"ime" poems
My favorite game
I love to play
Never will stop
Everlasting joy
Can't stop
Rush of excitement
Always fun
Feel tired
Time to sleep
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 12:37 PM UTC
(S)weet smile and bright eyes
(W)e said we'll wait but that was a lie
(A)nother night by my side and u crave it
(L)ets get naked i knw u wnt to taste it
(L)ife is short so is my patience
(O)nce i've said it it became my obssesion
(W)ill you be my wife?
(I) love you so much
(T)ime to admit what a mistake that was
Words Of Harfouchism.
Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 3:20 PM UTC
Farewell, to my voice wich vanished beneath the echo of those mountains, disappearing in the far distant, out of reach
The summer sun burns through my skin, lightens up this cold heart of mine for the first ime in a very long time, but even this won't last,
Yet I have no reason to be sad, this agony is bittersweet you see,
Constant change around me, without me changing one bit, it is as if I have become stuck in some kind of loop, unable to ever advance,
What does the future hold for one who has given in to this madness?
Farewell, to all the flowers which were blooming majestically this summer, now withering over to the merciless, drought like heat,
The greensleeves of nature are to already become colourful,
Farewell to all the warmth you have given me before you slipped away into the sea of time, moving on without thinking twice,
When the lullaby of a vampire is sung it'll be time to shut my eyes,
Because then I can be sure that I don't want tomorrow to come,
Farewell to the times we were friends conveying about silly things,
Now everyone can rejoice, once my voice is gone,
Farewell, left behind, I can no longer even cry
~Umi
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 4:42 PM UTC
I've never seen someone like you,
Who are you, an aborigine from perfect land...
You crush me down,
You tear me apart,
You break my confidence,
The more I try, the ruder you get.
The stronger you tear me down.
To err is human, but not so for you.
You think your perfect, well I'm sorry to prove you wrong.
Believe in perfection, try your hand at it first,
Then, and only then try your hand at others.
* Personalised and Improvised *
* Evolves to ones likeness *
* Reflects who you are *
* Father of practice *
* Efficient when a true friend *
* Creative and rewarding *
* Time consuming *
* Institution of creative minds *
* Openness to change and *
* Never devastating. *
Faith is mine, and uncertainty is yours.
Trust is from humans, disbelief for aborigines.
Love for the heart, hatred for the mind.
Completeness in all its goodness is mine,
Perfection with all its imperfection is for none but you.
We try and you wreck us down,
You try and we break apart.
Let nature take its own time and heal the wounds,
Caused by the imperfect perfectionist.
Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 10:17 PM UTC
Time goes by so fast!!
Here and now are our moments to cherish for
Eternity! We have the chance to make a change, the
Kids won't be alright if we don't do something now.
In these precious moments of childhood, innocence, and
Diversity, we have a chance to
Show the kids that they can make
A difference and change the world for the better.
Right now, there are many kids who are "lost" and feeling
"Empty". They don't have anyone, but we
Need to show them that
They're not alone!
All these kids are our FUTURE!
Love and caring,
Really caring, showing them that together we can be one.
In our culture, there's still so much hate
Going around that our kids will grow up
Hating people based on their skin, who they love, and so on.
Together; here and now, we can change that!!
The Kids Will Be Okay
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 2:04 PM UTC
The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.
1.
Oh, on the journey, he has grown tired
The travelling man is weary of these memories....
The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.
Refrain:
The travelling man has folded up his dreams
He keeps them in his pocket with all his other things...
The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.
2.
Oh, on the journey, he has grown so tired
The traveling man is carrying all his gems inside.
The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.
Bridge:
The rivers he crosses, the mountains he climbs
The roads that he follows, they tell him the ti-i-i-ime!
The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.
Refrain 2:
The travelling man has got to travel light
Nobody can guess the longing in his heart.
The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.
S T, 04 April 2013
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 7:25 AM UTC
1. Not knowing my future
2. Owing money
3. Trees being deforested
4. My parents
5. Youth unemployment
6. Klu klux ****
7. Usher being alive
8. Stupidity being rampant.
9. Her
10. Irregular heartbeats.
11. Time being a factor
12. Silly tings
13. Brain aneurysms
14. Losing
15. Empathy
16. Superman
17. Staying past due
18. Every one being rude
19. Discussion isn't important
Read the first letter of every word :^)
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
Back to the beginning;
A time when we didn't know anything and
Cared for each other no matter what. Not
Knowing who
They are, but not caring about that.
Only knowing we're all in this
Beautiful world, living
Each day
As it is. Can we go back to that?
Understanding that the past has past, but
Time is forever and we should learn from it.
In this world, we got this one life and we should never take it
For granted!
Understand we're all living this
Life together! Let's make it a peaceful one!
Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 10:48 AM UTC
She will be even more beautiful,
Heavier will be her eyelids,
Eager will be men for her body.
Would she even miss me,
I am not aware about it,
Longer this time spent,
Lot she will try to forget.
Ringing bells of her heart,
Every time she will bathe,
Pouring water from the shower,
Early tears will get veiled,
No memories get subsided,
Time spent she will recall.
Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
There was a time
where I didn't know anyone
with a child.
Where I hadn't been
a groomsmen
in three weddings.
Where I didn't feel as though
I were losing some imaginary race.
There was a time
when T.J. was still alive,
when Lisa was still alive,
when Peg was still alive.
But every flower wilts with time.
Some by choice,
some after a hard fought fight
and some after a long lived life.
There will be a time
when this all makes sense.
When I will see why my road
took the course it did.
When I will be humble
with my fate.
But time is relative
and it is man made.
Life is but a fleeting single flash.
It is just one big bang.
May 17, 2012
May 17, 2012 at 1:07 PM UTC
fly, be free
**A
B C
D E
F G
H**
I
Just
Kid
L ove
Me!
No
One (ever did)
Perhaps
Questions
Reveal
Secrets
Time
Unknown
Vows
Whimsical
X haling a breath
You land in my
Zone
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 6:52 AM UTC
It seems that no matter what I do,
Nobody seems to see me through.
And yet I am still so far,
Far away from what I am trying to reach.
Fearing that I would lose everything,
Existing in my own eyes as not being worthy enough.
Can you not see that I hurt?
Too late for your sympathy...
I thought I had grown weak.
Over and over I couldn't see,
Never realizing what happened to me.
I am a stronger person now!
Never give up!
Always do it your way.
Forget what they think,
For they were only try to bring you down!
Everything that you worked for,
Came from your diligence and determination.
Time will tell you once said,
It's finally time to shine!
Only you can make a difference.
Never look back at the past.... It's history now <3
Thank you for reading my 2 sided story.
Inaffection -
A word I made up. The definition of inaffection is the opposite of affection.
Definition: A feeling of disliking or hatred.
Synonyms: aversion, hate, loathing, abhorrence, pet hate, bete noir, displeasure, disinclination, distaste, disgust, repugnance, antipathy, animosity
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 1:21 PM UTC
Hell isn't as bad as it seems
Our only Escape is a dream
Love was never A permanent solution
We thought it was Real
Time took away all our smiles
Breathing isn't an option
You were Ruthless for another word
But my days were slowly Ending
And you couldn't bear the pain
So you Killed my heart by not speaking
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 11:31 PM UTC
Here's their "knowledge"
Here's the scoop
NOT scuttlebutt... the REAL ****
Be ye Popeye or Betty Boop
They will draw you in their loop...
This rope will hold you... it ain't loose
You will find it is a NOOSE.
This is interesting to read
Though it's crazy... that's agreed
You'll think these people smokin' ****
In the beginning there were some *thetans
(Interesting that rhymes with SATAN)*
They were bored with all the waiting
They were bored. Nothing to do.
These thetans could be me or you
Then... VIOLA... right on cue...
Here's an idea! The other shoe!
YES! Let's PLAY! We'll play a GAME!
It will be FUN! IT HAS A NAME!
M atter. E nergy. S pace. T ime.
The MEST universe! How sublime!
To find it's secrets will cost no dime
But thousands of BUCKS!
Should be a CRIME.
So these thetans all AGREE.
IT WAS THAT AGREEMENT, you see.
The M. E. S. T. Universe. *(Smokin' TREE?
Was Ronnie Hubbard on LSD?)*
We were AGREED you & me
That this game would then just BE.
Dynamite brains blow off my HAT?
It don't need no S.A.T.
My mind needs no extra watts
To figure out the problem with THAT.
**Can you think of ANY COUPLE
Whether married for 60 years
WHO AGREE ON EVERYTHING???
RIDICULOUS.**
So there you have it.
Their Genesis
I'll bring you more.
There's quite a list.
But I think you have the gist.
SCIENCE FICTION!!!
Not M. E. S. T. but MISSED!
Catherine E Jarvis
SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/23/2017
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 2:58 AM UTC
Perché i celesti danni
Ristori il sole, e perché l'aure inferme
Zefiro avvivi, onde fugata e sparta
Delle nubi la grave ombra s'avvalla;
Credano il petto inerme
Gli augelli al vento, e la diurna luce
Novo d'amor desio, nova speranza
Nè penetrati boschi e fra le sciolte
Pruine induca alle commosse belve;
Forse alle stanche e nel dolor sepolte
Umane menti riede
La bella età, cui la sciagura e l'atra
Face del ver consunse
Innanzi tempo? Ottenebrati e spenti
Di febo i raggi al misero non sono
In sempiterno? Ed anco,
Primavera odorata, inspiri e tenti
Questo gelido cor, questo ch'amara
Nel fior degli anni suoi vecchiezza impara?
Vivi tu, vivi, o santa
Natura? Vivi e il dissueto orecchio
Della materna voce il suono accoglie?
Già di candide ninfe i rivi albergo,
Placido albergo e specchio
Furo i liquidi fonti. Arcane danze
D'immortal piede i ruinosi gioghi
Scossero e l'ardue selve (oggi romito
Nido dè venti): e il pastorel ch'all'ombre
Meridiane incerte ed al fiorito
Margo adducea dè fiumi
Le sitibonde agnelle, arguto carme
Sonar d'agresti Pani
Udì lungo le ripe; e tremar l'onda
Vide, e stupì, che non palese al guardo
La faretrata Diva
Scendea nè caldi flutti, e dall'immonda
Polve tergea della sanguigna caccia
Il niveo lato e le verginee braccia.
