"togther" poems
let me be the person you lean on
I bet I could make you smile
Share your secrets and your dreams with me like I'm your bestfriend or lover
Whatever it shall be I'll still hold you down babe
I bet I could make you smile
sometimes you'll forget how to breathe
When you laugh constantly
It's how you know your alive even when you feel gone though
I bet I could make you smile
I swear...
All I'm lookin' for is something that's forever
You know I just want someone that I can love and trust
Basically hold the bond togther
I want to believe in
In a thing call love
So let me just lie here, I'll kiss you and then drown in your eyes, dear
I bet I could make you smile
Baby, I'll never do you wrong
Let's never wasted time
Babe
Settle down and let's make love now endless to sound
I wanna say all the beautiful I never said
I bet I could make you smile
Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
Red ribbons around the streetlights.
The lights from the commadore theather
are a reflection of the past.
Coblestone streets the historic district across the water
buildings are lit haunting shadows over the water.
Once a year closed streets seem to travle back in time.
Roasted penuts street corner preformers.
Familys togather homeless on benches not all is beautiful and bright.
Sweet city so cold and gritty.
Christmas lights like neon signs call to my jaded soul.
Horse and carrige ride down by the water.
New lovers getting lost in the moment an season.
I sit apon the steps of the old church share a bottle with
My new best friend smells of the city echo back to another time.
Lights and sounds reflect a holiday on highstreet.
Hands held togther when in another life it seems you
were mine.
Cold are the streets carols fill this night.
If only more than once a year.
We could embrase this spirt.
Then trap it for one peaceful day.
The traffic apon Highstreet is is slowing
The festival crowd is fading.
The bottle of christmas cheer is almost gone
so along with the I must be going.
Oct 19, 2009
Oct 19, 2009 at 10:45 AM UTC
IN THIS TIME OF FREEDOM
IN A GATHERING PLACE
LEADERS FROM MANY COUNTRIES
OF EVERY RACE, HOLD ARM AND ARM
THEY MARCH TOGTHER,TO SHOW THE HUMAN RACE
THAT UNITY TOGETHER, IS MORE POWERFUL,THEN KILINGS
WHAT A STRANGE PLACE WE LIVE
WHERE WE HAVE TO FIGHT FOR FREEDOM
FOR OUR OWN HUMAN RACE
WE MUST ALL NOW COME TOGETHER
AND EXPRESS OUR THOUGHTS
BY ALWAYS WRITING
AND SHARING OUR THOUGHTS
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
Broken hearts
need a jump start
Broken hearts,
so ripped and torn apart
Broken hearts,
immortalized in art
as the martyr of mankind
All around the world
Those cardboard people,
they exist everywhere
Slaughtered souls
seen upon the streets
Like paper, they are 2 dimensional
People who walk about
just like sticks
People a centimeter thick
go about their way but
Who knows where they’re headed
Can’t go very far,
ripped and shredded
All around the world
Whether they are mentally battered,
physically battered,
spiritually battered,
battered by poverty and disease
or battered by oppression
they have lost their way
because by a throw away society
that exists today
they are now tossed aside
and on the inside
they feel nothing
All around the world
I think you get the picture
of what I'm trying to say
Cardboard people
have caught the paper disease,
a little gust of wind
and they go blowing in the breeze
Little weight to hold them down,
They are descending sidewalks
with their tattooed frowns
All around the world
They pass us on by
but few of us
really look anymore
at the souls who
are torn and tattered
their hearts bleeding
and quite shattered
Often we wish not to
be bothered with
their sight
Consumed with our problems
and not with their plight
All around the world
I have to remind myself
to not look away,
not wanting to be reminded
that I was also there
A card carrying member
of the Broken Heart's Club
and still at risk
must I say
But God sought me out
a scared, lonely girl
as I felt no place
in this cruel world
Judge them not He commands
It does not matter
how they met their despair
Broken hearts
need to mended,
and can be repaired
All around the world
I imagine the human race
as refined paper cut outs,
delicately designed,
exquisite and fragile
in their intricate beauty
Once linked togther,
hand in hand in unity
were we
But we are not puppets
but are free
to choose whether to love
So the world was torn apart
by those who have
hardened their hearts
and the broken pieces
are now scattered everywhere
All around the world
So I wonder when
we will ever learn
that people are not paper products
of this thoughtless world
A world in a hurry to look out
for its own interests
as it continues to go about
And I wonder when
we will ever learn
that people aren't like dollar bills,
Something that crumbles and burns
Spent away like paper currency,
Used up like old money,
Flimsy, worn and past the urgency
All around the world
Broken hearts
need a jump start
Broken hearts,
so ripped and torn apart
Broken hearts,
immortalized in art
as the martyr of mankind
Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 1:02 PM UTC
Stop!
Can't get it togther
My frenetic thoughts
But my Molasses-in-January responses
My dreadful fear and apprehension
My lack of motivation
And my struggle to use time wisely
You are my eye in the hurricane
My Help in the midst of the storm
You are my Refuge
Even though quite often
I practically give You
The middle finger
Oh, thank You for Your longsuffering
For Your mercy
For Your faithfulness
For Your belief in me to rise above
For my heart to keep beating
For my lungs to take in more air
You are my Hope
You are my Shield
You are my Light
You are my Song
You are my Source
You are Everything to me
My God
But not just mine
There is plenty of You
To go around
To anyone who asks
And that is why You are
Above all that ever existed
Or was made by human hands
Period
Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 4:22 PM UTC
Nights move like a forgotten ghost unwanted by all.
A vision unseen to all but one.
Down damp streets he haunts the same path every night just befor the dawn.
The empty hearts gather to drown togther in the sea.
Togther feeling so very alone.
Can we cast shadows in the darkness project happiness in such gloom to return the same old haunts again and again.
A wheel rolling without question.
On into the emptyness of my night.
Waitting for a return that never will be.
Cursing the problem never understanding it was her and me.
As the dream turn to the drunk.
The painter paints no longer sunsets but
Nights and his thoughts of blue to gray.
Warmth in the darker corners gives a view to
the young and the still hopefull.
Tiping my half empty glass I wish them to never know pain.
Finding a home with other empty hearts caught.
In ***** sheets im haunted by the ghost of my
former self.
A puddle stepped in cast waves of reflected neon light.
As we play a roll unknown to all
At typewritter I sit.
Listening to To the bar and bottles clatter men and women's
laughter and soon forgotten fight.
Yerning to be free so is the emptyness of my night.
Dec 17, 2009
Dec 17, 2009 at 10:07 PM UTC
young lovers know that traggic passion blind to failure
blind to everything that doesnt see them togather.
So in early morning passion just befor light.
they slip off togather dreams and hope taken along
for the ride.
long brown chessnut colored hair flowing out the window
along with are dreams.
A fence post marker the road togther holds
a certin magic it seems.
Love made from state to state
the waterfall to which we did race
skinny dippin togather by that old forgoten place
Your naked beauty etched within my mind along with
the hapinees reflected from your face.
Broke down in blue springs Missouri.
Now i dont question why your eyes
were overcast with worry.
Apart the nightmare cant erase thoose nights spent
laying in blissful silence your head apon my chest.
Memories depend apon your view.
I 'll just kiss the that jasmine scented southern
breeze for the rest.
My darlin I ask fingers interlocked
with time my heart what shall be
are plan.
A tear touches that vision of a face.
As you recall the memories of when togather we
ran.
Oct 22, 2009
Oct 22, 2009 at 6:16 AM UTC
It was in the summer we crashed in a wreck of awkward bodies.
Two drifters lost,
Togather found a demented teenage passion.
Two junkies clean in a dirty thought.
A outcast a ***** far from labels in a rejects refuge.
Runaways stumbling in a confussed state.
We fixed only to share a sweet addiction her lips
still tatse a bitter sweet strawberry in my thoughts
erased I wonder did she ever know?
Broken wings tattred love isnt always true.
Many can have the flesh few a womans soul.
The rain did keep a steady rythm in that abandoned car.
Tracks the needle kisses of exceptance thirst we all
shall in time.
But that is but a watercolor cast eternal
within the vault of my mind.
Held for moment I wonder did you fade cold.
As the epitapth draws blood from thought.
I can only taste my past as you speak gentle in the harshness
of what was then a nightmare of a love i relize now.
Sometimes such treasure's are cast aside.
Lost souls embers of emptyness from this city.
And the backseat from which we did confide.
And if the lines did ever connect and i found you again.
fragments would recall togther it wouldnt know
the truth of my minds lie.
I hold you in thoughts as once i did in arms.
I wonder if only for a moment if you ever knew.
In the ****** up backdrop you were the
one that knew me best.
A jokers thought addicts in nights gentle
dream.
Goodbye honey maybe now you can finally
the peace you so do desserve.
