"wonderfull" poems
I was told just a bit ago that the woman i love with all my heart said she thinks she loves me and wants to be my wife and wants to start a family with me. she wants to stay single to get her mind clear and i will respect that because i could never imagine my life with anyone else but her. shes the first thing on my mind when i wake she never out of my thoughts ever shes always in my dreams and shes in my nightmares where i loose her and never get her back and then i die alone because if i dont have her i want noone then i wake up and its all a bad dream. all i ever want is her in my life forever. i know in the past i messed up bad but noones perfect and if i ever do get her back and we do work things out i will prove to her that i was the young guy who made mistakes and from them i have become the man who learned the hard way and am willing to do any and everything to prove to her ive changed and will be the man i should have been to her before. (To her) if you ever read this and you will i want you to know i love you and want to be the man i should have been the year we were together and if you can ever find it in your beautiful heart to forgive me for being a blind fool i do love you i do want you to be my wife and i do want you to be the beautiful wonderfull one of a kind mother of our hope to be children. i really do love you. you are my soul mate, my other half, my peace, my one of a kind, beautiful, **** georgious gift that i so blindly pushed away. please forgive me and hopefully one day i will get down on one knee in a crowded place and and when i ask for your hand in marrage you will say yes and when that day comes i will hold you and never ever ever let you go or repeat my mistakes or make new ones.
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 1:59 AM UTC
ding **** it's christmas time again
hear the laughter hear the bell
ring.
** ** **
on are merry way
as we dance throw the snow.
on this christmas day
hear bell ding dong it's christmas
time again.
as dance in this winter wonder land.
ding dong ding **** it's christmas time again
hear the angel sing .
on this holy day.
as sing are song
as dance along in the snow on this christmas day.
ding **** santa on his way.
ding **** it's christmas time again.
hear children play on this christmas day.
** ** on are merry way.
as we dance in the snow on this christmas day.
ding **** it's christmas time again.
throw ice ,snow
santa on his way .
hear the angel sing
on this holy day
din **** it's christmas time again.
as we dance in snow on this christmas day
** ** on are merry way.
as the children play.
santa on his way
ding dong it's christmas time again
as the angel sing
on this holy holiday.
it's christmas time again.
as dance throw the snow.
on this wonderfull day
ding dong it's christmas time again.
3 x repeat that song
Aug 23, 2010
Aug 23, 2010 at 10:08 AM UTC
shooting star is so bright when you are asleep so warm and cosy at night
hear her zoom past you on the night
older they get
on there own
they shoot off to space
in the moonlight they go by
now they are very rare
going off to space
star is our, ours only
take her every where i go
amy is her name
raing stars are wonderful so very wonderfull indeed!
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 6:01 AM UTC
These lovely walls so brigth and peacefull like winter snow oh what magnificent features. So soft as a pillow in my white suit I giggle. Morning and night I spend my time thinking within these walls of the time of when I was outside. Such beauty , such glory on everyones eyes. A tip toe here and a tip toe there giving them a smile from ear to ear and it doesn't end there. I share them my love they give me there blood what is that you say that this is not love? on the contrary my friend just look and see , in this generation what is there to be? If people **** each other for ignorant sympathys , Lustful envyies and ungratefull indecencies . why cant i be me? its not a sickness its another way to see how tragedy can be embraced by insanity and how wonderfull a diferent point of view can make a man be judge by lack of humanity. Im not crazy.....i just see the world in diferent points of view....what about you?
Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
Creole love potion.
Heavenly body
Built for motion.
Passion fruit.
A wonderfull construction.
Afrolatin...Fufu and Habanero...
Cassava bread
Red beans and rice.
Dont worry...I know god must have a plan
Countless others,same design. Made to make men lose their minds.
Saal Good.
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
Him si all
An know.
Him reach out
An hold.
Jah know.
Him mek da rain fall
An quench.
Him mek da snow fall
Wind blow.
Sure as calm follow storm.
Jah see an know.
You walk in sunshine my love.
My only lifeline an so
He made you so fine an so.
Sweet Jah
Wonderfull.
Him see and
Know.
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC
Love can be something beautiful,
Where a friendship is built,
Happiness...
It can be painful,
Hurt you and broke you in peaces.~
But people can turn loneliness into love..
Once and for all.
Because love can chance everything.
Can make people smile, sympathy with all.
Bodies can collapse in one body.
Our hearts is on fire.
Is a constant repetition...
So lets things and make a question what is suppost make with them?
Cuz we can do lots of things with this wonderfull passion.
-d.a
Jun 25, 2016
Jun 25, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC
Love.
Love is wonderfull.
Love is painfull.
Love is strange.
Love blind you.
Love is rare.
Love is everywhere .
Love makes you forget.
Love makes you forgive.
Love makes you smile and laught
Love makes you cry.
Love is true.
Love is fake.
Love is you.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 11:12 AM UTC
i dident make the first team
i dident win the cup
or pass exams
or stand for parlement
or be called great
or won medals
i helped raise two wonderfull children
and whatched them grow
i am a proud dad my greatest words to heir
are i love you DAD
Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 5:22 PM UTC
wish i wrote dark, about deep insecurities,
a struggling childhood, i wish i wrote
like others with words of wonderfull
syllables, bells ringing,
you know.
wish i wrote long tomes, to bore myself
rigid. to tap the hours away till bedtime,
early.
wonder if i shall write serious,
tell thee all hard stories that
don't exist. i wonder if i shall stop,
when no one reads.
this is a time to wonder at the
dark hours leaving, waters receding,
black trees slowly turning. wintergreen.
sbm.
Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 2:07 AM UTC
He is just a attraction don't make him your distraction...(friends said)
I'm just part of your childishness and fiction..(he said)
Now after eight year my heart proved he is my love...
Neither a attraction nor a distraction...
Just a part of my wonderfull life and heart with a wonderful feeling but a one sided destination.....!!!!!! Copyrights : Anjali
Nov 30, 2019
Nov 30, 2019 at 10:41 AM UTC
As a young man lies diying, fallen victm of mindless gangs
One more stagers the night layden with spirt of an acholic kind
As one more small child has lost thier trust to a sickned guardian
One more has ceased their life from mankind’s ability to starve
As one more women is forced to submit love she has not offered
One more is lost to the domestic hell of enraged beasts, called man
As one brave soldier falls to the sands giving his all for our freedom
One more crawls home to be forgotten, his disabilities seen as weak
I think to my self what a wonderful world
Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 11:27 AM UTC
I see the darkness fill the street
Yet I see your face shining through the night
And I think to myself what a wonderfull smile
Yeah! I think I’m right
I think it’s better if could stay
You don’t to need pay
But all you need is just to say
That “I wanna be free, and live like you”
Cuz ur a friend, who can see thru me.
Into my heart where I cannot be
But I now can, because of you.
Thank you for being a friend
i will be the one and only
try to do what u really want
dont care what they say
i will be your best matey
Sep 15, 2010
Sep 15, 2010 at 7:03 AM UTC
Sometimess lifee workss in wonderfull wayss..
Or sometimees itt can makee everythinqq be what you fear.
takee riskss and livee Lifee
livee everydayy like itss your lastt..
Do thinqss you miqht not do everdayy.
Iqnoree Your Consiencee
Do whaa your heart tells you..♥
Jun 12, 2010
Jun 12, 2010 at 8:17 PM UTC
i havent been blogging much ,ive been pretty blank.i got alot of things to say but so many words and subjects swirling around like a twister inside my head,,, just searching and waiting for the right moment .getting ready to go on a trip i think im going to take my notebook and pen and write down everything wonderfull around me.....right now there isnt much im trapped in a circle of negativity and i dont like it .i want to feel positive and be positive but im really sensitive to everything and everyone around me ,,and how they feel and act rubs off on me like charcoal .
ive been losing alot of sleep over alot of peoples problems including my own ..i want to fix everyone and everything but i cant even fix myself
Aug 18, 2010
Aug 18, 2010 at 8:59 PM UTC
except,
when the old eyes tear, with the greatest of ease,
hitched a planetary ride round the sun, more times
to know that the square root of the human is not
his exterior, which without fail, grows and erodes
on a timed schedule not of his own choosing...
