinizing mine absence
unaware of how much
I truly loved thee!
I thought of you arguing with tequila thinking of me
loving me missng me,
face to face thrilling me
patient as your true love can be
marrying me so that not even God could pull us appart

I thought of you thinking of me
and getting hard ons.
Spiritual and physical joys
were presented here
you were the perfect lover
Best husband best father best friend.
in this light your star shines on brightest over me
Oh how I loved thee! no other lover quenched mine vessel
spirit heart and soul!
Reversing the spell of the friendly fortune.
Inwealth trumps outer wealth state.
External wealth of a Kings state;
possessions, land, power
your nation
A lovers worth more then a Kings external internal states.
When in disgrace with fortune and mens eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse
Wishing me like to no more rich in hope
Featured like him with friends possess'd,
Disiring tbis man's Art and that mans Scope,
With what I must enjoy contented least
With this thoughts myself almost dispising.
Haply I think of thee, and then my state,
Like the lark at break of the day arising,
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate,
For that sweet love
Remembered such wealth brings
that then I scorn to change
my state with kings.
~~
By! Shakespare and me
All Rights Revered and reserved.
Dear Rhett Rk J Paul I am sorry
Not a day, Not a day goes by
that I don,t think of you the good mostly The sacred Hill where the Road not taken bent down into the underground and Veracruz
You were the Love of my Life
sigh..
Ayeshah Mar 2010
He Fights to be the Provider,
Hiding the Pain he Sometimes feels,
Trying to be your Healer,When you both have to seal -Deals ...
In life that give way to many...
Mistakes, He lifts you up when your feeling down,
Holding all he feels deep, Down,
Worries about what you don't have while trying
to make you Laugh,
Sometimes Sitting  up, Late at night thinking
of another way to give everything
Helping you
Through the old wounds of pain caused by another Mans
Abuse,un truths or lies you never forgave,
Taking blame even thou its not in him to hurt
this presious women,
To him You are everything,
Asking Nothing of himself,
When your in pain he leands the help,
taking all your worries away
Pain Skecthed on his face,
You dont Notice, your too stuck in your own
Turmoils, You dont think..., What dose he need,
A Mans Struggles
Is beyound us,We only know what we WANT, As Women
Some of Us don't trust enough or care long as we
Get OUR share..,
We aruge with him,
Fight and fuss,
Making it harder on him to just be a Man
His Struggles,
Not to mention The Father or daddy to some of our kids,
Even when their not even his,We burend you with our self
conclusions and confusions, Make you Pay Everyday
for something you didnt do or Never Could..
Mistreatment is evident as
We give to him
Our own Abuse ...Words Hurt him too,
Even thou he Holds it ALL in
As Girls, Ladies and Women,We concurred you,
With looks of our own Deceptions and lie to get you in our web,
Black Widows Grasping at you, laying you on the plater not really
knowing what "lies" Ahead,
Not All Women but Many of THEM...,
Taking him from Man to the Beast paying for
The ******* by other old peeps family
or the Other Ex's
Not leaving Room for him to be Next,
Or The Best...,
**** His Struggles and let him deal with mines,
Let him see me as I want him to,
his girl we say, His Lady, His wife,
His Baby Momma
With all the strife and Drama,
Causing him to be Not Man but less of Him,
Make him the Next Abuser,
No its not Right but
hey Thats life,
or THE Way you want it to be..
You wanted more of his time,
stopped him from making a Dime or paper,
To Recreate him
Not in God's Image but as You want it..,
Women Listen...
He's
Giving all he can, Working Paying bills..,
In the street or 9to 5 ...,
Doing anything to let You get by,
THIS MAN STRUGGLES.
Yeah he gets a little satisfaction
from all that he's done to just put
that Smile on your face ...,
See his kids say
Hey my Daddys great,
But Given His Struggles His way of doing things..,
its time to sit and think
what it means to be a MAN,  Be Men....,
A Mans Struggle's
We dont talk much about...,ONLY what he do "WRONG"
or what he's NOT willing to Do for you,
You Complain
About what's NOT Given  or  
NOT done (done/doing RIGHT) whats not yours
or what He DONE gone in did AGAIN & AGAIN...
This Song Continues,
And now hes got your Tune Stuck in his Head,
Negatives not Words of Encouragement,
NO  Praises and Thanks for helping Rasie these bad as kids ...,
Putting food and gifts & Roof over ya Heads,
Saving up, time to spend and taking work off...not that its a cost
YOUR willing to make
( cuz Some just Aren't Going to Take it/US Women)
or to even say THANKS,
Some Of us Women just dont Get it,
Can't Say all Women but
I know Plenty of THEM,
Not willing to take his place on any given DAY...
Making him..,
Not a man but worse than sin, taking away his "self"
Esteem and the MAN you ONCE Fell in love with,
is No longer him,
Changing him Again til he's unreal...
Saying "I do" just to Get his Dibbs,
Saying "I love you" just to pay a bill,
STOP WORRYING
ABOUT WHEN HIS NEXT PAY IS,
OR IS HE GOING TO BE THE NEXT
to do what the Ex's did to you...,
ABUSE YOU,
THINK OF THE ....
Love he's giving..,
You as a women and for
giving the realationship a chance,
Wow to just be a ma!,
HIS STRUGGLES,
GOT ME IN a TRANSITION OF FEELING HIM
AND LISTENING TO ALL YOU MEN!...
I  Apologies if this Was ever me
(I bet I did it too acted petty and lost a good Man,)
I AM THANKFUL AND YOUR HEAVEN SENT.
AGAIN TO ALL THE GREAT MEN...
To all you Wonderful MEN...I say AGAIN TY...
I know some of the ****
your in and I feel your pain at times Too,EVEN
if I don't ALWAY Understand You,
Even when I'm Yappying my Mouth...,
Talking a bunch of ****,
I give Thanks to you,
all you men For DEALING with it!
Hench I dedicate this
to You Men
Cuz I can only Guess About.....
A MAN'S STRUGGLES!!!
Always Me Ayeshah
Copyright © Ayeshah K.C.L.N 1977-Present YEAR(s)
All right reserved
Poet Destroyer Apr 2010
In search of the human mind.

