"invisability" poems - Hello Poetry

I smooth a frown line on this skin constant suggestion of a sin Lightening hearts and caressing fingers stubbornly still it lingers Reminding me of the piercing rays of his smile and that haze of rain that fell in her eyes And your feelings that you shroud in disguise as nothing. They're under an invisability cloak And her face is hidden in a heavy smoke And I had searing sun and enviable tan But sweet summer fades and leaves me no man or beast or beauty or being at all It's just me. And this mirror gazing on the wall... I need to heal, where should I begin? ...with the damage I did to my skin

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Sep 2, 2013

Sep 2, 2013 at 1:11 PM UTC

shevola

UV Scars

I smooth a frown line on this skin constant suggestion of a sin Lightening hearts and caressing fingers stubbornly still it lingers Reminding me of the piercing rays of his smile and that haze of rain that fell in her eyes And your feelings that you shroud in disguise as nothing. They're under an invisability cloak And her face is hidden in a heavy smoke And I had searing sun and enviable tan But sweet summer fades and leaves me no man or beast or beauty or being at all It's just me. And this mirror gazing on the wall... I need to heal, where should I begin? ...with the damage I did to my skin

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I am an ***** donor. Though I'm sure if anyone would want My heart, My liver, Or my lungs. They are all failing at their jobs.

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Jun 15, 2016

Jun 15, 2016 at 10:44 PM UTC

itsfinemom

Pro Invisability

I am an ***** donor. Though I'm sure if anyone would want My heart, My liver, Or my lungs. They are all failing at their jobs.

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Long ago I got on the road The world my back yard Started traveling all over Met many a poetic bard Learned the ways of people Writing of it all on the way Have poems not on computer Wrote sold songs sing lots today Writer of book songs poetry too Heaps still in boxes from back when Seen many places met endless souls Loved it all how I did back then A traveler becomes a deciple of wisdom But generations many have faded away Even Jesus studied Bhudism in Kashmir Was eighty five when he died there one day Religious I found time wasters collectors Of unknowing souls never dying on a cross All comes down to wealth greed organized No problems karma will be their loss After all said and done all were just families Those who were the captains of their soul All much the same as all families were then Since earliest days away back times of old There was as if a unuversal language then But since that time minds closed so tight Soul slavery became a hundred years later Writing bibles mans word not gods so right I saw lands oceans seas mountains valleys Ships made from straw camels horses too Was so many ways to travel had they then Country to country all under skies of blue But now those times are over gone for good As generations passed stories changed true People all were just that people minds open Greed and wealth lies written more than a few We are all here to only learn oppasites choices Like knowing right from wrong left and right If you know them you don't need religions A new born baby knows them day and night If one cannot do a good turn one don't do bad Treating others as you'd have them treat you If it wasn't for a good samariton doing likewise The story wouldn't be the one they call true Simplicity I love that word its right up there My insignificance in life my own invisability One can't walk both side of a barbed wire fence At the same time choices have to be made agree I'm older than so many right now no regrets Learned more than most would believe true Almost finished this class schooling so be it But old souls I adore each one of you terrence michael sutton copyright 2018

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Aug 8, 2018

Aug 8, 2018 at 1:40 AM UTC

terrence-michael-sutton

LONG AGO

Long ago I got on the road The world my back yard Started traveling all over Met many a poetic bard Learned the ways of people Writing of it all on the way Have poems not on computer Wrote sold songs sing lots today Writer of book songs poetry too Heaps still in boxes from back when Seen many places met endless souls Loved it all how I did back then A traveler becomes a deciple of wisdom But generations many have faded away Even Jesus studied Bhudism in Kashmir Was eighty five when he died there one day Religious I found time wasters collectors Of unknowing souls never dying on a cross All comes down to wealth greed organized No problems karma will be their loss After all said and done all were just families Those who were the captains of their soul All much the same as all families were then Since earliest days away back times of old There was as if a unuversal language then But since that time minds closed so tight Soul slavery became a hundred years later Writing bibles mans word not gods so right I saw lands oceans seas mountains valleys Ships made from straw camels horses too Was so many ways to travel had they then Country to country all under skies of blue But now those times are over gone for good As generations passed stories changed true People all were just that people minds open Greed and wealth lies written more than a few We are all here to only learn oppasites choices Like knowing right from wrong left and right If you know them you don't need religions A new born baby knows them day and night If one cannot do a good turn one don't do bad Treating others as you'd have them treat you If it wasn't for a good samariton doing likewise The story wouldn't be the one they call true Simplicity I love that word its right up there My insignificance in life my own invisability One can't walk both side of a barbed wire fence At the same time choices have to be made agree I'm older than so many right now no regrets Learned more than most would believe true Almost finished this class schooling so be it But old souls I adore each one of you terrence michael sutton copyright 2018

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