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"bounderies" poems
You began as a dream Dreamt by leaders with vision Evolving to surpass All of man's wildest ambition... With adventurous men Like Shepherd and Glenn You stubbornly strove To prove, once again Beyond any doubt That bounderies could be broken... Despite mishap and fire Alas, you did inspire A generation to dream... From Mercury to Apollo The world, it did follow Your steady pace To Tranquility Base... Via Viking and Voyager Your efforts did prove That exploration of the universe Was well on the move... To Mars, Jupiter, Saturn and Neptune... You tenaciously endeavored To, your accomplishments, festoon... Your progress was sure As you strove to endure The incessent chatter Of the grossly short-sighted Their nonsense did clatter Proving they were poorly enlightened... With untold discoveries Like non-stick surfaces and airtight seals Through your numerous breakthroughs You've shown us how it feels To live better... From Columbia to Hubbel You've saved us great trouble In our daily lives... With your Space Station mission You've shown the same vision And, continue to lead in gaining cognition Of our universe... Lead on, great adventurers Lead on.
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Nov 1, 2010
Nov 1, 2010 at 6:35 PM UTC
To The Adventurers
Man has scrabbled in the dirt all his life preparing a patch for growing food for his belly at the risk of losing everything he sprays the world for profit like a cat marking bounderies He keeps the starving out his field of dirt with scarecrows and blasts from his shotgun riding the stock market he counts his money.
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Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC
Riding The Stock Market
Love train: Kushu! Kushu! Kushu! As it start to move and accelerate From my heart to yours By the aorta through the ateries and back From your heart to mine By the veins through the superior and the inferior it goes. Love train: From the love factories - our cardiacs All over the rail ways - our veins Transporting minerals - our feelings Boiling our blood hot evaporating Love train: Keeping us connected even when apart, Breaking the bounderies and passing through the caves and bridges of hate.
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 8:48 AM UTC
LOVE TRAIN
WHEN IT SEEMS LIKE ALL IS LOST AND YOU HAVE NOONE ELSE TO COUNT ON, READY TO GIVE IN ALL OF A SUDDEN, SOMEONE APPEARS AND IT CAUSES YOU TO TAKE INVENTORY OF THE CHARACTER WITHIN FOR ALL THESE YEARS, I DREAMED OF BEING WITH A REAL PERSON SOMEONE THAT COULD REALLY ACCEPT ME FOR ME YOU WERE ONE HUNDRED PERCENT UNSELFISHLY AND LOVING I HAVE ALWAYS WISHEDTHAT YOUR LOVE COULD SET ME FREE WHILE YOU SLEEP, SOMETIMES I GAZE INTO YOUR SOUL NOT OFTEN WILL THERE EVER BE SOMEONE WHO CAN TRULY LOVE AND BE LOVED ESPECIALLY SOMEONE AS DIFFICULT AS THE LIKES OF ME. THE DEEPEST EMOTION BURIED FROM A PLACE I'VE NEVER KNOWN SUDDENLY, I ALL BECOMES SO VERY CLEAR I'VE BEEN RUNNING FOR SO LONG. WITHOUT AN END IN SIGHT THAT MY SELF-DECEPTION TURNS FROM COLDNESS TO ABSOLUTE FEAR. IMAGINING MYSELF IN A TORNADO OF BLISS, SOMETHING I NEVER THOUGHT I'D FEEL FOR REAL NO MORE CONFRONTATION OF AGONY OR PAIN THIS NEW FEELING OF TRUE LOVE STAYS STRONG, FEELING SO SURREAL. PASSING THROUGH THE TURBULENCE OF THE PAST USED TO CONFINE ME IN A STATE OF DISTRUST BUT, NOW ALL THE PUTRID PAST LIES BEHIND ME ALONG WITH TRUE PASSION WITH LOVE, CONTAINED BY HEAVENLY LUST SO HERE ALL LIES RIGHT BEYOND THE NOW SEEKING OUT TRUTH, NO LIES, NEVER WAVERING FROM REALITY KISSES AND TOUCH, LOVE BEYOND MY BOUNDERIES KEEPS ME TRULY HAPPY AND WITH NEVERENDING ECSTACY. I WRITE THESE WORDS TO MAKE YOU SEE I''LL BE LOYAL AND TRUE TO YOU THANKING GOD FOR EVERYTHING GOD BLESSES ME FOR I USED TO BE LOST, BUT NOW I AM ONE OF THE CHOSEN FEW. GOODBYE, I SAY, BUT NEVER DO I LEAVE YOUR MERE PRESENCE PENETRATES MY SOUL I FIND MYSELF AGAIN, USED TO NEVER RECOGNZE FINALLY FILLING THE VOID INSIDE ME, FILLING THE IMAGINARY BLACK HOLD. THE ONLY THING I CAN'T SEEM TO TAKE AWAY TO BRNG ME PEACE CRIPPLED BY THE PAST, CAN NO LONGER GO ON I TRDGE ON IN FAITH OLONE AND BY MSELF AND THE MEMORIES OF THE PAST FIND THEIR WAY OUT AND FOREVER GONE.
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Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 8:38 PM UTC
COLD SELF DECEPTION & RAGING FEAR
WHEN IT SEEMS LIKE ALL IS LOST AND YOU HAVE NOONE ELSE TO COUNT ON, READY TO GIVE IN ALL OF A SUDDEN, SOMEONE APPEARS AND IT CAUSES YOU TO TAKE INVENTORY OF THE CHARACTER WITHIN FOR ALL THESE YEARS, I DREAMED OF BEING WITH A REAL PERSON SOMEONE THAT COULD REALLY ACCEPT ME FOR ME YOU WERE ONE HUNDRED PERCENT UNSELFISHLY AND LOVING I HAVE ALWAYS WISHEDTHAT YOUR LOVE COULD SET ME FREE WHILE YOU SLEEP, SOMETIMES I GAZE INTO YOUR SOUL NOT OFTEN WILL THERE EVER BE SOMEONE WHO CAN TRULY LOVE AND BE LOVED ESPECIALLY SOMEONE AS DIFFICULT AS THE LIKES OF ME. THE DEEPEST EMOTION BURIED FROM A PLACE I'VE NEVER KNOWN SUDDENLY, I ALL BECOMES SO VERY CLEAR I'VE BEEN RUNNING FOR SO LONG. WITHOUT AN END IN SIGHT THAT MY SELF-DECEPTION TURNS FROM COLDNESS TO ABSOLUTE FEAR. IMAGINING MYSELF IN A TORNADO OF BLISS, SOMETHING I NEVER THOUGHT I'D FEEL FOR REAL NO MORE CONFRONTATION OF AGONY OR PAIN THIS NEW FEELING OF TRUE LOVE STAYS STRONG, FEELING SO SURREAL. PASSING THROUGH THE TURBULENCE OF THE PAST USED TO CONFINE ME IN A STATE OF DISTRUST BUT, NOW ALL THE PUTRID PAST LIES BEHIND ME ALONG WITH TRUE PASSION WITH LOVE, CONTAINED BY HEAVENLY LUST SO HERE ALL LIES RIGHT BEYOND THE NOW SEEKING OUT TRUTH, NO LIES, NEVER WAVERING FROM REALITY KISSES AND TOUCH, LOVE BEYOND MY BOUNDERIES KEEPS ME TRULY HAPPY AND WITH NEVERENDING ECSTACY. I WRITE THESE WORDS TO MAKE YOU SEE I''LL BE LOYAL AND TRUE TO YOU THANKING GOD FOR EVERYTHING GOD BLESSES ME FOR I USED TO BE LOST, BUT NOW I AM ONE OF THE CHOSEN FEW. GOODBYE, I SAY, BUT NEVER DO I LEAVE YOUR MERE PRESENCE PENETRATES MY SOUL I FIND MYSELF AGAIN, USED TO NEVER RECOGNZE FINALLY FILLING THE VOID INSIDE ME, FILLING THE IMAGINARY BLACK HOLD. THE ONLY THING I CAN'T SEEM TO TAKE AWAY TO BRNG ME PEACE CRIPPLED BY THE PAST, CAN NO LONGER GO ON I TRDGE ON IN FAITH OLONE AND BY MSELF AND THE MEMORIES OF THE PAST FIND THEIR WAY OUT AND FOREVER GONE.