Jan 15, 2011
Jan 15, 2011 at 12:16 AM UTC
We've stood togther at the crossroads
I've always been ready at the fork in the road
With my boots strapped tight and a map in hand
Trying to help lessen the weight of the load
We are never there alone though
So my offered guidance you refuse
You hand half the load to stubbornness
And one of you two choose
My choice is to follow along cautiously
Or head down a different road alone
Leaving you and your friend stubbornness
To venture off with all I own
Before I know whats happening
I'm following in the rear
Lead down the path you've taken
On a dark road to despair
It's the same story everytime
You eventually regret the choice
It's always here, in the middle of no where
You start to hear my voice
Miles back, in the light of day
I stood to block the way
But it wasn't my decision then
So you chose to ignore what I had to say
Here in the darkness, surronded by danger
Huddled next to me, your friend stubborness becomes a stranger
Suddenly you depend on me
I'm looked at as the game changer
Thats when the tables turn
Now I'm handed all the gear
The strength you both had earlier
Has crumbled into fear
I get us to the otherside
We are grateful to be alive
For a short time I'm the hero
I'm the reason we survived
But like a circle goes around
The cycle starts anew
At the beginning of another crossroad
I'm left following stubborness and you
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 4:46 PM UTC
#EVERY GIRL I HAD A CRUSH ON I DREAM OF YOU EVERYNUGTH IN MY DREAM WE GO TOGTHER BUT IN REALITY WE NEVER GO TWO TOGTHER YOU SEE ME AS A FRINED TUUH I THOUGTH YOU WHERE MY SOUL MATE &NEVER; HAD THA COURGA TWO
TELL YOU HOW I FEEL BOUT YOU "THY WAS BEAUTIFULL LIKE A RED ROSE YE LIPS ARE LIKE POVSION IVY&GO; A CATH A STAR LEThtS US MATEANX MAKD NO NOIDE "DECUES LIKE CHRIS BROWN SAID.
Jul 8, 2012
Jul 8, 2012 at 10:36 PM UTC
Come away with me as we give into our intense passion that consumes us like a storm of euphoric bliss
A rush of a new thrill
A lustful entanglement
Like a rain drop falling into a rushing cascade that then trails along, like fingers tracing on skin
Bliss, a bitten lip kiss
We tumble togther caught in an incessant ****** of powerful tempest winds, no holding back
Lost in eachother, like crashing lightning lost in the thunderclouds
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 10:31 PM UTC
My entire existence is held togther by your mere essence, while your mere entity keep me awake for days, reminiscing about days we have yet to spend together, count every eyelash on your eye and trying to get know every pieces of your mind, from each corner bottom to top in every which way
Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 6:44 AM UTC
The first of thirty and the first time I've ever comitted to something I find very important.
Beneath my chest are two parachutes
On a daily basis the expand themselves,
with each breath.
Moving in a synchronized fashion, togther
they support the same body.
Never does one think of the consequence,
often embracing the heat of a cigarette
or the medically created air of an inhaler
My lungs
They make the best parachutes
Capillary kite strings,
perfect precision of movement
between the fine lines of the atmosphere
Kite strings that are often and only severed by a blunt force trauma
that, waking up feeling of getting hit by a truck
too many cigarettes between nervous conversations with a ghost
or the constant reassurance between inhalations that sometime soon,
my heart will beat again like it used too
for something that matters
instead of something that should matter
My lungs make the best parachutes
never ceasing to stop their rhythm
constantly supporting the downfalls.
Apr 2, 2012
Apr 2, 2012 at 2:57 AM UTC
high up in the mountains where the hillbillies stay
they all get together dance the night away
folks all get togther party all night long
with there hillbilly sound and a hillbilly song
fiddles and banjos and the steel guitars
they dance the night away underneath the stars
a little bit of moonshine puts dancing in there feet
dancing all night long to the hillbilly beat
dancing all night long to the hillbilly sound
dancing all night long till morning comes around
fiddles and banjos and the steel guitars
they dance the night away underneath the stars
high up in the mountains where the hillbillies stay
they all get together dance the night away
folks all get togther party all night long
with there hillbilly sound and a hillbilly song
Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 8:59 AM UTC
Our space doesn’t exist, friend
It doesn’t exist anymore
Stopped being a thing once your Y chromosome didn’t match
My double X
And we realized boys and girls didn’t have sleep overs
So
Take your sticky fingers away from me, dear
Don’t kiss me sloppily on the cheek in thanks for penny candy, dear
Please stop trying to wear my shorts, dear
They are women’s cut, dear, and the five inch inseam... oh dear
You have a girl friend, dear
And you will have another one next month
And the month after that, another one
Our space only exists in-between,
Where platonicy reigns supreme
But that doesn’t exist anymore, because all girls and all boys end up together, right?
Only I’m right here and you’re right here, so we’re togther
It’s just that you’re my little brother from another mother
And I’m your personal driver
Our space doesn’t exist anymore
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC
Goodbye friendships, built years ago
Once so close, now apart we grow
Shared conversations turn divisive and coarse
And we still smile together, but the smiles we force
Gone is the easiness, the jokes that ran free
Tables are turned on what was loyalty
Rumours run smoothly through the cracks in our ties
But only some know what is truth, what is lies
What used to be friendship, we cling to the ends
Now's a group of people with no other friends
Sticking togther because no others they know
Soon someone will realise it's just time to go
Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 9:12 PM UTC
...
*once
upon a
time our
life was just
like a beautiful
melodious rhyme
infect our heart and soul
speculations, emotions
were perfectly
shynchronized
wings of our
emotions
were very
strong
###
togther
we having
wherewithal
to cross the ocean
and pass through the
seven mighty seas
capable to bear
the heat of
summer
with no
fear
####
often
use to fly
through the
high mountains
deep valley
and plains
dense forests
deserted dunes
our soul were in
the synchronization
to the whole universe
but in this earthly game
the time never remain same
nothing seems to be surprise
always remember by the wise
it was a change in time sinewave
shattered delusion of fairy tales
mystical galaxies ruined away
blissfulness transformed into
scary ceaseless restlessness
tone of melodious music
changed from joy to
thorny repentance
innate loneliness
wounded soul
creepy isolation
isolation moments
dreadful dark reflection*
***
(c) deovrat - 03.04.2018
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 2:57 AM UTC
there was a little dog his life was rather rough
neglected by his owner he had. had enough
the little dog decided he would runaway
wander of alone and become a stray.
roam around the country where he could be free
no more hurt are harm safe again was he
oneday on his travels along the countryside
he saw a little cottage its door was open wide.
the little dog was hungry and took a look inside.
there he saw a lady sitting in a chair
she had heard the dog and knew that he was there.
she knew the dog was hungry fed him with some meat
and some doggy biscuits a proper doggy treat.
she lived on her own and needed company
she was very lonely just the same as he
the little dog was happy and with the lady stayed
now they had each other there company was made.
there both still togther to this very day
dog has settled down and no longer wants to stray.
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 8:52 AM UTC
I Got Roses For Her, I Got Roses For Her, I Got Roses For Earth, Growth Occurs, Just Be,
Love Is Within, Just Wrapping Me, No Depth Can Trap Its Wind, Just Breathe
Beautiful Beach, That Warm Breeze, Purple Sheets, Iced Tea
Love Is So Free, I Hold You , You Hold Me, ‘Togther , We Hold We ,
Flowers On Trees, Magik Mushrooms IN Our Teeth,
Infinie , Galactic, Theres No Attachment, Naked ,Dressed Like Aladin,
In A Forest Full Of Magik , Dancing In The Creek, I Don’t Sleep In A Cabin,
No Chains, Love The Rain, No Violence, Violin Tears Washes Silence, , Pure No Sinin,
I’m In Bliss, No Titles OR Idols It Just Is, I Am 1, I Am Sun, I Am Darkenss,
Never Apart From MY Heart, Aligned With The Spark,
Wings Span Universal, Dna Code Gold Swirl,
I’m An Alien Ghost Peral, Well I Am That I AM,
My Imagiton Doesn’t End Nor Begin,
The Now Is So Precious, I AM Compltey Free & Open I’m Oceans, A Poet In Simationus Motion,
MAgikal With Hold IT, Relax With The Potion,
Moon Light Kisses Like Roses,
Your Freucny Is Reaching Me, We Both Know It,
Sacred Type, Make The Night, Elctric Light,
Trippy Existenice , Mystical Vison,
Indigo Star Seed, Silocybin Bar **** Don’t Drink No Bar Scene,
Just Romance & Hold Hands,
Psychelic Acesion , Free From All Tesnion,
Illumanited With A Sphere, Here To Raise Questions,
Grave Yard Seconds, Immortal Stepping,
I Have Energy Inside Of ME , I Don’t Need No Weapons,
I’m Remedy Trancending Into Purity,
Tabs To Get A Lift,
ON Hearth To Heal For Real Raise The COnsoisness,
At My Highest Vibration , Government Hate It tHey ON To This,
**** It The Galactic Dimesnions SPonor This,
Honored With To Gift To Conqor Midst,
Strong As ****
I Let MY Ego Free To Fly Now Im Accomplishment
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 5:29 PM UTC
When you don't sleep
Thing start changing
Everything mushes into one
Everyone melts togther
And no one matters
Not that they mattered in the first place
But they don't matter anymore
Nothing matters
No thoughts or memories
Nothing
Not even the finishing of this
Stupid piece of **** thing
That doesn't even matter.
Jul 23, 2013
Jul 23, 2013 at 8:40 AM UTC
!!ENCHANTED!!
When i saw the beauteous eyes and your sights
Deep in passions implore to stay
And heard unmoved thy youthful wave
Your thoughts of neverland fondly entwine
In strong shines our heart confines
From the north winds to arctic freeze
Our warm thoughts fly over the seas .
Auspicious queen of childish joys
The fierce emotion of secret fires ,
Humanity , love, to care and highs
Can the heart than hush the youthful desires ??
O !sweet angel ! thy pledge of neverland n earth ''
It attains my dearest and natural care
Like paths trodden by saints
It took sacrifices to get here , from me it will never depart.
First day i saw your picture saw beauty
Till today i m just having you in picture
O! I recall each beautiful scene
Like joy romance and hidden dreams
Some few who will not be lost from me!!
And that includes thee!!
I know women . o ! lovely women
Your are a great world and a real comforter
Few are our years
But life is beyond years
I seek to stay n sway
With our wings of fire to deeper joys
Your effect ,ahhh!! I see you take delight in your beauty
I keep the wars i won and your beauty in discreet .
Why thus disclose , that which never meant for other ears !!
Your simplicity ,ambitious waves of storm
Smile , hair ,face and those lips cease me
To adore and admire to remember thee
To perish togther in all the seas........
Shandar”” 2013
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 1:12 PM UTC
there was a little badger adventure bound was he
he built himself a boat and headed out to sea
riding on the waves as happy as can be
the world it was his oyster badger he felt free
he sailed across the ocean and found an island shore
badger he decided that he would explore
maybe find some treasure that was left behind
in great big chest of the wooden kind
badger searched around to see what he could see
then heard a noise from behind a tree
badger took a look to see what it could be
it was a little turtle a friendly chap was he
badger told the turtle all about his quest
and about is search for a treasure chest
i will help you search the little turtle said
off they went togther and searched the sand ahead
suddenly they saw a little sandy mound
badger was excited his heart began to pound
badger started digging to take away the sand
turtle he was there to lend a helping hand
there beneath the mound much to there suprise
there was a treasure chest. there before there eyes.
they opened up the chest full of lots of things.
lots of golden goblets and lots of golden rings
they had found the treaure they were looking for
buried in the sand in this far off shore
badger he was rich and decided he would stay
with his friend the turtle in this land so far away
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 10:30 AM UTC
there was a little badger adventure bound was he
he built himself a boat and headed out to sea
riding on the waves as happy as can be
the world it was his oyster badger he felt free
he sailed across the ocean and found an island shore
badger he decided that he would explore
maybe find some treasure that was left behind
in great big chest of the wooden kind
badger searched around to see what he could see
then heard a noise from behind a tree
badger took a look to see what it could be
it was a little turtle a friendly chap was he
badger told the turtle all about his quest
and about is search for a treasure chest
i will help you search the little turtle said
off they went togther and searched the sand ahead
suddenly they saw a little sandy mound
badger was excited his heart began to pound
badger started digging to take away the sand
turtle he was there to lend a helping hand
there beneath the mound much to there suprise
there was a treasure chest. there before there eyes.
they opened up the chest full of lots of things.
lots of golden goblets and lots of golden rings
they had found the treaure they were looking for
buried in the sand in this far off shore
badger he was rich and decided he would stay
with his friend the turtle in this land so far away
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 10:33 AM UTC
there was a little dog his life was rather rough
neglected by his owner he had. had enough
the little dog decided he would runaway
wander of alone and become a stray.
roam around the country where he could be free
no more hurt are harm safe again was he
oneday on travels along the countryside
he saw a little cottage its door was open wide.
the little dog was hungry and took a look inside.
there he saw a lady sitting in a chair
she had heard the dog and knew that he was there.
she knew the dog was hungry fed him with some meat
and some doggy biscuits a proper doggy treat.
she lived on her own and needed company
she was very lonely just the same as he
the little dog was happy and with the lady stayed
now they had each other there company was made.
there both still togther to this very day
dog has settled down and no longer wants to stray.
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 1:36 PM UTC
i wish.,i could tell u...how i feel
when i listen to the musical peal
i assume two bells as u and me
singing togther n becoming we
i miss the time when u were here
but i just ignored ur love and care
wanna apologize for wt i hv done
i wish u can back this morning
with rising sun....
Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 9:30 AM UTC