Diffrent thoughts crossed my mind.
A few conclusions I did find.
The human mind can go on with out a stop.
Reciveing to much input.
Danger, before you blow your top.

I got it all figured it out, not quiet yet
It is at the tip of my mind.
Have my brain cells run out of think.
Only when it comes to love, I am blind.
Are you just being lazy, you fell to quick.

You have to give me some help.
Or what use are you for me.
Open the way to see.
Only you can unlock the door.
Unfold the future, you hide the key.

Do you want to be the kind of mind.
The one who needs to live on pills.
Every mind comes with addiction.

The mind is not easy to read like a book.
The mind limits your judgement, with just one look.
The mind plays tricks, you better believe.
The mind is related to the heart, sending signals together.
The mind works when the body's asleep. (A dream the mind put it there)
The mind creates beauty wonders of the world.
The mind is a soft whisper, like our concsious.
The mind is so devieous, tricky, can outsmart anyone.
The mind is a beautiful thing to waste.
The mind can journey, with out leaving its nest.
The mind is knowledge, many fail to explore.
The mind is a traveler far and beyound.
The mind is like a paint brush, colorful art.
The mind is a creature, who hides in a cave.
The mind is like pain, don't stop in its way.
The mind is like a mime who dose not talk at all.
The mind is like a pair of shoes.
With out the mind you are nothing at all.
One can not live with or without the other.

The bottom line,  the mind is a mystery!
Please continue with the hunt!
P.D. was here!  All copy  writes belong to me!
We serve a God who goes beyond what we ask or think.  He's going to be there, when you're on the brink.
We serve a God who knows what you need.  When you ask for his help, He's there to take heed.
We serve a God who can blow your mind.  He is never late, but He's right on time.
We serve a God who's always ready to heal.  You don't have to spend your life, constantly taking pills.
We serve a God who will move things out of your way.  All He is waiting on is for you to bow and pray.
We serve a God who's going to bring you out.  We can depend on Him, because He's always right.
We can depend on God, to go beyond everything.  He's willing to assist you, in the precious things you bring.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing
The piller and the doughnut, two treacheous thingies. Steering through the ooze of the sugar deep. Do me ****** business on the veins of malicious music.
Come unto these brown earth,
trading temple secrets and sweet lies.
Sea serpents hourly weeps upon dastardly islands.
Three nights you came,
with such nuptial purpose and local gabbage.
Thine reluctance retire not.
Pardon shall you draw from the grand liquor that hath reached your lips.
I shall not fear clapping oracles.
This is strange Romans 13 vs.13 maze men trod.
Nature shall be shortly single for particular accidents.
Beyound a common joy and glad Father,
i button-press this beauteous acquaintance.
Hal Loyd Denton Nov 2011
Within The Heart Of The Rose

The blush enfolds the richest glosamor at the tip of your fingers that’s where the wonder lingers but
thats just the outward adorning go within to depths go beyound the veil you have ventured into nature’s
sacred dwelling cool night mysteries rest until the suns warmth leaves a fragrant excited exposoion that
ever so gently wafs into the consiscus vessitudes that draw a myrid reponses the creeking tree over the
vale this loving tale decribes its host ultimate tender nature so fragil a degign with pedels that there
greatest strength seems to be in the pixel colors they produce tilted forever in spectaculars arraying the
gradual play of light ever so softly engages delightful excitement would I speak of love then I must call
your name nothinng else is so fitting spill forth emotional waves they trully never languish they would
only slightly touch the water suface then from this enrichment go forth speaking all that lovers
demand and long for it trully resides in the heart of a Rose
Hal Loyd Denton Nov 2011
Searching For the Christmas Spirit

An impatient one wished to find the Christmas spirit sure she was early but its Christmas she decided
The best place would be on the richer side of town to get their she drives through moderate
Neighbor hoods she saw some evidence a few trees in the windows what an invite your eyes take in the
Flow from the glowing star until the window sill cuts off your vision but in the brief view you have
Looked Upon the treasure of a family those lights will reflect in the eyes of each family member the
Presents are the outward view of the inward hearts love and care to offer what they hope will give that
Precious Dazzle that spark that will leap to joyful pleasure that will carry through future days and
Distance the Wife seems a little sad with a faraway look about her yes the husband and father of the
Children is giving the greatest gift he is living it out in harrowing dangers day by day that we and others
Can enjoy Freedom by the warrior’s creed he sows the seed that will grow in richest soil from tender
Plants all children and parents can go about this world being confirmed as individuals with rights that
Supersede the desires of a wicked few that would enslave and devalue their fellow man they raise their
Hand against dreamers and people that by their doing would enrich them far greater than the penury
That comes from the efforts of slaves so homes not only in America but NATO troops fill the ranks to
Assist and thwart the evil that would deprive others of the very thing they seek a better life so the
Seeker continues on into the night and to where she is sure the elusive spirit will be found in so doing
She passes a nursing home the mercy stations the outpost at eternity’s door with little pay no
Recognition they enter the sad world of the mostly forgotten a battle that has only one outcome the
Loss of another precious human being one who in past days carried the burdens of the young and the
Older by their struggles they were the fighters the wage earners their bodies passed out of the central
Key emplacements to all kinds of successes but not their accomplishments to ignore them is a shame
and The height of foolishness your brokering your own future it will pay in the highest dividends in
neglect These heroes serve and their spirits birth everything that Christmas stands for it’s not a winter
break its A God taking a human body going to a cross like an unrecognizable piece of raw meat bloodied to the

Point you only know he is human because he has arms and legs and a head he came from a throne to
Die alone only love held him not iron spikes it is true only by speaking every living being would have
Turned to dust but he was dying to give life we were already dead in trespasses and sin his heart took on
the Most cruel death devised by man and he truly didn’t count the cost he was looking directly into your
Eyes and saw your helplessness as his filled with blood and slowly closed what took place the chains of
Drug abuse Alcohol and the waste it creates *** and its many perversions was given back its purity our
Friend found the Christmas spirit but he is the God man that enriches us beyound are ability to understand
Sophie Woods Feb 2014
The mystery of people and why there so harsh
Well really i have no idea you shouldnt have asked
I can make an assumption
Something nonsense
But assuming make me no better than them
Excuse me for this but they act ten
Picking at anything they possibly can
People assume that even i am dumb
And look at me as if im ****
But i bet if they read this they woulnt know
That i myself wrote this and myself i have 2 outgrow
To come up with words like this in my vocabulary
Must me i have some kind of intergraty
Yes my punctuation and spelling may be off
But do you really have to pick and scoff
This my friends is why i hate people
Be smart and get called geeky
You can not win play dumb to be cool
And get treated and looked at like a fool
My friends and enemies i am smart far beyound you
This may be false or true
You can decide its up to you
But if its not true
Do not commment just stand by
Speaking out of term is as bad as a lie
Paul Hardwick Nov 2012
That day
or so i have known
as i stepped of that boat
the water came to meet me
cold on the foot
that forage at the end of that sea
a land si new it was beyound me.
SayIt May 2013
i like your touch
the warm embrce that you give
the quiver in my lip when we kiss
the moment are eyes meet in sync
perfect for the moment
dislike n that it will end
discourage about the fact
that all we are , are friends