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When i stand by you time seems still I look at your eyes and see us in eternity oh how i wish that wouldn't just be a dream With time you have become more than i ever thought you could be With time you have broken the bounderies you led me to believe You have built a place in my heart please dont plan to leave You have planted a seed let it grow stay dont leave Dont throw stones in my glass heart dont light fires around my emotional yard Dont do anything besides love dont do anything dont leave me behind
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Mar 20, 2010
Mar 20, 2010 at 6:13 PM UTC
Dont leave
Gaze upon the light I shed, my own. Never wish it to be yours because I deny you the right to claim my light as your own. Feel free to take from others except my loved ones and we will have no quarrel, they stand outside the bounderies of my concern But as an acquainted soul of many lives lived I bring one final gesture from the thought of agreements, promises and alliances that we might have made in a long forgotten past "Take light from others and you will never shine true" If you decide to never shine I hope living in my shadow will bring you comfort and warmth. My back is strong and shoulders broad my steps are firm, my intuition a star in the distant horizon The bricks of my path cemented in unwavering resolve I will walk with Heaven in my heart and fresh air in my lungs A smile on my face and kindness in my eyes With strength build on love and an inner glow that is rooted within the foundation of my soul
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 2:26 PM UTC
Inner Glow
Whispering winds Shallow lines Curved in simplicity Engraved with agony Gasping for air Hidden beneath Covered by shame Coated by society They scream Together cry out Some, selfless and true Question They ask her What could cause my existence She diverts attention Hiding tears and truth I need an end I need bounderies Block me Stray away I am no friend Only pain Step back Think
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:42 AM UTC
The Work of a Knife
IMAGINING MYSELF IN A TORNADO OF BLISS, SOMETHING I NEVER THOUGHT I’D FEEL FOR REAL NO MORE CONFRONTATION OF AGONY OR PAIN THIS NEW FEELING OF TRUE LOVE STAYS STRONG, FEELING SO SURREAL. PASSING THROUGH THE TURBULENCE OF THE PAST USED TO CONFINE ME IN A STATE OF DISTRUST BUT, NOW ALL THE PUTRID PAST LIES BEHIND ME ALONG WITH TRUE PASSION WITH LOVE, CONTAINED BY HEAVENLY LUST SO HERE ALL LIES RIGHT BEYOND THE NOW SEEKING OUT TRUTH, NO LIES, NEVER WAVERING FROM REALITY KISSES AND TOUCH, LOVE BEYOND MY BOUNDERIES KEEPS ME TRULY HAPPY AND WITH NEVERENDING ECSTACY. I WRITE THESE WORDS TO MAKE YOU SEE I’’LL BE LOYAL AND TRUE TO YOU THANKING GOD FOR EVERYTHING GOD BLESSES ME FOR I USED TO BE LOST, BUT NOW I AM ONE OF THE CHOSEN FEW. GOODBYE, I SAY, BUT NEVER DO I LEAVE YOUR MERE PRESENCE PENETRATES MY SOUL I FIND MYSELF AGAIN, USED TO NEVER RECOGNIZE FINALLY FILLING THE VOID INSIDE ME, FILLING THE IMAGINARY BLACK HOLD. THE ONLY THING I CAN’T SEEM TO TAKE AWAY TO BRING ME PEACE CRIPPLED BY THE PAST, CAN NO LONGER GO ON I TRUDGE ON IN FAITH ALONE AND BY MYSELF AND THE MEMORIES OF THE PAST FIND THEIR WAY OUT AND FOREVER GONE. Written by poetlefemme
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Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 3:51 AM UTC
FINALLY GONE, but not forgotten
Whispering winds Shallow lines Curved in simplicity Engraved with agony Gasping for air Hidden beneath Covered by shame Coated by society They scream Together cry out Some, selfless and true Question They ask her What could cause my existence She diverts attention Hiding tears and truth I need an end I need bounderies Block me Stray away I am no friend Only pain Step back Think
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Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 4:46 AM UTC
The Work of a Knife
before writing seems to comes too easy maybe before the river of depression rushing into my canals in all directions with no order, no bounderies... i guess, i've learned, to build dams, cross section and order...