but the mystery that never ages, the arousal of
his base metals, when the women looks upon him
with a intriguing askance, tasking a masking of an
invitational challenge, a whimsy expression of hither
confusion is the reigning ruler, mining for her actual
intentions, the push~pull of her contradictions and
her puzzling diction, impossible to interpret until I
admit, jingle jangle woman, I'll come following you
this is a familiar newness, a fresh candle lit for burning,
and every time is the first time, so there you have it,
I'm no ****** but born renewed, when the heated heart
quavers, with the anticipation of the known unknowns
and the old tears free falling, she finds its puzzling,
even troubling, till she grasps my smiling countenace,
and my head, two~handed embraced as she studies my line~age,
my map of wrinkled experiences that whisper yes, I understand
and she kisses my forehead, acknowledging acceptance that our
paths have never until now crossed, what a delightful surprise
will be the reading of a unexplored map of our conjoined palms,
the greatest wonder be that surprise has not died, and I
with one hand waving free, welcome it all, and she grins at my
exuberant silliness, and that we choose to be with each other, on
a treasure hunt for a poem as of yet unwritten, but so so wonderfull
comforting that its mere outline and its composition~completionition
familiarity speaks of the good things that experience has brought
and now, again, will yet bend time to our wills and what fun that
will be, defying odds, reliving new moments unique, hot created,
and this adventure reinstills the awe of wonder at familiar unknowns
*that early morn smell of
buttered brioche bread,
fresh, virginal,
like the sweat
we have shed
and laughs we,
just baked this
day*
Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 7:43 PM UTC
I do not want to know how to do It
I do not want to talk about how It is not done properly
I want to pull it out of my chest
I want to float a few meters away from my body while I'm doing it
I want It to not be framed by lies, rules and restrictions
I want It to be my child, to be free and pure
Unlike me,
unlike us,
unlike you.
I want It to be the most wonderfull thing that someone has seen / heard / touched
I want It to know how to talk to cats and dogs and I want it
to have a name we can not pronounce.
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 9:05 PM UTC
Our world
A special place
created in time and space
A gift from the universe and life itself
Two souls
Barely touching
so close
our lips
can almost kiss
almost
can our skin meet
and explore
the texture of our flesh
How we long for that
How I will thoroughly
love your neck
Go down lovingly
from your chest
to let my tongue
meet your bare flesh
Savour the taste
and drink
untill your essence
drips down my chin
Insatiable
is my thirst and hunger
Gluttonous
I want to devour
every fiber of your wonderfull
being
Tear down the walls of time
and unwrap
this luscious
present waiting
that is a love filled life with you
with pleasent memories
and lust filled passionate nights
only to slowly
let you drip into my being
untill our soul's
are intertwined
in space and time
as we experience our love
and make love when our Soul's touch
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC
I WANT TO LET YOU KNOW
WHEREVER I AM,WHATEVER HAPPENS
I WILL ALWAYS THINK OF YOU
THE TIME WE SPENT TOGETHER ARE THE HAPPIEST MOMENTS
BEING IN LOVE WITH YOU IS WONDERFULL
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
I struggle now to remember what I was doing
I can't even open this jar, the hands, old and frail
flashbacks of my youth, a wonderfull time
holds the clock back so I can feel another day
the vastness of the universe, has me thinking
Is there another me out there, a clone if you will
wondering the same thing, as I sit in my chair
what would I tell him, that our lives are the same
every minute and hour since birth, we are in sync
or are there many in differant stages of their life
but perhaps they are thinking the same thing
and trying to reach me
Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 3:53 PM UTC
dear poetry thank you for being there for me
thank you for permiting me to express myself
thank you for being my pillow of streangth
thank you for your great wise words
thank you for the endless boring advice i never wanted to hear
thank you for the wonderfull inspiration i needed in my life
thank you for not giving up on me when i was down
thank you for listening to my endless complains about the terrable troubling woes in my life
thank you for catching all the torn apart tears i have cried
thank you for being there everynight in bed
and thank you for being a friend!...
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 1:43 AM UTC
*The glass should have stayed half full
and everything should have stayed wonderfull
Like a Rainbow
When the sun and rain collide
But the stars are telling me you've lied
You've started kissing me real slow
Tha't's when I started to feel
Slow, I've just started to heal
I've said no expectations, no harm
But I've never heard the alarm
**When the setting sun collides with the sea
I was still searching for the courage to let it be* **
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
I have already seen that beautifull smile.
That is only meant for me and me alone.
I have already seen that look in your eyes.
That is only meant for me and me alone.
I bet there are a million of other looks and faces.
That are for me and me alone.
Thank you for this wonderfull gift.
This gift that is for me and me alone.
I'll make sure to cherish it.
That is my gift, for you and you alone.
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 7:36 PM UTC
Wonderfull play, where did you learn it I asked the man
From the losses of my past he said.
Say my friend, Isn't it simply amazing, this cycle of learning. Since the game was made so very long ago all unto this moment.
Yes my friend, it is an honor to have had this match.
Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 6:09 AM UTC