from me to you
simple yet informational
feelings i get when around
are beyound sensational
but you know
facts remain the same
we are all that we keep framed
friends
Karijinbba Mar 2020
Ask to repost dear Poets
(Memoir excerpt /copy Rights)
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Belated reponse.

Yes you said just a man not God
and I am a woman not G* but G* you needed a wife I needed a husband but you ran away gave the money to your other woman begging for it all

I been feeling differen4tly about you and can sincearly
say "I fell deeply in love with you" back then and today.

it's not out of time or place.
I stil live and after physical
I will continue to love you
beyound measure time & space
noone is harmed by this
its a benefit in a blessing
your world bathes in plenty
mine in total despair lack
oporyunities halted by undeserved enemy foe

And how was this ever fair
to not use a bank
you had my full legal name!

yet you are more to me
as you've moved on you burnt all
a man who patiently reads my mind near or far leaves
precious memories unlike
your ways saved me.

an amazing human being
you you you
reading this ink's body language
my thoughts are your thoughts

I needed you for my life partner
all my life
you needed me for your everything I was yours for the taking as you did.

you saved romance, your last dance for me.

your relatives for my daughers
to inter marry! I had a dream.
for my true love my all

then you jett off leaving me to die
my good trains rolling by
and still
something smoldering revives from those dreams on fire
ashes captured to form of us
my companion.
my beautiful kids loved you
to be their everything just for you to know
beauty brains heart are still theirs
You are the best father best husband best lover best friend
we could have had many adorable grandkids.

my  i love yous didn't matter to nobody it wasn't natural for me to believe it will matter to you.

Life is like a dream.
~~~~
When your gold key was distanced from my gold lock
left behind, I lost my mind
my speech stunt in deeper silence
and still I called you again.
just to hear you freeze.

Ehat 8n the wirld dud you lose ti know the truth that you were truly loved never betrayed.
You found me I found you again
now we are omnipresent
see me see you as we please
we love each other wholly good like the l9ve of Gid
in sun rays we are touched.

returning so many times to me you loved me so, and for your white lies, fear not I am trustworthy
apeace my soul please keep your HP windows open.

I will always think of you.
Nataly Wd or not.

In seeking I found you beloved
smeared in many a poetry
filled with love an Angel watching over me
"Angels whisper when I walk" when I jog, run crawl bathe rest eat feel pain despair, in joys of new lives birthed you are there

I looked into my whispering whimpering heaven's door this gold lock untouched
my gold key you inside that huge
key hole adjusted to fit
another sand lock.

My Guardian Archangel Uriel sing the sadest of songs Earth and Heaven can hear.

Aries Archangel Uriel is known
as a seraph, cherub, regent of the sun, flame of God,
angel of the divine presence, presider over Tartarus
(hell),
archangel of salvation, and, in later scriptures, identified with Phanuel ("face of God") Uriel is a patron of the arts in me

 The Angel Malahidael
 and the Archangel Ariel rule
 over Aries the sign mine
My angel Malahidael is
 “Angel of Courage.” This angel 
summons the energy of the sun­ 
by imparting a ray of sunlight 
inside each person giving that
­ person courage, stamina 
and hope 
during difficult personal tim­es
Are you feeling this?
 The Guardian Angel for those 
born in April Aries is mine  my Archangel guardian Angel
is Uriel, Ariel. 
She is known as the Goddess of 
nature living in me You may also recognize 
her other title shes

the Lioness of God which is the 
literal translation of her­ name
 Ariel Uriel heals the planets and animals 
of this world is also
 responsible­ for natural elements such as Earth, wind, water,
 and fire.
My guardian Angels role as archangel relates 
to inspiration. 
This could be through prov­iding
 inspiration for humanity in 
order to take better care of ­Earth and all life that calls it home.

perhaps it is because I couldn't tolerate the agony of a new common bubble gum key too big, too small out of time and place
splattering stink in selfish pride
each selfishly demanding untimely tasks suffering my lock
missing your gold key beloved.

pre paid seastone snakes where boys not men on cruel expedition demonizing character
Big Bear video greedy evil agendas.
Hungry yet never selling out
to this thugs for hire detectives
sent to me from your world!
I know now when to fight when not to I just share my inner core

I am not fighting In every war I faced defeat being lineant to my deadly enemy was my demise.

no one else was able to overpower this relentles unrequieted love birthed for you.
frim days of yore
no one tried to simply slowly uncover that love hidden within
I hid for us both!
to discover it's magic  
You were wealthier luckier organized surrounded by family and friends to offer support.
I was on my own!
I didn't want another love
but yours for me alone.

Roads interlinked many a time  
you were seized by another
less grassy needing less wear
O how you aged her wine!

that bone fish seastone beer
had an army to win you over
while I was fighting all alone
in my sand shifting battlefield
how to grab you from your
fortress ceized arenas.

Redeeming Angel mine
Angel Mihr Uriel Acquarious
beloved guardian lover
touch my whispering ink.
RBco eyes beloved.

"I am feeling dfferently about you"
~~~~~~~~~
By:Karijinbba
03/21/2020/
Copy Rights apply. revised
Guardian Angel whispering touching
do not repost..
Sum It Dec 2013
how long;
have you been
Whishpering
I clearly remember
I woke up three times or so
been back to sleep
I woke back up, And
I could still
hear you Humming


How long will;
you be
Whispering


Your thoughts;flows inside me
like the morning sun
over the mountains; beyound the hills


You words; resonates inside
with the silence, and
the noise


You are my Dope


How long will you be gone
How long have you been gone


I have your smile
frozen inside my memory
Your soft breaths beats
along my heart
I have your mean words
framed over my walls


I hear you whispering
I can listen you whispering
Keep Wishpering
Keep Wishpering
I want to feel you


Thinking about you, I
think about us


Keep your voice low
Stop whispering
December 28, 2013
Sophie Woods Feb 2014
My stomach churning
Scared your returning
Cold shivers down my spine
As the blade leave a line
This time ill go through
If it turns out true
Sacrifice for another
Be a real mother
Must i stay with him
Through everything
It would be right by my child
But he or she just mild
Compared to God the judge
Im glad he doesnt hold a gruge
Ready for this am i
But emotionally i still cry
When i said i wanted a baby
I didnt mean spill your gravy
I know what lifes worth
Because i look beyound the earth
I know what is right
But i still fight
In a way i hope this is true
But deep down i still feel blue
My baby i will do all i can
I dont even have to pretend
For you i will sacrifice
My whole life
Paul Hardwick Apr 2013
P                   A                        U                    L
sat me down,    in which was a white room
just light,   which in, I did feel but not hear
anything not a sound,  no not nothing at all
then  a  suden  visual  delight  and  he said
have you seen the stars tonight   the family
of    S           T           A           R                       S
these are planets that you are going to what
do you think about that, planets beyound
your future, see how they are blue        ME!
Alphy Mar 2018
My anger is killing me
Its destroying me day by day
Not only me
But also the ones around me

Words go out of control
Tongues go beyound words
I step down into the deep valley of depression

So unique is my anger
That it lasts only for seconds
or minutes
never beyound an hour or day

My life is changing day by day
I never know
When this anger of mine
Will push me down into the darkness