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Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 2:23 AM UTC
Confession#2
Eyes filled with pure malice.. lying gouged out on the floor.. a grin of pure ****** blood rushing out of my mouth tongue cut out panting heavily pain raises adrenaline.. endorfine.. to a maximum this feels so, incredibly... good.. God.. On the edge of embodying madness still pushing it's bounderies I fasten the tourniquet.. One leg left to go.. Haha! the dull bonesaw enters my flesh cutting through the nerves.. slowly.. savoring.. panting.. with one arm left I turn towards my desk grab the quill and parchment. this is going to be my masterpiece hahahahahahahahaha
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Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC
Madness Masterpiece
" We dance In the melodies of our heart On that night When everything shines so bright Our hands Holding tight Like it's gonna be the last time of ours. . . "
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Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
"Bounderies"
look down into me, see my light, it glows in color, it glows in white, it knows no bounderies, and asks for no limits, I hear a whisper, and see a glimspe of, a thought in the air, an idea in the head, like ive said, neither or all are dead
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Nov 20, 2011
Nov 20, 2011 at 9:17 PM UTC
blink back
because we're without boundaries we live life on the edge because we have no boundaries we balance on a ledge looking up looking down looking all around because we're without bounderies we do not bets hedge
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Jul 8, 2012
Jul 8, 2012 at 2:56 AM UTC
edge
When the mouth disconnected with the heart blades are form on the end of the tongue. The sharpness that knows no bounderies creating wounds that are hard to heal. The mouth doesn’t realize that the heart is missing. And the heart was muted from the world. Late at night, when the workd turns dark and the mouth closed The heart will speak. Voiceless but can be heard. The vessel felt a deep pang of pain in the heart. Blaming the mouth for the blades it created. Regrets will flood. Tears will fall. The vessel wanted to shut the mouth forever. Thinking of a way, the vessel locked herself in a room with no one except her. She told both the mouth and the vessel her plan. To avoid the blades from hurting people she loves, The vessel decided to create a distance. An unseen distance. This makes the heart sad, but the vessel cannot think of any other way. The home she created is being destroyed by her own mouth. She was scared. She was hopeless. She cried. Wanted to call for help. But the wound was to deep. That not even she can bear it. The vessel wanted to end everything. She wanted to shut up forever. Not wanting to lose anymore what she have now. -END-
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 11:00 AM UTC
The Sharp Mouth
To dilligently seek his forever face focused eternally upon his giving grace even in squals that hover under his wing you hide in compassionate cover Knowing the love that longingly lasts to hold you like an anchor sure and steadfast pressing on towards whats in wait your refining process toward the heavenly gate Never lose sight of where your going no matter what the evil one has thrown for storms and squals open opportunity to glorify his name in broken community Shine bright like the night star breaking bounderies in cities near and far taking hold of Pentecostal power leading people to his refuge and tower Like Pentecost the Spirit will fall then they will hear his compassionate call "There's nothing to fear" "My child come near"
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Sep 12, 2021
Sep 12, 2021 at 1:56 PM UTC
Come Near
It's funny, oh, such a tragedy The mind is in a horrible disbelief The pain greets me at the door And I'm forever lost some more It shakes my hand and smiles so deviously Breaking the boundaries of insecurity Bedeviled by so many emotions It's hard to find the key And open up the beauty inside of me Not so much worried with impression But longing for the right expression And cast magic upon the road unseen
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
Breaking the Bounderies
lord i am an empty vessel rain down on me no more walls nor boundaries i will obey
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Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 3:22 PM UTC
No More Walls Nor Bounderies
No-Thingness Everything devolves into structuredness because all things revert to singularity. To one entitity. It reverts to a single point of energy charged with infinite potential and pure conciousness. An All-being dissolved of any structure and definition giving meaning to the No-Thingness inherent in the fabric of all existence. We are omniscience expressed through a fragmented incomplete experience. More expressed through lesser, yet without this, potential wouldn't come into fruition. Understanding comes with defining structures painted on the empty canvas of awareness. When we cease to paint, the color of awareness transforms emptiness into spaciousness. That's why through silence we can experience contentment in being. The practice is awareness without understanding.To understand that we are awareness without practice. Effortless. Duality is our illusion, our bounderies are imaginary. We only perceive the paradoxical expression of reality. Like the notion of distance in the definition of interconnectivity. Wholeness is incomprehensible presence. It is the rigidity of our awareness that prevents us from flowing into it. Take water poured into existence, yet it takes the shape of an imaginary bowl. Held together by the tension of it's own convictions. It firmly believes in it's seperation and individuality. Convinced of it's own shape, it does so against ironically impossible odds. It forgot it's place within No-Thingness yet that does not mean it's seperation. It merely means it does not recognize itself as the wholeness it perceives.
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Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 5:41 PM UTC
No-Thingness
No-Thingness Everything devolves into structuredness because all things revert to singularity. To one entitity. It reverts to a single point of energy charged with infinite potential and pure conciousness. An All-being dissolved of any structure and definition giving meaning to the No-Thingness inherent in the fabric of all existence. We are omniscience expressed through a fragmented incomplete experience. More expressed through lesser, yet without this, potential wouldn't come into fruition. Understanding comes with defining structures painted on the empty canvas of awareness. When we cease to paint, the color of awareness transforms emptiness into spaciousness. That's why through silence we can experience contentment in being. The practice is awareness without understanding.To understand that we are awareness without practice. Effortless. Duality is our illusion, our bounderies are imaginary. We only perceive the paradoxical expression of reality. Like the notion of distance in the definition of interconnectivity. Wholeness is incomprehensible presence. It is the rigidity of our awareness that prevents us from flowing into it. Take water poured into existence, yet it takes the shape of an imaginary bowl. Held together by the tension of it's own convictions. It firmly believes in it's seperation and individuality. Convinced of it's own shape, it does so against ironically impossible odds. It forgot it's place within No-Thingness yet that does not mean it's seperation. It merely means it does not recognize itself as the wholeness it perceives.
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My heart was ill , my heart was sick I can’t determine if it was a parasite or a virus Because it ****** my blood, all of it   It couldn’t live without me yet it killed me I’m not sure if it was a virus or a parasite For it was silent , I lived for months not feeling it sneak up on me Not feeling it weaken me , not seeing it killing me . Because I didn’t feel it grow inside me , use me , as it’s host for my endless amounts of love and life I didn’t feel it become a part of me , I’m not sure which one it was , because I didn’t know how to differentiate it from me Because it took over my thoughts , made me crave things I’ve never thought of  before Because it infected every single one of my cells with this disease called love Maybe it was just a bacteria . after all it did make me sick to my stomach Butterflies paired with a little histeria I believe he could take what was mine and make it his Could build a resistance to all my attacks and destroy all my bounderies Lay skin to skin preparing , waiting , starving to take it all , consume me , infect me
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Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 3:48 PM UTC
I'm not sure ,but I know I was profusely ill.