Vissero i fiori e l'erbe,
Vissero i boschi un dì. Conscie le molli
Aure, le nubi e la titania lampa
Fur dell'umana gente, allor che ignuda
Te per le piagge e i colli,
Ciprigna luce, alla deserta notte
Con gli occhi intenti il viator seguendo,
Te compagna alla via, te dè mortali
Pensosa immaginò. Che se gl'impuri
Cittadini consorzi e le fatali
Ire fuggendo e l'onte,
Gl'ispidi tronchi al petto altri nell'ime
Selve remoto accolse,
Viva fiamma agitar l'esangui vene,
Spirar le foglie, e palpitar segreta
Nel doloroso amplesso.
1.4k
Back to the beginning
And back to the start. Let's
Change our future and raise our
Kids right!
Time to stop robbing banks and
Others; stop being racist, sexist, or whatever
Everyone--STOP! We are the same,
All on the inside. Doesn't
Really matter the color, *** who we love- we are all
The same-human beings-mammals-
Hope that helps-if not, we are like M&Ms; fighting over your favorite color only to realize they're all chocolate on the inside.
Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 10:41 AM UTC
Moments of truth when
Everything starts to fall apart.
As I lay here,
Gazing up at the stars;
As I get ready to drift off to sleep;
I wonder about life and love, in the darkest hour of the
Night. Are we ever gonna have peace, in this world?
So as I lay here wondering, in
Time, we will have peace in the world, again, someday.
The time to sleep
Has come and gone; in
Each hour...
Week...and month, I stay up later and later.
Oh nostalgia, what are you doing to me?
Running from this
Lonely world--- Please
Don't give up on me.
Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 2:10 PM UTC
Ima li ime ta struna
Koja stoji u mestu
Ima li ime ptica
Koja peva u letu
Imas li ime ti
mala zvezdo sjajna
imas li ime
ili je ono samo tajna?
Kako se zoves zeljo jedina
Nije li divno ime tvoje
Kako se zove tajna skrivena
Lica umiljatog sto je?
Sta se krije u tvojim ocima
Ima li negde tvoga imena
Hajde, posluzi se svime
Zeljo moja imas li ime?
Jedan mig i tu
Nestajes lako
Kao u snu
Jedan tren mi
Bez nade tako
Odes ti
Kako se zoves zeljo jedina
Nije li divno ime tvoje
Kako se zove tajna skrivena
Lica umiljatog sto je?
Sta se krije u tvojim ocima
Ima li negde tvoga imena
Hajde, posluzi se svime
Zeljo moja imas li ime?
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
Never ending golden thoughts
Our mind travels with it
Strange but bonafide truth
Time withal can nix erase
And create a new one
Like those precious moments
Giving our soul an inspiration
Impact of memorable moments
Accredited to move forward
Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 4:19 AM UTC
I*nteresting idea but probably not realistic
N*ot going to speak this out loud
F*act is, they will probably think I’m crazy
A* strange wanting to be nearer
T*ime to deep dive and reflect on this
U*nclear from the chemicals dopamine, seratonin, & norepinephrine
A*nnoying really, especially because it’s not convenient
T*ruly wanting to know what they feel
I*gnorant to the signs
O*nly person that seems to “get me”
Nearly at my wits end but smitten
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 7:11 AM UTC
.............
Safely
Evading
Cones and rods of the eyes,
Running away from
Exposure until
Time runs out and it's
Show time!
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
tren razuzdan razuzda sve zauzdano
što se uz vrisak pun sujete
rastajaše od uzdi svojih
poput deteta
kome se seče pupčana vrpca
ili radnika koji viče
burazeru proburazi mi aortu
a konj je plemenita životinja
i pauk koji zalud plete mreže
jer je konj brat vetrov
i pauk uzvikuje
dan i noć tvoje ime lucifere
zar si nem
dok čovek prži jaja
a ona mu se obraća
kao inferiornom biću
želi deset na oko
eh
zalud grca čovek
u procepu znatiželja
rađaće nam telad telad
takve više nema
miriše joj butine
da to je miris ruže
konji ržu pauci cvile
vlažnih ruku odlaze u rasejanje
vetar drami
put jednostavan
i **** ga pozdravlja
jer njegov brat je konj
duplim dekom mu vida rane
jadan li je put
uzvikuje
kupite moje uši u prodavnici mešovite robe
lomne su iluzije
dok čovek kiti jelek
trepavicama njenim
uzeglom štrudlom napoio je konja
loman i radošću prevejan mudrac
cmizdreći dao je ime njenoj duši
protkanoj hemoroidima
koji krvare
gore je smeštena smeša
blažen je onaj koji puva
kad procuri šulj
teško ju je doseći
opet se u snu javlja
on
kibicerski smeće
i maže na krišku hleba
mrtvog mačora
teško ju je doseći kaže
sa uma najvažniju stvar
stvar je ona koja mu dolazi glave
to je vrdalama
ona zauzdava tren
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC