"stary" poems
Liberating the pixie wings
Swirling ribbons brushing the sky
Running in the ocean's breathe, you the wild horse no man could ever tame
You, The gypsy wanderer trailing the night
huddled in tiny cargo ships pioneering the sky - living on a tin can - in sheer ardor - to be outside from shackles below
The widen gap and the cracked stary sky
Your hands lodged through trying to find;
The teachings of the higher powers
Wisdom, philosophy's power, truth....
And you do, you stand upon a flower bed of knowledge - sharing to the world beyond
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 6:08 PM UTC
JEALOUS
Poem lyrics dedicated to Karkjinbba
in memory of pjc-rkrdd interstellar
Traveler on another mission.
~~~~~~
'm jealous of the rain
That falls upon your skin
It's closer than my hands have been
I'm jealous of the rain
worshipping in ground as you may walk on splattering all down
I'm Jealous of the waves at sea that rock your boat with her not me
spilling out on you our old wine reserved for us to spill on each others unintended wounds
I'm jealous of the wind
That ripples through
your clothes;
the exotic perfume aromas
you bought for me alone
but now she wears.
along with my diamond heart ring.
I'm Jealous of the way she combes her hair each night
looking in our ancient
mirrored vanity desk
While you looking at her
moon light to guide
may you look at me
my stary constellation
sky high glide
I am jealous of the tennis rocket
you swing to her meant
to swing back to me
Darling;
it's closer than your shadow
left behind to comfort me.
Oh, I'm jealous of the air you breathe in the same room, with her alone dancing to songs
and tunes meant for us two alone
on your master lovely bedroom;
moving dancing rdd/bba style!
Still I wish you the best
all this world could give
Love of my life.
I wouldn't sacrifice my love and life for you again though;
instead, I would, earn your love,
right back forgive me sweet love divine elite great among great,
peace be with you
As I told you when you left
In every lifetime for another girl,
you leave me
all I wanted was an airline ticket
to fly to you in Carol Lumbard's skin
Dear runner mine
poverty was my foe I couldn't chase.
but I always thought you'd come back,
or even pick me up
on your limousine
for a joyful ecstacy filled ride!
Telling me all you found without me was heartbreak and misery!
Because darling that's all I found
without you.
It's hard for me to say,
I'm jealous of the way
You're h a p p y without meeee.
I'm jealous of the nights
That I don't spend with you
watching the billion stars from our bedroom bed with your patpapa
Aquarius and my Aries telescope.
I'm wondering
who you lay next to!
Oh, I'm jealous of those sacred nights.
I'm jealous of the love
your love that was all mine
gone for someone else to share.
I'm jealous of the love
cause I wished you too
the very best
all this world could give.
~~~~~~~
For Karijinbba
By: Kear and Natalie Hemby.
06-11-2020
Copy Rights.
Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 1:32 AM UTC
Lets take a walk
by the sea shore
under the midnight sky
listening to the waves
as they tell
those untold stories
that drowned
without saying a word
just drinking in
the beauty of stary night
and feeling the cool wind
against the body...
Living the night to the fullest !!
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 4:36 PM UTC
*even if you're miles away,
my heart belongs to you,
in every single way.
always letting me feel astray,
im always here for you,
don't you dare push me away.
every minute of every day,
my thoughts lingers to you,
i wonder if you think the same way.
at a stary night sky I lay,
staring at the moon as if it was you,
now i can't seem to look away.*
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 1:40 PM UTC
The calm and quiet.
The refreshing breeze.
The end of a continuously cycle.
When I look at the stary sky,
With the moon reflecting on my window,
I wonder to myself,
''What mysteries lies within the night?''
''What makes such a terrible day transforms into a peaceful night?''
At the end of the day,
When you lie down to sleep,
Away from the rush an the problems,
The magic of the night begins,
Involving your body and mind,
Compelling everything around you stops,
Putting an end to an agitated day
And finally,making you sleep.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
Your poem made me so happy
I want you to feel that too
I'm not gonna make this sappy
instead, it's all about you.
You have such pretty hair
I like it when it's down
Your skin a shade so fair
you're even pretty when you frown
Hazel, the color of your eyes
they shine very bright
confused in the stary skies
even seen at night
You make me laugh a lot
And smile a lot too
A ***** you are not
Just perfectly you
I like how you are a bit crazy
And don't give a ****
You're very far from lazy
A personality thats BAM
You said I don't talk much
But really I'm not shy
Still too nervous to touch
I swear, I'm not shy
Its getting kind of late
And I'm getting pretty Tired
I can't wait for our date
So pumped, getting fired
So this is the end
Well for tonight
Now it'll send
Hope it makes ya feels alright.
<3 abby
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 1:40 AM UTC
On our flag
Three colors show
With thirteen stripes
And 50 stars as white as snow
Each color is special
And each makes a stand
For our country it waves
In our brave soldiers hands
White is for the purity
Of each loving soldiers loyalty
And Red is for the blood they see
And the blood that they have shed for me
Blue is for the aching hearts
Of the soldiers who lives soon fell apart
Our flag is a symbol
For a soldiers life
A life so very precious
And as beautiful as a stary night
So look at our flag
And remember the story
And please hold them high
In a commemorating glory
Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 7:04 PM UTC
You promised kisses
beneath the old oak
You said you would give
youself to me then
Under the summer's
eager stary eyes
But they came
and cut the oak down
But not before
you left town
Now all I have
is the promise
Of firewood for those
cold lonely nights
Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 7:59 PM UTC
Stary skies
On painted nights
Hearty ties
With scripted fights
Fake, it's just a scene
This actor's world
Can become mean
When you wish to lean your head
On one's shoulder
But you stay at home instead
And the stress makes you look a bit older
And you rather go to bed
Why does it have to be hard?
Why do we cry?
Why do we dream so far?
When are dreams just crash from up high
Director yells cut
And you shrink inside
And you wonder what,
You didn't hide
There no room for your stress
Keep your eyes to the script
It's what director thinks best
Your opinion is skipped
Why does it have to be hard?
Why do we cry?
Why do we dream so far?
When dreams just crash from up high
Oct 23, 2012
Oct 23, 2012 at 6:31 AM UTC
You see the writing, the truth in life,
Behind the painting of joy, none can say.
An empty room, a seat wherefore to write
Things that come to mind in full light
Are burnt by the light of the world's day.
You feel like you're going to pop,
Hold on it's quite the same as when you
Were a kid, you're just watching empty
Drama and behold, after all you're just a 'clay mold,'
This is the rest of your life. Do as you're...
No going back, you see the clock count
The endless hours of one meaningless
Waste of natural beauty as it will someday decay.
This is all that's too come, soon at least they will
Earn a fortune in time, all that's left of the sun
And the stary night sky...is 'Ashen Gray.'
Jan 2, 2022
Jan 2, 2022 at 1:31 AM UTC
Stary skies,
Mid Smmer nights,
Rain soaked evenings,
Early Winter mornings,
Sunrises & Sunsets
Eventually,
Everything..
Everything Reminding me
Of You,
Of Us.
Wondering how time flew.
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 11:36 AM UTC
She smiled so bright, free spirit roaming
You could see the moonshine through her Stary eyes,
Longing for more,
Nothing was ever enough.
Her blessing was her curse,
From roaming the street at night, watching the night sky
To roaming to find a little night high.
Those little pills gave her the widest smile, the wildest heart
The night's fun turned into misery
From a nocturnal to a creeper
I watched her smile crumble,
Moonshine eyes turned to darkness.
She was like a flower,
But she blossomed in the desert.
Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 7:11 PM UTC
Curse of a thousand year
Dear follower of darkness
Constricted and ashamed are the souls of the wicked
Dormant emotions fooled by vile peace
Wrathful demons...succubuses of darkness
Sacrimonious enchantments, fornicative souls
A trillion visions of the feeder of light
King of illusion, darkness, perdition
Why feed on the blood of the innocent?
Why feed on the words of the noble ones?
Child of doom prophet of chaos...
Oh vile Woman...Witches of destruction
Who has come to fornicate and defile
Silent killers dressed as nuns
Darkest of dark white blood in your hands
Why should this be endured?
Why should my mind flesh feed of your ghastly imagery, your seductive ways, your fornicative acts?
As I write this poem and words are portrayed in this paper I myself ask
Why is being a believer make us hated by the world?
Narrative stories, concrete facts
Now I portray myself onto paper
I am a noble. My heart enjoys peace a stary night, listening to the wind,
the birds human laughter...is this a crime?
God listen to me for I write again.
Hollowed spirit defiler of light
I have seen you come to the house of God and prey upon the living...
Lucifer temptor of mankind prince of darkness
How do I differ, how do I mend, how do I worship, how do I beg?
Spiritually you have come to attack me
My heart my soul my temple
I now dress as a warrior of light...
Holy armor I portray. Followers Of Christ unite talk to God,
for its Judgement shall be passed we remain holy.
Kingdom of righteousness, Father of Justice
Oh Jehovah I call upon your name.
Still water, serene spirit my mind...Is within me but the spirit of God
lives he has blessed me. I come to you all to share this poem
whom God has told me to write...I am fascinated am lost in words...
My heart is pumping my hand keeps moving, like a mighty
Mountain your eyes gaze at it's beauty Oh mystic like river, a trance
I sense within me, the graphite being spent here rejoices my every word.
I have held you long enough let me leave you this message
May the Lord be with you all of you let him into your hearts
For he will keep your soul safe and protect you from your own sinful
nature for the day you let him in, is the day your words become alive.
©Franko The Christian Poet 2016
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 1:17 AM UTC
Pretenses shot down dead tonight
Not wasting time
I want to hold you tighter than the armor I wore for too long
I want to peel off your layers, clothes,
Get to your core, till you're sore
I want to lay each other bare
No concern with who you're supposed to be
Just be who you are with me
I want to run with you faster than our racing hearts
Till they give out old and cold
I want late night fights
Violent as a volcano
If only for the make up ***
I want to loose ourselves in each other
More comfortable than memory foam
Just lay outside amazed at how it feels so right
I want to spend hours in you eyes
More awe inspiring than Gogh's Stary Night
aurora borealis, radiant eclipse, in your eyes
Cake in the morning ice cream in the evening
I want to chart your skin
map it better than the back of my hand
navigate your curves as we curve the planet
As we embrace the night you make me want to see in the dark
As we run into the day you make me want to keep you to myself
As long as it's with you it's what I want, and I want it all.
Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 2:21 AM UTC
The hunter runs after his prey, and then
It leaps forth into the stary night, which
Swallows it up to be part of it when
The hunter finds their chase to be unhitched
Around the entire globe, we find
That we all have some commonalities
We all have something in the human mind
That reflects our common realities
We chased our prey, only to find that it
Had taken off for the celestial
With our knack for storytelling and wit
We had made star pictures and festivals
It oddly speaks to our human nature
That our stories can become much greater
Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 10:27 PM UTC
I choose the rarely trod word-road
that takes rocky paths of poetic mindscape,
maps and clinches metaphor links grown
in unknown definement.
I look slant-eyed at morning's own
painting, facing blank canvas the sea becomes
jasper and foam turns to lace as image
transcends norm to new heights.
I view stary skies pock-marked
with diamonds, ocean outcrops hold mermaids,
sand secretes silvered past as grief-gilded
each sunset weeps its goodbyes.
I write emotion into whale-cry,
sentence fur and feather to human behaviour,
translate seasonal change to safe ground
for my fancy's winged flight.
I dare take words a stage further,
imagine boundless and verse a beyondness,
bend grammar by stretching out to sense
inanimate liveliness.
Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 7:28 AM UTC
Caught up in the strings of violins
Flying high above the trees
The echoing sound of sweet melody
With beautiful orchestral harmony
Celestial lights with joy they bring
Taking one somewhere afar
Distant worlds where angels sing
With orchestra and shining stars
This velvet voice a delight to hear
One's mind and soul are carried away
With no fear or regret everyone's there
In a place where nirvana waits.
Savouring this moment that,s like a dream
Where all can come and go as please
Caught up in the strings of violins
This musical feeling of ecstasy.
Now it's back on earth to reality
This music just took too flight
The orchestration reached the heart
Reflecting this beautiful stary night.
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 12:58 PM UTC
I feel my bones catch eachothers serated edge
as my needs are fulfilled
Am I still free?
without the wood, water, and stream?
with the love of markably beautiful others?
at what cost may I experience these treaures?
what new rules need enforcing
what self of mine will be denied
hindered, rendered captive
to loving connection
I can only be susceptive
sceptical
can I still talk a brief free word with you and resume my adventures?
do you travel along side me or at a distance?
do we meet at speratic intervals
will I ever see you, be with you again?
will you change me?
Will you captivate me from my aunotomy
will our faces morph into another animal?
one that outwitts the world but for who I wont fully recognize without practice
the medicine we make
the rabbit that calls!
I am AFRAID of YOU, MAGIC
magic stirings are the heart
do I decline them out of enlightenment
or nourish my inner works
allow my hearths flourish with flame
warmth
or find sanctity in solomonity in the stary night
chilling
split hearted lovely, wise soul
you dont act from a place of inner direction
disjointed
how do I attribute you to this dynamic but short lived life?
or this mind
mind, heart, soul division
my soul is weary of anything that might take my power from me
I see it in you
I dont have the answer yet, but dont rob me of the question
let me ponder it and my role in this new place
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 7:20 AM UTC
krytyka na żyda to ta sama na krytyke polaka, skoro krytyk na żyda to też krytyk na polaka - skoro żyd bez ziemi to też polak pod włóknem niemca czy russa czy też bezwdzięcznego austrjaka! odsiecz wiednia!
https://goo.gl/2wVUsz, from minute to an hour:
radio-kacap - lost the c somewhere,
had to innovate -
ra - d - yo -
радя -
(я to possess it, a punctuation
mark on the letter to stop
the omicron from rotating a fullness)
КАЧП - or simply ç (s) -
ketchup apparently,
the slaughter of Zagreb -
Croat piled on Croat
for a Mexican roll via Tahiti -
kark capa - kark kacapa
(stary kozioł to zwany cap
bronz spermy i zapach tzn. cap'a -
capie ten ogier Poznania w szambie południa
na gry czołem z bliska
w tenis z innym capem) -
stary ogier na tle mgły
i kozioł kopiący kszięrzyc w orbite
i w równie starannej rubryki: sto razy jeszcze raz
to samo, bo to dla wieku
dwa dwa: die tventy secoond centaur /
die nächster tausendfüßler, year on - year in.
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 8:36 PM UTC
On that day, you were with me
under the universe's eye and the moon's light;
You held my hand as you stare through my eyes
humming a sweet song for our hearts to jive;
Under a gazebo with stary lights on the trees,
bringing me warmth and comfort everywhere I see;
You said every inch of me is beautiful. that
I should never change who I am;
Then softly you touched my cheek and kissed me
so gentle yet so passionate;
A tear escaped from my eyes as you confess your love,
for I don't know why out of all people, you picked me;
Yet all I felt at that moment is that I love you too,
Your the only person that can make my heart
beat so fast yet so slow, at the same time;
Many people hate me for you, yet you
leave them all just to be with me;
Then suddenly you kneel on one knee
and ask me to be your wife;
all kinds of emotion overwhelmed my heart
With uncontrollable tears I replied...
... Forever babe...
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 7:14 AM UTC
To lay down on my back
And feel the freashly mown grass
Like the feel of a short hair cut
Friends to the right and the left
Trying hard to see there best
we lay in this moon lit feild
staring at this stary gaze
To my left Orion's belt streching far into the velvet black sky
who would think such beauty could be found in this baseball feild when
All you had to do is look up
And see this sight witch I do love
I lay and wish this time could last from now till forever past
Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 1:13 PM UTC
One stary night
I don't know what to do
so I sit and think of you
Your wide eyes I can't forget
been in my head
since the day we met
I can't live without you here
my head bows in fear
my eye let's out a tear
young in love
didn't know what to do
but I cannot think of you
your eyes
your smile
things I haven't seen in a while
your laugh
your cries
your tears all dried
you moved on
I should too
I try but cannot forget you
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 1:14 PM UTC
i'm so glad you like the frosted flakers...
my dear, my sweet lass,
i'm a doin my best to clean up my ***** moouth...'
i gotta evicted in have to move to the poor house,
cuz i had to spend all of my money
on soap bars and it it broke me...
gotta clean up my little ***** mouth!!!
i can't come back until i make another fortune...
don't cry my sweet love,
i havn't fergottin' you
and i never, never will....
i'll be back..
as soon as i can ... lickety quick!
good night my sweet love,
my moon i gaze at each night
high in the stary heavens above!
p.s. i like that manly plumber that stopped by to help you out.
we'll all have some fun when i *** back... he lookin' like he'd make
a good mate, but for now... i'm a happy that he is yer date...
good night my sweet mate date
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 12:22 PM UTC
A soul cast into societys drama
no comfort zone
no word from my mama
to lose a friend is darkness never ending
todays end nights beggining
to life's expirience this smile im lending
the only one i've got
now sorrow never ending
never to the point life's roads forever bending
countless broken hearts love never mending
to you friend this message im sending
in a dead zone notes forever pending
so sorrows my friend now lonliness never ending
me and sorrow friends forever
the worlds end our tomorrow
holding hands upon lifes sands sinking fast
looking up at the stary sky
its night so vast
on sorrows shoulders my burdens are cast
no matter our past
sorrow and I a friendship that'll last
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 8:30 AM UTC
I tore a small piece of star-lit sky,
right from a summers night.
I turned it into a drawstring bag
to hold these last things tight.
I gathered up sunlit memories
of much more happy times,
colored with both our smiles,
They were from the time when you were mine.
I placed the memories in the bag,
and thought for just a moment.
Of silent cuddles and forehead kisses,
and all the days when we weren't broken.
I placed those thoughts next to the memories,
in my stary bag.
As I sang the song you'd sung to me,
whenever I was sad.
As my voice carried out the words,
Of "you'll be in my heart".
I dropped them a little bit recklessly,
and they almost fell apart.
I took those precious moments of love,
And with them added one last thing in there.
A little piece of notebook paper,
marked with the promises we'd shared.
Our life, our plans, and dreams of family.
The future that we had planned.
All gathered up together now
in that stary bag.
I took it to the beach last night.
just before sunrise,
I prepared to do what I'd never done,
Tears began to fill my eyes.
And then right before I let it go
into the oceans rush,
I added one last simple kiss,
to the bag that held the
last
of
us.
May 30, 2024
May 30, 2024 at 5:15 AM UTC