From where I can never come back again.
This poem as u can see is about my anger . Sometimes i write just so as to release the anger that get accumlated in me . And it really helps
Paul Hardwick Dec 2012
Sending out nucular reacters
Beyound the moon
N A S S A this is our universe.
Sophie Woods Feb 2014
An echo of memories that will never die
It doesnt matter how much i try
They reply and will never leave
No matter how slow i breath
Take a look from the outside in
All you'll want to do is grin
But take a look from the inside out
And all you'll be in doubt
Its always about me
And who i want to be
Why dont we change it up a bit
And talk about who'd be fit
Imagine if i fell for him
He is rather thin
Imagine if i fell for that
He is rather fat
Who could be the one?
With him i could have fun
I could call him my own
He'd treat me as if i belong on a throne
Like a princess or a queen
He would never be mean
Its better to feel pain than nothing at all
Out of love with you i just cant fall
He left a hole in my heart but he doesnt care
This time i really think its beyound my repair
My heart broken and no pride
Lost without you and nowhere to hide
Kindness i have lost
I guess ill pay the cost
For now it seems fine
Sit back have a wine
Wine turns to beer
I live in fear
Of having no friends
One day it all ends
The cycle goes round
Then you get found
By the man of your dreams
His hair it gleams
You end up married
Then a boy you carried
You gave birth to him
Creepypumpkins Feb 2021
As the sun flower
Turns towers the remaining
Sun light over the mountains beyound the
Sunflower field
There floats the Big Dipper
Sophie Woods Feb 2014
An echo of memories that will never die
It doesnt matter how much i try
They reply and will never leave
No matter how slow i breath
Take a look from the outside in
All you'll want to do is grin
But take a look from the inside out
And all you'll be in doubt
Its always about me
And who i want to be
Why dont we change it up a bit
And talk about who'd be fit
Imagine if i fell for him
He is rather thin
Imagine if i fell for that
He is rather fat
Who could be the one?
With him i could have fun
I could call him my own
He'd treat me as if i belong on a throne
Like a princess or a queen
He would never be mean
Its better to feel pain than nothing at all
Out of love with you i just cant fall
He left a hole in my heart but he doesnt care
This time i really think its beyound my repair
My heart broken and no pride
Lost without you and nowhere to hide
Kindness i have lost
I guess ill pay the cost
For now it seems fine
Sit back have a wine
Wine turns to beer
I live in fear
Of having no friends
One day it all ends
The cycle goes round
Then you get found
By the man of your dreams
His hair it gleams
You end up married
Then a boy you carried
You gave birth to him
Paul Hardwick Mar 2014
Cindy you are right up there
so high
I feel beyound the sky
more like on the mOOn.

Cindy so High.
I called out your name
but no other knows it but me
In darken times of my life
is where you will always be
you are the king of darkness
the king of darken dreams
you cast your spell
upon on me out upon sea
I call you Dark Angel
because you ask me to
you are the one
that put me on the run
on that cold september night
you had given me fright for life
you broken me down
you pushed me to the point
I had never been pushed
you test me beyound reach
you left me out to bleed like the sea
you cast me in darken dreams
a place I never wanted to be
a place where Love has never been
darkness is where all sins are made
into a life of pains
into your eyes you look into mine
you don't like what you see
I gave you back the pains you had given to me
seas upon on seas
dreams upon dreams
storms upon storms
but my visisons you will never see
that is only for me
that is my own gift you will never take
I feel your angers
I even feel your cold touch
you will always be to me
The king of darkness
where lost souls play their games of hate .

Poetic Lilly Judy Emery (c)
Darken Dreams
HOW COME YOU ALWAYS NEED MORE SUGAR

I just got back from over seas saved some money
Bought myself a lovely home in a lovely place
Heaps of room to plan a garden landscaped too
From home down to the road simply loads of space

Never took long next door to find I lived alone
Still young retired army rank just bought the home
A good cook house keeper too no way skin and bone
Planting flowering trees gardens loved them as grown

Up on my second floor padio stars they shone at night
Sitting there peace in freshest air beyound compare
A few beers salami watching the world go slowly by
Then I heard a yell from below is anybody there

I walked down opened front door suffering pole cats
The moonlight shone through all she there wore
A sight a retired major was not used to seeing true
I can't really remember but I think I may have swore

She said with wine under one arm a kind of welcome
And as it goes I'm right out of suger too by the way
Thought I might **** two birds with the same stone
Give a little get a little as my mother used to say

I said come in sit down your from next door right
She crossed her legs then changed her comfort there
I was enjoying a cigar at the time loved the wine
But almost choked on both gasping for some for air

It was I suppose a hot night but I wear more to bed
She asked you ok I always dress this way when hot
My God and this lived next door my mind boggled
I said well sugar must say I do have such a lot

Out of her bag another two bottles of wine came
And not of the cheaper brand to say the least
From the refrigerator I got a dish of salami
Oh I love this stuff i'll stock up for a feast

They say angels have a sense of humor might be
A blackout all lights gone the music player too
Or maybe a couple of mates I lost over seas
Some of them always playing jokes so true

Came over and sat next to me love this leather
No lights and never could handle real good wine
I think she had a tollerance re this situation
Whispered I live alone one thing I have is time

Goodness I'd been away now for a six year stretch
I came here for well earned peace of mind
I thought to myself won't get much of that tonight
And besides beautiful she was ever so very kind

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Creepypumpkins Feb 2021
As I look out the window
Beyound my couch
I see that there
Are perfectly
Preserved autumn leaves
In the winter scenery
Still on their trees
Left overs from
The previous
Autumn
A little here a little there as good as a smile
I see a soul on the street nothing to eat
I buy an extra bun or two all worthwhile
A little here a little there very hard to beat

During the 2nd world war my dad for sure
Had his own problems to say the very least
But alway bought a little extra to give away
So a few he knew could even then enjoy a feast

If any happen to see some of my poetry and think
Oh from that I could add a tune and create a song
Pick up that guitar and play and sing it your way
Maybe a middle 8 or a cord break  to keep it strong

Imagination a wonderful thing a good point made
Things down the street that you've seen on the day
A poem thus burn allows the genie out of the ern
All smallest forms of insidentle giving your way

What goes around does come around all so very true
Become your inner souls voice tell it your way rejoyce
Someone thats somwhere will feel beyound compare
You adding a positive feeling giving life some are ..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Is there any way shape or and form at all
HelloPoetry can add .. Copy & Paste on site
Without there being any way to add anything
It turns HelloPoetry as good as from day to night

I've been all over the internet trying to find
An answer to this so far none
And its beyound myself do this in site
How happy all would be once this is done

( If one creates a site the tools are there )

terrence michael sutton
How many times in life I've been asked
Do Angels really within this life exist
I've relied surely within lifes very stride
By a real Angel you've surely been kissed

The reason all close their eyes making love
Learn to give and thus you'll recieve its true
Late at night stars shining bright feels so right
Open your mind feel within an Angel loving you

You only get from life at best what you give
And when you are giving all to an Angel there
She will thus give her all to you too perfectly
Feel the Angels love given beyound all compare

That very Angel thats loving you as you do also
Will only be what you give without wings  to fly
Love her like the Angel she is in life more so
With such joy such forefillment all Angels sigh

Giving your utmost time to an Angels soul divine
You'll have an angel thats making love to you
A heaven upon earth with all real true lovings worth
With such blessings thats only  kept between two

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
OK  BACK TO POETRY .. FOR ME ..

Its the whold world of greed and self desire
That lights all as is for their mis-guided fire
All instructing intead of simply learning
In a school a life where closed minded sin quire

Natre is everywhere always was always it will be
And it is starving for appreciation mountains to sea
Beauty unending vastness beyound comprehention free
Leave the mobile take note book and go walk among thee

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
I found my self in the garden of words
Where air was raining messages
Words waving at me

There was the Noble Laureate
The man of ijebu forest
Seeing you as the words step backward

The cloud wispers to my ears
Looking into the sky it shed tears
With the lightning of the tunder which makes me fear

I searched the sky all i saw was rain
I move with the heavy breeze like the days
The drums beat and the flutes sang

I pick up my pen which will dance on my paper
Vomiting words of hope
Strong and tight like the rope


There was the pen
Which produce leaves of words
With the brack which produce the ink

The stream moves with the tides
The grasses at the shores
Sip to their thirsty roots

The trees wave higher
As the wind blows heavier
Wispering to my ears

There comes the cloud
Fading away from my sight
Moving far beyound my height

The mountains ecoed  
Chanting my name saying
Move close to see my beauty

©️Isah Aliyu Chiroma

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