"lovley" poems
They dont make it
the beautiful die in flame-
sucide pills,rat poison,rope what-
ever...
they rip their arms off,
throw themselves out of windows,
they pull their eyes out of the sockets,
reject love
reject hate
reject,reject.
they do'nt make it
the beautiful can't endure,
they are butterflies
they are doves
they are sparrows,
they dont make it.
onetall shot of flame
while the old men play checkers in the park
one flame,one good flame
while the old men play checkers in the park
in the sun.
the beautiful are found in the edge of a room
crumpled into spiders and needles and silence
and we can never understand why they
left,they were so
beautiful.
they dont make it,
the beautiful die young
and leave the ugly to their ugly lives.
lovley and brilliant: life and suidcide and death
as the old men play checkers in the sun
in the park.
8.2k
You are sunbeams cast long on a couch through
A window, whose mesh drags like fingers
On a fence through the sighs of the warm Spring
Air; Beautiful,
Comfortable, familiar,
Lovley.
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 2:47 AM UTC
I really hope you find someone that takes your breath away. I hope you find someone who plays Pokemon and would cosplay with you for anime Boston. I hope you can find someone to write letters to and talk to at 3am when things are a little too quiet and you just wanna hear someone's voice. I hope she's into competitive battling, and loves to watch terrible movies. I hope she loves to walk around and just explore familiar places in greater depth. I hope you find someone who loves all there things because you deserve it. Because you are wonderful, and funny. Because you know how to put a smile on someone's face and how to make a hug feel like home. Your eyes are the prettiest shade of blue I've ever seen and quite honestly you deserve far beyond what you could ever possibly find. You are so kind, and compassionate that it amazes me how you've managed to not be jaded by all the negative things in the world. You still appreciate the smallest things and live life as if you're experiencing everything as if it was the first time. I just think you're lovley and your smile is the type that changes peoples days and I don't know how you could go through your day without realizing how captivating you are. I know we didn't work out because that's not what life had planned for us but honestly I think you're one of the greatest "almost" I've ever had.
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 11:34 PM UTC
Sometimes
When I sit on the edge of hill
Taking the fresh air
Mixed with sea salt
And smell of some foreign lands
I Think in myself
This is all what I need
Sometimes
When I lie on fresh cut grass
Leting my body to connect
To the beginning of my self
And feeling the tickles of other beings
I think in myself
That's all what I need.
Sometimes
When I give my hand to a stranger
Or just a lovley word for his tired soul
Seeing his thankful guard
and smile on his face
I Think in myself
That's all what I need.
I think in myself often
How beatiful this world could be
If everyone could just open
And go back to the place
Where they are free.
M.T. 2016
May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 11:29 AM UTC
an da darling
new kid
an the stallion
an the wild prairee
an the new darlin
little kid
she or he
i don't care
i don't know
all i feel
is lovley
and the new dawn
and the prairee
the wild wilderness
and the mountain dominion
and the true
daughter
or son
the one who aint kiddin
does what's forbidden
chooses to love
an da darling
new kid
an the stallion
an the wild prairee
an the new darlin
little kid
she or he
i don't care
i don't know
seed seed seed
needs needs needs
rain rain rain
seed
needs
rain
we are seed and rain
an nothin else
aint we
darlin?
Aug 21, 2010
Aug 21, 2010 at 3:29 PM UTC
I can be as lovley as an autumn day
with a mild breeze and a scattered shower
on golden leaves.
However I can be as vicious as a january frost
with it's knife at the throat of a sleeping creature,
embittered by the long dark nights
and the short snap of dun sun days
But some people melt the winter ice
like summer sun, breaking through
and filling up the empty spaces
and a different me springs up.
Jun 6, 2011
Jun 6, 2011 at 11:17 AM UTC
There was a time when i believed in falling
for falling is the first step to trust
and trust, i have lacked for the last few years
because sheded tears caused my steel heart to rust
for a while i was convinced there was a spark
hidden under heaps of high expectations and hope
past the overthinking, right next to quaint smiles and glances, and hidden under the wish that we’d finally elope
but love isn’t built with empty promises
nor is it molded with the lovley, “if only”
because when you fall in love with the idea of someone
falling turns to broken, the broken can’t mend, and your back to being desperate and lonely
i wish being loved wasn’t so difficult
but if it was easier no one would dare to fall
because we’d rather be shattered from falling with faith
than stay safe with nothing at all
Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 7:50 PM UTC
In shadowed light
Through filtered lens
I saw a glimpse
of fathers end.
Of daughters rise
Emerging glory
Stepping boldly
Into her own story
Not yet written
But past a draft
A lovley story,
Fore and aft
Only in audience
I watched her depart
Finding her own way
Directing her own heart
A nostalgic sadness
For ego's caress
Not letting go
Of old address
But applaud I did
And ever will do
To honor what's past
And embrace what's new
Her story's my story
If lesser role
Tis the way of things
To salve the old
I saw a glimpse
Of her hopes and dreams
Laid bare to all
Yet to all esteem
And now 'tis me
Who will find my place
With joyful heart
For her embrace
Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 1:13 AM UTC
I want them
I need them
They hold my heart in her hands
I love them because they fixe my heart when it gets hurt
Even the smallest nick in my walls I have up they fix it
They picked up the million pieces of my heart that scattered when I broke
They put them back together
I want to thank them for that
So thank you my Lovley
I love them with all my being
They brought life to me when I had nothing
They saved me from suicide
From emptiness
From hate
Thank you
My Lovley
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
Never mind watching your P's and ****** Q's.
There are far more obscenities that anyone can use.
Worse letters than Q or P not meaning to confuse.
Many different meanings something you'll have to choose.
So choose your letters wisely there's some you can reuse
And some that are used for insults or a form of abuse
But it doesn't really bother me so I ain't making an excuse
Just use the ones that come to mind and you cannot ******* lose
So you can **** my big fat 'B's' and I can **** yours too
Fingers up my ******* 'A' something we can both do
I will lick your lovley 'C' and mine is like bamboo
Or maybe its a 'D' in my pocket or is it a canoe
If you squeeze on my two 'N's' similar to cashew
Then i will **** your Salty 'S' or the other avenue
And eat all of that juicy 'J' like a **** barbeque
Making all your 'H's' wet so both can get a *****
Allowing me to enter and 'F' you through and through
Slipping in my big hot 'R' deep inside a fishy stew
******* on your succulent 'T's' but none of them are Blue
Not talking of our feathered friends because that's a different crew
And neither is it other birds not parrots or cuckoos
Its a mound of fleshy 'M's' glands that I would chew
So stick your effing Protocols just stuff them down loo
Use the letters that you wish its your own point of view
Once the eggshells are broken its nothing to undo
And **** all that snobby-ness don't watch your 'P's' and 'Q's'
Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 5:37 AM UTC
If I crashed my black cloud into your white cloud, I"d only be gray. You would be my silver lining for my bad days. The rain and thunder, my tears and screams. You would be the flash of light and dripping streams. You would be and mean the world to me. I be the voice and you'd be eyes. Looking where my body lies, so much hurt and little time. I would be so Lovley and you amazing. We would fly over Valleys of animals grazing. You'd be in awe and me barely fazed, I remember us in the old days. What happened anyways. What happened to me.
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 10:43 AM UTC
while looking out my window at my willow tree
there i saw a robin looking back at me
showing of his feathers and his bright red chest
sat there in my tree right next to his nest.
he began to sing his favourite lullaby
very soft and mellow it almost made me cry
such a lovely song a lovley melody
it made me feel so happy and filled heart with glee.
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 10:38 AM UTC
Stick a **** in your socket
I've got a mattress in the van
Cause if you want a large'un
And you like a hard one
Then sister I'm your man
Cos when we both *** its pretty good for me
I'd love to *** again, I guess I'll have to wait and see
Your ***** the one that's driving me berserk
Why do only ***** and wankers work
La la lala la-la la la la la-lala la la la. . . .
Ive got a hard ***** thats nice
And I'll lick your lovley carpet slice
Easy deep squeeze when your on your ******* knees
*** games, whips chains, wosnames that you can push
Wear your rubber cat-suit
Makes you gush between your bush, bush, bush
Bush, bush, bush, bush, bush
I'll *** inside, it's agreed
on your back, it's guaranteed
Black or white, both I'll stroke
All ***** are nice to stoke
God bless ****** street
Come on spread your feet
I'll always be discrete
C'est magnifique **** your ****
Magnifique ***** treat,
Tastes so sweet,
**** my meat,
Feel the heat
In the backseat. . . .
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 12:58 AM UTC
For you, always been my friend
When down into murky waters
You have understood my aches
Holding on, like no other
Pen, paper, you lovley lover
When I write, poetry is flight
For you are loyal, you understand
For you I write, for you I live
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 9:08 PM UTC
she’s so lovley she’s so pretty she has rlly nice brown eyes and when i hug her i always stand in the sun so i can see how yellow they turn it’s my favorite color
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 9:58 PM UTC
Those lovely green eyes hold all the innocence in the world,
The forest has less shades of green then those eyes,
Those green eyes show a brand new beginning.
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 12:27 PM UTC