"rhythem" poems
Here is a spiders web
Strands of rhythem
Being spun by the dead
Where liers come to lie
And the truthers come to die
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 10:06 PM UTC
in the mountains of virginia there live a little hare
he could play a banjo and played it everywhere
he had a country rhythem and little dancing feet
people came from miles around to hear is country beat
he just love to play and give the crowd a show
he would play all day until it was time to go
then he would take a bow and wave the crowd goodbye
then of again he went beneath the sunset sky
Apr 28, 2010
Apr 28, 2010 at 6:14 AM UTC
when you fall in love two hearts they combine
emotions and your feelings together they entwine
your heart begins to beat loud and very strong
beating to a rhythem to its own love song
it makes you feel so happy and makes you want to sing
these are just some things that your love can bring.
Jul 5, 2010
Jul 5, 2010 at 8:08 AM UTC
Sound the trumpets.
Tell the criers to proclaim.
Call upon thunder and lightning.
Embrace the gentle rhythem your heart.
And to the shadows in the night.
Show them your passion and
they shall kneel in pain.
Now watch!
It shall happen tonight.
When the clock strikes 13,
the band shall play and
demonstrate their frustration.
And I shall laugh.
For i was the conductor,
of this event.
And the darkness will envelop the scene,
and it will be done.
May 24, 2010
May 24, 2010 at 7:53 PM UTC
Between four barriers and more i stood ...
drawing on the upper one a sky full of brightening stars and full moon ...
on the down barrier i made a big stage of dancing and acting to feel the life's rhythem....
on my right side paris's eiffel tower . lightning in the night and shining in the day light ....
And on my left side rome dangling on its walls the very beautiful art ....
behind me a door of my dream's country, counting the days and waiting the destiny to open it .....
the last barrier in front of me, a ruined one always watching it afrad to fal down on me and break my bones .....
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 4:53 PM UTC
each day you count on your fingers how many times you've caught him looking at you.
it doesn't fill up all five.
and conversations become like this too. just a steady rhythem of one...two...three...
you're bad at math so you don't know the average of how many times your lips should be moving
and he doesn't know when it's the right time to make your lips stop moving.
yes, to shut you up.
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 5:49 PM UTC
Believe you me
We are all defined
By what's deep beneath
Our never ending mind
Take all the hate
Throw it to the side
Man I say take all the hate
And throw it to the side
Release the all the demons
Now their gone like the time
Man take all your pain
And Stare it in the eye
Can't you see
The glass in your eye
Looking at yourself
Blinded by what some rich guys
Want you to define
Define what you perceive
And what you can believe
Pineal perception is all that you need
Its just a simple little rhythem
To show you a different way to rhyme
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC