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The Same Day Again is a poem about the quiet restlessness of routine - the feeling of going through the motions and wanting something more, without knowing what.
I wrote this one morning when I was sitting at my desk, staring at my screen, and I realized I had no memory of the commute that brought me there. The day had already started and I had already switched off. There is this feeling I keep coming back to – like I am living life on automatic, waiting for something to change, but I do not even know what I want to change. I just know something is missing.
The Same Day Again - published by Poetry of Life
The Same Day Again the alarm sounds the same as it did yesterday, the same blue light on the ceiling, the same lukewarm water in the shower, the same face in the mirror, already tired; the road to the office is a route i do not see anymore, the signals change, the traffic moves, my hands know where to turn, my mind is somewhere i cannot name; i sit at the same desk, open the same tabs, the day begins the way all days begin, a low hum of tasks that need to be done, that will be done, then replaced by more; somewhere between lunch and the last email, i catch myself staring at nothing, not sad...
The Same Day Again - published by Poetry of Life
Missing her when she's away - "The Empty Chair" is a love poem about the quiet ache of an ordinary day that feels wrong without her presence.
I wrote this one on a regular afternoon when my wife was travelling. Nothing dramatic happened – I just made coffee and sat down and realised I didn’t know what to do with myself. The house was the same as always, everything in its place, but it felt off somehow. Like the room had lost its frequency. That feeling of her not being physically there, not being able to reach out and touch her – that’s what I needed to say out loud.
The Empty Chair - published by Poetry of Life
The Empty Chair the afternoon light comes in the same way, the ceiling fan turns at the same speed, i make coffee for one and watch the steam rise, the kitchen smells like always; her side of the table is just a chair now, no sound of her moving in the next room, no voice cutting through the silence, just the hum of the fridge doing its job; i pick up my phone and put it down, not because there is nothing to say, but because i don’t know how to start, so i don’t; i keep reaching for something that is not there, the way you reach for a light switch in the dark, just muscle memory, a life...
The Empty Chair - published by Poetry of Life
A heartfelt poem about living with chronic pain, exploring the daily struggle and quiet strength found in enduring physical discomfort with grace and resilience.
One of those quiet mornings when pain feels like an unwelcome roommate who never leaves. Living with chronic pain changes how you see the world and move through each day. I wanted to capture that feeling of carrying something invisible that weighs you down, but also finding small moments of grace. This poem is about the daily reality of pain and how we learn to exist alongside it.
Heavy Morning - published by Poetry of Life
Heavy Morning morning arrives like broken glass, each step a careful negotiation, my body speaks in sharp whispers, reminding me who holds the conversation; the coffee cup feels heavier today, steam rising like prayers I cannot voice, my spine curves under invisible weight, each movement now a conscious choice; friends ask how I slept last night, their faces bright with morning energy, I smile and say the usual words, while pain sits patient beside me; the mirror shows the same face, but behind my eyes lives something new, a quiet teacher dressed in fire, showing me what bodies can do; some...
Heavy Morning - published by Poetry of Life
A heartfelt anniversary poem celebrating the everyday moments of married love, from morning chai to evening walks. Perfect for couples celebrating another year of togetherness and finding magic in simple, shared experiences.
I wrote this poem thinking about all the little moments that make a marriage special. You know how sometimes you catch your partner doing something ordinary, like making chai in the morning, and suddenly you fall in love all over again? That’s what this poem is about. It’s for anyone celebrating another year together, remembering that love is not just in the big gestures but in the everyday magic we create together.
Happy Anniversary Poem - published by Poetry of Life
Happy Anniversary your hands know the way to morning coffee, steam rising like our shared dreams do, twenty years and still you hum that song, the one you always loved so much; I watch you through the kitchen doorway, sunlight catching silver in your hair, remembering when we were both so young, thinking love was just the butterflies; now i know it’s in the way you fold, my shirts next to yours in the same drawer, how you save the last piece of chocolate, always for me without asking why; our anniversary comes with gentle warmth, the same month we promised everything, your laugh still cat...
Happy Anniversary Poem - published by Poetry of Life
A sensual love poem about intimate Sunday morning moments, exploring passion through everyday metaphors and tender imagery. Perfect for expressing deep romantic feelings.
I wrote this poem thinking about those quiet Sunday mornings when we are alone together. There is something about the way you move around our kitchen that makes my heart race. I wanted to capture that feeling when the simplest moments between us become electric.
Steam Rising - published by Poetry of Life
quiet Sunday mornings your fingers trace the rim of your cup, steam rises between us like unspoken words, i watch you sip slowly, deliberately, morning light makes your skin glow; you set the cup down with a gentle clink, our eyes meet across the small table, your smile tells me everything i need, my pulse quickens like monsoon rain; you rise and walk toward me, hips swaying like temple bells, your saree falls just right, i’m already reaching for you; our bodies fit like puzzle pieces, your breath warm against my neck, we move together like ocean waves, everything else disappears complete...
Steam Rising - published by Poetry of Life
A heartwarming poem about finding joy and meaning in life's simple moments, from morning tea to evening conversations, celebrating the beauty of everyday experiences and positive living.
I wrote this poem on a quiet Sunday morning, watching the steam rise from my cup of tea. There’s something magical about those small moments that make life feel complete. I wanted to capture that feeling when everything just clicks into place, when you realize that happiness isn’t about the big things but about appreciating what’s right in front of you. This poem is about finding joy in the simple rhythm of daily life.
Morning Tea - published by Poetry of Life
Morning Tea the kettle whistles on the stove, steam dancing in the morning light, your laugh echoes through the kitchen, warmth spreads like honey through my chest; i watch you stir sugar clockwise, the same way your mother taught you, these small rituals anchor us, like roots finding rich soil; sunlight paints golden squares, across our wooden table, where we plan weekend adventures, and share dreams over toast; the newspaper crinkles between us, but our eyes keep meeting, finding stories more interesting, than any headline could offer; this ordinary tuesday morning, becomes a masterpiece ...
Morning Tea - published by Poetry of Life
A humorous poem about the beautiful chaos of everyday life, from morning coffee rituals to commuter adventures. Discover the funny side of ordinary moments through simple, relatable verses.
I wrote this poem because life is beautifully chaotic, and sometimes you just have to laugh at the daily madness we all live through. Every morning starts with the same ritual – coffee, traffic, and small disasters that somehow make perfect sense by evening. This captures one of those ordinary Tuesday mornings that turned into something completely unexpected, the kind of day that makes you realize life’s funniest moments happen when you’re just trying to get to work on time.
Coffee and Chaos - published by Poetry of Life
life chaos my alarm clock screams at six sharp, i hit snooze like it owes me money, ten minutes later i’m running around like a headless chicken, searching for matching socks that disappeared into thin air; the coffee maker gurgles its morning song, mom yells about burning the toast again, i grab yesterday’s shirt from the chair, hoping nobody notices the wrinkles look like a roadmap; taxi driver asks for double fare, traffic moves slower than my grandpa’s morning walk, a delivery truck decides to take a nap in the middle of the road, while i check my watch like it might magically slo...
Coffee and Chaos - published by Poetry of Life
A heartfelt poem capturing the longing and emotional connection between spouses separated by distance, written from the perspective of a traveling husband missing his wife back home.
I wrote this poem while sitting in my hotel room tonight, thousands of miles from home. The weight of your absence feels heavier with each passing day. I find myself reaching for my phone just to hear your voice, to bridge this impossible distance between us.
Miles Apart - published by Poetry of Life
miles apart I check the time zones on my phone again, calculating the hours between us, imagining you moving through our home, the space emptier without me; your morning coffee steams by the table, the newspaper spread across our sofa, your fingers tracing headlines i cannot see, your sigh carrying across continents; i wander through foreign streets at dusk, passing couples with intertwined hands, stopping at shop windows to find gifts, each one a promise of my return; the video call connects with a soft chime, your smile breaking across the screen, our words falling over each other, time s...
Miles Apart - published by Poetry of Life
A sensual poem capturing the intimate moment of a passionate kiss where two people become one, sharing breath, heartbeats, and the space between them dissolves into connection.
Sometimes the smallest gestures create the deepest impressions, and her kiss that evening became a universe of its own. I wanted to capture how time seems to disappear when we’re together, how the boundaries between us fade.
Shared Breath - published by Poetry of Life
couple kissing her lips brush mine with whispered heat, her fingers trace my waiting skin, her breath becomes the air i need, her closeness makes my heart begin; i lose myself in tender touch, she pulls me deeper with each kiss, i feel the walls between us fade, her warmth becomes the space i miss; our heartbeats sync to matching time, our bodies speak without a word, our souls connect through gentle touch, our breathing forms a song unheard; we melt together in the dark, we share one pulse beneath the sheets, we form one shape from separate parts, we make the moment last complete; her kiss...
Shared Breath - published by Poetry of Life
A gentle poem that captures the tender moments of early morning romance between partners, celebrating the quiet intimacy before the day begins.
There’s something magical about those quiet moments before the day begins, when it feels like we’re the only two people in the world. I wanted to capture that peaceful intimacy when everything else fades away and it’s just us, breathing together.
First Light - published by Poetry of Life
Happy Couple First Light Drinking Coffee your breath warm against my neck, your fingers tracing sleepy patterns, your eyes still closed in dreaming, the world outside not yet stirring; sunlight creeps across our sheets, shadows dancing on bare skin, coffee brewing in the kitchen, morning prayers floating through windows; I watch you slowly awaken, your smile still heavy with sleep, your arms reaching instinctively, our bodies remembering their own language; whispered promises fill the room, gentle kisses taste of night, time suspended in amber light, these quiet moments our true temple; sto...
First Light - published by Poetry of Life
A summer night poem that looks at romance under the stars. It has pictures of warm winds, glowing waters, and a close bond. It's great for couples enjoying summer love.
I wrote this poem after we had that perfect evening on the lakeside. We watched stars come out one by one. The moonlight outlined your face in the dark, and it moved me deeply. This captures that magical time when the summer heat made it feel like time stopped, and it was just us.
Midnight Glow - published by Poetry of Life
Midnight Glow cicadas hum through screen doors, bare feet against warm planks, wine glasses catching starlight, your smile melts away the day’s heat; fireflies dance across the lake, your fingers trace my collarbone, summer air heavy with jasmine, our whispers float into darkness; moonlight ripples on water, your lips brush against my neck, night breeze cools flushed skin, time suspends in this velvet moment; stars wheel slow overhead, your heartbeat echoes mine, cricket song fills the silence, we become part of summer’s breath; dawn threatens at horizon’s edge, your body curves into ...
Midnight Glow - published by Poetry of Life
A poem exploring summer days with a loved one, where everyday moments become meaningful against the backdrop of warm light and gentle heat.
I wrote this poem during a heatwave while sitting on our porch swing. The world seemed to slow down to a sticky stop. My partner and I spent the whole day just being in the warm weather together. I wanted to capture that special summer feeling when time feels stretched out and even the small things seem important.
Heat Bloom - published by Poetry of Life
the watermelon juice drips down your chin, the seeds scattered across kitchen tile, the afternoon sun catching your smile, your sticky fingers interlaced with mine; the ceiling fan circles above our bed, the sheets tangled around sunburned legs, the ice cubes melting in sweating glasses, the cicadas singing through window screens; your hair smells like chlorine and sunscreen, your shoulders freckled from afternoon naps, your laughter echoing across still water, your shadow stretching longer each evening; we eat dinner outside after sunset, we count fireflies like scattered wishes, we argue ...
Heat Bloom - published by Poetry of Life
A gentle Valentine's Day poem that captures the quiet intimacy of early morning moments between lovers, where ordinary actions become extraordinary through the lens of deep affection.
I wrote this poem to show those peaceful times of closeness that often get missed in a long-term relationship. My partner makes regular mornings feel special, and I wanted to keep that feeling in words. This shows how watching them sleep one morning made me see just how much love fills our everyday moments.
When Morning Paints Our Quiet Love - published by Poetry of Life
your breathing matches the clock’s steady tick, our sheets hold warmth like summer memories, the curtains dance with morning’s first light, time slows to honey in this space; my coffee grows cold on the windowsill, your fingers reach for mine beneath warm cotton, the cat stretches in her patch of sun, our world shrinks down to just this room; your sleepy eyes find mine in silence, the morning light paints shadows on your skin, each breath draws me closer to your warmth, our hearts beat soft against the quiet; my hands trace stories on your shoulders, the sun climbs higher past our windo...
When Morning Paints Our Quiet Love - published by Poetry of Life
I wrote this poem on a normal evening. I watched you in our kitchen as the sunset turned everything gold. There is something special about these simple moments. Your presence changes our routine into something beautiful. The way you look while cutting vegetables and how your hair glows in the lig...
I wrote this poem on a normal evening. I watched you in our kitchen as the sunset turned everything gold. There is something special about these simple moments. Your presence changes our routine into something beautiful. The way you look while cutting vegetables and how your hair glows in the light make me fall in love again and again.
Dancing in Kitchen Light - published by Poetry of Life
morning light spills across your shoulder blades, coffee steam rises between us like incense, your fingertips trace circles on ceramic, my breath catches at your sleepy smile; soft cotton slides against your hips, bare feet pad across wooden floors, kitchen radio plays our favorite song, your laughter echoes through empty rooms; shadows lengthen across afternoon walls, your arms wrap around my waist from behind, lips brush against my neck like whispers, time slows down to match our breathing; tangled sheets remember your body’s warmth, moonlight traces silver on your skin, my fingers memo...
Dancing in Kitchen Light - published by Poetry of Life
I wrote this poem for my wife to show her how much I still want her after all our years together. Every morning when I wake up next to her, I feel just as in love as I did when we first met. This poem is about one of those mornings when we take time to really be with each other, sharing touches a...
I wrote this poem for my wife to show her how much I still want her after all our years together. Every morning when I wake up next to her, I feel just as in love as I did when we first met. This poem is about one of those mornings when we take time to really be with each other, sharing touches and kisses that remind us both how special our love is.
Awakening to You - published by Poetry of Life
your fingertips dance across my skin, heat blooms where you touch me slow, desire ripples through morning air, our bodies remember every note; lips brush against my collar bone, warmth spreads like honey dripped, each kiss marks a path well loved, passion builds in waves untamed; my hands trace maps upon your back, muscles flex beneath my touch, your sighs paint pictures in the air, we move like tide against shore; breath quickens with each caress, hearts drum ancient rhythms true, bodies speak in whispered want, love flows deep as ocean tides; words dissolve in morning light, touch speaks ...
Awakening to You - published by Poetry of Life
watching the sun fade while standing barefoot in grass as ordinary moments turn golden at day’s end magic happens in the spaces between light and dark. The Backyard at Dusk screen door slams behind me, bare feet sink into grass, garden tools rest against fence, day begins to fade; moths circle ...
watching the sun fade while standing barefoot in grass as ordinary moments turn golden at day’s end magic happens in the spaces between light and dark.
The Backyard at Dusk - published by Poetry of Life
The Backyard at Dusk screen door slams behind me, bare feet sink into grass, garden tools rest against fence, day begins to fade; moths circle the porch lamp, neighbor’s wind chimes sing, cat stretches on warm concrete shadows grow longer; kids’ bikes abandoned mid-yard, sprinkler makes rainbow mist, lightning bugs start their dance, evening slips in slow; screen door calls me back, wet grass between my toes, dishes wait in kitchen sink, night arrives like sleep;
The Backyard at Dusk - published by Poetry of Life
A meditation on the small, everyday reminders of absence and the weight of unfinished routines. Empty Chairs the dishes in the sink, are three days old now, i keep meaning to wash them, but your fingerprints are still there; the coffee machine hums, its morning song to no one, while your mug coll...
A meditation on the small, everyday reminders of absence and the weight of unfinished routines. Empty Chairs the dishes in the sink, are three days old now, i keep meaning to wash them, but your fingerprints are still there; the coffee machine hums, its morning song to no one, while your mug collects dust, in its usual corner; i tried sleeping on your side, of the bed last night, but the sheets felt wrong, against my skin; the calendar on the wall, still shows last month, because moving forward, means accepting you’re gone;
Empty Chair - published by Poetry of Life
This poem reflects on the cyclical nature of life and the importance of embracing change. It speaks to the inevitability of endings and new beginnings, and encourages us to find hope and strength in the face of adversity.
Life is a journey, full of ups and downs, twists and turns. This poem reflects on the cyclical nature of life and reminds us that even in the midst of difficult times, there is always hope for a new beginning. It speaks to the importance of embracing change and finding the courage to move forward, even when we feel stuck. Life goes on, it always does, Even when we feel stuck in the mud, We may stumble and fall, But we must rise above it all. Change is the only constant, And with it comes both pain and growth, We must embrace the unknown, And trust that life will lead us home.
Life Goes On and On - published by Poetry of Life
Endings may be hard to bear, But they give way to new beginnings, We must let go of what was, And focus on what life is now bringing. Life is a series of cycles, Of ebbs and flows, of highs and lows, We must learn to dance with the rhythm, And find peace in letting go. So when life throws us a curveball, And we feel like we’ve lost our way, We must remember that life goes on, And that hope and new beginnings are just a step away.
Life Goes On and On - published by Poetry of Life
For in every ending, there is a new beginning, And in every storm, there is a ray of light, We must trust in the journey of life, And have faith that everything will be all right.
Life Goes On and On - published by Poetry of Life
It felt like destiny when we first met in that quaint coffee shop. I remember everything about that day – how the light fell, the smell of coffee, and our instant connection. This poem captures our journey from that first electrifying moment to a deep and abiding love that has only grown with...
It felt like destiny when we first met in that quaint coffee shop. I remember everything about that day – how the light fell, the smell of coffee, and our instant connection. This poem captures our journey from that first electrifying moment to a deep and abiding love that has only grown with time. Here, I reminisce about our first touches, our first kiss, and your profound impact on my life, reminding me that true love endures.
All This Time - published by Poetry of Life
It started when we first met, I fell in love with you at first sight, when you walked in through the door at the coffee shop, where we met for the first time; I remember when we held hands for the first time, I remember our first kiss, I remember the first time I fell in love, head over heels, You were so gorgeous to me, You took my breath away; I was so in love with you, I couldn’t get enough of you and your love, So much time has passed, I just can’t believe how I still feel for you You mean everything to me; The love I have for you is still there, The physical attraction for you is m...
All This Time - published by Poetry of Life
You made me love and you made me live, I remember when you held me, I remember how much you cared for me, After all this time you are still the one; After all this time I still need you, No other person ever came close to you My heart is forever yours, No one but you could ever complete me.
All This Time - published by Poetry of Life
"Will you be my Valentine?" Explore a poem that delves into the heart's vulnerability and hope in asking a question that might change two lives forever.
In the realm of whispered affections and hopeful hearts, the question “Will you be my Valentine?” holds the power to transform moments into memories. This poem seeks to capture the anticipation and the tender vulnerability wrapped in those words, weaving a tapestry of emotions that accompany the asking of such a significant question. In the hush of twilight’s tender glow, A question blooms, soft and slow.
Will you be my Valentine? - published by Poetry of Life
Under stars that write love’s decree, I find the courage to ask, “Will you be with me?” Through the dance of leaves, in the whispering wind, My heart’s silent question, on you, it’s pinned. In this moment, where dreams might align, I wonder, dare I ask, “Be my Valentine?” In the melody of our shared laughter and time, A bond has grown, pure and sublime.
Will you be my Valentine? - published by Poetry of Life
With every heartbeat, with every sign, I long to know, “Will you be my Valentine?” So here, beneath the vast, embracing sky, With a hopeful heart, and a breath-held sigh, I offer you my hand, our fingers entwine, Waiting for your words, “Yes, I’ll be your Valentine.”
Will you be my Valentine? - published by Poetry of Life
Explore the "Flowers of Love" in a poem that captures love's essence through the beauty of blossoms, reflecting the depth of emotions in their natural elegance.
Flowers of Love intertwines the timeless beauty of blossoms with the essence of romantic affection. This poem delves into how each petal, color, and fragrance mirrors the depth and diversity of love, celebrating the natural elegance and profound emotions that flowers can evoke in the heart. In gardens of whispers, love’s bloom we find, Petals of passion, with fate intertwined. Each flower a verse in love’s endless rhyme, In “Flowers of Love,” our hearts entwine. With roses red, our desires speak, In their fragrance, our feelings peak.
Flowers of Love - published by Poetry of Life
Lilies white, purity’s true, In “Flowers of Love,” I see you. In the dance of petals, under moon’s glow, Love’s silent language, in the breeze, flows. Through blossoms’ array, our emotions dive, In gardens of love, our spirits thrive. So here, amidst the floral throng, In “Flowers of Love,” our hearts belong. With every bloom, our love’s song sung, In nature’s chorus, forever young.
Flowers of Love - published by Poetry of Life
Unveil the beauty of "Arabian Love" in this poem, where the mystique of desert landscapes intertwines with the depth of enduring connections.
This poem aims to evoke the essence of “Arabian Love,” capturing the vast, mystical allure of desert landscapes and the deep, enduring connections they inspire. It’s a tribute to a love that’s as profound and expansive as the Arabian nights, told with subtlety and depth. Beneath the vast expanse of starry skies, In the desert’s heart, where our love lies. Amidst the whispers of the ancient sands, We find our solace, we make our stands. Through the tales as old as time itself, Our love’s a book pulled from the shelf.
Desert Heartbeat - published by Poetry of Life
Under the moon’s soft, silvery gleam, We live our dreams, not just dream our dream. In the cool of night, as the world stands still, Our hearts converse, in the silent thrill. With every beat, a story unfolds, In this land of myths, our love bolds. As dawn breaks, painting skies anew, In the light, our love’s a steadfast hue. With the desert as our witness, vast and grand, In “Arabian Love,” hand in hand, we stand.
Desert Heartbeat - published by Poetry of Life
A touching love poem for a girlfriend, capturing the essence of shared moments and deep affection in a symphony of heartfelt stanzas.
This poem is a tender ode to the unspoken depths of love shared with a girlfriend, aiming to weave the intricate emotions and shared moments into a tapestry of affection. It seeks to explore the nuances of love, the silent gestures, and the loud declarations that form the foundation of a relationship, celebrating the bond that grows stronger with each passing day. In the quiet of the evening’s glow, Your laughter, a melody, soft and low. Underneath the stars, so bright, In your arms, everything feels right. With every sunrise, our love renews, Painting our days in vibrant hues.
Unspoken Symphony - published by Poetry of Life
In each shared glance, a story told, In your love, I find my hold. Through whispered dreams and shared fears, Together, we navigate through the years. In your smile, my world, I see, With you, I’m who I wish to be. In this dance of life, with you, my guide, Beside you, I take each stride. With every heartbeat, with every breath, Our love’s melody defies even death.
Unspoken Symphony - published by Poetry of Life
Explore the depths of "Dark Love" through poetry, where the intricate dance between shadow and light unveils the profound connections of the heart.
In the twilight of affection, where love intertwines with the obscure, “Dark Love” emerges as a theme exploring the more enigmatic facets of passion. This poem delves into the complex interplay of light and shadow within the heart, revealing the beauty and depth found in love’s more mysterious expressions. In love’s deep shadow, we find our embrace, Where light seldom touches, our secret place. In the dark, our passions intertwine, A love so deep, it defies sunshine. With every heartbeat, in night’s soft sigh, Our love grows stronger, under the moon’s eye.
Shadowed Hearts - published by Poetry of Life
In shadows, we whisper, our vows so true, In the dark, I find the brightest you. Through storms and whispers of the night, Our love endures, out of sight. In this dark love, we find our spark, Illuminating hearts, even in the dark.
Shadowed Hearts - published by Poetry of Life
Dive into a heartfelt poem that captures the essence of saying "I love you" and the profound depths of emotion that lie beyond words.
In the realm of emotions, where feelings run deep, the phrase “I love you” often feels too small to encompass the vastness of our affection. This poem seeks to explore the depths beyond those three words, attempting to articulate the boundless more that we yearn to express when we say “I love you.” Every day, in every way, I love you more,” I wish to say. Beyond the stars, past the shore, In my heart, there’s so much more. With every sunrise, my love grows, Beyond words, beyond what shows. In every beat, in every pore, “I love you more,” forevermore.
Beyond Words - published by Poetry of Life
In silent whispers, in loud roars, In calm seas, and when it pours, My heart speaks, in its core, “I love you more,” it implores. So hear my soul, in its encore, With every breath, I love you more.
Beyond Words - published by Poetry of Life
This poem seeks to gently unfold the layers of growing affection, aiming to resonate with the warmth and depth of newfound love. It’s crafted with simplicity and emotional depth, intending to stir the heart and kindle the flames of love in a delicate, yet profound way. As twilight wraps its arm...
This poem seeks to gently unfold the layers of growing affection, aiming to resonate with the warmth and depth of newfound love. It’s crafted with simplicity and emotional depth, intending to stir the heart and kindle the flames of love in a delicate, yet profound way. As twilight wraps its arms around the day, And shadows stretch to chase the light away, I find my thoughts, to you, they softly sway, With words of love I long for you to say.
Echoes of Affection - published by Poetry of Life
In every line, a piece of my heart, A whispered hope that we’ll never part, With each verse, I dream of a fresh start, A life together, a beautiful art. Your gaze, a beacon in my darkest night, With every look, my soul takes flight, A future bright, within your eyes alight, Together, hand in hand, we’ll write. These simple words, from deep within, A testament to what might have been, With you, I feel I can always win, A love so pure, in a world of sin. So hear my voice, in this quiet plea, An echo of what could be, In you, I’ve found my key, With you, I’m finally free.
Echoes of Affection - published by Poetry of Life
Imagine love as a journey through shadows and dreams, where every whisper and memory takes on a life of its own. It’s about that kind of love that stays with you, even in the darkest times. It’s fascinating how it mixes feelings of longing and affection with the mystery of the night. In the h...
Imagine love as a journey through shadows and dreams, where every whisper and memory takes on a life of its own. It’s about that kind of love that stays with you, even in the darkest times. It’s fascinating how it mixes feelings of longing and affection with the mystery of the night. In the hush of night, my love, whispers of farewell, May your rest be haunted, in dreams‘ elusive swell. As shadows envelop and stars flicker in disdain, Feel the weight of longing, love’s sweet, searing pain.
Echoes of Midnight Love - published by Poetry of Life
Dreams twisted with shadows, where joy once danced, In the night’s cold realm, where eerie fates are chanced. And in that solemn waiting, under moon’s ghostly hue, I’ll linger in the darkness, emerging not with morning’s dew. Goodnight, my love, shut your eyes in restless sleep, Let your fears and doubts in the silent darkness creep. Around us, the void deepens, a world unseen, unheard, Hear my voice, a distant echo, a barely remembered word. In this moment of parting, as we whisper our goodnight, Our love, a flickering candle, struggles against the night.
Echoes of Midnight Love - published by Poetry of Life
A path through haunting shadows, where our secrets embark, A love that smolders in the dark, leaving an indelible mark. Rest now, my love, in the night’s cold embrace, My presence a shadow, in time’s unyielding chase. For our love is a tale, not of light, but of night’s glory, An endless, darkened saga, a bittersweet, untold story.
Echoes of Midnight Love - published by Poetry of Life
Experience the weight of sadness in this emotional poem, as it delves into the depths of heartache and despair. With raw and honest words, you'll feel the sorrow and pain that comes with the human experience.
Sadness is an emotion that we all experience at one point or another. It’s a heavy weight that can be difficult to shake off. Whether it’s from a broken heart, the loss of a loved one, or the challenges of life, sadness can leave us feeling hopeless and alone. Sadness is a part of life, and though it can be overwhelming, it can also be a teacher. It can teach us to appreciate the good times, to find strength in ourselves, and to be grateful for the people in our lives who offer support and love. It’s okay to feel sad, to let the tears fall, and to take the time to heal.
Heavy Heart - published by Poetry of Life
In this poem, I’ll try to capture the depth of sadness, with raw and honest words that reflect the sorrow and pain that comes with the human experience. My heart feels like a weight, Heavy and burdened by fate, The weight of sadness pulls me down, Leaving me feeling lost and drowned. Tears fall like rain from my eyes, As I try to keep from drowning in the lies, That everything will be alright, When I know it’s just an empty sight. The world around me feels so cold, As the weight of sadness takes its hold, It’s hard to see the light of day, When the darkness just won’t go away.
Heavy Heart - published by Poetry of Life
The memories of the past, Haunt me like a ghostly cast, And I’m left with feelings so raw, That I don’t know what I’m fighting for.
Heavy Heart - published by Poetry of Life
In this sad poem, the author expresses the pain and heartbreak of a loss. Written in a conversational style, it is a raw and emotive reflection on the feelings of sadness, grief, and loneliness.
Life is full of ups and downs, and sometimes, the downs can be devastating. The loss of someone dear to us can leave us feeling lost, alone, and in a world of pain. In this sad poem, I will try to capture the heartbreak of such a loss and express the emotions that come with it. I have tried to express the pain of a loss and the emotions that come with it. But even in the midst of heartbreak, there is hope. The hope that someday, the tears will stop falling, and the rain will wash away the pain, leaving only memories of the love we once shared.
Tears in the Rain - published by Poetry of Life
The rain falls gently on my face, Matching the tears that fall in its embrace. The memories of you still linger here, A constant reminder of what I hold dear. The world seems so empty without you, And everything I do just feels so blue. I try to smile and hide the pain, But nothing is ever quite the same. I find myself lost in thoughts of you, And all the things that we used to do. I wish that I could hold you close, And never let you go. But time moves on and so must I, Even if it feels like I could die. The pain of loss is all too real, And it’s a wound that time can’t heal.
Tears in the Rain - published by Poetry of Life
So I’ll walk in the rain and shed my tears, For all the love and all the fears. I’ll hold your memory close to my heart, And hope that someday we’ll never be apart.
Tears in the Rain - published by Poetry of Life
A poem about the power of love in overcoming the distance between two hearts.
This poem is a tribute to the strength of love that connects two people despite the distance. It attempts to capture the hope and tenderness of a relationship that endures across miles.
Distance Love - published by Poetry of Life
Distance can’t keep us apart Our love is too strong to be bound by miles Though we may be far in miles, Our love remains ever near; With every passing day, I miss you more and more; But your love is like a beacon, Guiding me towards your shore; As I gaze at the stars at night, I know you’re looking at them too; And though we’re oceans apart, Our love shines bright and true; In my heart, you are always here, Even though you’re far away; For love knows no distance, And in my heart, you’ll always stay; With every beat of my heart, I feel your love coursing through; And though we may ...
Distance Love - published by Poetry of Life
Distance cannot dim the light of love, For it shines brighter than the sun; And though we may be far apart, Our love will always be one.
Distance Love - published by Poetry of Life
This love poem is for those who long for their spouse with every fiber of their being. It speaks to the deep passion and desire that comes with a lifetime of love and intimacy, and the unbreakable bond that ties two hearts together.
My love for you is like wildfire, burning deep within my soul. It’s a desire that never fades, a longing that never grows old. From the moment I met you, I knew that you were the missing piece of my heart that I’d been searching for all along. And now, after all these years, my love for you still burns as bright as ever. Every time I see you, my heart skips a beat, My body yearns for your touch, so soft and sweet, I ache for your presence, your warmth by my side, In your arms is where I feel most alive.
My Heart’s Desire - published by Poetry of Life
Your beauty still takes my breath away, The way you move, the words you say, The curve of your smile, the sound of your laugh, All of it is what I’ve been longing for, on this path. I remember the first time we made love, The way our bodies fit together like a glove, It was pure ecstasy, a feeling of pure bliss, And I knew in that moment that you were the one I’d miss. Years have passed since that fateful night, But my desire for you burns just as bright, Every time we touch, every time we kiss, It’s like the world around us fades, it’s just us, in eternal bliss.
My Heart’s Desire - published by Poetry of Life
My love for you is an unbreakable bond, A connection that grows with every passing dawn, You are the one that my heart desires, A love so deep, it burns like a thousand fires. So here I am, still in love with you, A passion that’s pure, a love that’s true, I’ll cherish you forever, my heart’s desire, And with you by my side, I’ll never tire.
My Heart’s Desire - published by Poetry of Life
In a world where technology and social media dominate our lives, it's important to remember the beauty of simple moments. This modern love poem captures the essence of falling in love in a connected world, while also reminding us to cherish the moments that truly matter.
Love is a universal feeling that has been celebrated throughout the ages. Still, the way we express our love has evolved with time. In this modern world, we are constantly connected yet disconnected from the people around us. Technology and social media have become a way to express our love. Still, sometimes we forget the beauty of the simple things. In this poem, I will capture the essence of modern love while reminding us of the importance of cherishing the moments that truly matter.
Modern Love - published by Poetry of Life
In a world that’s always on the go, I found a moment that moved so slow, As I looked into your eyes, I knew, That I wanted to spend my life with you. We live in a world that’s always online, But with you, I’m lost in time, Our love is more than just emojis, It’s the way you make my heart feel cozy. The sound of your voice, the touch of your skin, It’s like the world around us begins to thin, In this moment, it’s just you and me, And I know this is where I want to be.
Modern Love - published by Poetry of Life
We share our love with likes and tweets, But our real love story is written in the sheets, The way we hold each other tight, Takes us to a place that feels just right. As we journey through this life, Through the highs and the lows, the joy and the strife, I know that with you by my side, Our love will continue to grow and thrive. In this modern world, it’s easy to get lost, In the noise and the chaos, at such a high cost, But with you, I find a sense of peace, A love that makes me feel truly complete.
Modern Love - published by Poetry of Life
Discover the overwhelming feeling of happiness and joy that comes with being deeply in love. In this poem, experience the rare and pure love that consumes us completely and leaves us in awe. Get swept away by the essence of falling in love, a feeling that's captured in every line.
Love is a feeling that can consume us completely, leaving us with a sense of wonder and awe. When we fall deeply in love, we often feel pure bliss that we never want to let go of. In this poem, I will capture the essence of that feeling, the overwhelming sense of happiness and joy that comes from being in love with someone who means everything to us. Every time I think of you, My heart starts beating like it’s new, I’m swept away by the love we share, A feeling that’s so pure and rare.
Falling in Love - published by Poetry of Life
You’re the one I think of when I wake, And every breath I take, Is a reminder of the love we share, A love that’s always pure and fair. The way you look at me, it’s clear, That I’m the only one who’s ever near, You hold me close and take my hand, And guide me to a wonderland. Every moment spent with you, Feels like a dream that’s come true, I’m so grateful for the love we share, A love that’s always bright and fair. You’re the one who holds my heart, And every moment we’re apart, Feels like a moment too long, I need you here, where you belong.
Falling in Love - published by Poetry of Life
Being in love with you is a feeling I adore, I’ll love you always and forever more, You make my world a brighter place, And fill my heart with so much grace.
Falling in Love - published by Poetry of Life
Expressing love can be challenging, but I have found my perfect words to describe my deep affection for my wife. In this poem, I share my heart's feelings and how much she means to me. Read on to discover how madly in love I am with her.
Putting that love into words can be challenging when we find someone we love deeply. We often find ourselves searching for the perfect way to express the depth of our feelings, but no matter how hard we try, it never seems to be enough. In this poem, I will try to capture the essence of a man madly in love with his wife to show how much she means to him and how much he cherishes the life they have built together. With every breath I take, My love for you just seems to grow, You’re the one who stole my heart, And never let it go.
For the Woman Who Stole My Heart - published by Poetry of Life
You’re the reason I wake up each day, And face the world with a smile, The love we share is something rare, And makes life all worth while. You’re the sunshine on a cloudy day, The rainbow after the rain, I’m so grateful for the love we share, And that you chose me to share the pain. Your love is like a guiding light, That shows me the way, I’m so lucky to have you by my side, Every night and every day. You’re the one who makes me feel complete, And makes my heart sing with joy, I’ll love you always, forever more, My heart, my life, my soul’s employ.
For the Woman Who Stole My Heart - published by Poetry of Life
You’re the one who makes my world a better place, And fills my heart with love and grace, I’ll cherish you forever and always, Until the end of our days.
For the Woman Who Stole My Heart - published by Poetry of Life
In this heartfelt poem, a man expresses his deep and unwavering love for his wife. From the flutter in his heart to the sunshine in his day, he shares his feelings with the world. Read on to feel the power of true love and devotion.
When you find the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, someone who makes your heart skip a beat and your stomach flutters with butterflies, it can be hard to find the right words to express how much you love them. In this poem, I will attempt to convey the feelings of a man who is head over heels in love with his wife and wants to shout it from the rooftops. I’m crazy in love with you, It’s a feeling that’s so true, You make my world a better place, And fill my heart with grace.
Crazy in Love - published by Poetry of Life
Every moment spent with you, Feels like a dream come true, I’m so lucky to have you by my side, My love for you I cannot hide. You’re the one who makes me smile, And go the extra mile, I’m so grateful for the love we share, It’s something beyond compare. You’re the sunshine in my day, And the stars that light my way, I’ll love you always, forever more, My heart’s yours, forevermore. With you, my life is complete, And my heart skips a beat, I’m so lucky to be in love with you, And I’ll do anything to make your dreams come true.
Crazy in Love - published by Poetry of Life
You’re the one who holds my heart, And from you, I’ll never be apart, I’m crazy in love with you, it’s true, Forever and always, I’ll love you.
Crazy in Love - published by Poetry of Life
In this poem, I pour my heart out to my wife, expressing my crazy love for her. From the moment we met to every moment spent together, I share how she completes me and makes my world a better place. Join me on this journey of love and see how I cherish every moment spent with her.
Love is the most beautiful feeling that a person can experience. It’s an emotion that takes us to places we’ve never been and makes us feel things we’ve never felt. It’s a connection that transcends all boundaries and brings two hearts together in a way that nothing else can. In this poem, I will capture the essence of that feeling and express the depth of my love in the simplest of words. When I first met you, my heart skipped a beat, I felt a flutter in my chest, and my knees went weak.
My Crazy Love - published by Poetry of Life
It was like the world stopped, and only you existed, And all I wanted was to be close and be persistent. As we talked and laughed, I felt a spark, A connection that grew stronger with every remark. Your smile lit up my world, your eyes filled with light, I knew in that moment, that you were just right. The way you move, the way you speak, It’s like music to my ears, and I feel so complete. I love the way you make me feel, the way you touch my soul, And how being with you just makes me whole. Every moment spent with you, feels like a dream, And I don’t ever want to wake up, it seems.
My Crazy Love - published by Poetry of Life
I cherish every second, every breath we take, And I know deep in my heart, this love is no mistake. So here I am, laying my heart bare, Hoping you know how much I care. You are my everything, my heart and my soul, And I pray that our love will only grow. Love is a journey that we take together, Through the good times and the bad, forever and ever. And I am grateful to have you by my side, My love for you will never subside.
My Crazy Love - published by Poetry of Life
Through simple and emotive words, this poem expresses the beauty of true love and the magic that comes with it. Let's celebrate the joy of being in a relationship with this heartfelt tribute to a beloved girlfriend.
Love is the most beautiful feeling in the world. When you are in love, every moment becomes extraordinary, and every experience is memorable. This poem is for someone deeply in love with their girlfriend and wants to express their feelings. Through simple and emotive words, I aim to capture the essence of true love and the magic that comes with it. So, let’s celebrate the beauty of love and the joy of being in a relationship. My love for you is like a rose, That blossoms and grows and never goes. It fills my heart with endless joy, And every day I thank the stars above.
Being in Love - published by Poetry of Life
Your smile is like a ray of light, That shines so bright and makes my heart ignite. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, And it makes me believe in fairy tales and dreams. When we are together, time stands still, And I feel like I can conquer any hill. You are the missing piece of my puzzle, That completes me and makes me feel so blissful. Your voice is like music to my ears, That erases all my doubts and fears. I love the way you make me feel, And the way you make my heart skip a beat. So let’s hold hands and walk together, And create memories that will last forever.
Being in Love - published by Poetry of Life
I promise to love you with all my heart, And to never let anything tear us apart.
Being in Love - published by Poetry of Life
A poem about the beauty of sunrise and the enduring power of love.
This poem captures the magic of a sunrise and the depth of love between two people. Using simple language and a gentle rhythm, it expresses the joy and hope of sharing a moment of beauty and connection.
Sunrise Love - published by Poetry of Life
With the break of dawn, the golden sun rises to greet, as the sky blushes in hues of pink and orange, we stand together, side by side; the warmth of your hand in mine, as we witness the magic of the sunrise, the world awakens with a new hope, and my heart flutters with joy; memories of the moments we shared, flood my mind like a gentle stream, how you filled my life with love and light, and made my every day feel like a dream; standing here with you, the beauty of this moment seems surreal, as the sun paints the sky with vibrant colors, I know our love is forever real; with every passing se...
Sunrise Love - published by Poetry of Life
My dearest wife, I cannot express how much I love you. Every day, my love for you grows stronger and stronger. It’s hard to say how much your beauty, kindness, and strength mean to me. You take my breath away. When I’m in your arms, I feel like I’m home. Your love is like a guiding light th...
My dearest wife, I cannot express how much I love you. Every day, my love for you grows stronger and stronger. It’s hard to say how much your beauty, kindness, and strength mean to me. You take my breath away. When I’m in your arms, I feel like I’m home. Your love is like a guiding light that illuminates my path through life. I am so grateful to have you as my own, and you make everything feel right. Your smile, your laugh, your gentle touch, these are the things that fill my heart with joy and bliss. I feel so blessed to have you as my crutch through all life’s ups and downs.
Love Poem for Wife - published by Poetry of Life
You are my rock, partner, and friend—the one person I can always depend on no matter what happens in life. I love you more than words describe, and my love for you will never be gone. This love poem is for you, my beautiful wife. It’s a reminder of just how much you mean to me. My love will gleam forever, and I will cherish every moment we share.
Love Poem for Wife - published by Poetry of Life
My dearest wife, my love for you Grows stronger with each passing day Your beauty, your kindness, your strength too Take my breath away In your arms, I find my home Your love is my guiding light I am so grateful to have you as my own You make everything feel right Your smile, your laugh, your gentle touch Fill my heart with joy and bliss I am so blessed to have you as my crutch Through all life’s ups and downs You are my rock, my partner, my friend The one I can always depend on I love you now and until the very end My love for you will never be gone So here’s a love poem for my wife To...
Love Poem for Wife - published by Poetry of Life
Express your deepest feelings for your beloved wife with this heartfelt poem about true love that never fades - even through challenge and change over time.
Love is one of the most beautiful and powerful emotions that humans can experience. It can inspire us to do incredible things and lift us during our darkest moments. Throughout history, love has been celebrated in many different ways, from literature and art to music and poetry. The journey together is filled with joy and sorrow, but their love remains unbroken until the end. This poem is a beautiful reminder of the power of love, and how it can transform our lives in ways we could never have imagined. My love for you is pure and true, From the day that I first met you.
Cherished Affection - published by Poetry of Life
Your beauty overwhelms me like no other, Since to you I’ve become a lover. I cherish every moment with you, The way your heart beats through and through. You make me feel alive in everything I do, My life’s colours all because of you. Like an eagle on the wing, Soaring high while carrying its ring. A reminder of the love we both share, You take away my worries and despair. Your smile can light up any room, As if lit by the brightest moon. You make my world seem like a beautiful garden, Even when times are hard and we’re burdened.
Cherished Affection - published by Poetry of Life
We have been together for years so strong and bright, No matter what come our way – ready to fight! No amount of words could ever express it right, How much I love you with all my might! Through countless moments of joy and sorrows too, My love only grows deeper each day anew! And I know in this beautiful journey ahead, Our affection will remain unbroken until the end!
Cherished Affection - published by Poetry of Life
This heartfelt and romantic poem is dedicated to the author's wife, celebrating the beauty and joy of being in love and being married. Through simple and emotive words, the author expresses their deep love and appreciation for their wife, the light of their life. Read on to experience a journey of love, where every word is a tribute to the most beautiful person the author has ever known.
Being in love is a beautiful feeling, but being married to the person you love is an experience that is beyond words. This poem is dedicated to my wife, the love of my life, and the most beautiful person I have ever known. Through simple and emotive words, I want to express my love and appreciation for her and everything she does for me. So, let’s celebrate the beauty of love and the joy of being married. You are the light of my life, The one who brings me out of strife. I love the way you smile and laugh, And the way you make my heart skip a beat in half.
Love and Marriage - published by Poetry of Life
Your love is like a gentle breeze, That calms my soul and brings me peace. It’s the most beautiful thing in the world, And it makes me feel like the luckiest person ever. With you by my side, I feel complete, And my love for you will never deplete. I want to hold you close and never let go, And show you how much I love you so. Your touch is like a healing balm, That soothes my wounds and makes me calm. I love the way you understand my heart, And the way you make everything feel like a work of art. So let’s keep walking hand in hand, And create a life that is grand.
Love and Marriage - published by Poetry of Life
I promise to love you with all my heart, And to never let anything tear us apart.
Love and Marriage - published by Poetry of Life
In this romantic poem, the author captures the essence of love and takes the reader on a journey through the beauty and power of this universal feeling. With simple and emotive words, the poem expresses the depth of the author's feelings and the intensity of their emotions. Read on to experience a journey of love, where every word is a step closer to the author's heart.
Love is a universal feeling that transcends all boundaries. It is a feeling that has inspired poets, writers, and artists for centuries. In this love poem, I want to express the beauty and power of love. I want to capture the essence of what it feels like to be in love and the magic that comes with it. Through simple and emotive words, I hope to convey the depth of my feelings and the intensity of my emotions. So, let me take you on a journey of love, where every word is a step closer to my heart. Every moment I spend with you, Feels like a dream come true.
A Journey of Love - published by Poetry of Life
Your eyes are like stars in the sky, That twinkle and light up my life. The touch of your hand in mine, Sends shivers down my spine. My heart beats faster every time, I see your smile, so sweet and kind. You are the missing piece of my heart, That I’ve been searching for from the start. I want to hold you close and never let go, And show you how much I love you so. With you, I feel complete and whole, And my love for you will never grow old. You are the one that makes me feel alive, And with you by my side, I know I’ll thrive.
A Journey of Love - published by Poetry of Life
So let’s take this journey together, And make memories that will last forever. I’ll love you through thick and thin, And be by your side till the very end.
A Journey of Love - published by Poetry of Life
A poem that expresses the depth and intensity of love, the feelings of being crazy in love and the willingness to go the extra mile for the one you love. Share this poem with your loved one and let them know how much they mean to you.
Love is a powerful emotion that can make us do crazy things, and this poem captures that feeling perfectly. It’s a tribute to the person we adore, and the love that we share with them. The words in this poem convey the sense of being dizzy with love, and the way our souls sing and spirits soar when we’re near the one we love The poem also describes the feeling of being lost in a whirlwind of passion and how love knows no fashion. It’s a reminder of the way that love can conquer all and how that special person is our everything.
For the One I Adore - published by Poetry of Life
It’s a poem that will make your loved one feel special and loved. My heart races when you’re near, I’m dizzy with love for you. My soul sings and my spirit soars, When I’m lost in thoughts of you. You make my world feel alive, With your laughter and your smile. I’m crazy in love with you, I’ll go the extra mile. With every touch, every kiss, I’m lost in a whirlwind of passion. I’ll love you now and forever, With a love that knows no fashion. I’ll climb the highest mountains, And swim the deepest seas, All for one glimpse of your face, To feel your love and your breeze.
For the One I Adore - published by Poetry of Life
With you by my side, I know I can conquer all. For you are my everything, My forever love, my all. I’m crazy in love with you, And I’ll shout it to the world. For you are my heart and soul, My angel, my precious pearl.
For the One I Adore - published by Poetry of Life
Express your love to your wife with this beautiful and heartfelt love poem. Share the depth of your feelings and let her know how much she means to you with words that will forever remain in her heart.
Love is one of the most powerful emotions a person can experience. It is a feeling that can bring immense joy and happiness, and it is something that is truly unique to each and every person. For those who are lucky enough to have found the love of their life, expressing that love can be a daunting task. The poem conveys the idea that love is an ever-blooming rose, something that will never fade, and that it is a love that is pure and true. It speaks of how the love between a husband and wife is a partnership, a friendship and everything in between.
A Love Poem for My Wife - published by Poetry of Life
This poem is a tribute to eternal love and a reminder of the importance of cherishing the one you love every day. My love for you is like a rose, Ever blooming, never fades. With you by my side, life flows, Like a river, never shades. In your eyes, I see the stars, That light up my darkest night. In your arms, I feel safe and warm, And everything feels just right. With every kiss, every touch, My love for you continues to grow. I’ll love you now and forever, With a love that’s pure and true. You’re my partner, my best friend, My everything, my wife.
A Love Poem for My Wife - published by Poetry of Life
I’m grateful for every day, That I spend in your loving life. Forever and always my darling, I’ll love you till the end of time. You are the beat of my heart, You are the love of my life.
A Love Poem for My Wife - published by Poetry of Life
Fantasy is a romantic love poem for one of the most special people in your life. The air is alive with magic as you kiss my lips with a tenderness and passion that leaves me breathless
Love is a powerful force in this world. It’s the one thing that everyone can relate to, and it’s the one feeling that can make you feel alive. Love is what makes us human, and it’s what makes life worth living. In this Fantasy poem, I try to capture the feeling of love to show the feelings of love and affection.
Fantasy - published by Poetry of Life
Image via LenamoArt – Deviantart You come into my dreams and take hold of my night floating beyond the stars I lose touch with reality Traveling through time and space there is no one else around only two people sharing the beat of one heart Your touch is what I long for so soft and sensual upon my skin awakening all my desires as I belong only to you The air is alive with magic as you kiss my lips with a tenderness and passion that leaves me breathless Far beyond my imagination I hear a voice calling my name the lines between fantasy and reality have now been blurred Fearing I have lost ...
Fantasy - published by Poetry of Life
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Fantasy - published by Poetry of Life
This poem is about the loneliness, emptiness and coldness that couples feel when they are not together.
The poem is about a couple who has been together for a long time. They are in love but they have grown apart and they can’t find their way back to each other. There’s loneliness, emptiness and coldness between them. Standing on the brink of emptiness, no words I know of to express, this emptiness & cold, so hard and lonely; As the chill breeze blows through me, It’s been a while since I’ve done anything with you, I ask myself everyday what went wrong with us?
Loneliness and Emptiness - published by Poetry of Life
Floating in a sea of nothingness, I’m trying to find my way back to you, You’re all I live for, But I don’t know where you are; Shackled by loneliness and emptiness, I think I’m doing fine, but I want to feel less alone, when you put your arms around me it’s like I’m home again; I don’t know what we’re fighting for anymore, You and I, we don’t know how to love anymore, I’m alone in my house and you’re alone in yours, And it hurts too much to stay together and live apart; I’m tired of being alone all by myself, I miss that old feeling of someone next to me, I don’t ...
Loneliness and Emptiness - published by Poetry of Life
Love is a beautiful thing. It’s the feeling that you get when you know someone cares for you and will always have your back. Love is something that should never be taken for granted. We should never forget how lucky we are to have found it and we should never take it for granted. Love is someth...
Love is a beautiful thing. It’s the feeling that you get when you know someone cares for you and will always have your back. Love is something that should never be taken for granted. We should never forget how lucky we are to have found it and we should never take it for granted. Love is something that has the power to change lives, create memories, and make people feel like they’re living in a world where they matter.
Lost in a World of Our Own Creation - published by Poetry of Life
I feel you so near, I’m lost in your eyes, You’re lost in this feeling we share, We’re lost in a world of our own creation; In a world where it’s just you and me, We’re the only thing that matters, In a world where its just you and me, This love is a journey we’re on together; They say that love is a battlefield, I don’t want to be caught in the crossfire, When I’m with you, I’m never in that space, I’m feeling good; There’s a new wind blowing, like I’ve never known, I’m breathing deeper than I’ve ever done, I’m floating on air and feeling, More alive than I’...
Lost in a World of Our Own Creation - published by Poetry of Life
Summer is the time of year when people fall in love. It’s a time for romance, long walks, and picnics under the sun. The summer is also a time for those who are already in relationships to celebrate their love with each other. There’s a new wind blowing like I’ve never known, I’m breathin...
Summer is the time of year when people fall in love. It’s a time for romance, long walks, and picnics under the sun. The summer is also a time for those who are already in relationships to celebrate their love with each other.
Summer Love - published by Poetry of Life
There’s a new wind blowing like I’ve never known, I’m breathing deeper than I’ve ever done, And I wanna love somebody, Love somebody like you; I’m letting go of all my lonely yesterdays, I’ve forgiven myself for the mistakes I’ve made, Now that I have your arms around me, I feel alive, I feel so alive; I remember the first time when we first met, We shared a look and I thought right then, Of all the things you are and all the things that you do, The way you kiss me, the way you hold me, I knew, When we first kissed, it felt like summertime; Every day that I spend with you, Is ...
Summer Love - published by Poetry of Life
Nights like these are perfect for cuddling up with a loved one and watching movies. But when you’re single, nights like these also mean that you have to spend the night by yourself. Being single on a Saturday night is no fun at all. You’re home, watching Netflix, and you get to do it all by y...
Nights like these are perfect for cuddling up with a loved one and watching movies. But when you’re single, nights like these also mean that you have to spend the night by yourself. Being single on a Saturday night is no fun at all. You’re home, watching Netflix, and you get to do it all by yourself. It’s time to bring back the old tradition of cuddling up with someone on the couch.
Nights like these - published by Poetry of Life
Nights like these are the worst, When you’re away my heart still yearns for you; It’s hard to not get frustrated when you’re trying your best and still feel like you aren’t getting anywhere, While I think back on how things used to be before, the thoughts that keep me up at night; Tears come streaming down like rivers and it just feels great to know that someone cares enough to make me feel alive again, but all it took was just one thought.
Nights like these - published by Poetry of Life
the ones that give me that sinking feeling; Whenever I think about how you always have a smile on your face, it makes me really happy, in the midst of my overwhelming emotions and my surroundings, I often miss you by my side on nights like these; I love when you smile that radiant smile right into my eyes while I tell you about my day, I recall how things were back in the day, You and I on nights like these, Love the way you move your hips Just for me, I’m the only one you want it with; Knees are shaking and they won’t stop shaking, And I know that I just need one thing to keep me stead...
Nights like these - published by Poetry of Life
Loneliness is something that most people experience at some point in their lives. It is not a sign of weakness or low self-esteem, but instead it’s an inherent part of being human. We all need some time to ourselves to recharge and reflect on our lives. But loneliness can also lead to depression and other mental health disorders if left untreated.
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Perfect for Valentine's Day or any time of the year, this love letter is a reminder that we're loved and we're not alone.
Dear Lover / Wife, I’ve never written a letter before, but I just wanted to tell you something on paper. I love you most for the way you make me feel when I am around you. I love the way you look at me and how excited you get to see me and tell me all about your day. I love how we can just hang out and watch a movie together and know we will have a great time. I love how we can talk about everything and nothing and it’s always fun to see what we come up with. I love how when we fight you always apologize first and tell me that you don’t want to be mad at me or upset with me.
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I love how when we’re apart it’s so hard to not think about you and when we’re together it’s so hard to not. I love the way you make me feel like I am home when I am with you. I love how you let me be myself. I love how you don’t judge me. I love the way you always know what to say to cheer me up. I want you to know that I love you more than anything and that I always have your back. I love you;
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It's just like a dream, Cozying up next to me on the sofa, You are the best present I have ever had, Cuz I've got you in my arms;
No one knows what we’ve been through, Never thought we’d make it through, Until we finally found each other; You give me so much more than love, You give me your time and your patience and our truth, I can’t live without you; There’s a new wind blowing, I am breathing deeper than I ever did; The only thing I wanna do, I want to feel the sunshine, Shining down on me and you, When you put your arms around me; Bundled together with you like a present, all under the tree Some snowflakes falling for us, and feeling heavenly, I’ve got you and you’ve got me, Together we’re gonna make...
It’s Just Like a Dream - published by Poetry of Life
I come alive when you're by my side, I feel warm when I am in your arms, I can't wait until we're there, You are the one I love;
You are the one I love I am getting everything together, and I am driving down the highway to see you, my clothes are feeling empty without you, I miss the way that you make me feel; All these nights upon my own, I can’t get you off my mind, Every single day, I’m feeling so incomplete, I am coming home to be with you, today and forever; I wanna feel the sunshine, shining down on me and you, when you put your arms around me, you let me know there’s nothing in this world I can’t do; When you see me, I want you to want me, I want you to need me, I want to need you too, I wanna feel the...
You are the one I love - published by Poetry of Life
A day has 86400 seconds. “Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.” said Greek philosopher Theophrastus. In this rat race that we are all living, we miss to show, share and express our love to our loved ones. Quite often we come up empty when asked for it. Hence this title, 86400 oppo...
A day has 86400 seconds. “Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.” said Greek philosopher Theophrastus. In this rat race that we are all living, we miss to show, share and express our love to our loved ones. Quite often we come up empty when asked for it. Hence this title, 86400 opportunities one has to show / express / exhibit their love. How are you using your 86400 Seconds?
86400 Reasons - published by Poetry of Life
Couple in Passion, Kissing floating through a dark blue sky, dazed and confused, I search for you, in this turbulent weather; I was humming along the highway, speeding through life, weaving between lanes, only to stop and smell the flowers on the roadside; life was good, life was blissful, with one blink of an eye, the light gave way to twilight, and darkness creeped in, slowly; shivering from the cold, wintery night, fighting against the dark forces, in the cold, wintery moon light, I miss you more and wanna see you more; so many thoughts, so many dreams, so many songs, so many words, all ...
86400 Reasons - published by Poetry of Life
as the moon weaves a ring of hope in the darkened sky, I stand here cherishing the moments, as I embrace a new day!
A reflection of the mind, some years ago. While the poem was originally written and published on Sept 13, 2008, it still stands true on certain counts. The page has been updated on March 15, 2021.
I Stand Here - published by Poetry of Life
I Stand Here walking along the moonlit beach, thinking of reasons aplenty beneath the twinkling stars, dancing to the waves of melodies; traveling in two different directions, we came together at an unexpected stop; as the silence of the night, became unbearable, it was meant to be; left speechless, without any inspiration searching the shoreline and the waves for a reason, that I must have missed to kill this silence and enjoy the moment; salt watered eyes soak falling into poetic blindness my heart plays a tune I cannot verbalize the mouth runs dry at the thought of singing dreams haunt m...
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– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – If you like this poem, check out the other poems on life on the website.
I Stand Here - published by Poetry of Life
amidst the chaos of my soul, one dim light still flickered on, to keep dreaming of a wonderful, beginning for you and me together;
You and Me – Couple in Love afraid of what I would see if I peeked inside, I became deaf and dumb to the emotions that my heart cried out; the day slowly slips by bringing nothing to conclusion bringing nothing new to light, it slowly dragged on the inevitable; with every step that I take, my confidence grows even further allowing me to take on everything allowing me to acknowledge my emotions; like a wild fire, that went out of control, the madness around me morphed from a child with no fears, into an adult scared to accept what my hearts cries out; it seems that I knew this forever, lyi...
Keep Dreaming - published by Poetry of Life
– Henry Bromel One must desire something to be alive. – Margaret Deland The inability to open up to hope is what blocks trust, and blocked trust is the reason for blighted dreams. – Elizabeth Gilbert – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – — This poem was first written and published on Sept 14, 2008. It has been updated on Mar 05, 2021. If you like this, check out some of the other poems on love
Keep Dreaming - published by Poetry of Life
I was born in the city, a city where dreams become a reality everyday; The lonely city with a million people but still feels lonely.
I was born in the city, a city where dreams become a reality everyday; “You can be lonely anywhere, but there is a particular flavour to the loneliness that comes from living in a city, surrounded by millions of people.” ― Olivia Laing, The Lonely City: Adventures in the Art of Being Alone Alone in the City I was born in a modern world with all things cool with all things hi-tech; I was told to live the modern way rushing all day long running from pillar to post in search of something something to uplift me from rags to riches; a constant mad rush it was life was a struggle survival o...
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This poem was first published on June 15, 2010 and has been updated on Feb 11, 2021.
In the city - published by Poetry of Life
The power of silence is the most underrated aspect of human emotions. Most often we fail to comprehend it’s true meaning and power because we all form an opinion about it. When used correctly it can change a lot of things – internally and externally. “Silence can answer the question words m...
The power of silence is the most underrated aspect of human emotions. Most often we fail to comprehend it’s true meaning and power because we all form an opinion about it. When used correctly it can change a lot of things – internally and externally. “Silence can answer the question words may fail to answer.
Breaking the Silence - published by Poetry of Life
If you want to know what silence can do, keep silence!” ― Ernest Agyemang Yeboah Power of Silence a thousand words a minute talking non stop to everyone around me; blabbering some nonsense humming a song playing on the radio I am just a bundle of fun; everything changed and words that flowed without a hurdle stuttered, stumbled and stopped; everything changed when you came near , when you came near me the words just disappeared; sound of words that engulfed the place (a minute ago) is now replaced with a strange silence a strange silence befell on me; a thousand words before you ent...
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————————————————- This poem about life was originally written and published on Jul 23, 2008. It has been updated on Jan 21, 2021.
Breaking the Silence - published by Poetry of Life
Sometimes life puts you in a crossroad and makes it quite difficult to choose which way you want to go. Kind of walk with me or walk away from me.
Sometimes life puts you in a crossroad and makes it quite difficult to choose which way you want to go. Either you go with your gut instinct or you go with what others say. It is a choice that is to be made one way or the other.
Come, Walk with me – Version 2 - published by Poetry of Life
Life’s Crossroads – Come, Walk with me – Version 2 I was a lonely traveler, walking the path, that no one never dares to, that no one never dreams; I wandered lonely as a cloud, taking me where the path took me, taking me where the wind blew me to, I wandered like a long lost traveler; many a times, I was lost, many a times, I was wounded; still determined, to carry on, I pushed myself, to continue; I never looked left, I never looked right, like a bridled horse, I only looked straight and carried on, on and on and on; until one day, the path i was so long travelling, led me to a cros...
Come, Walk with me – Version 2 - published by Poetry of Life
It was updated on Jan 11, 2021.
Come, Walk with me – Version 2 - published by Poetry of Life
you entered my soul, like a breath of fresh air! now sitting here writing this, I feel I am so lost without you!
Falling in love is like a breath of fresh air. When you find the one, it is like a whiff of new energy that spreads throughout your body, soul and mind. Breath of Fresh Air – Young Lovers Smiling and Embracing i went to bed, trying to remain awake, for fear of breaking this, lovely dream of you and me! wondering if I sleep, these dreams would drift away into darkness, never to return again, I kept my eyes open! a beautiful smile, that’s hard to forget, you entered my soul, like a breath of fresh air!
Breath of Fresh Air! - published by Poetry of Life
swimming deep in darkness, I came to the surface for air, and I have not gone back, ever since that day! ever since you sneaked into my soul, life has changed completely, struggling to push darkness away, I was toying with life! I don’t understand how it happened, I was on the road to nowhere, you came in and took hold of my soul, putting me back on to the path of happiness! I thought I knew what love was, I thought I knew everything, now sitting here writing this, I feel I am so lost without you!
Breath of Fresh Air! - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever. – Amy Tan – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – This love poem was first published on Aug 25, 2008 and has been updated on Nov 20, 2020.
Breath of Fresh Air! - published by Poetry of Life
drifting away into realms of madness, i was holding on to my dear life. I struggled to keep myself afloat & living for the sake of existence!
Dark, gloomy clouds appeared on the horizon with no purpose, they just lingered waiting for the opportunity; Holding On time stopped still when I lost it all, brakes appeared from nowhere and put my life on hold; brakes, that held these clouds back, now released them and blackened my life, spreading chaos and confusion replacing sanity with insecurity! swimming in the sea of darkness, battling the vagaries of life I struggled to keep myself afloat, living for the sake of existence!
Holding on - published by Poetry of Life
no direction, no respite drifting away into realms of madness I held on to my dear life, and i still don’t know why! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Once you choose hope, anything’s possible – Christopher Reeve If you lose hope, somehow you lose the vitality that keeps life moving, you lose that courage to be, that quality that helps you go on in spite of it all. And so today I still have a dream – Martin Luther King, jr.
Holding on - published by Poetry of Life
Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all – Dale Carnegie Courage, it would seem, is nothing less than the power to overcome danger, misfortune, fear, injustice, while continuing to affirm inwardly that life with all its sorrows is good; that everything is meaningful even if in a sense beyond our understanding; and that there is always tomorrow – Dorothy Thompson The road that is built in hope is more pleasant to the traveler than the road built in despair, even though they both lead to the s...
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A beautiful rose poem. despite drifting aimlessly, life is a beautiful rose, blooming in the dark;
Darkness is the time when no one knows what happening. everything is the same, you only know what is in your hands. you cannot predict what will come up as you crawl in the dark.
A Beautiful Rose - published by Poetry of Life
A beautiful rose ups and downs twists and turns mystery through out life goes on; life goes on unknown to many boring to some joyride to few misery to others; riding the rogue waves wearing the same life jackets with options plenty all travel the same ocean; some reach land some row on and on some give up some perish some are clueless; while some leech on to others on this vast ocean where the only way is forward life goes on; despite the storms, despite drifting aimlessly, life is a beautiful rose blooming in the dark; ———————————————————————?...
A Beautiful Rose - published by Poetry of Life
It has been updated on Nov 10, 2020.
A Beautiful Rose - published by Poetry of Life
hypnotized by your charm, I am transported to a magical world, inhabited by you and me, a fairy tale romance , each day , a perfect dream, in my sleep, every day;
A Perfect Dream hand in hand we walk across the mist covered grass all alone in this cold, December morning just you and me; whispers of love echoed in our soul you caress the pain away all night long; like a moon coming out of an eclipse we stand here – hand in hand fresh from our little adventure absorbing the gentle rays of the morning sunrise; looking into your face I see the smile like a beautiful rainbow after a heavy rain the magic of your eyes leaving me spellbound; hypnotized by your charm I am transported to a magical world inhabited by you and me just by you and me; a fairy ta...
A Perfect Dream - published by Poetry of Life
It has been re-published on Oct 29, 2020. There are more love poems on this site. Read them and share your comment.
A Perfect Dream - published by Poetry of Life
all these useless memories of the forgotten past, weigh me down and pull me under, into the cold within of life;
Life is full of mystery. One day it’s all good and then immediately it can come tumbling down.
Cold Within - published by Poetry of Life
Cold Within It’s a silent night, just the moon shining brightly, no wind and no hustling, everything is broken around me; The rise to the top is a long and lonely road, the higher you climb the longer the fall, as the cold within starts to take over, the light starts fading slowly but steadily; Life goes on, as usual, waiting for none, not sure if I belong here, empty and void, crawling my time through life; As I empty my mind, and fill it with new things, this has got to stop, this has got to end; as the feathers start to fall from my wings, my dreams become bigger and bigger, aspiring t...
Cold Within - published by Poetry of Life
sitting here, my mind wanders far away, sitting here, wanting to live life, i struggle to express myself to you!
Many times we hit a block when it comes to expressing ourselves to others and to us. This is one such time where I wanted to but I could not. Sitting Here, Express Myself ! sitting here, my mind wanders far away from the memories, that once haunted me! sitting here, i wish i could be far away holding your hand and walking in the beach! sitting here, i dream of the future when darkness and light would co-exist! sitting here, my eyes look very tired but across the table, i hope you can see the fire inside!
Express Myself! - published by Poetry of Life
sitting here, clasped in chains of emotions i long to break free and say what i want to! sitting here, watching this methodical world i fight against the odds to keep me alive sitting here, while everyone is chasing wealth i wonder if it’s worth the pain and struggle sitting here, wanting to live life i struggle to express myself to you! This poem was first published on Aug 6, 2008. It has been re-published on Oct 19, 2020.
Express Myself! - published by Poetry of Life
I never believed in love at first sight, believing it to be an incarnation of those cheesy, romantic Hollywood chick flicks, that bores you to death;
Love at first sight was always a stuff of the movies. That’s how I thought of it. But love has a mysterious way of getting into you when you least expect it. This is one such experience when love just blossomed.
Love at First Sight - published by Poetry of Life
I had my mind made up, I was sure of what I wanted to say, and I was very sure of how it was to end; this time it was different, I came, I saw and I fell, in one big moment, hook, line and sinker; I never believed in love at first sight, believing it to be an incarnation of those cheesy, romantic Hollywood chick flicks, that bores you to death; yet here I was, numb, fixated at every word that came out of her mouth, transfixed; no sparks, nothing, just a feeling, a wordless feeling (best described as), happiness and joy; a small tingle in my throat, a pause before my words, a victim of the l...
Love at First Sight - published by Poetry of Life
Re-published on Oct 3, 2020. poem on love at first sight Love at first sight is the idea that one can experience love for another person without any prior contact. It is often seen as a spiritual or religious experience, but not a well-defined one. The concept of romantic love was popularized in the Western world by the European medieval troubadours, who wrote poems about courtly love. The phenomenon of “love at first sight” has been recorded throughout history in different cultures and religions around the world.
Love at First Sight - published by Poetry of Life
At the end of it, life is one big fairy tale fantasy that needs to be lived in the present and not in the to-be forgotten past or in the unknown future.
Life as seen through the eyes of a 2 year old! Children have an unique way of looking at life. No pressures, no deadlines and no worries. When we see the life through the eyes of a child, it is a world full of magic and fairy tale fantasy. It’s a world filled with curiosity, adventure and wonder. The power of imagination is something that is very strong with children that we, as adults, forget as we grow older and life’s challenges burden us.
Fairy Tale Fantasy - published by Poetry of Life
At the end of it, life is one big fairy tale fantasy that needs to be lived in the present and not in the to-be forgotten past or in the unknown future.
Fairy Tale Fantasy - published by Poetry of Life
each minute new dreams new desires; skip and hop to one jump up and down to one scream and shout into another; 60 minutes; 60 dreams; 60 desires; time is short dream is even shorter find one live the dream proceed to the next; a series of mindless fun a series of playful mischief life is one big utopia fun and laughter at every step; a ghost here, a bad guy there run, scream and hide see me run away miss me come near; a different wish for everyone a different wish for every occasion; blissfully unaware of the world with an equally carefree attitude life is one big fairy-tale fantasy; First ...
Fairy Tale Fantasy - published by Poetry of Life
standing before you looking deeply into your eyes coming closely to the face I held in my hands I whisper into your ears "I love you";
moving away from the hustle and bustle I stepped inside letting my eyes adjust to this dim light I waited near the entrance ; with the music blaring on one corner a bunch of “drunken” idiots on other I slowly made my way across the dance floor to the far corner where you are waiting; clutching a gucci handbag in one hand an half empty glass of wine in another I walked towards you; still sleepy and tired a phone call in the middle of the night a thousands sobs and a thousand questions later I agreed to meet you; so, here I am standing before you looking deeply into your eyes coming cl...
I Love You - published by Poetry of Life
now the party is over and the curtain has fallen on us; A brand new journey awaits and a brand new chapter needs to be written before this book (life) is finished.” without a wink I turn around and walk towards the door leaving a thousand tears behind; what started with a simple “I love you” now ends with an another “I love you” finishing the long chapter that I was (writing) once a part of I step outside to write a brand new chapter to start a brand new journey into this newly discovered life a brand new adventure starts today….
I Love You - published by Poetry of Life
———————————————————————————————————————– This is a continuation of the previous poem – i am back there is only one meaning to this :). this is a reflection of the present. This poem was first published on April 10, 2008. It has been re-published on Sept 02, 2020. – Not much changes done other than formatting and adding a pic. ———————————————————————————————————————–
I Love You - published by Poetry of Life
The saying “Wake up and smell the coffee” is said to someone to suggest that they begin to pay attention and try to see the true facts of a situation or event which is relevant to their lives. In this scenario, it is meant to say “the past cannot be undone nor you can change the past”. So...
The saying “Wake up and smell the coffee” is said to someone to suggest that they begin to pay attention and try to see the true facts of a situation or event which is relevant to their lives. In this scenario, it is meant to say “the past cannot be undone nor you can change the past”. So thinking about the past and worrying today is not going to help the future. its just gonna make life difficult for you and for those who care for you/around you.
Wake up and Smell the Coffee! - published by Poetry of Life
🙂 waking up one morning i find you sitting on the balcony a cup of coffee in one hand staring at the light blue sky watching the teardrops slowly turning the a sweet cup of coffee into a salty concoction i call out your name receiving no response i make my way closer to you one look into your face makes it all clear like a hunter chasing after a dove the past has once again caught up with you as strong as an elephant on the outside deep inside, you are still a tender little child whatever i say whatever i do is just like a writing on the seashore when the next wave comes in, everything w...
Wake up and Smell the Coffee! - published by Poetry of Life
————————————————————————————————————————– First published on July 17, 2008. Re-published on Aug 30, 2020.
Wake up and Smell the Coffee! - published by Poetry of Life
Inspired by the song with the same name by Creed, this is one poem that has different meanings. standing before the one and only, i stand with arms wide open waiting to receive the judgement that is going to be delivered my life is about to change and i close my eyes hoping the time that i have t...
Inspired by the song with the same name by Creed, this is one poem that has different meanings. standing before the one and only, i stand with arms wide open waiting to receive the judgement that is going to be delivered my life is about to change and i close my eyes hoping the time that i have to live is given a much needed boost! with bated breath i wait, unsure of what the powers to be are thinking! after days of struggle to reach a consensus, it has come to this, time to take the decision is now!
With Arms Wide Open - published by Poetry of Life
as i take a breath i wait to know my fate i wait to know if my appeal to live life has been granted or denied! i wait with arms wide open ready to receive the judgement that is going to be handed out to me! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – multiple meanings 🙂 First published on Aug 27, 2008. Republished on Aug 27, 2020. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
With Arms Wide Open - published by Poetry of Life
Stuck in a dream poem is all about how one is eager to climb up the ladder, eager to prove people wrong, i sacrificed happiness, i traded joy for "loneliness";
All of us have dreams. We dream of so many things in life. However, the majority is stuck in this rat race that has taken over the world in the last few decades. This is a reminiscence of that.
Stuck in a dream - published by Poetry of Life
sitting inside the train after finishing work i watch the people rush home just like me like migrating birds travelling a long distance i make this daily journey from one end to another i make this journey from one end to another to keep me distracted from all things i am missing a loving family i left behind my happiness knew no limits sadness brushed outside with ease living a life as it should be eager to climb up the ladder eager to prove people wrong i sacrificed happiness i traded joy for “loneliness” with my eyes watching the exit my heart yearns out to the home i left behind whi...
Stuck in a dream - published by Poetry of Life
Republished on July 25, 2020.
Stuck in a dream - published by Poetry of Life
like a dream after a nightmare, the light breaks through the clouds, and a rainbow appears on the sky, reminding tomorrow will be better, though today I weep;
walking down the road feeling cold and blue saying goodbye was so hard to do I looked up to the sky; clouds of darkness on one side light filtering in from another walking from one place to another on a carpet of fallen leaves; feeling miles away and completely at ease, colors as vibrant as can be, shimmered on the horizon; transforming the weary skies, highlighting the beauty within colors of multiple shades whispering hope in every hue; bridging the gap between dreams and desires, as the waterfall of happiness rain down, these tears of sorrow gets hidden from view; as I walk along the dar...
Rainbow - published by Poetry of Life
Republished on July 20, 2020.
Rainbow - published by Poetry of Life
My Last Breath poem is based on a story I had come across. Kind of symbolizes the mindset of a person especially after a personal / professional failure.
Also, titled as “Face in the Crowd”, this poem is based on a story that I came across and can be related to any personal / professional letdowns. Just a reflection of the mindset after a colossal failure of sorts.
My Last Breath - published by Poetry of Life
sitting on the bed a bottle of coca cola on one side the telephone out of its hook and the mobile switched off; tears slowly trickling down my face my mind re-enacts the scene for the thousandth time over and over again; now sitting here with tears streaming down my face all that i lived for all that i dreamt of just crumbled in one second; the very second you uttered those words my heart stopped my hopes came crashing down all at once; finding no meaning in life knowing no one else to help the door that was open a bit now slammed shut in my face; standing all alone in the darkness i slowly...
My Last Breath - published by Poetry of Life
when the rays of sun peek in (through the window tomorrow morning) i would just be a face in the crowd; ———————————–———————————–———————————– note: inspired by a story i came across. can be considered as the aftermath of any “failures” – personal/professional. the feeling when something that you worked all your life for is “thrown” away in one second 🙂 just an imagination.. does not reflect any personal happenings 🙂 purely based on the story i came across.
My Last Breath - published by Poetry of Life
———————————–———————————–———————————– First published on Feb 15, 2010. Re-Published on July 13, 2020.
My Last Breath - published by Poetry of Life
Life gives us lemons! And it is up-to us to make something with it. Sometimes we can make lemonades and sometimes we cannot. Whatever we do, everyday is a learning of some sorts and we are just students in the game of life. back to the beginning, starting at square one, where one chapter ended ...
Life gives us lemons! And it is up-to us to make something with it. Sometimes we can make lemonades and sometimes we cannot. Whatever we do, everyday is a learning of some sorts and we are just students in the game of life.
Oh, What a Feeling! - published by Poetry of Life
back to the beginning, starting at square one, where one chapter ended another one starts; as the race for life grows tighter and crazier, the winds of memories bring in the sweet days of yesteryear; as I took a walk and gazed up into the sky it seems so strange looking at the sun and the moon together; as the anchored heart slowly sets sail into the ocean of life I hold on to the rails; I hold on to the rails, standing on deck gazing at the horizon watching the sunset; miles away from where I am, as the beauty of the dreams slowly float into the twilight, I am amazed at the psychedelic fee...
Oh, What a Feeling! - published by Poetry of Life
– Albert Einstein Hope is the feeling that the feeling you have isn’t permanent. – Jean Kerr Whatever you are doing, love yourself for doing it. Whatever you are feeling, love yourself for feeling it. – Thaddeus Golas If you believe that feeling bad or worrying long enough will change a past or future event, then you are residing on another planet with a different reality system. – William James Originally published on Sept 22, 2008 and re-published on July 01, 2020
Oh, What a Feeling! - published by Poetry of Life
For once in my life, I don’t have to try to be happy. When I’m with you, it just happens. Your Lips? I kiss that. Your body? I hug that. My smile? You cause that. Your heart? I want that. In a sea of people, my eyes will always be searching for you. I’m so confused I don’t know what to ...
For once in my life, I don’t have to try to be happy. When I’m with you, it just happens. Your Lips? I kiss that. Your body? I hug that. My smile? You cause that. Your heart? I want that. In a sea of people, my eyes will always be searching for you. I’m so confused I don’t know what to do. All I know is I wanna be with you. You make me smile whenever your around. I could just sit and watch you without making a sound. I could talk to you for hours about nothing at all. You make me feel so comfortable into your arms I wish I could crawl.
Love Confession - published by Poetry of Life
I miss you when you’re gone I miss you when you’re near. If we are together we will have nothing to fear. So I guess I’m finally telling you I’m being real and true. Not only do I like you I’m completely head over heels in love with you. Originally published on Nov 8, 2006. Re-published on June 17, 2020. What is a confession poem? A confession poem is a poem that is written to confess something. It can be anything from a secret crush to an embarrassing moment. The poem can be written by the person who experienced the event, or by someone else.
Love Confession - published by Poetry of Life
There’s a special bond between two people when they meet for the first time. They understand each other on an instinctual level and can almost read each other’s minds. That’s what it felt like when the two of me met for the first time. It was love at first sight. Lust Poetry it was love at ...
There’s a special bond between two people when they meet for the first time. They understand each other on an instinctual level and can almost read each other’s minds. That’s what it felt like when the two of me met for the first time. It was love at first sight.
Love or Lust? - published by Poetry of Life
Lust Poetry it was love at first sight, the moment i met you, sparks flew and brought us, closer and together; barely a minute goes by, without me thinking, is this too good, to be true; i pinch myself from time to time, just to make sure i am not dreaming, and not hallucinating all this, between you and me; a touch here, a touch there, a kiss here, a kiss there, a gentle caress, a playful nibble, hands all over everytime we are together; few seconds of leaving you out of my sight, a frantic search begins, scanning everything and everywhere, and it stops only when i find you, standing, smil...
Love or Lust? - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – this can either be taken as a standalone poem or as a continuation of the previous two poems – Love at First Sight and Together. First published on Dec 1, 2011. Re-published on June 08, 2020.
Love or Lust? - published by Poetry of Life
i sit here watching the twinkle of the stars, the full moon in its beauty, in the cool night breeze; a feeling so strong, yet said very less, a emotion that whirls around like a tornado, but expressed not even a whisper; as the gentle breeze tried to play a lullaby, my eyes just refused to pay he...
i sit here watching the twinkle of the stars, the full moon in its beauty, in the cool night breeze; a feeling so strong, yet said very less, a emotion that whirls around like a tornado, but expressed not even a whisper; as the gentle breeze tried to play a lullaby, my eyes just refused to pay heed, drowned in thoughts of you, my mind was as fresh as it can be; all these times, all those moments, i can’t believe how i let go i can’t understand why i didn’t say what my heart was crying out loud; I’m always thinking of you thinking of expressing myself but my words when I look at you,...
When we are together - published by Poetry of Life
should I tell you how awful it feels giving off our time alone don’t you feel the pain when your eyes lock with mine? sometimes life can be deceiving I’ll tell you one thing it’s always better when we’re together, promises, i dont make of the riches and wealth, all i have and all that i can give you is my love for as long as i am alive to cement our future to make our dreams come true! First published on Mar 29, 2010. Re-published on June 05, 2020.
When we are together - published by Poetry of Life
Many times in our lives, all of us come face to face with challenges and obstacles that seem way too much for us handle. This was written in one such scenario and how keeping a positive mind helped me overcome it. as I watch the sun fade away behind the palm trees that line up on the sea shore I ...
Many times in our lives, all of us come face to face with challenges and obstacles that seem way too much for us handle. This was written in one such scenario and how keeping a positive mind helped me overcome it. as I watch the sun fade away behind the palm trees that line up on the sea shore I begin to take stock and prepare to leave; opening up my bag, with a view to clear the excess baggage, I find all I have is words and that does not seem to be enough! a gentle breeze blows softly ruffling a few leaves and spreading a peaceful feeling that I never knew before!
Dream Weaver - published by Poetry of Life
clutching a pencil in hand, plenty of thoughts, plenty of ideas, I’ve got so much to say; words unspoken, lurk around like hungry wolves, ready to devour the soul the moment I give in! sitting here, I watch the people play games that I don’t understand; games that don’t mean a thing yet I stand in their midst; alone with memories of what, once was, searching for reasons, to why and because I search for a reason and a purpose to keep going on for more!
Dream Weaver - published by Poetry of Life
as the night falls and the stars come out, I close my eyes and climb into my star ship, to go to a faraway land, leaving everything else behind, where I am safe, till morning light, filters in; flying higher than the stars, I close my eyes and in this psychedelic mind space, weave many a dreams to write the chapters of my life! (to ease away the pain…) – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Every great dream begins with a dreamer.
Dream Weaver - published by Poetry of Life
Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world. – Harriet Tubman – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – First published on September 04, 2008 and re-published on May 29, 2020
Dream Weaver - published by Poetry of Life
i close my eyes, thinking of the moment when you came in and stole my thoughts, dreaming of the smile that melted my heart!
Love transcends every other emotion by getting people to do things far beyond what they think can be done. It brings balance in a world that is full of contradictions. emotions dripping down one after another slowly filling the love filled heart dreams close enough to being a reality dangle in front of me waiting for the moment to break out from the self imposed restraint that is killing me day after day!
Whisper of the Heart - published by Poetry of Life
as the whisper of winds gently caress the night sky a familiar longing rekindles the emotions wandering through the darkness of the night the face that i long to hold appears in every little thing i see; if only the wind could carry the unrevealed emotions that my heart is crying out every night, i would send it as my messenger right away! as the night spreads its shadows across the land i close my eyes, thinking of the moment when you came in and stole my thoughts, dreaming of the smile that melted my heart!
Whisper of the Heart - published by Poetry of Life
This poem was originally published on Aug 26, 2008 and has been republished on May 28, 2020.
Whisper of the Heart - published by Poetry of Life
Most people have trouble sleeping as they are plagued by thoughts of various things – past, present and future. Things that could have been, that could be and that will be. as the gentle night breeze sweep the land that is deep in sleep i close my eyes and try to sleep; as the stars became brig...
Most people have trouble sleeping as they are plagued by thoughts of various things – past, present and future. Things that could have been, that could be and that will be. as the gentle night breeze sweep the land that is deep in sleep i close my eyes and try to sleep; as the stars became brighter and brighter, my eyes refused to close sleep, just ran away into the darkness of the land; the twinkling of the stars, the warmth of the air disturbed only by the muted sounds of the heart beat!
When Stillness Speaks - published by Poetry of Life
tried counting from one to hundred; tried reading a book; tried to count the number of times the stars twinkled in the sky; still, my eyes refused to close, sleep would not engulf the senses; when stillness speaks, everything else just listens; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – First published on 27/08/2008. Republished on 24/05/2020
When Stillness Speaks - published by Poetry of Life
expectations weigh me down,dreams leave me restless,when life seduces you with happiness,how can I succumb toguile of the devil!
Life is a series of small episodes. Each one with their own twists and turns. Some happy, some sad, some with plenty of drama and some as boring as anything you can imagine. It is a series of ups and downs, joys and sorrows. sparkling thoughts like diamond glitter inside this emotion less face, illuminated by hope and a deeper desire to live, they shine brightly; listening to the voice inside that is dying to come out, I search for means to keep myself sane! I try to forgive and forget, but memories cling on like leeches do; how can I forgive, when I can’t forgive myself!
Seduction of Life - published by Poetry of Life
out of the shadows and into the sun, dreams and desires come back alive, nourished by the rays of hope I found within me! as I dance around in this stage, a million eyes watch my every move, ready to pounce and devour the moment I fall down! it’s been a while since I wanted to live, now that I want to live I am stuck at the starting line! with no desire to enter into this contest of survival, I take a step, one at a time, and live for the moment! expectations weigh me down, dreams leave me restless, when life seduces you with happiness, how can I succumb to guile of the devil!
Seduction of Life - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Love comes to those who still hope even though they’ve been disappointed, to those who still believe even though they’ve been betrayed, to those who still love even though they’ve been hurt before. – Anonymous Many of the great achievements of the world were accomplished by tired and discouraged men who kept on working. – Anonymous Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.
Seduction of Life - published by Poetry of Life
– Albert Einstein An optimist laughs to forget, a pessimist forgets to laugh. – Anonymous It’s better to be an optimist who is sometimes wrong than a pessimist who is always right – Anonymous
Seduction of Life - published by Poetry of Life
In my every breath I taste you.In my every smile you are aliveIn my every walk you’re with me.Holding me by your side, the irreplaceable love of my life;
In life, for each and everyone, Love is just waiting around the corner. Most often we are blind to its presence for various reasons – some within and some external. However, there will come a time when you find the one. The one who will complete you in every aspect. And once love has found you, there is no going back. It may bring some madness or sadness, but if you look beyond it all, love is extraordinary, love is a treasure to cherish for a life time. The first time I saw heaven I saw it in your eye. The first time I felt a touch You were by my side.
The Irreplaceable Love of my Life - published by Poetry of Life
Time did not whisper She just flew by She now knows I will have you always as mine. The first time I saw heaven It was from the corner of my eye And you sat there staring from across the room; In my every breath I taste you. In my every smile you are alive In my every walk you’re with me. Holding me by your side And as I know Nothing is above you You are now that twilight in my life And every time you are in my arms it is a feeling beyond words; You are nothing more than every part of me, Nothing less than mine You are the incredible and The irreplaceable love of my life;
The Irreplaceable Love of my Life - published by Poetry of Life
a superficial existence for the worldis not what i ampeering down inside my eyesyou bring me back to face the realitiesthat i neatly shoved away,shoved away to the dark recesses of my heart
I love writing poems that could spawn multiple meanings depending on how and who read it. This is one such poem that was written a long time but re-published now. While I do not remember the context of this writing, I have left three possible explanations to this poem at the end.
Hold me and Kiss me - published by Poetry of Life
stepping outside in the middle of the night i started to take a walk away from my den a bitter disagreement a strange argument uneasy silence i am what i am what you said may not change me but it has affected me an uneventful night now turned into a cold war a silence broken by your appeals a countless stream of sorry countless stream of apologizes to pacify me to comfort me like a raging river bursting out of the dams my fears and my tears flooded my heart a superficial existence for the world is not what i am peering down inside my eyes you bring me back to face the realities that i neatl...
Hold me and Kiss me - published by Poetry of Life
when you think that you want someone to hold you and comfort you without any explanations or any words 🙂 2. there are those times when you realize what you said is wrong and you badly want to apologize to the other person, but cannot do much. so you start to curse yourself and feel down! 3. its the opposite of 2, but from the other person’s point of view 🙂 —————————————————————————————————————
Hold me and Kiss me - published by Poetry of Life
As nature takes control of mother earth, it's time to take a look at the way we have been living and look at it as an opportunity for a new beginning.
As the world struggles to cope in this never before seen Covid-19 pandemic, lives are being changed topsy-turvy. What was taken for granted has been uprooted. World over people are now waking up to a new reality and in many cases a new beginning in all sorts. As nature takes control of mother earth, it is time to take a look at the way we have been living all these while and look at it as an opportunity for a new beginning.
Better Days Are Coming - published by Poetry of Life
I sing, I laugh, I speak, I cook, I sleep, I work, I look out of the window, Hoping for a break in the clouds; Watching the world implode within itself, deep down, I weep for a loss, as I try to keep it all together, I hope and I pray; lost in a sea of words, echo through the skies, the nightmare of the reality taunt me as I stare down an empty barrel; A voice inside my head tells me, of a world turned upside down, a world where everyone & everything is forgiven, a world full of misplaced trust and faith; Life is a mirage of hopes and dreams, shattered in an instant, I am swimming in a sea ...
Better Days Are Coming - published by Poetry of Life
We are constantly in search of something that no one knows what and no one understands why! Everyone is stuck in a rat race and we all have a mountain to scale of our own.
Universe is never quiet. The universe is always speaking to us. However in the last few years/decades/centuries, we have lost the ability to understand what it has been telling us. At the same time, we are constantly in search of something that no one knows what and no one understands why! Everyone is stuck in a rat race and we all have a mountain to scale of our own. And this mountain simply grows bigger and bigger until we lose track of everything and everyone around us. Eventually we become zombies walking around without a purpose and without a reason.
Scaling the Mountain of Life - published by Poetry of Life
This poem is my experience of being in the foothills of Himalayas where I learnt (and still learning) how to escape from the zombie apocalypse (of life). Quiet and still all around, with 1001 questions inside my head, I stepped outside the world of shadows, hoping to live a life beyond fear; How can i explain?
Scaling the Mountain of Life - published by Poetry of Life
I am always running for the thrill, On and on, i trudge on, Living one minute and dead in the next; As I struggled to bloom, I climbed above the comfort, into the cold, rugged Himalayan terrain, to claim my forgotten gold (from within); As the rain lashes on outside, the dirt and debris inside are cleansed, slowly and steadily as I bury the past (old), divinity shines it’s light on me; as I refresh myself in the Himalayan lake of ancient wisdom, slowly and steadily, peace comes home, and the cracks & crevices that made up my life, slowly heal themselves into peace & awakening; As the ghos...
Scaling the Mountain of Life - published by Poetry of Life
It’s that time of the year when love is all around us. Yes, Valentine’s Day is just a few days from now. This is a special ode to the love of my life. Valentine’s day is when most people hope to have a date, some desperately and some for fun. My valentine is right next to me and the time is...
It’s that time of the year when love is all around us. Yes, Valentine’s Day is just a few days from now. This is a special ode to the love of my life. Valentine’s day is when most people hope to have a date, some desperately and some for fun. My valentine is right next to me and the time is just about right, I tell her what she means to me! This is for her – she is the reason for my happiness!
Happiness - published by Poetry of Life
And so i call this “Happiness – A valentine’s day poem on love” the sun is slowly fading away, no matter how much we pretend, the day has just come to a close and it’s time for me to take you home; I waited until the darkness, until the moonlight shined on your face, showcasing your beautiful self, reflecting your gorgeous beauty; like a flower waiting to bloom, like a child standing outside an ice cream parlor, i have been waiting here, sitting just for you, and now the time has come; no matter how much i pretend, as the darkness creeps in all around us, your smile shines a light...
Happiness - published by Poetry of Life
I walk down the street with shadows at my feet and words in my head so much left unsaid; A dream I had, where we walk together, with the sun behind us and the moon in front of us; with every step, with every breath, with every move, my world changed forever; as time tick tocks, thoughts of you ca...
I walk down the street with shadows at my feet and words in my head so much left unsaid; A dream I had, where we walk together, with the sun behind us and the moon in front of us; with every step, with every breath, with every move, my world changed forever; as time tick tocks, thoughts of you cannot escape my mind, as you open the skies of my imagination, you are my hiding place from the pandemonium of life; every morning is a new beginning, forever to hold and to cherish until death do us part I know this is not just a dream cos when i saw you first, i knew it was you!
It Was You - published by Poetry of Life
The first 4 lines are from the song “Begin Again” by Norah Jones.
It Was You - published by Poetry of Life
sitting in the coffee shop on a cold and rainy afternoon clutching a cup of hot cappuccino i watch the world go by sporting a couple of tattoos with a stern face i stare at all – young and the old that walk past used to laugh at used to make fun of people peering from the inside of a cafe lazil...
sitting in the coffee shop on a cold and rainy afternoon clutching a cup of hot cappuccino i watch the world go by sporting a couple of tattoos with a stern face i stare at all – young and the old that walk past used to laugh at used to make fun of people peering from the inside of a cafe lazily killing time seemingly doing nothing my ego that once clouded me just ran away in the face of adversity my pride rooted out and now replaced by humility now watching the world go by from inside the same cafe all the hurt inside hidden so well i seem strong enough on the surface i seem like a harde...
A stranger in paradise - published by Poetry of Life
Forever responsive to your command, right here beside you - oh hold me real tight,each morning, each evening and all through the night, tonight and every night I need your fire;
It’s a hot night, reminiscent of the summery nights, the air conditioning trying it’s best to cool me down; Through the windows, the moonlight is making me sweat, as I slowly discard my clothes, one by one until I am lying naked on my bed; Right there beside me, sweet lady of my dreams, making me want you so much, making my heart scream out for your love; Tonight and every night i need your love, I want to hold you and kiss your lips, let our bodies entwine, we join as one, moving in slow rhythmic motions; moaning with hot lust, in each others sweet ecstasy, to the night of lust, up and...
Tonight - published by Poetry of Life
walking down the ocean beach,hand in hand, sunlight glistening on the waves,we laughed and lazed around,like new lovers on a first date;
walking down the ocean beach, hand in hand, sunlight glistening on the waves, we laughed and lazed around, like new lovers on a first date; as we hold each other close, all our worries drift across the ocean, hand in hand, as we embrace each other, our soul meets body; as I hold you near, my heart beats like a stereo, last thing i remember is our bodies, grinding to the beats of our hearts; as your body gently touches mine, in the dark of the night, skin to skin, delightfully in the dreams of passion; as you hold me tight, just you and me, in the lover’s embrace, I need you, I long for yo...
Lovers Embrace - published by Poetry of Life
as the day progresses, thunder and rainfallfill my heart as i struggle to grapple,with what life is throwing at me,one problem after another;
by anaPhenix as the sun filters through the curtains, the day breaks with all pomp and glory, i will find a way through the dust and chaos, i promise myself as i settle into the rhythm of the day; time tickles on slowly, as i desperately try to catch up with it, every time i think i am done, i am left standing all alone; as the day progresses, thunder and rainfall fill my heart as i struggle to grapple, with what life is throwing at me, one problem after another; it’s hard, i know, as i walk down the road, i remember the time when we used to dream of being stars; this never bothered me be...
Amidst Chaos - published by Poetry of Life
somewhere between sleep and awake, i am walking like a zombie, with my heart pounding like never before, what do i do, where should i go? lost in a maze, there is something going on, as i can’t recall a single word, and it’s all living in my head; this is a place i have not been, still and ch...
somewhere between sleep and awake, i am walking like a zombie, with my heart pounding like never before, what do i do, where should i go?
Where is my love - published by Poetry of Life
lost in a maze, there is something going on, as i can’t recall a single word, and it’s all living in my head; this is a place i have not been, still and chaotic, so far yet so near, i am at the crossroads of heaven and hell; without you, i am getting lost without you, i am losing my mind it’s raining love all around me but i am dry as a desert sand; feelings of love aching in my soul the world seems so lonely now when all i need is your body next to mine; within each others arms amidst love and passion My arms wrap around you holding you so close and tight not worrying about where is ...
Where is my love - published by Poetry of Life
Moonlight Passion Love Poem - as i wrap you with whispers of love, two bodies entwined together as one being, as one we live this love, this imagination, this dream
standing here, breathing softly, staring into each other’s eyes, dancing in the moonlight just the two of us; sounds of silence singing in chorus, as the wind chimes in the night, caressing our naked bodies, bathed by the moonlight; our lips meet and our tongues dance, like never before, as i hold you tighter, locked together in this true love’s embrace, as time stands still; as we dance slowly, under the moonlight’s guide, with the stars twinkling, i melt away in your arms, in a moment filled with love, lust and affection; as i wrap you with whispers of love, two bodies entwined toge...
Moonlight Passion - published by Poetry of Life
as the sun rises slowly, i have come to a place where dreams turn into nightmares,and nightmares turn into dreams,for today i am still wandering through the streets of life;
the darkness kept creeping in, i was powerless to do anything, my mind was in a million other things, confused and clueless about it all; i am climbing walls (of obstruction), i am climbing over mountains (of hurdles), yet the more i climb and cross over, the more that seems to be in the way, everyday; so tired of life, i don’t even know if i am living the life, or if i am just wandering one day at a time, until none of this counts; as i hold on what i believe, a part of me want to surrender to the darkness, that is casting a spell that i am struggling hard to break; as the sun rises slow...
Wanderer - published by Poetry of Life
watching the rain drops from the window in the backdrop of the slow moving traffic that seems to have come to a grinding halt my life has become a constant battle between the mind and the heart; the problem is all inside your head so we are told by the coaches what we think is what we become who ...
watching the rain drops from the window in the backdrop of the slow moving traffic that seems to have come to a grinding halt my life has become a constant battle between the mind and the heart; the problem is all inside your head so we are told by the coaches what we think is what we become who you are in the mind is who you are in life; a constant battle between what is right and what may be right what is wrong and what may be wrong a myriad of options for every situation; who cares what happens, when the rat race keeps us all running everywhere but nowhere until life pulls the plug on th...
Goodbye - published by Poetry of Life
i have to change to accept new things in life,for change heralds a new beginning,as change is the only thing that does not change;
Change time never stops and it never slows, the earth rotates non-stop waiting for none, today becomes yesterday, tomorrow becomes today, all in a matter of few hours; looking around, everyone is running around, chasing something or running after something, something that is not seen and something that has no limit; as the seconds tick, i wait at the border of change, nervously as i step inside this new realm, what lies once i cross over, i don’t know; a voice inside me asks me to stay put, “comfort lies on this side” it says, while the new horizon pulls me in and, whispers “time is...
Change - published by Poetry of Life
life has a way and it has a mind of its own,the twists and bends of the river of life,seems to bring in darker clouds,one more portent than the other;
River of Life image by AnnMarieBone Here we are, in a predicament like never before, my life has a mind on it own, twisting and turning, unable to follow one path!
River of Life - published by Poetry of Life
i have tried to steer it towards a path, that i thought was full of hope and victory, but it was all a mirage, dark clouds hiding behind a silver lining; life has a way and it has a mind of its own, the twists and bends of the river of life, seems to bring in darker clouds, one more portent than the other; i rise up, every time, ignoring the frustrations of yesterday, moving through the mist of today not knowing where it leads, not knowing what lies beyond the next bend (future); always hoping and coping with what life throws at me, looking forward with hope, to the next day a better tomorr...
River of Life - published by Poetry of Life
i have come a long way to go back, When thunder clouds start pouring down, i hold on, hoping it will wash away the locks that bind my legs together, as i am stuck in an infinite struggle between light and darkness;
standing at the edge, with the chaos of darkness behind me and the warmth of the light infront me, i am struggling to find my way; i have fought my way so far, i have been a warrior all my life, now as i stand at the edge of this mountain of life, i am scared of getting stuck here; i see hope, i see despair, i keep on searching while rooted to the spot i am in, i took this route thinking it will take me home, but i am nowhere near home; I have seen happiness, i have had my share of sadness, now as i step into a new face of life, i feel like i am being pulled back by invisible hands; I am no...
Between Light and Darkness - published by Poetry of Life
Try as I might words don’t come out all these things inside the pen refuses to write; All my dreams of yesterday are just a touch away my wings are spread out ready to take off in a quick flight; Wandering in the darkness of my mind searching for a spark to give this life a reason to continue d...
Try as I might words don’t come out all these things inside the pen refuses to write; All my dreams of yesterday are just a touch away my wings are spread out ready to take off in a quick flight; Wandering in the darkness of my mind searching for a spark to give this life a reason to continue dreaming, here I am scribbling away the thoughts that refuse to come alive;
Scribbles - published by Poetry of Life
as the frenzied lovemaking escalated, matching each other's thrusts, together we climax, tangled together in pure love, as the storm of passion subsides;
It was a rainy night, cold and wet, when you come in after a day of teasing and flirting, your skin looks so sexy, that it turns me on; my heart throbs at every kiss, every touch down my body, your hands sliding down, you are going to be mine; nothing feels better than this, our eyes locked in contact, our lips remain sealed as our hearts flutter inside our chests; as the dim light of the street lamp filters in on to our naked bodies, the passion growing second by second, the heat inside the room becoming unbearable; as my lips trace your neckline to your erect nipples, licking and sucking ...
Storm of Passion - published by Poetry of Life
struggling hard to make dream into a joyful reality, i trudge along a lonely road to get past the dark clouds, trying to catch the light that dazzles behind the veil of darkness, into the dream i go every night, hoping for a better tomorrow;
upon cold (or warm) night i lay to sleep closing my weary eyes, into the dream my wandering soul escapes far away from the madness of life; drifting into a place of solitude, my mind can only think of things that could have been and things that may have been; it seems dark forces are at every step and corner, for every two steps i move forward, i feel an overwhelming obstacle, trying to keep me away from the light (of happiness/success); i am treading on a fine line, lined with barb wires on my path, every step i take, every move i make, the dark clouds gather on the horizon; struggling ...
Into the Dream of Happiness - published by Poetry of Life
i am dancing with the demons, as the storm gathers strength inside, and when the lights go down, it's a war inside the head;
an empty feeling, rising slowly from the bowels of the deep, as it creeps and crawls it’s way to the mind, life is a race, a race run every single day, from the time i wake up to the time i merge with the darkness; i have been searching all along, for a way to win this race, every time it’s just a little bit close, but always out of reach; they say i am not doing enough, they say i am not hustling hard enough, they say i should retreat, but who are they to say?
Running in the Dark - published by Poetry of Life
i am dancing with the demons, as the storm gathers strength inside, and when the lights go down, it’s a war inside the head; i am staring at the far away lights, for answers that have eluded me so far; i keep running like there is no tomorrow, i hustle and bustle my way through life; as i look at the stars above, i prepare to get ready, for another day, for another marathon, running in the dark;
Running in the Dark - published by Poetry of Life
One minute everything is gone and there is nothing left, one minute everything is all hunky dory and plenty to look forward to, I am on a road that's gonna take me far, but I don't know how long should i have to walk;
I sit around and try to pass my time, try not to think of the future, try not to think of the past, I sit around and try to take stock of my present; All in my head are thoughts of everything, in my head, so many questions, in my head, so little answers, i was drifting in and out of sanity; One minute everything is gone and there is nothing left, one minute everything is all hunky dory and plenty to look forward to, I am on a road that’s gonna take me far, but I don’t know how long should i have to walk; All i have is a bag of dreams, a bag of dreams that i want to bring to life so badl...
Into the Darkness - published by Poetry of Life
the madness of life tears and pulls me apart from all directions, the night (darkness) keeps me awake, as the sound of silence grows increasingly louder and louder, the monsters inside my head run amok;
the moon and stars shine brightly in the night sky, as the gentle breeze blows in the dark night, the leaves gently dance to the beat of the breeze, as i lay on my backside, unable to sleep; my thoughts drift in and out of my subconscious, in the land of kings and queens, in the land of dreams, darkness slowly descends upon my mind, inch by inch; the world thinks i am sleeping while the night keeps me awake, i am a wanderer in the darkness, searching for the light; the madness of life tears and pulls me apart from all directions, the night (darkness) keeps me awake, as the sound of silenc...
Madness of Life - published by Poetry of Life
i am just a kite dancing in this hurricane of life, struggling to hold on to what i have got, trying to navigate through this raging tempest of existence, while i descend into the darkness from within;
Breaking Down (Into the Darkness) Long ago I built these fences around me, to protect my soul from the vagaries of life, to hide from the wretched world that we call home, to let me be myself; I guess I got lost, somewhere along the way, because I stopped to fortify these fences, as I assumed I could never get hurt (after-all these years); Now, as life slowly creeps and crawls its way into my system, I find myself stranded, I find myself weak, against an invisible force, I feel trapped, bound by the shackles of existence; under a dark twilight, I slowly slip back into the darkness, that I...
Breaking Down (Into the Darkness) - published by Poetry of Life
come away with me to paradise, where we can watch the stars twinkle, as we cuddle up in the salty sands, drenched in love;
This love poem is written for the love of my life. She completes me, she gives me so much depth into my life and makes me who I am today. it’s been a roller coaster journey, the last few months have been, thinking about everything and everyone, except us – you and me!
Come Away with Me - published by Poetry of Life
we used to be free, we used to walk through life like a breeze, i don’t know why, but life has been dragging us and keeping us busy; let’s leave everything behind for a day, let’s toss away the stresses and the pain away, hand in hand, you and i, come away with me ; come away with me to a place, where we can dance away our sorrows, under the bright moonlit skies, just you and me; come away with me to paradise, where we can watch the stars twinkle, as we cuddle up in the salty sands, drenched in love; come away with me to a place like no other, where our bodies slip against one anoth...
Come Away with Me - published by Poetry of Life
Updated on June 20, 2020.
Come Away with Me - published by Poetry of Life
feeling exhausted and feeling dead from within, i struggle and i struggle through this life, hoping for a silver lining, as i keep fighting the demons - inside my head and outside in life;
i lie here, exhausted and tired, chasing one dream after another, over here and over there; i sit quietly, alone in this room, with a smile to hide the demons inside me, trying to take control and trying to break the silence and the smile from within; one by one, i push them all away and i push (suppress) them all down, way down so that they don’t rise up again, but each that goes down, two rises up; feeling exhausted and feeling dead from within, i struggle and i struggle through this life, hoping for a silver lining, as i keep fighting the demons – inside my head and outside in life...
Demons - published by Poetry of Life
lying in the dark of the night, waiting for the sun (light), waiting for my chance to be free (once again), i am waiting and hoping;
Sitting in the dark of the night, in the midst of loneliness, reminiscing over memories of the days gone by; i used to frolic around, freely and without a worry, i used chase my dreams until the end; now every second of my life, is spent battling the demons, trying to shed and escape from the shackles that life has thrown over me; my world feels like its falling apart, as darkness roams freely within my mind, my tears of joy has now turned into tears of despair trapped in this mortal existence; lying in the dark of the night, waiting for the sun (light), waiting for my chance to be fre...
Waiting for the Sun - published by Poetry of Life
fragile and down again, i am trying to hide the storm that is raging inside me, trapped in this pitiful existence, staring at this long road of life;
i trudge along a long and winding road, with silence for company, sullen and sunk; staring into the distance, i ponder about this zombie like existence; standing along the edge, not able to give in or give up, my mind is at war with itself, and the road seems endlessly long; as the shadows merge with the darkness of the night, i count the street lights one by one, some broken, some lit, but they all seem dull and faded; too tired to walk, gone too far to come back, i want to be happy, but life is being a tough negotiator; why is it always like this with me? maybe i am cursed?
Existence - published by Poetry of Life
maybe i am the devil of my own doing? or maybe my time has run out? fragile and down again, i am trying to hide the storm that is raging inside me, trapped in this pitiful existence, i can only stare at this long road of life;
Existence - published by Poetry of Life
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Contact - published by Poetry of Life
As the cold winds blow from the north, a shiver runs through my spine, searching for a way to get out, i stumble back and forth into life; One moment i am marching towards the light at the end of the tunnel, Another moment i am crawling my way through darkness, eyes searching for something and w...
As the cold winds blow from the north, a shiver runs through my spine, searching for a way to get out, i stumble back and forth into life; One moment i am marching towards the light at the end of the tunnel, Another moment i am crawling my way through darkness, eyes searching for something and with outstretched hands hoping to grasp onto something and pull myself up; A million thoughts, a million ideas, alone and physically exhausted, i am just a robot going through life’s motions for a mundane existence; nowhere to go, i feel i am trapped, i look around and i see no one, friends and f...
Insanity - published by Poetry of Life
maybe one day? but time is my enemy, i stand at the edge and wonder, as i look down, wishing that something could happen, i feel like a bird without wings!
as the light slowly faded and the dark night engulfed the land, i sit here, hand in chin, wondering, confused, deep in thought about what it was and what might be; as the trees swayed to the gentle lullaby of the night, sleep was the last thing on my mind, restless mind and sombre thoughts manifest inside me; my life has always been a dream, a never ending chase, often taking me to hell and back, a dream that at times seem like a nightmare; as i sit here and count the scars, these tortured thoughts scream louder and louder in my mind, a mind filled with dreams is now just filled with chaos...
Dream (Bird Without Wings) - published by Poetry of Life
maybe one day? but time is my enemy, i stand at the edge and wonder, as i look down, wishing that something could happen, i feel like a bird without wings! image via
Dream (Bird Without Wings) - published by Poetry of Life
I am exhausted walking on life’s highway, trying to keep pace in this frantic journey i take 10 steps forward only to be dragged 20 steps backwards, by invisible hands that come out of nowhere. tearing me apart from within, i struggle to find a meaning to all this, why me? why now? what did i d...
I am exhausted walking on life’s highway, trying to keep pace in this frantic journey i take 10 steps forward only to be dragged 20 steps backwards, by invisible hands that come out of nowhere. tearing me apart from within, i struggle to find a meaning to all this, why me? why now? what did i do to deserve this? injustice? perhaps. unfair? most likely.
Why Me? - published by Poetry of Life
as the lights on the horizon grow dimmer and dimmer, my pace trickling down to a crawl i look for a sign, i seek out assistance, but all that i get is empty assurances; with one last heave, i pulled myself up and began this journey slowly, at my own pace, towards the horizon, unmindful of the speed the world is moving at, slowly, steadily and in the shadows where no one can see me! Why me? image via
Why Me? - published by Poetry of Life
image credit: http://relhom.deviantart.com/art/Lost-at-Sea-161101368 as the sun sets down on the horizon, i sit back up, trying to get a glimpse, of the journey ahead, in this vast, lifeless world! I am like a sailor, lost at sea, riding wave after wave of what the sea could throw at me, struggli...
image credit: http://relhom.deviantart.com/art/Lost-at-Sea-161101368 as the sun sets down on the horizon, i sit back up, trying to get a glimpse, of the journey ahead, in this vast, lifeless world! I am like a sailor, lost at sea, riding wave after wave of what the sea could throw at me, struggling to remain sane yet fighting hard to stay in this battle and, keeping a sharp lookout for land; thrown into this cold, barren watery world, by forces unknown, it has been one hell of a journey, i wandered through the currents, hoping to catch one that would take me home!
Lost at Sea - published by Poetry of Life
life, it seems, has a way of sneaking up when you least expect, throwing a spanner in the best laid plans, life, it seems, has a way of repeating itself, kind of resurrecting the mistakes of the past; as i sail on, into the sunset, yearning for a better tomorrow, lost in this sea of life, i fight to stay awake, i fight for another day!
Lost at Sea - published by Poetry of Life
I stare at the blank page, trying to write the thousand and one thoughts running through my mind; as i think to myself, about all that was, all that is and all that will be; fear takes over my senses, clouding my thoughts, fear of the unknown, fear of life; sometimes i want to run away from this ...
I stare at the blank page, trying to write the thousand and one thoughts running through my mind; as i think to myself, about all that was, all that is and all that will be; fear takes over my senses, clouding my thoughts, fear of the unknown, fear of life; sometimes i want to run away from this mad world, sometimes i wish i could do things differently, sometimes i wonder about a lot of things that i could have done, sometimes i worry i might be thinking too much; i feel like floating in a deep dark void, eaten away from the insides, ripped and bleeding, desperately clinging on to life; exh...
Fear of Life - published by Poetry of Life
clasped in a hot embrace, the heart starts pounding, as the passion rises, Our lips meet in unison;
Happy Valentine’s Day! This poem is written for her.
You and Me - published by Poetry of Life
Just you and me, hand in hand overlooking the gentle waves, with the bright moon and stars in full display, we stand hand in hand; as the night crawls on, i remember the day when you swept me off my feet, into the canyons of love and into the deep realms of dreamy nights; as we stand just you and I, it feels as if the world has come to a standstill, the moon looks down upon us, as i gently lean over to kiss you; as a sudden gust of wind rushed through the darkness, i pull you closer to me, pressing our bodies together, and my arms wrapped around you; clasped in a hot embrace, the heart star...
You and Me - published by Poetry of Life
Its a brand new year for a brand new beginning, but as i rejoice, i find myself drawn into a deep, dark corner, far away from the happiness and joy that graces the occasion. A brand new beginning with new fears and new tears, a faceless enemy waiting for the one mistake, waiting and watching from...
Its a brand new year for a brand new beginning, but as i rejoice, i find myself drawn into a deep, dark corner, far away from the happiness and joy that graces the occasion. A brand new beginning with new fears and new tears, a faceless enemy waiting for the one mistake, waiting and watching from the dark alley within me, a new fight but with the same enemy in my head; stuck between fear and hesitation, i fall silent, not sure of what to do, i listen, i focus, i tread; the hopes and dreams of a lonely soul, in an endless journey for happiness;
New Year, New Beginnings? - published by Poetry of Life
lonely, confused and sad, it feels as if I was just a shadow of the day, in light I exist and in darkness, i am gone! what am I searching for? when I have nothing else to search for! surrounded by all sides, I try my best to survive, but I have only 2 hands! I run, I run as fast I could, till I h...
lonely, confused and sad, it feels as if I was just a shadow of the day, in light I exist and in darkness, i am gone! what am I searching for? when I have nothing else to search for! surrounded by all sides, I try my best to survive, but I have only 2 hands! I run, I run as fast I could, till I have no breath and no roads left, but I end up where I started from; drowning in my bloodshed tears, searching for a place where I belong, I stand alone, wandering and wondering What am I supposed to do? Somewhere I Belong?
Somewhere I Belong? - published by Poetry of Life
it feels like yesterday when i remember the moment you taught me how to walk, how to talk and how to sing; a heart so golden and a soul so kind, finding someone like you is like searching for a needle in a haystack; love knows no boundaries and your love to me is priceless, words are never enough...
it feels like yesterday when i remember the moment you taught me how to walk, how to talk and how to sing; a heart so golden and a soul so kind, finding someone like you is like searching for a needle in a haystack; love knows no boundaries and your love to me is priceless, words are never enough to say, what i really feel;
Ode to My Grandmother - published by Poetry of Life
far away in the distant horizon, the sun slowly starts to set and makes way for the dark, moonless night; the wind gently gathers pace and starts to howl, awakening the demons within and outside, rousing them from their day-long slumber; as i look in the mirror, the pain surges through my veins, ...
far away in the distant horizon, the sun slowly starts to set and makes way for the dark, moonless night; the wind gently gathers pace and starts to howl, awakening the demons within and outside, rousing them from their day-long slumber; as i look in the mirror, the pain surges through my veins, slowly at first and then as it gathers steam, i realize i am going insane; my heart beats echo through the empty room, my heavy breathing resonates through the house, my head starts to spin as the thoughts come flooding in; i feel i am dying, i see nothing, i feel the end is getting closer and close...
The Curse - published by Poetry of Life
Alone i sit, reminiscing about the past, stuck in the present and wondering what the future has in store for me! i have been on this road before, many times, all alone and none to care for, but now things are different, things have changed; walking the line between sanity and insanity, carefully ...
Alone i sit, reminiscing about the past, stuck in the present and wondering what the future has in store for me!
Stars in the Dark - published by Poetry of Life
i have been on this road before, many times, all alone and none to care for, but now things are different, things have changed; walking the line between sanity and insanity, carefully balancing this little existence of life, fear, pain, happiness, frustration, anger, dreams, love and worry, all hidden beneath these sleepless eyes; scrambling through this barbed wire (of life), searching for a light in the darkness, screaming and fighting, weighed down by life’s many complications and expectations; as the night approaches, the storm has passed, for now, i try to sleep, i try to rest, as i ...
Stars in the Dark - published by Poetry of Life
i stare into this crazy world, waving a small white flag, hoping to find a truce to this madness, that is life; i wonder how can i be sane when my mind is constantly occupied by a barrage of things that life seems to be throwing at me, nonstop! i used to sit and watch the leaves fall, watch the p...
i stare into this crazy world, waving a small white flag, hoping to find a truce to this madness, that is life; i wonder how can i be sane when my mind is constantly occupied by a barrage of things that life seems to be throwing at me, nonstop! i used to sit and watch the leaves fall, watch the people scurrying about to find a meaning, searching for the unknown; now i am one of them, scurrying to find what i lost, searching for something that i know nothing about, yet something that is so essential to life or so they say;
White Flag - published by Poetry of Life
as the night goes by, i sit here, infront of the computer, sleepless, disturbed and staring into a blackhole; mumbling and thinking something, wondering why, wondering how, is life meant to be so confusing? wishing for something, that will shine a light at the darkness, i stumble through this wor...
as the night goes by, i sit here, infront of the computer, sleepless, disturbed and staring into a blackhole; mumbling and thinking something, wondering why, wondering how, is life meant to be so confusing?
Lonely Emotions - published by Poetry of Life
wishing for something, that will shine a light at the darkness, i stumble through this world; (lost) somewhere in the middle, thoughts echoing through a silent night, wandering aimlessly, trying to find a meaning; emotions that nobody can see, emotions that nobody can feel, emotions shipwrecked within; as my heart screams for mercy, my mind struggles to find a solution, alone and wishing for something, is it possible to wipe the slate clean and start afresh?
Lonely Emotions - published by Poetry of Life
As i watched, a boy tripped and fell, many laughed, few got up to help, i remained emotionless; A girl, as beautiful as the moon, a girl who had all the boys running behind her, looked at me and smiled, i looked at her expressionless; as i watched the world move around, with frantic pace, i wonde...
As i watched, a boy tripped and fell, many laughed, few got up to help, i remained emotionless; A girl, as beautiful as the moon, a girl who had all the boys running behind her, looked at me and smiled, i looked at her expressionless; as i watched the world move around, with frantic pace, i wondered if i should make the first move or should i wait for the world to become wiser? how will they react if i walk up and tell them i am not like them? what will they say if they find out i am different?
Acceptance - published by Poetry of Life
i have been called by many names; outcast, recluse, amongst many others, i never cared, i never bothered; A part of me says why should i need their stamp of acceptance? A part of me says why can’t they accept me for who i am? While another part remains confused, just like me! ——————————————————————- This can be interpreted in many ways depending on how one reads it.
Acceptance - published by Poetry of Life
Its all a bit of mystery, a time of happiness, a fear of the unknown, bobbling up and down in the sea of life; in a room full of emptiness, i am lost, searching for something, i do not know, searching for something, that is already within; confused, tensed, happy, sad, torn, broken, scared, jubil...
Its all a bit of mystery, a time of happiness, a fear of the unknown, bobbling up and down in the sea of life; in a room full of emptiness, i am lost, searching for something, i do not know, searching for something, that is already within; confused, tensed, happy, sad, torn, broken, scared, jubilant, its a barrage of emotions, trying to drown me in a sea of sorrow; is it a fear of the unknown tomorrow? or is it a confusion of the present? maybe it is about what happened yesterday?
Prisoner of Emotions - published by Poetry of Life
obessesed by a dream of better life, i am searching for nothing, i am being led astray from one to another, dragging me to the depths of hell and to the highs of heaven; unable to find the power to fight, i feel myself being dragged, against my wishes, and made into a prisoner of emotions;
Prisoner of Emotions - published by Poetry of Life
for too many years, i watched as life tossed me here and there, up and down; i told myself, it is all a game, one minute i might seem to be a winner, and the next i might finish as the runner-up; spinning, turning, tumbling, tossed up in air, kicked into the ground, it was a bitter fight to take ...
for too many years, i watched as life tossed me here and there, up and down; i told myself, it is all a game, one minute i might seem to be a winner, and the next i might finish as the runner-up; spinning, turning, tumbling, tossed up in air, kicked into the ground, it was a bitter fight to take control; take control of life, that is meant to be mine, a life full of happiness and joy, but caught in the middle of a raging war; years of fighting has taken its toll, as i sit and watch my life, fight with every tool and nail, a glimmer of hope surfaces; a little bundle of joy, kicking and screa...
Battle of Life - published by Poetry of Life
————————————————— Written for and after the birth of my son recently;
Battle of Life - published by Poetry of Life
the heart is bruised, the events of last few days has taken its toll, broken, bruised and confused, will it heal or will it remain broken? forgotten and left behind, tears stream down my face, as i come to terms with how far you have gone. pretending i am ok, i carry on during the day, but as the...
the heart is bruised, the events of last few days has taken its toll, broken, bruised and confused, will it heal or will it remain broken? forgotten and left behind, tears stream down my face, as i come to terms with how far you have gone. pretending i am ok, i carry on during the day, but as the sun sets, i am a complete wreck! nothing seems to be quite right, a meaningful life now turned into a clueless existence, as i sit here surrounded by sadness and regret; alone and cold, as i look at the full moon above, lost in game of love today, hoping to be back stronger tomorrow!
Lost Love - published by Poetry of Life
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Lost Love - published by Poetry of Life
here i am – happy and sad, lonely and confused, my life’s boring phase has just started, i am almost there yet i am not even close; as i put my face against the window, sitting and watching the dark, pregnant clouds, it feels as though the skies are shedding tears on me, as the raindrops fall...
here i am – happy and sad, lonely and confused, my life’s boring phase has just started, i am almost there yet i am not even close; as i put my face against the window, sitting and watching the dark, pregnant clouds, it feels as though the skies are shedding tears on me, as the raindrops fall gently to the ground; it’s funny how life goes, up, up and up one day, down, down and deep down the next, like a roller coaster; i often wish that life would treat me with a little bit more respect, but here i am, being tossed around like a monkey in a circus; as the raindrops turn into a downpou...
Raindrops - published by Poetry of Life
Looking out of the window, as the sun slowly hides beneath the horizon, the darkness creeps and crawls its way upon the land; i have been waiting for years, haunted by memories, going round and round, in this vicious circle of life; as the music fades away, i look around to spot any familiar face...
Looking out of the window, as the sun slowly hides beneath the horizon, the darkness creeps and crawls its way upon the land; i have been waiting for years, haunted by memories, going round and round, in this vicious circle of life; as the music fades away, i look around to spot any familiar faces, it seems i am here all alone, trying to make sense of this crazy thing called life; how long does it take? to solve this puzzle called life? how much more longer, if only i knew!
Survive - published by Poetry of Life
like a bird in a cage, as i sit and stare into another day, its getting harder and harder, to be in control yet feel helpless; yet, i have been waiting for years, it made no sense, maybe this is what my life is? as i look into an unknown horizon, the promise of a happy ending tempts me back, and i choose to survive to have another go at this thing called Life! ——————————————————————- Title is inspired by the song “Survival” by the band Muse. image credit: freelancefolder.com
Survive - published by Poetry of Life
There is nothing left to do, everything that was once mine, is someone else’s and my heart is now empty, just an empty cavity; there’s nowhere left to hide, there she stood, watching and smiling, ready to pounce on me; as i walked away from her, slowly at first, she started to follow me, so i...
There is nothing left to do, everything that was once mine, is someone else’s and my heart is now empty, just an empty cavity; there’s nowhere left to hide, there she stood, watching and smiling, ready to pounce on me; as i walked away from her, slowly at first, she started to follow me, so i ran, i ran as fast as i could, but there she was, just a few feet away; back home and in my sleep, she was there hauting me in my dreams, her face, her laughter and her voice, echoing through the subconscious mind ; the memory of her beauty remains etched in mine, i wake up to find her gone, i sear...
Hand in Hand - published by Poetry of Life
A feeling of emptiness, amidst laugher and joy, it feels so hollow; deep down inside, as my mind drifts away to a world full of dreams and unimaginable possibilites; as i stare listlessly into this matrix, the beating of my heart reverberates through my soul, emotions trying to take control and i...
A feeling of emptiness, amidst laugher and joy, it feels so hollow; deep down inside, as my mind drifts away to a world full of dreams and unimaginable possibilites; as i stare listlessly into this matrix, the beating of my heart reverberates through my soul, emotions trying to take control and i realize i am running on empty; exhausted, i try not to think, as the clouds pass by, i wonder if this tree of life has ceased to have a meaning; as the battle to live goes on, in silence i sit in the shadows, for the scars to fade away and paint my dreams afresh; ———————————...
Tree of Life - published by Poetry of Life
I am supposed to be happy, on the brink of something new, exciting and life changing, a moment of unprecedented magnitude; but here i am sulking, sad, angry and confused, it’s as if happiness and sadness are waging a pitched battle in my mind; i sat watching, numb, cold and powerless, as my spi...
I am supposed to be happy, on the brink of something new, exciting and life changing, a moment of unprecedented magnitude; but here i am sulking, sad, angry and confused, it’s as if happiness and sadness are waging a pitched battle in my mind; i sat watching, numb, cold and powerless, as my spirit tried desperately to broker peace, i feel like i am trapped, stuck in the middle; scared inside, the pain refuses to let go, as my world comes crashing down from within, i try desperately to claw my way back in, for one more attempt at life; a life that has all promises, a life that is mine to l...
The War Within - published by Poetry of Life
walking up and down the corridor, waiting for you, i begin to realize how much i love you! together in happiness and sorrow, through the rain and the sun, holding hands together, we walked the earth; my heart starts pounding everytime you come near, and as i look into those eyes, i get lost; lost...
walking up and down the corridor, waiting for you, i begin to realize how much i love you! together in happiness and sorrow, through the rain and the sun, holding hands together, we walked the earth; my heart starts pounding everytime you come near, and as i look into those eyes, i get lost; lost into a world of passion, just you and me, a tender kiss under the moon light, as i hold you tight; as i stand here now, pacing up and down, it was just you and me, and now it is you, me and us! —————- image credit: castleandthings.com.au
You, Me and Us - published by Poetry of Life
i was told it was love, a madness i was not willing to be drawn into, but the symptons said something else, i was told it was only love; my legs felt wobbly when she came near, i used to gaze at the ceiling, thinking all day of the times that i could spend with her, thinking within me; i lost mys...
i was told it was love, a madness i was not willing to be drawn into, but the symptons said something else, i was told it was only love; my legs felt wobbly when she came near, i used to gaze at the ceiling, thinking all day of the times that i could spend with her, thinking within me; i lost myself around her, i lost track of time, sense and everything else, including courage (to tell her) when she was near; and there i was with a valentine’s day card clutched in my hand to make my love public, tell her i loved her and wanted to spend my life with her, and there i was ready to jump into ...
Love or Infatuation? - published by Poetry of Life
or was it just infatuation? i do not know, now! ———————————————————————————————— image credit: http://julialimjulia.blogspot.in/2011/01/difference-between-infatuation-and-love.html
Love or Infatuation? - published by Poetry of Life
sitting in the room, thinking about everything so far, i am beginning to wonder if life is supposed to be like this; high on a pedestal one day, kissing the dirt the next, the balance keeps tilting from the good to the bad; nobody said life would be easy and simple, but nobody said life can be so...
sitting in the room, thinking about everything so far, i am beginning to wonder if life is supposed to be like this; high on a pedestal one day, kissing the dirt the next, the balance keeps tilting from the good to the bad; nobody said life would be easy and simple, but nobody said life can be so hard, struggling through a hazy cloud of confusion, life seems a bitch; one hand giving things not asked, while the other not giving things asked, it’s like taking one step forward, and two steps backward; disheartened and feeling the blues, the road to happiness seems to be enigmatic, in this cr...
Confused - published by Poetry of Life
One, two, three, four, five, ten, twenty, thirty, forty… time ticks on slowly, minute by minute; as i pace up and down the corridor, i cannot help wonder how long? how much longer should i be waiting? as i wait, the stars have come out, and the moon shines bright, and the cold wind brushes agai...
One, two, three, four, five, ten, twenty, thirty, forty… time ticks on slowly, minute by minute; as i pace up and down the corridor, i cannot help wonder how long? how much longer should i be waiting?
I Am Waiting - published by Poetry of Life
as i wait, the stars have come out, and the moon shines bright, and the cold wind brushes against my chin; When you came into my life, it was a dream come true, two identical minds, joined together by fate for eternity; sitting here with a memory, of you and me, of the happy times and the sad ones, the ups and downs, of passionate embraces and tender kisses, loving words and romantic nights; waiting, to hold you in my embrace once again, the memories etched deep into my consciousness, it’s been so long now, so long that you have been gone; gazing out of the window, i am still trapped in...
I Am Waiting - published by Poetry of Life
woke up every morning, my lips on your cheek, a sleepy smile and the chase began; as i ran towards the invisible goal, it seemed so far away, yet i ran for years and years, expecting it to be near, but getting fooled again and again; i should have stopped, maybe i should have listened to you, as ...
woke up every morning, my lips on your cheek, a sleepy smile and the chase began; as i ran towards the invisible goal, it seemed so far away, yet i ran for years and years, expecting it to be near, but getting fooled again and again; i should have stopped, maybe i should have listened to you, as i kept running towards it, i slowly faded away from your memories, every minute and every second; now as i stand in the middle, exhausted, tired and clueless, i turn around to see how far i have come, and all i see is emptiness; lonely, scared and plagued by indecision, I stand here in the middle of...
Without You, I’m Nothing - published by Poetry of Life
should i leave it all and go forward? or should i stay here, hoping you would catchup with me? or should i take the long walk back home to be with you? far away from what i know, running towards what i do not know, wondering if i will ever see you again, Without You, I’m Nothing. ———————————————————————————– Without you I’m nothing. With you, I’m something. Together, we’re everything
Without You, I’m Nothing - published by Poetry of Life
the sound of silence grows, every minute feels like a hour, every hour feels like a day, as I sit in in the cold light of morning; its far too late, too late to pick up my heart from the floor, as it lay in pieces, right where you threw it yesterday night; little by little, strangers became frien...
the sound of silence grows, every minute feels like a hour, every hour feels like a day, as I sit in in the cold light of morning; its far too late, too late to pick up my heart from the floor, as it lay in pieces, right where you threw it yesterday night; little by little, strangers became friends, friends became lovers, and suddenly, lovers became strangers; I am lying here, lying next to where you left me in pieces, can’t move, can’t scream, with only silence for company; the tick tock of the clock and, the beat of my heart grows louder and louder, shrouded by a mystery, I feel so al...
Alone - published by Poetry of Life
Alone
Alone - published by Poetry of Life
lonely and sad my mood again swings with a wish that if I had wings in a flash I would fly high and high in the sky happy and free in the clouds where glee and joy knew no bounds to a land unknown of grief and dismay and make my heart feel happy and gay where anger and frown never stayed a while ...
lonely and sad my mood again swings with a wish that if I had wings in a flash I would fly high and high in the sky happy and free in the clouds where glee and joy knew no bounds to a land unknown of grief and dismay and make my heart feel happy and gay where anger and frown never stayed a while and faces around were glued with a smile but in my head now i hear a scream its time to come out of the dream into the world full of bodies without a soul and in their hearts a deep dark hole this is nothing but a pity that now I’am back into reality with no clouds around and no wings stress and b...
I Wish I Could Fly - published by Poetry of Life
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I Wish I Could Fly - published by Poetry of Life
just you and me, holding hands and looking into each other’s eyes, it’s been a while, it’s been a long time; lost in this madness of life, closer but farther away, from each other, i don’t know what to do; alone and lost, this dream is all that keeps me alive, keeps me and you alive, wait...
just you and me, holding hands and looking into each other’s eyes, it’s been a while, it’s been a long time; lost in this madness of life, closer but farther away, from each other, i don’t know what to do; alone and lost, this dream is all that keeps me alive, keeps me and you alive, waiting for the moment it becomes a reality; counting the days, to meet you on the other side, high above the world, over and over in my mind; i close my eyes and i see you there, i drift away to sleep and you are there, waiting for me to escape reality and dive into this dream, where you and me, togeth...
Together - published by Poetry of Life
if only we could float away, up, up and away to a new place and start all over again leaving all this chaos and confusion behind; every night i close my eyes and try to forget the life as it is meaningless, void, confused and stuck in a race that no one wins; me versus the world, fighting for wha...
if only we could float away, up, up and away to a new place and start all over again leaving all this chaos and confusion behind; every night i close my eyes and try to forget the life as it is meaningless, void, confused and stuck in a race that no one wins; me versus the world, fighting for what is not worth fighting for, through chaos, underneath a stormy cloud, for happiness etched only in paper; so little time, so much to do, walking on a tightrope (with the devil waiting to grab you) that sways with each step, its a battle of survival, a battle of wits and a battle to find happiness; ...
Paradise - published by Poetry of Life
thunder and lightning, it’s been raining all night, standing under an umbrella, i am drenched to the bone; its’ been like this for quite sometime, cloudy and overcast, dark clouds lingering in the horizon, threatening to flood the land below; drawing a parallel, my life has been like this, da...
thunder and lightning, it’s been raining all night, standing under an umbrella, i am drenched to the bone; its’ been like this for quite sometime, cloudy and overcast, dark clouds lingering in the horizon, threatening to flood the land below; drawing a parallel, my life has been like this, dark, gloomy and overcast, ready to burst anytime; i tried to take shelter, i tried to do things that will protect me, i tried and i did, but i could not escape; stuck, as i am, deeply into it, the dark forces of life seem to be taking control of MY LIFE and pushing me towards the brink; i tried to ru...
Overcast - published by Poetry of Life
as the sun rises, like a zombie, trapped in this dream i watch life pass by; i wandered alone, fighting all that came in my way, struggling to make sense of this war, that does not seem to stop; a shell of what i used to be, i wear a mask to hide me from the vultures that prowl all around, wantin...
as the sun rises, like a zombie, trapped in this dream i watch life pass by; i wandered alone, fighting all that came in my way, struggling to make sense of this war, that does not seem to stop; a shell of what i used to be, i wear a mask to hide me from the vultures that prowl all around, wanting something to chew on; no emotion, no pain and, no happiness, just a haunted emptiness; yelling and screaming, hiding behind closed doors, watching life pass by with my empty eyes; alone i sit, in the grip of darkness, as the arms of silence slowly engulf me, a strange numbess takes over me;
Numb - published by Poetry of Life
I tried too hard to be noticed, I tried to be someone I was not; waiting and waiting I watch time slowly tick away as another day dawns I watch the world scurry around; I wanted to be someone, I wanted to be famous, I wanted life and I wanted love; I wanted a lot of things that were out of reac...
I tried too hard to be noticed, I tried to be someone I was not; waiting and waiting I watch time slowly tick away as another day dawns I watch the world scurry around; I wanted to be someone, I wanted to be famous, I wanted life and I wanted love; I wanted a lot of things that were out of reach as I sink in slowly under the weight of expectations; I tried to be what they wanted me to be, I tried to be what I was not meant to be; I tried too hard I pushed too far and I went too far; with a forced smile, and a fake laughter to cover my tracks I escape into the shadows and try to fight th...
Escape into the Shadows - published by Poetry of Life
I sit here with a smile on my face, I smile as I breathe in deep, I smile as I close my eyes and I smile all day long; the sky is dark, as the freezing winds seep into my bones, I sit here smiling silently cold and empty; I wait here frozen in time, with my dreams torn apart, my heart encased in ...
I sit here with a smile on my face, I smile as I breathe in deep, I smile as I close my eyes and I smile all day long; the sky is dark, as the freezing winds seep into my bones, I sit here smiling silently cold and empty; I wait here frozen in time, with my dreams torn apart, my heart encased in a tomb, I smile to mask my true emotions; smile is all that I do day in and day out, the mask that I wear is so perfect, one needs to come a lot closer, to see the tears trickling down my eyes; the days are long, the nights longer still.
A Broken Smile - published by Poetry of Life
I try to find the light, but find comfort only in the dark; emotions swell inside, walking on a broken path, I look up for the rainbow hoping that one day I will get off this broken path and onto a new one; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – A broken smile is a smile that is false to hide the pain inside!!!
A Broken Smile - published by Poetry of Life
just another random thought, sitting in the silence of my disturbed thoughts, i refused to think about it; i closed my eyes, tried to shut it tight, carried everywhere by the wind, it seemed so real and so true; gazing deeply into the pool of water, i see my face staring back in amazement and in ...
just another random thought, sitting in the silence of my disturbed thoughts, i refused to think about it; i closed my eyes, tried to shut it tight, carried everywhere by the wind, it seemed so real and so true; gazing deeply into the pool of water, i see my face staring back in amazement and in wonder at the emotions that i am overcome with; drawing me closer and closer, stirred by the depth of passion, torn between the life that is and the life that will be, i struggle; trying to find a solution, i try to claw my way out, i try to fight the feelings and all the emotions i have been overco...
Prisoner of Love - published by Poetry of Life
i have come a long way to a distant place far far away from where i used to live and from what i used to do; Life is a rosy dream, happiness and joy aplenty, everything that i wanted and everything is as i had hoped for; Everything is as i had hoped for, everything is as i had longed for, everyth...
i have come a long way to a distant place far far away from where i used to live and from what i used to do; Life is a rosy dream, happiness and joy aplenty, everything that i wanted and everything is as i had hoped for; Everything is as i had hoped for, everything is as i had longed for, everything is except for the turmoil that plagues me inside every day; I sleep, i smile, i laugh, i play, i eat and i live in a constant state of fear, a fear that i did not ask for, and one that i did not longed for; killing me from inside, silently screaming for it to stop, i am devoured by my own inner ...
A State of Mind - published by Poetry of Life
Soft and gentle without a cause, running towards a light that moves Where to go after a pain like this and what to do It’s hard to say the right thing at the right time when all you want to do is express who you are. Pain, sorrow and anger is all words create sometimes. How do you know when to ...
Soft and gentle without a cause, running towards a light that moves Where to go after a pain like this and what to do It’s hard to say the right thing at the right time when all you want to do is express who you are. Pain, sorrow and anger is all words create sometimes. How do you know when to say a word or keep your mouth shut?
Words - published by Poetry of Life
Kind words are less spoken in these times and more and more people are hurt by it than actions It dries a heart that was ones filled with love for others and now where does it lead – To dust and dust alone; Caring has been put aside and anger and deceit has risen instead why does this occur in such a violent way It opens doors that should have been kept shut and closes doors that should be open; One brick at a time they say In the end the wall around you will be finished and you’ll be safe from the world outside Now the choice is, who to let in and who to keep out So many people so litt...
Words - published by Poetry of Life
All you see is a fading life, from colour to grey and grey to black Slowly but surely life will seize to exist and home is where I’m headed and no one can stop it; What is words if there is no meaning. Words from the heart is better said than words without a heart;
Words - published by Poetry of Life
Why, as the world spins, do I stand? Still as the leaves, when there is no wind, Why does it hurt so much? When everything you believe in, feels right, Why am I falling? When everything around me is rising with the sun, Why look for pain? When there is none, Is heaven a place on Earth? Or does it...
Why, as the world spins, do I stand? Still as the leaves, when there is no wind, Why does it hurt so much? When everything you believe in, feels right, Why am I falling? When everything around me is rising with the sun, Why look for pain? When there is none, Is heaven a place on Earth? Or does it come from the heart, Every breath I take, is another fire, burning up inside, I know that sometimes the truth hurts, but don’t ever let it slide. Am I the only one, who takes pride in the little things?
You’re Never Alone - published by Poetry of Life
The colour of the sky at dawn, The feeling, knowing you’ve got something to give, Even though they spit in your fire, The freedom to run the waves, whenever the time is right, The joy, of taking pride in who you are, Even though they try and scar, The flame of the candle, dancing in the window pane, You are fulfilled; you have nothing more to gain. Is there another part of me? A part I do not know, Whatever the future holds, I cannot tell yet, But I can now see the glow, A shimmer of light, A glimmer of hope, In everything I do.
You’re Never Alone - published by Poetry of Life
Feel every moment you live, For you do not know, When the sun will stop rising, Become who you were born to be, For everyone is here for a reason, Discover the meaning of life, You will know when you’ve found it, The warm heart, and sound of tiny toes, Pitt-pattering on the floor, The sound of giggling and laughter, Where there was none before. Feel love, when you give, Not only when you get, I ask for one thing, Don’t leave this world yet, You have many more things to discover, The light is upon you, And remember… You’re never alone.
You’re Never Alone - published by Poetry of Life
it has been never been like this, not quite sure of what i want don’t know what more that i need to do, feels like a soul devoid of life; one moment my joy knew no bounds, a new beginning is what i got, a new meaning to a lonely existence, i was happy; as reality dawned on me, i felt my happine...
it has been never been like this, not quite sure of what i want don’t know what more that i need to do, feels like a soul devoid of life; one moment my joy knew no bounds, a new beginning is what i got, a new meaning to a lonely existence, i was happy; as reality dawned on me, i felt my happiness come crashing down, all in one big thud, i wondered if my luck was anything but bad; i try to find a reason, i try to find a cure, i tried all that was possible, but it feels as if my life has come to a standstill; i don’t want to give up, i don’t want to cave in so easily, so i am desperatel...
Life is at a standstill - published by Poetry of Life
i remember the days when my mind used to be overrun with emotions and thoughts of all things good and the worst; as time went by, with each new day, and with a brand new life to look forward to, my mind emptied itself in a flash, just like that; with a cup of coffee in hand, i sit back and think ...
i remember the days when my mind used to be overrun with emotions and thoughts of all things good and the worst; as time went by, with each new day, and with a brand new life to look forward to, my mind emptied itself in a flash, just like that; with a cup of coffee in hand, i sit back and think about the yesteryears, smiling at the change that has taken over me and the life that i have been blessed with now; strolling down the memory lane, unafraid of the future, blinded by the ecstasy of living eventually, with eyes wide open, i’ve come to understand, that some things, including life, c...
Ecstasy of Living - published by Poetry of Life
– Booker T. Washington You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life. – Albert Camus The fear of life is the favorite disease of the 20th century. – William Lyon Phelps
Ecstasy of Living - published by Poetry of Life
lying awake in the middle of the night when the world is almost dead with the rain drops dripping one by one it feels as if the sky is raining my tears; fear, that’s what keeping me awake, as I close my eyes and try to slam it shut, it begins to creep and crawl all over my senses, starting with...
lying awake in the middle of the night when the world is almost dead with the rain drops dripping one by one it feels as if the sky is raining my tears; fear, that’s what keeping me awake, as I close my eyes and try to slam it shut, it begins to creep and crawl all over my senses, starting with the most obvious and branching out to all corners of the mind; why? what? how?
The Anxiety of the Unknown - published by Poetry of Life
so many questions, yet very few answers, as the mind spins its intricate web over my confidence, leaving me high and dry, gasping for breath and keeping me wide awake; as I lay on my back with my hands under my head, staring at the darkened ceiling, uncertain and confused; it was not supposed to be like this, no one mentioned a word about this, staring vacantly at the darkened ceiling, I could not sleep; trying not to lose myself, my mind keeps thinking about the if’s and the probabilities, without a care about the present; and in the end, it was all a little too much to take, as the fear...
The Anxiety of the Unknown - published by Poetry of Life
– Ovid —————————————————————————————
The Anxiety of the Unknown - published by Poetry of Life
sitting at home, everything is fine, as the days pass by one by one, some long, some slow; I talk to myself quiet and low, elegies of my heart and soul… a shiver, a sigh, soft words whispered in the dark, my senses are mixed already, unable to differentiate between a sound or a smell or a touch...
sitting at home, everything is fine, as the days pass by one by one, some long, some slow; I talk to myself quiet and low, elegies of my heart and soul… a shiver, a sigh, soft words whispered in the dark, my senses are mixed already, unable to differentiate between a sound or a smell or a touch or a taste; I keep dreaming of a time, my fingers intertwined with you, an everlasting joy of time, heart skipping a beat here and there; as I sit here thinking sweet thoughts of you lustful images make my heart palpitate uncontrollably; trembling uncontrollably the heat continues to rise as I clos...
Love is a Strange Thing - published by Poetry of Life
———————————————————————– Love makes life so confusing, but without love would you really want to live? – Author Unknown
Love is a Strange Thing - published by Poetry of Life
it all started with a dream, just a tiny little seed, planted within the realm of the subconscious where my (our) heart lies; a desire to have a good life, to love and be loved, together with the one who completes this circle of existence; standing hand in hand under the twilight sky i can see...
it all started with a dream, just a tiny little seed, planted within the realm of the subconscious where my (our) heart lies; a desire to have a good life, to love and be loved, together with the one who completes this circle of existence; standing hand in hand under the twilight sky i can see it from your eyes and i can’t dismiss this feeling; beneath the darkened sky, your lips against mine, stealing small kisses passion flying from each cell, locked in a embrace and trying to catch a breathe, feeling only the pounding of a restless heart; sitting next to you, your head resting upon ...
Star Gazing - published by Poetry of Life
darkness spreads and the city lights flickered on one by one, on a cloudy cool night, perched all the way above, the view was magnificent; lonely raindrops falling from the clouds hanging overhead, the insects swarming around the light, next to me, she sits holding my soul captive, her eyes conta...
darkness spreads and the city lights flickered on one by one, on a cloudy cool night, perched all the way above, the view was magnificent; lonely raindrops falling from the clouds hanging overhead, the insects swarming around the light, next to me, she sits holding my soul captive, her eyes contained the very key that turns me on; under a star filled sky, tonight’s the night as i feel the warmth of your hands, shooting stars keep passing me by as I watch the night sky with you by my side, the only wish I have left is that we could be like this for an eternity; lost in this moment with you...
On Top of the World - published by Poetry of Life
the first day i saw you i feared i am not good enough for you the first day we spoke i feared i would turn into a fool the day i said “i love you” i feared you would say no the day you went out of town i feared i would go mental the day we fought i feared we would never talk the day we slept ...
the first day i saw you i feared i am not good enough for you the first day we spoke i feared i would turn into a fool the day i said “i love you” i feared you would say no the day you went out of town i feared i would go mental the day we fought i feared we would never talk the day we slept alone i feared i would sleep alone for the rest of my life the day i saw you with another man i feared i am not a better man the day we parted ways i feared i would never live again days turned into weeks weeks turned into months the days i feared i would never live again i forgot how to live standi...
Veil of Fear - published by Poetry of Life
the first 25 lines represents a different person and the last 10 lines represents another “new” person :). In the first scenario, i feared. In the second one, after i have overcome my fear, i find her (this new person) “engulfed” in the same fear. Some nice quotes on fear: Japenese proverb Fear is only as deep as the mind allows. Dostoyevsky Taking a new step, uttering a new word, is what people fear most. Marilyn Manson One hates what one fears. Bertrand Russell To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Veil of Fear - published by Poetry of Life
David Seabury Fear of self is the greatest of all terrors, the deepest of all dread, the commonest of all mistakes. From it grows failure. Because of it, life is a mockery. Out of it comes despair. Louis E. Boone Don’t fear failure so much that you refuse to try new things. The saddest summary of a life contains three descriptions: could have, might have, and should have. Anonymous Fear is the prison of the heart.
Veil of Fear - published by Poetry of Life
words spoken none, tears have all dried up, the time has come for us to part we’re all on a journey to find the meaning, to find our place in this ocean of life! standing on the edge i wish i could turn back the clocks to take us back in time to the good old days we have always been together fr...
words spoken none, tears have all dried up, the time has come for us to part we’re all on a journey to find the meaning, to find our place in this ocean of life!
That Much is True! - published by Poetry of Life
standing on the edge i wish i could turn back the clocks to take us back in time to the good old days we have always been together from the good days to the bad times never leaving alone for a minute; looking back to the days when nothing else mattered i can’t believe life goes so fast only pictures remind us of the past with the waves of life pushing me forward and away from you this is my feeble attempt to thank you for all that you have done; say sorry for all the wrongs i have done; because in my life, through all the ups and downs, you are my sister and that much is true!
That Much is True! - published by Poetry of Life
——————————————————————- To my 2 sisters (who will not be reading this) and to all others who are like my sister. ——————————————————————-
That Much is True! - published by Poetry of Life
disconnected from the world tonight with my mind blank and seemingly shut tight this emptiness that i feel all around me, seems all the more familiar; choking me from the inside, my heart bundled up in my throat, i could not say a word, speechless, is all that i have become; not a long left befor...
disconnected from the world tonight with my mind blank and seemingly shut tight this emptiness that i feel all around me, seems all the more familiar; choking me from the inside, my heart bundled up in my throat, i could not say a word, speechless, is all that i have become; not a long left before this agony turns into ecstasy, each day seems a bit longer than the previous one, yet each moment that takes a eon to pass by, makes it all worthwhile; shivers rush up my spine as the midnight air gently caress past, i lay on my back and count the stars twinkling in the moonlit sky, all alone; why...
Close to my Heart - published by Poetry of Life
Close to My Heart!!!
Close to my Heart - published by Poetry of Life
Every word of his fills me with glee Every stare of his energizes me He has oxygenized my dying soul And stole my heart on whole! Every unspoken word of his conveys a song Every smile of his showers affection The magic of this relation has been so strong My Heart echoes with his and I can sense t...
Every word of his fills me with glee Every stare of his energizes me He has oxygenized my dying soul And stole my heart on whole! Every unspoken word of his conveys a song Every smile of his showers affection The magic of this relation has been so strong My Heart echoes with his and I can sense the heavenly connection! I can’t believe that am cherishing the sweetness of his presence I pray God for him at every instance and wish life gives me a chance If not, my heart will be worn out in his absence!
Love is in the Air - published by Poetry of Life
Oh wary heart of mine It’s time to Rise and Shine! Let go off the past and do not take a U-Turn Live the moment of your choice Rewind the past only to learn and deafen the hurting noise! Oh wary heart of mine..Rise and Shine! Pray God for the strength to face Open up and stay awake… He’d sh...
Oh wary heart of mine It’s time to Rise and Shine! Let go off the past and do not take a U-Turn Live the moment of your choice Rewind the past only to learn and deafen the hurting noise! Oh wary heart of mine..Rise and Shine! Pray God for the strength to face Open up and stay awake… He’d shower blessings with lot of grace! Give your heart & soul and do not repeat the mistake! Oh wary heart of mine..Rise and Shine! Be a world to someone and help them smile Life is all about helping others Make their stay beautiful and worthwhile! After all they are your sisters and brothers!
Rise and Shine - published by Poetry of Life
Oh wary heart of mine..Rise and Shine!
Rise and Shine - published by Poetry of Life
Your smile lightens my heart and soul I find excuses only to ping you and strike a dialogue for nothing Wish we shared some more sweet nothings As I notice your name flashing on my mobile, my eyes sparkle and my voice sweetens more than anything All I want is talk and listen to you about everythi...
Your smile lightens my heart and soul I find excuses only to ping you and strike a dialogue for nothing Wish we shared some more sweet nothings As I notice your name flashing on my mobile, my eyes sparkle and my voice sweetens more than anything All I want is talk and listen to you about everything under sun Wish we shared a real roof instead of a virtual space The daily calls only to check if am doing okay, The never ending funny chat sessions, The long drives, The movies These tiny things will remain ever embarked on my heart Wish I had some more memories Your words melt my heart and made...
My Addiction - published by Poetry of Life
Your patient persona is what draws me closer to you every day Wish we met much earlier than before Life seems so beautiful when you shower this selfless affection on me Life seems worth living just for you Wish this togetherness never ends
My Addiction - published by Poetry of Life
thoughts flow through my head, as i wait to find the place where i belong, waiting in line for a long time, my patience slowly ebbing away; searching for a way to find that special place for me, that place where i can fly, the place where i feel free, that place thats my own, the place where im t...
thoughts flow through my head, as i wait to find the place where i belong, waiting in line for a long time, my patience slowly ebbing away; searching for a way to find that special place for me, that place where i can fly, the place where i feel free, that place thats my own, the place where im totally free is right by your side, when its just you and me; challenges i met along the way, embrace my life with trepidation.
Change of Heart - published by Poetry of Life
but, a changed person, i am today; suddenly the world is different, the world is new, the world is a place perfect for me and you; and suddenly everything fits, the world seems like a perfect place, i’m no longer alone, and my life doesn’t seem to be such a waste; ———————————————————————————— The most powerful agent of growth and transformation is something much more basic than any technique: a change of heart. – John Welwood Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself. – Leo Tolstoy
Change of Heart - published by Poetry of Life
watching the full moon shining brightly up in the dark sky i can’t resist drawing a parallel to my life; one complete circle it has come, what started as a small thing has now been completed and finished with the next stage already in motion; just like a full moon, my life achieved its highest ...
watching the full moon shining brightly up in the dark sky i can’t resist drawing a parallel to my life; one complete circle it has come, what started as a small thing has now been completed and finished with the next stage already in motion; just like a full moon, my life achieved its highest peak and like all good things, it has come to an end, and slowly fades away into oblivion; bit by bit, it starts fading away bit by bit, slowly and steadily leaving a long lasting impression behind it is slowly moved out of context; life goes on, up and down, waning and waxing like a moon; just like...
Full Moon - published by Poetry of Life
Lost in a world so full of rights, Nobody cares to see my plight. Born as a child filled with a want, I am still the female gene nobody wants. Excluded from society Here I stand loosing my dignity. What more could i ask for than a life, But now I pray for my sacrifice. Day by day, I am a liabilit...
Lost in a world so full of rights, Nobody cares to see my plight. Born as a child filled with a want, I am still the female gene nobody wants. Excluded from society Here I stand loosing my dignity. What more could i ask for than a life, But now I pray for my sacrifice. Day by day, I am a liability, I stand now showing you my ability. I am the child you once rejected, And now all I ask is for you to take me back.
Do I belong? - published by Poetry of Life
a dream come true, on the verge of achieving the pinnacle of the only summit that i have not conquered till date, my joy knew no bounds; i am not a speaker, nor i express my happiness as freely as everyone else, but then that is me; unmoved by emotions, that flood so many others, i have till date...
a dream come true, on the verge of achieving the pinnacle of the only summit that i have not conquered till date, my joy knew no bounds; i am not a speaker, nor i express my happiness as freely as everyone else, but then that is me; unmoved by emotions, that flood so many others, i have till date resisted the pull and the push of it from overwhelming me; till date, till now, but as i now stand on what seems like a turning point, i am shocked, i am stunned; as the tv blares on in the background, my mind is just blank, nothing, it’s as if everything has been erased with one little swipe, st...
Speechless - published by Poetry of Life
its midnight and my eyes just staring at the wall opposite no sleep, no dreams, i sit and watch the drama unfolding before me; like an empty canvas waiting for an artist i wait in anticipation wondering when and wondering why; i did all i could, so i believe so, what is happening is beyond my gra...
its midnight and my eyes just staring at the wall opposite no sleep, no dreams, i sit and watch the drama unfolding before me; like an empty canvas waiting for an artist i wait in anticipation wondering when and wondering why; i did all i could, so i believe so, what is happening is beyond my grasp and i can only watch as a mere spectator; a mere spectator in my own life one moment its all the way up, the next its hanging in balance, the tension is nerve wracking; patience is all i have and patience is all that i need as i watch the things unfold and let things take shape at its own pace; i...
Tomorrow will be better than today - published by Poetry of Life
Knowing that your door was always wide open in the prime, And still open to rest a sleepy head at this end of time. Though not tied to wows promises and words of chain, And forgotten bonds with not even your name, With ink stains all dried up with the passage of time, Keeps running at the dis...
Knowing that your door was always wide open in the prime, And still open to rest a sleepy head at this end of time. Though not tied to wows promises and words of chain, And forgotten bonds with not even your name, With ink stains all dried up with the passage of time, Keeps running at the distance in the backyard of a mind. Its not what someone said or what the world thought, Still decades and distance between oceans seems nought, Words of honesty planted in a memory lane is what binds, Like natures light keeps aglow at the backyard of a mind.
Backyard Of A Mind - published by Poetry of Life
Tears of joy stain the face, life is too short as it runs by, An ever smiling eyes and a helping hand to a silent cry, Days of childhood full of fun and laughter that was kept, Down memory lane where with innocence was wept, A voice so sweet, silvery with the strength of true divine, Runs through gently on the backyard of a withering mind.
Backyard Of A Mind - published by Poetry of Life
A simple poem dedicated for my friend that I met 5 years ago online, and almost a year now that we haven’t talk anymore. I just wonder where could he be ,but I wish that he is okay. I wish he will read this. This is for you best friend. There is this man I met on net. He was so young and yes, s...
A simple poem dedicated for my friend that I met 5 years ago online, and almost a year now that we haven’t talk anymore. I just wonder where could he be ,but I wish that he is okay. I wish he will read this. This is for you best friend. There is this man I met on net. He was so young and yes, so sweet. He’s loving, kind and cares for me so much. He is so nice and understand me well His friendship I know is real. He is not afraid to tell me, when I’m wrong. He inspires me and tells me to stay strong. He never forgets to send me off lines. He keeps his id for me, always online.
My Online Best Friend - published by Poetry of Life
Sachin is the name I won’t forget. Knowing him well, I know I won’t regret. I may find another friend here on net. But Sachin is the name I won’t delete. Some friends may come and others may go. But I’m always here, I’m sure he knew, So come what may- or what other may say, Sachin will always be a real best friend to me.
My Online Best Friend - published by Poetry of Life
I can’t exactly remember how and when we first met… We always have a pleasant conversation every time we chat on net. Knowing me, knowing you is what we usually do. Trying to enjoy being together every minute or two. Sometimes you make me feel so comfortable with you. But knowing that you?...
I can’t exactly remember how and when we first met… We always have a pleasant conversation every time we chat on net. Knowing me, knowing you is what we usually do. Trying to enjoy being together every minute or two. Sometimes you make me feel so comfortable with you. But knowing that you’re so much younger than me- made me feel blushed that I listened to you. Then, I recalled… it all started with one Hi and one “HELLO.” Now that I know who really you are- The more things get so complicated. Because of one HELLO, love begins.
With One Hello - published by Poetry of Life
I tried not to fall for you but … The feeling is so strong and I can’t help it. But… I can’t love you Babe, The way that we should be. And you know the reason why. More so that I can’t hate you too- Which reminds me of the song… The trouble with “HELLO is GOODBYE” All I can say now, it hurts me so much. To walk away from you tonight. Because if things won’t work out right… I hate to say this but… it’s better to say “GOODBYE.” I can’t promise to be happy or not to cry babe… For there’s so much sadness and pain deep inside me.
With One Hello - published by Poetry of Life
And the hardest words to say when you truly love somebody- Is not goodnight babe, but …”GOODBYE!” Yes, because of one ‘HELLO’ love begin, But the trouble with ‘HELLO’ is also…. “GOODBYE”
With One Hello - published by Poetry of Life
today i sit and ponder i’ve reached farther than i ever dreamed possible, a time when i thought life was over only to start afresh at the stroke of dawn; bound by the unknown, i would break the shackles if i can just to go back to where it all began and rewrite the script with my own plan; trap...
today i sit and ponder i’ve reached farther than i ever dreamed possible, a time when i thought life was over only to start afresh at the stroke of dawn; bound by the unknown, i would break the shackles if i can just to go back to where it all began and rewrite the script with my own plan; trapped in a mire of reality words are all i have and words are all that i have to express my innermost desires; there are days when i stand and watch hoping to see myself as someone else and i long for this mirrored perspective to become a reality, one day; reality is nothing but a formality, creeping ...
Always some reason in madness - published by Poetry of Life
like the children behind the piper, to an unseen high of a meditative state i start looking foward from nothng to say to no language to express there is always some madness in love but there is also always some reason in madness;
Always some reason in madness - published by Poetry of Life
Dawn tinges the black sky, A glow beyond the dark of night. Impossible shades of gray, Then silver turning to gold. Beauty only GOD can provide, Trying to light the sadness of my empty soul. Awake. Night followed by day followed by night. Alone. TV blaring trying to fill the soundless space withi...
Dawn tinges the black sky, A glow beyond the dark of night. Impossible shades of gray, Then silver turning to gold. Beauty only GOD can provide, Trying to light the sadness of my empty soul. Awake. Night followed by day followed by night. Alone. TV blaring trying to fill the soundless space within. Thoughts of failure, self-worth, Can I fix what is broken? Do I even know what is broken? Am I meant to stay abandoned and alone until The night comes without a dawn? The blackened ropes of confusion and emptiness hold me captive.
Silver Salvation - published by Poetry of Life
There is no shade of gray to lift my heart, No silver salvation for my soul, There is no glorious gold of dawn for one so empty and alone.
Silver Salvation - published by Poetry of Life
The shattering of my heart when you said goodbye Is like the waves of the ocean crashing against the rocks….. I stood there in the doorway Begging you not you leave, But you looked at me and said nothing. Your silence shot through my body Strait through my heart heart Right to my soul, I was ta...
The shattering of my heart when you said goodbye Is like the waves of the ocean crashing against the rocks….. I stood there in the doorway Begging you not you leave, But you looked at me and said nothing. Your silence shot through my body Strait through my heart heart Right to my soul, I was taken aback. It was hard for me to breathe, I choked on my own words, It was like I was dying. All I could do was stand there with tears in my eyes And watch the very thing I tried so hard to build up Come crashing down on top of my head. Can’t you see what this is doing to me?
Broken Hearted - published by Poetry of Life
It breaks my heart that you can stand there and not say a word. No explintations, no reasoning, nothing. My body is shaking from the core within And I’m sick to my stomach. I can’t make sense of all this, and the more I try, the weaker I get. You finally look me in my face I notice you can’t look me in my eye. I want you to tell me everything will be fine. I want to know everything will be go back to the way it was. I want to know that you love me and won’t leave me, but tthe look of your face says different.
Broken Hearted - published by Poetry of Life
The look on your face says it’s all over The look in your eyes says you want out. The way you move says that you don’t love me anymore. My heart is breaking and I want to die. You walk to me and kiss me on the cheek and walk out the door. You’re gone like that., without a word. As you shut the door, I walk to the couch and lay down. I lay on the couch where we first kissed. I ball up like a baby and die from a broken heart.
Broken Hearted - published by Poetry of Life
I am a painter, and I like to paint pictures, But my pictures are made from words rather than paint! I brush and stroke the keys to lay the words down in front of me, I keep on painting until I get a good end result! My words capture a past time, or a moment, My words draw a picture of my hopes a...
I am a painter, and I like to paint pictures, But my pictures are made from words rather than paint! I brush and stroke the keys to lay the words down in front of me, I keep on painting until I get a good end result! My words capture a past time, or a moment, My words draw a picture of my hopes and my fears! Some words are from my wild imagination, Others are snapshots of my life through the years! I paint to get the thoughts out of my head, When they are visible they are easier to understand! My words paint for me a little picture, Pictures of Love, passing strangers and friends!
Painter - published by Poetry of Life
I paint pictures of the world that surrounds me, I paint pictures of the thoughts in my head, I paint pictures of my hesitations, and the things that I dream of, I paint pictures of things people have done and said! My words, I lay them bare in front of you, My pictures, might sometimes seem quite obscure, But every artist is entitled to use self expression, And my poems are an expression of ‘Myself’ for sure!
Painter - published by Poetry of Life
I like to express my lust, love, and longing, I like to release the tensions that I sometimes feel, I like to share my thoughts on all matters, By sharing, it somehow helps make things seem more real! I am a painter, and I like to pint pictures, But my pictures are made from words, rather than paint! I brush and stroke the keys to lay the words down in front of me, I keep on painting until I get a good end result! This picture is a self portrait of the artist, The artist sits thinking as the world spins around!
Painter - published by Poetry of Life
His eyes are closed and he is sitting there comfortably, His face is expressionless; there is no smile or no frown!
Painter - published by Poetry of Life
Big blue sky, Cold crisp December air, Soul alive, Spirits reigning high, Jingle bells and all that! Many a hangover is on the way, The post man will deliver, Nights we will feel the shiver, Nights sitting beside the Christmas tree! The end of the year grows near, Drowned out with over-eating and...
Big blue sky, Cold crisp December air, Soul alive, Spirits reigning high, Jingle bells and all that! Many a hangover is on the way, The post man will deliver, Nights we will feel the shiver, Nights sitting beside the Christmas tree! The end of the year grows near, Drowned out with over-eating and beer, A new year is just around the corner, It will soon be Goodbye 2009, Hello and Welcome 2010, And before we know it we’ll be basking in summer! But for now we have blue skies, Cold crisp December air, Jingle bells and all that!
The Season - published by Poetry of Life
Stuffed turkey, mash and Brussels sprouts, Smothered with thick gravy, Washed down by a nice wine, Oh Yeh, it’s Christmas time! Unwrapping your newest possessions, And watching the kids unwrap theirs, Your own childhood momentarily relived, Your child’s memory being written! Big blue sky, Cold crisp December air, Soul alive, Spirit reigning high, Jingle bells and all that! (MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!!!! Ho – Ho – Ho!) Big blue sky, Cold crisp December air, Soul alive, Spirits reigning high, Jingle bells and all that!
The Season - published by Poetry of Life
Many a hangover is on the way, The post man will deliver, Nights we will feel the shiver, Nights sitting beside the Christmas tree! The end of the year grows near, Drowned out with over-eating and beer, A new year is just around the corner, It will soon be Goodbye 2009, Hello and Welcome 2010, And before we know it we’ll be basking in summer! But for now we have blue skies, Cold crisp December air, Jingle bells and all that! Stuffed turkey, mash and Brussels sprouts, Smothered with thick gravy, Washed down by a nice wine, Oh Yeh, it’s Christmas time!
The Season - published by Poetry of Life
Unwrapping your newest possessions, And watching the kids unwrap theirs, Your own childhood momentarily relived, Your child’s memory being written! Big blue sky, Cold crisp December air, Soul alive, Spirit reigning high, Jingle bells and all that! (MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!!!! Ho – Ho – Ho!)
The Season - published by Poetry of Life
No matter how far the distance, No matter how tired and busy we are, No matter how much time will it take, Honey, I’ll wait for you for our love sake. I may not always be here for you, I may not always say, ” I love you ” But in my thoughts, my heart and soul, You will always be my knight i...
No matter how far the distance, No matter how tired and busy we are, No matter how much time will it take, Honey, I’ll wait for you for our love sake. I may not always be here for you, I may not always say, ” I love you ” But in my thoughts, my heart and soul, You will always be my knight in shining armor. There will always be trials and struggles in the road of life. There will always be songs sang out of tune. There will always be poems written and unread. Honey, your love will always find me waiting even in my deathbed.
True Love - published by Poetry of Life
“There is a part of us as must walks free, A part which you have named, To be yet unnamed, A part which carries a whisper, As a breath does life, A Whisper Of Love Too free to be tamed. It lies within us, as a shadow unseen, It flows before us, as a newborn stream, We stand in its wake, and fol...
“There is a part of us as must walks free, A part which you have named, To be yet unnamed, A part which carries a whisper, As a breath does life, A Whisper Of Love Too free to be tamed. It lies within us, as a shadow unseen, It flows before us, as a newborn stream, We stand in its wake, and follow its course, Wherever it leads, we, are its source. With force untold, it continues to flow, And in time, blankets the earth, An ocean knows no foe. Aye, this spirit, which you have named, No prison it knows, save love’s disdain.
Whisper of Love - published by Poetry of Life
Foul play and folly, accelerate its course, Towards sins, called yesterday, Which was its source. But, if we are to love, and experience love’s return, We must walk in aloneness, the spirited path, Totally free, from our companions concern, For to be alone, is to be totally free, And only those, who cherish their freedom, Fulfill, Life’s Destiny”… As you now, Mother, have done. ———————————————————————————– Poetic Tribute: To My Mother
Whisper of Love - published by Poetry of Life
Some things, are not meant to last. Some, were robbed and some were lost. Some, were displayed and sold, and… Some remains intact like a ring of gold. Things change and so do people. Friends left, and some just stop being friends Some just stay and hold you ’till the end, but… Some, you can...
Some things, are not meant to last. Some, were robbed and some were lost. Some, were displayed and sold, and… Some remains intact like a ring of gold. Things change and so do people. Friends left, and some just stop being friends Some just stay and hold you ’till the end, but… Some, you can never hold on to something…forever. So learn to let go… except my FRIENDSHIP with you! I will forever be a friend to you, that’s true, but… Don’t ever leave me when things go wrong.
We Belong? - published by Poetry of Life
Hold on my friend, let’s keep going and let’s stay strong For the friendship we have started is where we belong.
We Belong? - published by Poetry of Life
This plentiful right, pieces of earth. A vast depiction in a corner rainbow. To me the vast covering set to release Astonishment, happiness, under the sea arriving vindicated certainties in promise. Just all are the many sitting here Now there’s few standing toward the angelic still as I am bli...
This plentiful right, pieces of earth. A vast depiction in a corner rainbow. To me the vast covering set to release Astonishment, happiness, under the sea arriving vindicated certainties in promise. Just all are the many sitting here Now there’s few standing toward the angelic still as I am blinded an adequate fill, spiritless in movement hiding the blue sky’s. Noise is here, here finding now time as I went. Is a silence, or death to yes the dead inanimate?
Solitude of Man - published by Poetry of Life
It was unfair your trunk off many spots blinding from a certainty of now the most beautiful takeoff knowing then was the least in exposure. Forgetfulness lose being drawn differing timelessness as an empty stolen similarity. The same this has not affected salvation to my waters. You are not unjust to the many large grains to rice… the right being to stay, the dish, the awoke had left out the mouth of a constructed mouse.
Solitude of Man - published by Poetry of Life
I was before the deep, free of that filled water Retracting your foot from the blunt ash sky which is much dirt, hard weed without blossom flowers I assure alone against out the first hour I stand with yes solitude and yes discomfort, I took your first stare of the light water and opened my eyes Again to be shut again with always dead company in regression.
Solitude of Man - published by Poetry of Life
Heavy is the heart, Slowing you down, Leaving behind the trail like that of a snail, Heavy, like a ball and chain Tied to you in vain. Shattered are your dreams, If you not rid yourself of this shame. There will be no reality. Embrace yourself. There is so much to live for, So get rid of this bal...
Heavy is the heart, Slowing you down, Leaving behind the trail like that of a snail, Heavy, like a ball and chain Tied to you in vain. Shattered are your dreams, If you not rid yourself of this shame. There will be no reality. Embrace yourself. There is so much to live for, So get rid of this ball and chain. No matter how big or small, This iron ball, Shatter it with forgiveness, For it is the first step that will set you free. Freedom is what you live for. Forgiveness is the key. Hope is what will sustain you.
The Iron Ball - published by Poetry of Life
I’m tired, exhausted, Running… The trees down the avenue cannot be counted I’m running too fast. My mouth is dry I see a stream nearby Water won’t quench my thirst It is not what I need My heart pounds into my ribcage So intense, tears stream down my cheeks But I must keep running My comp...
I’m tired, exhausted, Running… The trees down the avenue cannot be counted I’m running too fast.
Down the Avenue - published by Poetry of Life
My mouth is dry I see a stream nearby Water won’t quench my thirst It is not what I need My heart pounds into my ribcage So intense, tears stream down my cheeks But I must keep running My compass points into this direction Nothing in this world is to console this moment For it the too painful For it is too deep For it is within my soul The sun has moved across the sky Shadows have grown taller It feels like my lungs are on fire as I try to catch my breath I cannot run any longer This moment is to be short-lived The trees tell me they take a deep breath and grow taller The caterpillar says...
Down the Avenue - published by Poetry of Life
a brand new year, a brand new start, is what make things right, i assumed; plenty of scars – both physical and emotional still attached to myself and refused to leave me in solitude as much as i tried; foolishly i believed this existence is all but doomed, i have been trying to change all that ...
a brand new year, a brand new start, is what make things right, i assumed; plenty of scars – both physical and emotional still attached to myself and refused to leave me in solitude as much as i tried; foolishly i believed this existence is all but doomed, i have been trying to change all that happened mistakes i have made plenty and i was trying to apologise for all that happened; i was trying to seek forgiveness from everyone else, for things that i did not even do, i was being naive, i was being misled into believing i am the problem; as the new year dawned, a new thinking arose within...
Apologize - published by Poetry of Life
why should i be what others want me to be? instead of seeking forgiveness from others, i decided to seek it within; apologies for letting my dreams down, apologies for letting myself down infront of the world, apologies for not accepting what i am really and finally, apologies for all the subtle messages that was sent from within; a brand new confidence sprang forth within me, a belief that i am the supreme being, irrespective of what the world says, i am what i am and try as much, i cannot please everyone and i need not change for anyone;
Apologize - published by Poetry of Life
watching the kids play i stood there on a slow afternoon in a room full of emptiness; the memories and dreams broken and haunting me still as i speak to the atmosphere and i fall into myself; beauty is the what the eyes behold beneath this skin, no one can see the darkness or the fear; as I rush ...
watching the kids play i stood there on a slow afternoon in a room full of emptiness; the memories and dreams broken and haunting me still as i speak to the atmosphere and i fall into myself; beauty is the what the eyes behold beneath this skin, no one can see the darkness or the fear; as I rush home through the night my mind fumbles around for some kind of truth to relieve me from this ordeal; standing here hidden from those prying eyes I’m absorbed in thought, pretending to be happy for one more day; here i am at the fork of my life’s road silently screaming angry and confused; as the...
Silence Screams - published by Poetry of Life
How to deal with the unexpected, Torments me day by day. It happened so suddenly, Memory does not fade away. You were here and now you’re gone, It hurts to live on The memory of you Lingers everywhere, Sending me into a trance With just a single glance Of where you were and what you did Time aw...
How to deal with the unexpected, Torments me day by day. It happened so suddenly, Memory does not fade away. You were here and now you’re gone, It hurts to live on The memory of you Lingers everywhere, Sending me into a trance With just a single glance Of where you were and what you did Time away from us just slid. You came and left, With empty hands. Despite all you did You had no chance. There is no reason or rhyme To the reason or time of life’s dance. What to do now that you parted? Weep for loss? Feel empty hearted?
Not now, Not today - published by Poetry of Life
For you no tears were wept For selfish reasons I have regret, Reasons I cannot forget. Forgive myself just seems a cheat, Do death and life have me beat? Letting go is hard to do, Especially with somebody like you. My brother, farewell I cannot say. Not right now, Not today
Not now, Not today - published by Poetry of Life
trapped in a mire of reality, sometimes dreams are all i have, reality is nothing but a well disguised mirage; torn between the two, i fight on and on and on, every day with my own self, to keep my sanity and live another day; with my head full of pride, hell-bent on proving a few people wrong, u...
trapped in a mire of reality, sometimes dreams are all i have, reality is nothing but a well disguised mirage; torn between the two, i fight on and on and on, every day with my own self, to keep my sanity and live another day; with my head full of pride, hell-bent on proving a few people wrong, unabated, i continue, living my life in the dreams of yesterday; in a world full of lies and deceit, where people change alliances at a drop of a coin, sometimes there is a window of hope, that all is not lost after all; as the year comes to a close, i try not to go back to where i began, a brand new...
Window of Hope - published by Poetry of Life
as the sunlight slowly faded away the city lights flickered on, one by one, illuminating everything on the outside and casting a shadow on the inside; as time slowly ticked past, the darkness inched closer and closer spreading its shadows across the land, my inner self comes alive; as much as i s...
as the sunlight slowly faded away the city lights flickered on, one by one, illuminating everything on the outside and casting a shadow on the inside; as time slowly ticked past, the darkness inched closer and closer spreading its shadows across the land, my inner self comes alive; as much as i struggle and curl underneath the blanket, my fears come alive, and slowly engulfs me from the inside and tears up the mask that i so successfully put on during the day; fears that torment me from the inside during the day comes alive as soon the light fades away and i am back into my den, with a mind...
Loneliness - published by Poetry of Life
or have i become just an figment of imagination? they cried on my shoulders and i soaked up their tears, asking for nothing in return, but when i need someone, where did they all go? – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – some lines are taken from another poem written by FallenSolitude
Loneliness - published by Poetry of Life
Memories are… Old photographs left alone in an ancient album conveying, love, family, friendship in Past happy occasions. Previous flashbacks recalling, dreadful, frightening moments. A loved ones treasures that brings, such pleasure to the one who inherits them. Memories are… An old burnt do...
Memories are… Old photographs left alone in an ancient album conveying, love, family, friendship in Past happy occasions. Previous flashbacks recalling, dreadful, frightening moments. A loved ones treasures that brings, such pleasure to the one who inherits them. Memories are… An old burnt down house, that reveals some startling secrets, which now has Become a new home. An child hood friendship, which is broken apart. Unforgotten letters which Remind others that they are loved and their, presence is still here. An family pet first getting Its licence and now it is buried graved.
Memories - published by Poetry of Life
Memories are… People who had captured happy and sad, moments of their life. The key important events that happened like the first Word ever spoken, As a baby or the first foot steps being taken. Memories are… never washed away, they are the keys that opens every closed closet.
Memories - published by Poetry of Life
I am the only one left on this piece of earth. A lonely figure in the centre of the colourless land I am but a single cloud left to pour Devastation, sadness, over the lands Leaving no traces of hope, light and happiness Everyone was once standing here on this very land not so long ago Now they a...
I am the only one left on this piece of earth. A lonely figure in the centre of the colourless land I am but a single cloud left to pour Devastation, sadness, over the lands Leaving no traces of hope, light and happiness Everyone was once standing here on this very land not so long ago Now they are all blown away with the demonic winds I see their poor empty spirits still glide amongst the grey skies Silence is here, there where ever I go. Not a sound, or a breath from no living creature.
Solitude - published by Poetry of Life
It’s just me rooted on one spot gazing at what was the Most beautiful land which now is the most hideous Memories have been erased as time has bought change, Change that has caused the doom of our lands. I am just the one little grain of rice left to leave the bowl, the rest have been devoured in the belly of a destructive monster.
Solitude - published by Poetry of Life
I am now shallow, stuck on this hollowness land Reaching my hand to the razor stoned grounds which Was once clean, soft grass with blossoming flowers I despair and with in the last hour I lye with no company and no comfort, I give my last glimpse of the dark land and shut my eyes Never to be opened again and never feel isolated again.
Solitude - published by Poetry of Life
The agony & the immense pain, Of separation once again, I stoop & I fall, And then I fall again. The pain throughout the mundane night, Was extremely unbearable, I tread on pieces of broken glass, With not even a splinter of glass for succour. The day is worse & I dread its light, It is worse tha...
The agony & the immense pain, Of separation once again, I stoop & I fall, And then I fall again. The pain throughout the mundane night, Was extremely unbearable, I tread on pieces of broken glass, With not even a splinter of glass for succour. The day is worse & I dread its light, It is worse than the horrifying night. The days have passed when light was welcome, Now it is highly unwelcome. This horrendous time has taken its toll, Gone is the day when I was on a roll. My only hope is Thy Hand, My Lord; Either save me or use Thy Sword.
Agony - published by Poetry of Life
Either way, I shall fall at Thy Feet, Thy Lotus Feet, for Your Child; a Treat.
Agony - published by Poetry of Life
As the brutal sea waves crashes on to the delicate sand, He leaves traces of tiny circles indented onto the tickly grounds, permanently stamped. Who could have made these circles? It could only be the Pebbles of the sea. The tiny surface of hard cold stones wept across the soft, sizzling land of ...
As the brutal sea waves crashes on to the delicate sand, He leaves traces of tiny circles indented onto the tickly grounds, permanently stamped. Who could have made these circles? It could only be the Pebbles of the sea. The tiny surface of hard cold stones wept across the soft, sizzling land of golden gravel, no single life has ever touched the sea’s treasures, wonder why? If a soul innocently puts a tiny toe on just the tip of the sea’s possessions, the sea’s wrath would rage against the poor soul.
Pebbles of the sea - published by Poetry of Life
He would order his mighty army of gnashing tides to capture this trespasser, and with his mighty powers he would end his enemies struggle for life by diminishing the so cold thief. The sea has no compassion for those who dare to step on his fortunes. He knows that his rocks are the only transitions of his life, family, guardians of the sea. With out them he would loose control, his contempt of life to control his armies. He would bring upon misery by covering the whole island, with his powerful salt-water body.
Pebbles of the sea - published by Poetry of Life
The sea’s treasure has mesmerised many creatures, but with his contempt of greed and desire, he has no mercy. So why is the sea so obsessed with them? Because the pebbles of the sea, are the only sources of light that keep the sea alive.
Pebbles of the sea - published by Poetry of Life
The old order changeth, yielding place to the new, But the new generation ? They have lapsed into liquor, drugs & what have you. These are trying times, for them, for us, for we all What did we do to deserve this withal ? A sinister world is sprouting & we are part of the doom, Why, firstly, did ...
The old order changeth, yielding place to the new, But the new generation ? They have lapsed into liquor, drugs & what have you. These are trying times, for them, for us, for we all What did we do to deserve this withal ? A sinister world is sprouting & we are part of the doom, Why, firstly, did we let this impending danger bloom ? Why do you kill yourself slowly, that too, with drugs ? Don’t you realize that you are amidst life taking thugs ? Change your world, still there is time The curtains have not fallen & that is prime.
Pandemonium - published by Poetry of Life
Change the system, change your world & save crucial lives Before all parts of your body are pricked by knives. There are other ways to enjoy, if you have the eye, I urge you all, you wouldn’t have to even try. Look inside you & you will find A world completely different from the grind. You will see wonders that you haven’t seen before Your inner eye will just cry Encore ! Encore !!!!!
Pandemonium - published by Poetry of Life
What do you see, when you look outside a window. A changing face, an transition stage in my life. Taking new challenges and walking different routes, to reach my ultimate destination. Over coming obstacles that, may cut into my life. Looking through the light that guides me to the right directi...
What do you see, when you look outside a window. A changing face, an transition stage in my life. Taking new challenges and walking different routes, to reach my ultimate destination. Over coming obstacles that, may cut into my life. Looking through the light that guides me to the right direction. Gazing at all the souls blissfully walking, down my road wearing smart suits, and grasping each and every, Opportunity to achieve their goals. Seeing what was once a single race leading, the country, which now has become, a multiracial community.
Life through Windows - published by Poetry of Life
Glancing at the vehicles striding by I spot only one carrying the sick passengers to the building with the Red Cross where, Saviours are there to aid and save those lives. In my eyes I see the world and my life through one, little square tiled glass door that opens and shuts. What do you see when you look outside a window.
Life through Windows - published by Poetry of Life
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Even when they meet us, they pass without a greeting; These very friends; our food had been eating. Those who were very close to us and our relations; Now, have decided to change their stations. Those for whom we bore the brunt of neglect, Are today, pessimism personified and perfect. For those w...
Even when they meet us, they pass without a greeting; These very friends; our food had been eating. Those who were very close to us and our relations; Now, have decided to change their stations. Those for whom we bore the brunt of neglect, Are today, pessimism personified and perfect. For those who we gave up half our lives; The result was just a bundle of knives. How we regret the day we met, Today, we just regret & regret. However, we did learn one thing; Friendship is not the song that everyone can sing.
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Build me a day and take it away destroy my capacity I love you automatically When it happens you’ll know the sky will rumble the earth will crumble your spirit held high will manifest and die I told you I’m trouble six feet deep I told you I’d be there enough to almost care I told you to sl...
Build me a day and take it away destroy my capacity I love you automatically When it happens you’ll know the sky will rumble the earth will crumble your spirit held high will manifest and die I told you I’m trouble six feet deep I told you I’d be there enough to almost care I told you to sleep and me to keep I’ll give you fame and tell you you’re to blame you’ll wear it like your name you’ll never see me again I’m in a far off place dead to the human race Hang me on a cross you’re the big boss You live you lie you can only try No time for crime no time to make you mine His...
Patience Is A Girl Who Inherited The World - published by Poetry of Life
Close your eyes.. picture me.. What do you see? I am only one person, with one mind, one soul, one heart.. but I have many faces.. Can you tell them apart? Many say I have the face of an angel..strong and wise.. Look alittle closer.. Can you see the devil in my eyes? In the morning when I awake.....
Close your eyes.. picture me.. What do you see? I am only one person, with one mind, one soul, one heart.. but I have many faces.. Can you tell them apart? Many say I have the face of an angel..strong and wise.. Look alittle closer.. Can you see the devil in my eyes? In the morning when I awake.. I look in the mirror ans ask my self.. Which face shall I wear today? For I have many faces.. Many Faces Of Woman Poster by Steve Zabrocki Do you see a women torn between who she is and who she wants to be? Do you see a mother who tries her best? A women who hides her fears, holds in all her tears?
I Have Many Faces - published by Poetry of Life
Do you see a friend? A lover? Do you wish to seek and discover? Do you see the child inside? Do you see my wild side? Do you see me as a writer? A delighter? Do you see me as an employee? Future interior designer? Do you see my rage? I feel like the true me has been locked in a cage.. Can you see my confusion? Is this life just an illiusion? Can you see my dreams? Can you hear my screams? Do you see my pain? I feel as if I am standing on the outside, looking in.. afraid of what may come.. Yet still thru each trial, I hold my head up an smile.. Acknowledge my prides..
I Have Many Faces - published by Poetry of Life
Tell myself if I can make it thru today.. tomorrow will be o’kay.. So many faces… longing for embraces.. Now open your eyes.. look at me and tell me.. Who do you see?
I Have Many Faces - published by Poetry of Life
it’s been a quiet night so far uneventful, plenty of silence broken only by the occasional sounds of the cricket chirping; a long time indeed since i stayed awake till the early morning, 4am to be precise, sleep is the last thing that is on my mind try as much as possible, my eyes refused to cl...
it’s been a quiet night so far uneventful, plenty of silence broken only by the occasional sounds of the cricket chirping; a long time indeed since i stayed awake till the early morning, 4am to be precise, sleep is the last thing that is on my mind try as much as possible, my eyes refused to close; my mind, like a clock, keeps thinking a lot of things from the silliest to the bizarre, from the good moments to the bad moments and even scripting “what if” and “if only” scenarios in my life; as the cold morning breeze played havoc with my senses, gently trying to disrupt my thought...
To be continued - published by Poetry of Life
i tried hard not to be, left some people wondering why, while others were asking where, to be what everyone strives to be; i do not want to be rich, nor i want to be famous, i just want to be me, just simple, plain old me; some might say i am pretty boring, maybe i am boring, i could also be unco...
i tried hard not to be, left some people wondering why, while others were asking where, to be what everyone strives to be; i do not want to be rich, nor i want to be famous, i just want to be me, just simple, plain old me; some might say i am pretty boring, maybe i am boring, i could also be uncool, to give a thought to each views, is like pushing the dagger deeper and deeper into myself; forgive me, forget me, i am not who you are searching for erase the time you met me, delete the moments we have been together, never i existed in the first place, never will we cross paths again, think of ...
Erase me - published by Poetry of Life
Life book is written by god This shows the presence of lord The wheel of life churning From every Page we have one learning… If the page contains dust then also it turned by us New phase of life fade the rust… Hurdles comes in your life in every next page Never let your dreams into the cave N...
Life book is written by god This shows the presence of lord The wheel of life churning From every Page we have one learning… If the page contains dust then also it turned by us New phase of life fade the rust… Hurdles comes in your life in every next page Never let your dreams into the cave New mistakes of your life lead to progress Wind blows and the next page of life with success of fragrance A brush of laughter and happiness Sweeps away the cobwebs of your heart God has send a bundle of books in a huge cart Each book story has different glory… When each story reaches to its end The...
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And ultimately souls don’t get any land… Again the new book with new story continuing…
Life book - published by Poetry of Life
My loved one has gone the pain is beyond tears and words No-one can release me from the torment that remains what is there left but an empty world? Life becomes a torturous sentence and the realization that grief is the price of love There are things I have that I can’t see, Things that change ...
My loved one has gone the pain is beyond tears and words No-one can release me from the torment that remains what is there left but an empty world? Life becomes a torturous sentence and the realization that grief is the price of love There are things I have that I can’t see, Things that change inside of me. What, oh what, can those things be? My feelings! I search each dark corner hoping, just hoping, for a healing beam of light Tell me, what is it like when the bottom falls out of your world?
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When life ceases to have any meaning when your heart breaks in two and there seems no reason to go on But it’s the fact; life has to move on…
Feelings - published by Poetry of Life
Journey of my mind still pending… The heart is wound yet not healed up. My aches were not filled with care A tear touches another tear.. Mind still not woke up… Love that left in the middle of journey… My feelings and Emotions are in dilemma Emotions has to live up or wipe off Mind still re...
Journey of my mind still pending… The heart is wound yet not healed up. My aches were not filled with care A tear touches another tear.. Mind still not woke up… Love that left in the middle of journey… My feelings and Emotions are in dilemma Emotions has to live up or wipe off Mind still restless… Those care that tenderly love I deserve?
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My life goes behind the curve Journey of my love still pending… Even I don’t know where I would be landing… Again the fruit of love ripe off Now mind behave diplomat Feelings are confused… Mind still abused… Is Feelings and emotions again revive Is it so? Mind never takes rest… Journey of my life still survive Life is churning, the never ending journey journey of my life still pending……………
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You walk this majestic earth with pride, Remember one day we shall meet because you cannot hide, I am only six foot six. You live in that mansion, Here in the earth’s belly, there is no room for expansion, I am only six foot six. You drive that fancy car, In here, you cannot drive that far, I a...
You walk this majestic earth with pride, Remember one day we shall meet because you cannot hide, I am only six foot six. You live in that mansion, Here in the earth’s belly, there is no room for expansion, I am only six foot six. You drive that fancy car, In here, you cannot drive that far, I am only six foot six. So you have accumulated all that wealth, Do you appreciate the good fortune of your health? I am only six foot six. Don’t consider this a threat, I am warning you, if only you knew what lies ahead, I am only six foot six.
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No matter who you are, Even if you are a movie star, I am only six foot six. You don’t need to go to college, To have the knowledge, That I am only six foot six. If you dare, You would prepare, It is inevitable that one day in a swift action, I shall be your new home. I am only six foot six.
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It seems or so people say, the moment we are born our fate is already etched on to our foreheads [1]; how i wish mine was a different one, i could then do all that i wanted, the way i want to, carefree and not bound by any restrictions; how i wish you could stay with me, spend our time together w...
It seems or so people say, the moment we are born our fate is already etched on to our foreheads [1]; how i wish mine was a different one, i could then do all that i wanted, the way i want to, carefree and not bound by any restrictions; how i wish you could stay with me, spend our time together without a care not worrying when you will be taken away and hidden from us all; moment when you left, still visible in my eyes, those sweet, laughter filled eyes turning into a ravaging floods, once the realization set in; unable to stop you, unable to do much beyond waving goodbye, standing amidst a...
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written for my niece, who refused to leave us and go back home. Eventually had to trick her and make her board the waiting taxi. The moment she realized she is leaving, her happy face turned into something that is beyond words.
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The fast train is a poem analogy that compares the speed of modern life to a fast train. It has been used since the 19th century and can be seen as an early form of science fiction. The poem starts with the narrator wishing they could get on the fast train and travel to places they have never been before. The narrator then says they would like to see the world, but it is too late because they are too old. They then say that if only there were a way to go back in time and live their life over again, this time making different choices so that they don’t end up in regretful situations.
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The poem ends with the narrator saying that it is not too late for them because there is still time for them to change their ways and get on board the fast train.
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lost somewhere unknown, seems like I have been waiting here forever, cast adrift on a troubled dream, bubbling and bobbing in the sea of life; making my own rules, looking it at my way, never believed what they said about life, about everything; crisscrossing through life trying to make sense of the time when the close ones, turned their backs on me and walked all over my life, it all now seemed a distant dream; a lost soul, I once was, counting my days and cursing my existence, unable to ignore what my mind kept telling me, i was dead before it could even knock, sucking my hope dry, and pu...
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breaking the (emotional) shackles that bound me, I had been waiting for this moment, all my life to catch the fast train, that will take me back to life and bring me closer to home! ———-
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whispering sweet nothings, disagreeing, yet nodding in agreement hands clasped whenever together, a moment spent apart, text messages galore; i like your laughter i like your smile, when i am with you, i have so much fun; sending me on a whirlwind spin, sleep is for the weak, i tell myself wi...
whispering sweet nothings, disagreeing, yet nodding in agreement hands clasped whenever together, a moment spent apart, text messages galore; i like your laughter i like your smile, when i am with you, i have so much fun; sending me on a whirlwind spin, sleep is for the weak, i tell myself wishing to be next to you i am going crazy about you; leaving me breathless with your touch, you got me forgetting to breathe, I can’t help but love you with all of me, because it’s only you who makes me smile; it’s not supposed to be this hard, everything is said and done, all the sweet nothing...
Love Sucks - published by Poetry of Life
———————————————————————————— Romance is the true identity of your love. It brings out your true self and helps you be a better lover, husband and partner. Romance is a celebration of the life you live as part of a couple. It springs naturally and originates from within your heart. It makes you do things that you possibly couldn’t have imagined to do otherwise. It shows you who you are and reminds you of the role you play in a relationship.
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Romance is not responsibility but it is caring about your responsibilities towards your lover and partner. Romance is the appreciation of two people who are celebrating the lucky coincidence that they found each other. source:- Buzzle
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I try so hard to make you a proud man Going beyond my limits, as far as I can Yet you never seem impressed Whenever I try and do my best; I really want to destroy the span But due to my fear, in the other direction I ran This is very hard to get off my chest Slow down and unwind is all I request;...
I try so hard to make you a proud man Going beyond my limits, as far as I can Yet you never seem impressed Whenever I try and do my best; I really want to destroy the span But due to my fear, in the other direction I ran This is very hard to get off my chest Slow down and unwind is all I request; In this family you are the man Looking at you, I realize I’m your biggest fan In this poem my feelings were expressed To have you as a father, I must be blessed.
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ignoring the phone as it kept ringing i am in the middle of finding my calling; wasting countless minutes on the phone talking something that is beyond my grasp i had to put out an end to the thing of the past, as the future beckoned me with open arms; daydreaming is a thing of the past, sleeples...
ignoring the phone as it kept ringing i am in the middle of finding my calling; wasting countless minutes on the phone talking something that is beyond my grasp i had to put out an end to the thing of the past, as the future beckoned me with open arms; daydreaming is a thing of the past, sleepless nights not anymore, choices have been made and the die has been cast; feels like I’m lost in a moment, I’m always winning the wrong battles, seems like it’s time to begin, and put an end to this winning streak; betrayal is something i am used to, maybe that’s why i am fighting a lonely bat...
POOF! Just Like That - published by Poetry of Life
i stood there punching some numbers into the mobile phone desperate to connect; thoughts of you flashing through my eyes, the moment that i met you is still stored in the memory; one by one just like everybody the bug slowly crawled its way and found a shelter within me; it’s all wrong, it’s ...
i stood there punching some numbers into the mobile phone desperate to connect; thoughts of you flashing through my eyes, the moment that i met you is still stored in the memory; one by one just like everybody the bug slowly crawled its way and found a shelter within me; it’s all wrong, it’s all right my mind cannot make its mind up my heart skips a beat the moment your face lights up inside; i have no idea what i am talking about i have no clue what is it i am doing, it’s off and it’s on, it’s off and it’s on, one moment i am here and the next somewhere else; i just pretended i...
Naked - published by Poetry of Life
just a hollow feeling my mask on the seat next to mine worn out, beaten and battered it had come to an end; just as smoothly as it started the end was a quick one, no nonsense, no stupid climax the curtain came down in one swift motion; standing tall amidst broken lives no one cares if you stay b...
just a hollow feeling my mask on the seat next to mine worn out, beaten and battered it had come to an end; just as smoothly as it started the end was a quick one, no nonsense, no stupid climax the curtain came down in one swift motion; standing tall amidst broken lives no one cares if you stay back to pick up the pieces or make a run to the nearest exit; full of anger and full of fear, wanting to wreck the peace my mind is seeking, i gradually lost it all; running away from death and escaping from the mind games, seeking refuge from the storm i rushed headlong into life; searching for a pl...
Emptiness - published by Poetry of Life
coming out of the shadows of the past and reaching to the light that is now shining in its glory i realized i am standing all alone, with the whole world at my disposal; i searched, i needed somebody to continue the exploration, or so i thought; how naive and so dumb one can become; wasting preci...
coming out of the shadows of the past and reaching to the light that is now shining in its glory i realized i am standing all alone, with the whole world at my disposal; i searched, i needed somebody to continue the exploration, or so i thought; how naive and so dumb one can become; wasting precious time doing nothing other than wandering through life i became more confused than before; unable to run anymore, i sat down to take stock and i realized i got me, myself and i; learned a lot along the way, and now my very own best friend exploring uncharted territories me myself and i that’s ...
Me, Myself and I - published by Poetry of Life
inspired by songs by The Doves, Dandy Warhols and Dave Mathews Band. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Happiness depends upon ourselves. – Aristotle The pursuit of happiness is a most ridiculous phrase; if you pursue happiness you’ll never find it. – C. P. Snow Slow down and enjoy life. It’s not only the scenery you miss by going too fast – you also miss the sense of where you are going and why.
Me, Myself and I - published by Poetry of Life
– Eddie Cantor The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet. – James Oppenheim
Me, Myself and I - published by Poetry of Life
flying inside the realms of my mind i got lost in the neverland, living life with carefree joy; nothing lasts forever not even happiness in this tiny planet that we call home; my happiness was shortlived the moment i was forced to grow up from a happy go lucky child into an adult overnight; trave...
flying inside the realms of my mind i got lost in the neverland, living life with carefree joy; nothing lasts forever not even happiness in this tiny planet that we call home; my happiness was shortlived the moment i was forced to grow up from a happy go lucky child into an adult overnight; travelling through the maze of time i fell asleep halfway through what’s supposed to be important part of the journey (of life); got distracted a bit got bored a lot eventually my eyes did the ultimate trick; as i slowly woke up from this slumber i realized a good couple of years had passed without me ...
Facing life once again - published by Poetry of Life
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Facing life once again - published by Poetry of Life
hands clasped, eyes closed, heads bowed in respect everyone stood there chanting a prayer within; watching them from a distance i could not comprehend the need for such intricate and passionate devotion; stood there myself, a long long time ago unable to think of anything and perplexed on what am...
hands clasped, eyes closed, heads bowed in respect everyone stood there chanting a prayer within; watching them from a distance i could not comprehend the need for such intricate and passionate devotion; stood there myself, a long long time ago unable to think of anything and perplexed on what am i supposed to do?
Oh God where are you? - published by Poetry of Life
i once stood there, eyes closed, hands clasped trying hard to understand what the fuss was about; watching the rituals and the strange and bizzare acts of faith pushed me into a corner and forced me to question it all; twelve years have passed, countless theories and barrage of opinions with more questions and very few answers maybe it is safe to say god is an enigma!
Oh God where are you? - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – enigma – something that baffles understanding and cannot be explained; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – absolutely no intention to mock/question any individual’s faith or religion. just a personal view, that’s all.
Oh God where are you? - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – inspiration:- Faithless – God is a DJ, Enigma – Seven lives, many faces and also the 12th year since i became a agnostic.
Oh God where are you? - published by Poetry of Life
walking along the inner road inside the park i got distracted; sounds of hushed laughter a sweet voice and a beautiful girl brought my walk to an end; trying to avoid eye contact taking the extra efforts not to make it obvious i watched her from the park bench; the moment we met i fell hook, line...
walking along the inner road inside the park i got distracted; sounds of hushed laughter a sweet voice and a beautiful girl brought my walk to an end; trying to avoid eye contact taking the extra efforts not to make it obvious i watched her from the park bench; the moment we met i fell hook, line and sinker my days of carefree living came to an end; minutes into hours, hours into days, the beautiful girl i knew merely existed in my head; flawed was my judgement, brushing aside warnings and advice from friends, i fell for a wolf in a sheep’s clothing; – – – – – – – – – ?...
Love is blind - published by Poetry of Life
has got nothing to do with me 🙂 love is actually not blind, you try to know the other person fully before committing. But the “love” that you have , makes you ignore all the other “negative” aspects that others tell you aside, only to repent for it at a later time when you experience it. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – “They are wrong who say that love is blind.
Love is blind - published by Poetry of Life
On the contrary, nothing – not even the smallest detail – escapes the eyes; one sees everything in the loved one, notices everything; but melts it all into one flame with the great and simple: I love you.” – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – image copyright: Faye White
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life is what u make it it’s that simple and plain sometimes u get sunshine but for now we got no rain; so thats how it all started, as simple as that, its been a while, a long while indeed; one hell of a hot summer, sweating and perspiring like never before, sleepless nights and broken hearts; ...
life is what u make it it’s that simple and plain sometimes u get sunshine but for now we got no rain; so thats how it all started, as simple as that, its been a while, a long while indeed; one hell of a hot summer, sweating and perspiring like never before, sleepless nights and broken hearts; waiting for the clouds to open up, a game of wait and watch like good old times has begun; predictions and assumptions are plenty, reality only known to the beholder, everyone has an opinion and everyone has an idea; with the summer’s out of the way and the rain clouds still not in sight, keepin...
But for now we got no rain - published by Poetry of Life
has multiple meanings for sure.
But for now we got no rain - published by Poetry of Life
there she was, in all her splendour beauty captivating everyone with her smile and killing everyone with just one look; i stood there patiently waiting not wanting to make the first move i watched in silence; images of the past meetings between us flew through my mind, memories of the last time; ...
there she was, in all her splendour beauty captivating everyone with her smile and killing everyone with just one look; i stood there patiently waiting not wanting to make the first move i watched in silence; images of the past meetings between us flew through my mind, memories of the last time; i did not want to lose this time around, so held my ground stubbornly; countless hours and countless days, it has taken me to come to this final chapter of this game that would decide my outcome; a single failure does not bother me but add them all together my sanity becomes a debatable question and...
My Forbidden love - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Medusa is a well-known figure in Greek mythology who is perhaps most famous for her ability to turn men to stone. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – image taken from a photobucket album. copyright of the image belongs to the original author/uploader.
My Forbidden love - published by Poetry of Life
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My Forbidden love - published by Poetry of Life
realizing my words can be twisted and misunderstood i set out to do something new and something out of the way; standing in the balcony, watching the people scamper in to the shopping mall, i grew restless and tired; twenty three days in june the heat and the cloudless sky, summer sun shining bri...
realizing my words can be twisted and misunderstood i set out to do something new and something out of the way; standing in the balcony, watching the people scamper in to the shopping mall, i grew restless and tired; twenty three days in june the heat and the cloudless sky, summer sun shining brightly; biting into the cold watermelon, i stood watching the wave of human blobs appearing and disappearing like a firefly in the night sky; as the clown with the big red nose came near the kid with the icecream cone, the giggles and smile resonated through out the place; seeking answers to question...
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I fear no one. I am free. – Nikos Kazantzakis One of the lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and always a clever thing to say. – Ariel Durant We are all born into the world with nothing. Everything we acquire after that is profit. – Sam Ewing The utmost extent of man’s knowledge, is to know that he knows nothing. – Joseph Addison I used to believe that anything was better than nothing. Now I know that sometimes nothing is better. – Glenda Jackson
Cold watermelon on a sunny afternoon - published by Poetry of Life
on my way back from the cemetry, crying and feeling desolate, i guess that’s when it began; haunting me to this day, i curse myself and wonder why i stopped when others did not; through the wind and the rain, in a world that i long to be in, day in and day out, used and thrown away; if only we...
on my way back from the cemetry, crying and feeling desolate, i guess that’s when it began; haunting me to this day, i curse myself and wonder why i stopped when others did not; through the wind and the rain, in a world that i long to be in, day in and day out, used and thrown away; if only we could make a life of what we dream, there would be no heaven and no need for (a separate) hell; a fragile soul caught in the hands of time dying a little everyday i know a change is gonna come there’s a place i am going to as i keep chiseling away to carve out a life that is mine i find that pl...
World is mine - published by Poetry of Life
each stanza can and does mean a lot of things. i started writing this with 2 central themes, but it does extend to a whole lot of various other things. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life. – Albert Camus Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success.
World is mine - published by Poetry of Life
If you love what you are doing, you will be successful. – Albert Schweitzer Happiness belongs to the self-sufficient. – Aristotle Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude. – Denis Waitley The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet. – James Oppenheim
World is mine - published by Poetry of Life
there was nothing in sight running away from the carnage the memories left abandoned all gone in a blink of the eye; sometimes beginnings are’nt so simple sometimes goodbye’s the only way i did not realize everything was falling apart, until everyone i knew was ready to turn and run away; i w...
there was nothing in sight running away from the carnage the memories left abandoned all gone in a blink of the eye; sometimes beginnings are’nt so simple sometimes goodbye’s the only way i did not realize everything was falling apart, until everyone i knew was ready to turn and run away; i wish i could say that i’ve got no regrets.
Towards the sunset - published by Poetry of Life
looking for the right words to say, i’m not quite sure how to put my words, as a solitary tear drop slid down my cheek, i packed my bags and took a train towards the sunset where a new life awaits and tomorrow i’ll forget about my grief today; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – The first step towards getting somewhere is to decide that you are not going to stay where you are. – Author Unknown So many fail because they don’t get started – they don’t go.
Towards the sunset - published by Poetry of Life
They don’t overcome inertia. They don’t begin. – W. Clement Stone What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from. – T.S. Eliot Every day brings a chance for you to draw in a breath, kick off your shoes, and dance. – Oprah Winfrey
Towards the sunset - published by Poetry of Life
my soul softened in silence with the sound of your whisper echoing in the wind humming to violins in the distance playing a sweet love song; in these tempting twilights, i sip of your spirit in our secret place where urges are answered, and questions are not; in those beautiful eyes, gazing into ...
my soul softened in silence with the sound of your whisper echoing in the wind humming to violins in the distance playing a sweet love song; in these tempting twilights, i sip of your spirit in our secret place where urges are answered, and questions are not; in those beautiful eyes, gazing into mine, like mirrors into my psyche, i fell captive to the tenderness that only you emit; a chance encounter in a world often cold, a star falling to kiss my cheek; when my eyes were stabbed by that sweet smile of yours, i let my guard down and got stuck in what seems like quick sand; in you i always ...
The Cross Of Changes - published by Poetry of Life
that lost look of hurt in your eyes, drew me to love you and make all your demons die; i let you into my life and my heart; why, why would you tear it apart? can’t deny i like your style but it doesn’t just work that way; i gave you my heart, my love, my trust, then you did what you did, i wish I knew the meaning i wish i get to know the reason; did you think that you could smile and steal my heart away?
The Cross Of Changes - published by Poetry of Life
i love you enough to forgive… but never forget; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – The cross of changes is a 1993 album by Enigma. the lyrics of the title song goes as follows: If you understand or if you don’t If you believe or if you doubt There’s a universal justice And the eyes of truth Are always watching you.
The Cross Of Changes - published by Poetry of Life
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The Cross Of Changes - published by Poetry of Life
it seemed forever every second felt like an hour time seemed to slow down when it was really unnecessary; i guess i got lost trying to be someone else, somewhere along the way i left myself behind; everything i touched was golden, everthing i loved got broken, every mistake i’ve ever made has b...
it seemed forever every second felt like an hour time seemed to slow down when it was really unnecessary; i guess i got lost trying to be someone else, somewhere along the way i left myself behind; everything i touched was golden, everthing i loved got broken, every mistake i’ve ever made has been replayed over and over again as i got lost along the way; some said i was a lost man in my own fantasy world, but then i would probably be dead by now; growing tired and weary, waiting, i stepped out for some fresh air; standing still in emotions that i cannot show, i feel there is nothing el...
And my question on life is why - published by Poetry of Life
i am walking away from things that i believed to be mine and from people who i thought to be my friends. While i just laugh and walk away, like i always do, at times i try to find a reason but waste countless hours/days. i came back to life for a reason, but going back without one. The past is over and gone. The future is not guaranteed. image taken from a photobucket album. all rights to the original uploader. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
And my question on life is why - published by Poetry of Life
i am getting tired of starting afresh each time somewhere new; to you everything was just a game, it’s easy to say i was a fool; helpless, pretending, hoping someone would see i guess i fell straight into the trap; i wonder what it feels like to find the one in this life, the one we all dream o...
i am getting tired of starting afresh each time somewhere new; to you everything was just a game, it’s easy to say i was a fool; helpless, pretending, hoping someone would see i guess i fell straight into the trap; i wonder what it feels like to find the one in this life, the one we all dream of, but dreams are’nt just enough; confused about my very existence just knowing certain things will never change for us at all i did my best to keep going; tonight, out in the moonlight, me standing here under the stars, looking for a diamond in the rough never knowing when it will show up, i am r...
Dancing with destiny - published by Poetry of Life
Some lines are also taken from these songs. Based on personal life events; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Dancing with destiny - published by Poetry of Life
I reached out to touch your hand but i was so far away, the farther i reach the farther you pull away like the tide in the sea; The minutes pass like years i feel your thoughts running through my mind i make a wish on a shooting star and I pray that you return to me; the rain falls down all I c...
I reached out to touch your hand but i was so far away, the farther i reach the farther you pull away like the tide in the sea; The minutes pass like years i feel your thoughts running through my mind i make a wish on a shooting star and I pray that you return to me; the rain falls down all I can think of is you each splash on my face a gentle kiss; as we stand in the same road staring up above into the night sky our hearts both aching, yearning for something better in this world; we are what we have always been dreamers searching for answers in the night sky we look for light in a world...
Stranger Within - published by Poetry of Life
But try to read once or even twice, then it might make some sense. There may also be more than one meaning to some lines. personal reflection. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me.
Stranger Within - published by Poetry of Life
– Anna Quindlen Look within!… The secret is inside you. – Hui-neng One of the greatest moments in anybody’s developing experience is when he no longer tries to hide from himself but determines to get acquainted with himself as he really is. – Norman Vincent Peale Reflect upon your present blessings – of which every man has many – no on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some. – Charles Dickens The longest journey of any person is the journey inward. – Dag Hammerskjvld The stories of past courage… can offer hope, they can provide inspiration.
Stranger Within - published by Poetry of Life
But they cannot supply courage itself. For this each man must look into his own soul. – John F. Kennedy – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Stranger Within - published by Poetry of Life
sitting on the park bench under the old tree, just like old times chewing gum and reading the newspaper; with the sun smiling down, and as the flowers swayed in the gentle breeze, sitting here waiting for your arrival; laughing at the good times crying with the bad holding your hands until they w...
sitting on the park bench under the old tree, just like old times chewing gum and reading the newspaper; with the sun smiling down, and as the flowers swayed in the gentle breeze, sitting here waiting for your arrival; laughing at the good times crying with the bad holding your hands until they wrinkle we’ll sit here watching sunsets and other lovers walking by, always holding your hand at the end of the day Or hugging you till you fall asleep; wandering through the desert of life two lost souls, only having our love to keep us alive, kissing softly at sunrise, both curled under a bla...
You call it madness, but I call it love - published by Poetry of Life
– Lamartine It only takes a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone & a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone – Unknown If you have love in your life it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you don’t have it, no matter what else there is, it’s not enough – Ann Landers The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of. – Blaise Pascal He is not a lover who does not love forever. – Euripides Love makes mutes of those who habitually speak most fluently.
You call it madness, but I call it love - published by Poetry of Life
– Madeleine de Scudery – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
You call it madness, but I call it love - published by Poetry of Life
waking up kicking and screaming thinking i am drowning and swallowed by the sea; sunlight, opened up my eyes assuring me, the nightmare is over atleast for the time being, and a beautiful day awaits my presence; as the tears stream down my face, i sat there holding a cup of coffee, reconstructing...
waking up kicking and screaming thinking i am drowning and swallowed by the sea; sunlight, opened up my eyes assuring me, the nightmare is over atleast for the time being, and a beautiful day awaits my presence; as the tears stream down my face, i sat there holding a cup of coffee, reconstructing the nightmare that seems to plague me every night; armed with a new resolve to chase away this nightmare, i settled down among the feathery grass and inbetween the beautiful yellow flowers; as thoughts of wondorous moments, sneaked into my daydreams, basking in the rays of sunshine, i hoped that li...
Vintage Dreams - published by Poetry of Life
and some lines might have multiple meanings depending on how one reads it. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living. – Anais Nin To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.
Vintage Dreams - published by Poetry of Life
– Anatole France Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning. – Gloria Steinem Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world. – Harriet Tubman I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart so long. If we’re in each others dreams, we can be together all the time.
Vintage Dreams - published by Poetry of Life
– Hobbes – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Vintage Dreams - published by Poetry of Life
time has taken its toll enduring everything life has thrown at me i stand here on the verge on greatness, on the threshold of a new life; getting lost within myself drifting further and further away i have nothing left to do i am so tired of these memories; in a world of constant motion i stand s...
time has taken its toll enduring everything life has thrown at me i stand here on the verge on greatness, on the threshold of a new life; getting lost within myself drifting further and further away i have nothing left to do i am so tired of these memories; in a world of constant motion i stand still, watching the madness spread its tentacles every nook and corner; seeing my reflection in the puddle at my feet my hands are cold and stained as my mind slowly drifted into insanity, my energy slowly drained away; as the knife fell down with a loud thump, the blood started oozing out from the...
Death to all my friends - published by Poetry of Life
image from the movie The Spirit – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge. – Paul Gauguin It is a revenge the devil sometimes takes upon the virtuous, that he entraps them by the force of the very passion they have suppressed and think themselves superior to.
Death to all my friends - published by Poetry of Life
– George Santayana – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Death to all my friends - published by Poetry of Life
dancing around in this wet abyss with puddles around my feet as the rain falls from the clouds above i am in a world as beautiful as life; as i spin blissfully jumping around in joy a little skip here and a little hop there nothing can disturb this tranquil peace; when nothing in life seem to go...
dancing around in this wet abyss with puddles around my feet as the rain falls from the clouds above i am in a world as beautiful as life; as i spin blissfully jumping around in joy a little skip here and a little hop there nothing can disturb this tranquil peace; when nothing in life seem to go right, never quite sure what tomorrow might bring, knowing everything is for a reason, the only thing that I can do is be my self; as my fingers reach out to the falling raindrops, i smile as i watch the rain come down, softly sprinkling on my skin alluring my senses into spring awaking; as i surr...
Between the raindrops - published by Poetry of Life
encouraged by a sudden downpour 3 days ago inspired by songs by Chris Cornell, Audioslave, Linkin Park – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Between the raindrops - published by Poetry of Life
on the verge of the end not knowing what to do wishing that something would happen to light up this dark midnight sky; while the world is sleeping, and the moon’s gentle light spreads a tranquil calm i feel as though i am the last living soul; lying in darkness staring into the open, dancing gr...
on the verge of the end not knowing what to do wishing that something would happen to light up this dark midnight sky; while the world is sleeping, and the moon’s gentle light spreads a tranquil calm i feel as though i am the last living soul; lying in darkness staring into the open, dancing gracefully in the shadows of midnight a beautiful black butterfly fluttering peacefuly pierces the darkness with its soft golden edged wings; dropping down the sky like an angel from the midnight sky she wraps me in her arms as we glide among the clouds and stars; dancing upon the midnight flowers, t...
Angel From The Midnight Sky - published by Poetry of Life
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Angel From The Midnight Sky - published by Poetry of Life
it’s weird how life repeats itself waking up in a sweat again another day has been laid to waste; stuck in my head thoughts of you swirling round and round, like a paper plane caught in a tornado, i can feel you pulling me down; my muscles strain, my arms ache, as my foot slowly slips i scramb...
it’s weird how life repeats itself waking up in a sweat again another day has been laid to waste; stuck in my head thoughts of you swirling round and round, like a paper plane caught in a tornado, i can feel you pulling me down; my muscles strain, my arms ache, as my foot slowly slips i scramble to catch hold of my life; (before it is too late) tearing down the unfinished castle the memories and dreams of (you and me) yesterday are just an illusion built on the mirages of brighter tomorrows; by the time tomorrow becomes today, i am just a child standing in the darkness, with tear staine...
Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - published by Poetry of Life
~ Ashleigh Brilliant As we struggle to make sense of things, life looks on in repose. – Author Unknown Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets. – Arthur Miller Life will always remain a gamble, with prizes sometimes for the imprudent, and blanks so often to the wise. – Jerome K. Jerome In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love. – Diego Marchi Life is just a series of trying to make up your mind. – Timothy Fuller The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost. – G.K.
Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - published by Poetry of Life
Chesterton – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Has multiple meanings 🙂
Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - published by Poetry of Life
I am drowning deeply in these thoughts alone sitting, staring, into a dark unknown i close my eyes to shield me from the darkness dancing around me; moulding me into what they wanted me to be haunted and held within these walls i shiver from the terror of the unknown because i am not what they se...
I am drowning deeply in these thoughts alone sitting, staring, into a dark unknown i close my eyes to shield me from the darkness dancing around me; moulding me into what they wanted me to be haunted and held within these walls i shiver from the terror of the unknown because i am not what they see; pushing past the burning pain inside sitting, staring, into a dark unknown I know what is happening and I am helpless, helpless to help myself; I want a moment to be real wanna touch things I don’t feel, wanna hold on and feel I belong, it was the comfort that i seeked; as the dawn of a new day...
I am still here - published by Poetry of Life
one or two lines are from songs by Goo Goo Dolls and Fray – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
I am still here - published by Poetry of Life
i close my eyes and count to ten pretending all this to be a dream, hoping your face would disappear, I open them and then I shut them again; i have learned to live with the silence in my life and all the days seemed the same until you came in and shattered it all; flying around in circles waitin...
i close my eyes and count to ten pretending all this to be a dream, hoping your face would disappear, I open them and then I shut them again; i have learned to live with the silence in my life and all the days seemed the same until you came in and shattered it all; flying around in circles waiting, as my heart fluttered wildy, a sensation inexpressible slowly engulfed my mind, body and soul; i looked inside my heart; i looked inside my soul; it’s all too good to be true finally as i cast my heart overboard deep into this ocean of love, could this be it?
Could this be it? - published by Poetry of Life
i searched for hours in the crowded marketplace and in the high class supermarket for the perfect bright bouquet of flowers; i have always believed in love putting it above everything else i used to dream of finding true love pretending it to be my saviour in dire times; walking down the dark roa...
i searched for hours in the crowded marketplace and in the high class supermarket for the perfect bright bouquet of flowers; i have always believed in love putting it above everything else i used to dream of finding true love pretending it to be my saviour in dire times; walking down the dark road as the sounds of the music played gently in the twilight hour here I stand in solitude; with darkness closing in on all sides and the sounds of the music receding i gathered the strength to leave it all behind because the love i think that i am trying to find is probably all in the mind; – – ?...
All in the mind - published by Poetry of Life
at times i felt i’ve come to the end of life attempts to change seems as futile as stupidity; when the sun sets with a final red blaze i tried to cross the borders of reality into a world where my desires met the dreams of tomorrow; now i feel i am on top of the world nothing could go wrong wit...
at times i felt i’ve come to the end of life attempts to change seems as futile as stupidity; when the sun sets with a final red blaze i tried to cross the borders of reality into a world where my desires met the dreams of tomorrow; now i feel i am on top of the world nothing could go wrong with my dreams coming true one by one only time stands in the way of this one; my whole life altered in one single moment giving a reason for this mortal existence; When you talk to me, I feel like heaven when we talk, I just can’t leave you nor say goodbye to you; So hard to write down All I need to...
You and You Alone - published by Poetry of Life
all these thoughts of what’s going to happen to me swirl around unabated; fuelled by the dreams of yesterday with an aim to stand tall against all odds i nurtured this desire for a long time; falling at every other step, i picked up the pieces and moved on hoping to succeed where others have gi...
all these thoughts of what’s going to happen to me swirl around unabated; fuelled by the dreams of yesterday with an aim to stand tall against all odds i nurtured this desire for a long time; falling at every other step, i picked up the pieces and moved on hoping to succeed where others have given up; in the middle of the night as the demons of the past tried to play havoc with my life a gentle breeze from the open window drifted in, giving a breath of inspiration and igniting this hardened soul; as the world slowly started coming alive, the morning light filtered in signalling the end of...
Morning Light - published by Poetry of Life
– Anonymous What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise – Oscar Wilde Never let go of hope. One day you will see that it all has finally come together. What you have always wished for has finally come to be. You will look back and laugh at what has passed and you will ask yourself… ‘How did I get through all of that? – Anonymous The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. – Barbara Kingsolver
Morning Light - published by Poetry of Life
here i sit trying to write what my heart wants to while my mind tries to hold the words back; time and time again under a cloud of darkness your smile makes my heart beat a little more rapidly; i am being eaten from the inside as the thoughts of you slowly crawl inch by inch taking over my senses...
here i sit trying to write what my heart wants to while my mind tries to hold the words back; time and time again under a cloud of darkness your smile makes my heart beat a little more rapidly; i am being eaten from the inside as the thoughts of you slowly crawl inch by inch taking over my senses completely; deep within the dark clouds of life i sit here in a moment of quiet contemplation trying to make a dream into a reality while holding on to the ropes of sanity; as i stand here under the moonlit skies i am wondering what to do with this heart, tell me?
What to do with this? - published by Poetry of Life
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What to do with this? - published by Poetry of Life
walking down the street with an empty feeling thoughts of you flood my mind just as the heavens above opened up; lost and looking for answers dreams and hopes that was once within reach, now seems a million miles away; sitting next to the rain splattered window, watching the shadow of darkness sl...
walking down the street with an empty feeling thoughts of you flood my mind just as the heavens above opened up; lost and looking for answers dreams and hopes that was once within reach, now seems a million miles away; sitting next to the rain splattered window, watching the shadow of darkness slowly fade away, the words to express my pain linger in the back of my mind kept locked up within me, unable to escape the imaginary fence that i built around; i cornered the fears that restrained my emotions, bridging the distance between you and me, i took a giant leap into the dream that i wanted ...
Whispers of the night - published by Poetry of Life
searching for answersthat evaded me for so long,i got lost in a maze of treacheryhidden under a mask of innocence; it’s been so longwords kept me awakeall night long, makingme restless and confused; drowning in the wishesof a long lost past,i let my life down,i let myself down; in the midst of ...
searching for answersthat evaded me for so long,i got lost in a maze of treacheryhidden under a mask of innocence; it’s been so longwords kept me awakeall night long, makingme restless and confused; drowning in the wishesof a long lost past,i let my life down,i let myself down; in the midst of the nightunder the velvet skiesi surrendered to lifei whisper for forgiveness; so with a smile on my lips and a wish on my heart i give faith(hope) one more reason i give life another chance to make my wish come true; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – ?...
Make my wish come true - published by Poetry of Life
I only wish I’d realized it sooner – Sidonie Gabrielle To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe. – Anatole France We are told never to cross a bridge until we come to it, but this world is owned by men who have ‘crossed bridges’ in their imagination far ahead of the crowd. – Unknown Sometimes you just got to give yourself what you wish someone else would give you. – Dr Phil
Make my wish come true - published by Poetry of Life
waking up drenched in sweatrealizing it’s nothing but a nightmareI get up to drink a glass of waterto drown the fear that woke me up! sins I have done plentyI do not know if the good I did is enoughto grant me a passage to heavenor worse, born again as human; never cared for what people thought...
waking up drenched in sweatrealizing it’s nothing but a nightmareI get up to drink a glass of waterto drown the fear that woke me up! sins I have done plentyI do not know if the good I did is enoughto grant me a passage to heavenor worse, born again as human; never cared for what people thought,never worried about those who left,never a minute I spent crying over split milk,what had to happen, had to happen! what I was yesterday is what I am today,yet people think I have changed, I wonder why!I take life as it comesno expectations and no demands!
Before I am dead! - published by Poetry of Life
with the guillotine waiting at every step,uncertainty looms large over tomorrow,I fear I need to live every momentof today before I am dead! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature.
Before I am dead! - published by Poetry of Life
– Anne Frank Perhaps the most important thing we can undertake toward the reduction of fear is to make it easier for people to accept themselves, to like themselves. – Bonaro W. Overstreet Every time we choose safety, we reinforce fear. – Cheri Huber Death is not the biggest fear we have; our biggest fear is taking the risk to be alive — the risk to be alive and express what we really are. – Don Miguel Ruiz
Before I am dead! - published by Poetry of Life
the grey sky looming above, rain drops still dripping down from the pregnant clouds above, we set out on our journey once again; around and around we go in slow circles, moving to the beat of the thunder and rain that surrounds us; as the droplets hit the ground, shattered realizations lay scatte...
the grey sky looming above, rain drops still dripping down from the pregnant clouds above, we set out on our journey once again; around and around we go in slow circles, moving to the beat of the thunder and rain that surrounds us; as the droplets hit the ground, shattered realizations lay scattered reminding me nothing is same as it seems to be; as another memory turns to dust i cut the lifeline that attaches me to the past and i shove it back into the depths where nothing will ever bring it back alive; the rain does nothing to stop our journey, never forgetting, who we are we walk these s...
Incomplete - published by Poetry of Life
we are simply incomplete. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – this has multiple meanings, but one central theme. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. – Anaïs Nin It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults.
Incomplete - published by Poetry of Life
So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship. – Henry Ward Beecher In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends – Martin Luther King, jr. In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. ~Albert Schweitzer The most I can do for my friend is simply be his friend. ~Henry David Thoreau
Incomplete - published by Poetry of Life
with my eyes closed, into the darkness of night, I felt a hand trying to slowly wake me up; through the dark, I saw you smile and felt my heart beating like never before; you look into my eyes, tell me you love me, and for a moment time stood still as I held you in my arms; and when I finally kis...
with my eyes closed, into the darkness of night, I felt a hand trying to slowly wake me up; through the dark, I saw you smile and felt my heart beating like never before; you look into my eyes, tell me you love me, and for a moment time stood still as I held you in my arms; and when I finally kissed your lips I felt like I could breathe again I knew I had another chance to make things right in my life; with the fears of yesterday chased away, thoughts of you fill my senses and dreams of only you and me start to fill my night; as the world watches in envy, the feeling of falling asleep in yo...
Last night’s dream - published by Poetry of Life
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Last night’s dream - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough. ~George Moore Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity. ~Henry Van Dyke Poetry spills from the cra...
Last night’s dream - published by Poetry of Life
as the rains continue to batter, standing on the balcony i watch the rain drops converge into one pool of water; i wish you were here standing next to me in this rain soaked night, holding hands, scheming of things pretty; Wondering to myself, so late at night, what is it that attracts me to you?...
as the rains continue to batter, standing on the balcony i watch the rain drops converge into one pool of water; i wish you were here standing next to me in this rain soaked night, holding hands, scheming of things pretty; Wondering to myself, so late at night, what is it that attracts me to you? Thinking to myself, why are you always on my mind? What power do you have in what you do?
Just wanna be with you - published by Poetry of Life
thinking about where i stood, i try to push you out of my mind, but every time i push you out of my thoughts, you crawl back into my world and fill my senses; it’s so hard to keep smiling and continue denying what i feel i don’t know why, a thousand reasons i have none; i can’t go on like this, i can’t pretend everything is fine, when i just wanna be with you hold you tight tonight and every night; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – The simple lack of her is more to me than others?...
Just wanna be with you - published by Poetry of Life
Exceptional guilt!! I see in your eyes Your love Lost inside of you It hasn’t always been this way There were brighter days It’s so cold now.. so freezing cold.. can’t take it any more… My soul is wrapped in chains As fear grips me I live in a dark land among the lifeless listening to the...
Exceptional guilt!! I see in your eyes Your love Lost inside of you It hasn’t always been this way There were brighter days It’s so cold now.. so freezing cold.. can’t take it any more… My soul is wrapped in chains As fear grips me I live in a dark land among the lifeless listening to the voices in my head Hoping for salvation from this sin called love can’t take any more… I am not usually this bold But let it be known – I would kill to make you mine.
Forbidden Love!! - published by Poetry of Life
But I give up… give up For fear of holding you a prisoner all my life can’t take it any more… There is a warm streak That I see Come to ease my soul again To forbid the love My savior; my solitude for it to regain And for bliss to remain!
Forbidden Love!! - published by Poetry of Life
as the moonlight lit up the dark night i watched in awe, lost in a world that you seem to have taken me to, i stood there open-mouthed; thinking the life that has eluded me for so long, is finally in my hands, i let loose myself to be with you; i took off my mask, changed into a man that i only d...
as the moonlight lit up the dark night i watched in awe, lost in a world that you seem to have taken me to, i stood there open-mouthed; thinking the life that has eluded me for so long, is finally in my hands, i let loose myself to be with you; i took off my mask, changed into a man that i only dreamt of, looking to start something new; going back to the place somewhere only we know, taking the pieces of dreams that is now, our life; as i begin to rearrange the broken pieces spread on the floor, looking into the eyes, we say the words again and melt away into the darkness; as time ticks awa...
As Time Ticks Away - published by Poetry of Life
If you don’t have it, no matter what else there is, it’s not enough. – Ann Landers The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of. – Blaise Pascal I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant. – Martin Luther King, jr. Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. – Robert Heinlein We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love. – Tom Robbins
As Time Ticks Away - published by Poetry of Life
some days i want to live some days i wish it’s over some days i long to see some days i wait to die; some days i think i am fine some days i believe i have a problem some days i am strong some days i am weak; some days i am closer to truth some days it seems far far away some days i think i und...
some days i want to live some days i wish it’s over some days i long to see some days i wait to die; some days i think i am fine some days i believe i have a problem some days i am strong some days i am weak; some days i am closer to truth some days it seems far far away some days i think i understand some days i am just lost; some days i just wish everything would disappear some days i just hope you could be near; some days i have a feeling one day everything will be alright and that day is closer than ever; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – ...
Some Days - published by Poetry of Life
there are so many questions left unanswered time has finally caught up and slowed me down, leaving me breathless intent to teach me a thing or two; disturbed thoughts push my dreams away, waiting to be fulfilled, my dreams linger around weighing me down every day; one by one, i lose sight of thos...
there are so many questions left unanswered time has finally caught up and slowed me down, leaving me breathless intent to teach me a thing or two; disturbed thoughts push my dreams away, waiting to be fulfilled, my dreams linger around weighing me down every day; one by one, i lose sight of those once around me and trudge on on my own, through rain and through sun; as i pretend to live life, darkness (silence) engulfs me painting my heart black while my eyes continue to scan the road that seemingly has no end; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – ...
End of Nothing - published by Poetry of Life
– Peter De Vries Where there is love there is life. – Indira Gandhi Life is like a coin. You can spend it any way you wish, but you only spend it once. – Lillian Dickson Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out. – Anton Chekhov Life is what happens to you, While you’re busy making other plans. – John Lennon
End of Nothing - published by Poetry of Life
i wish life could be a simple, carefree joyride into the sunset day after day; how i wish trouble could be swatted aside like a fly; got to spend time, got to make time, got to spend more time got to make more time got to fight the inevitable, got to live to fight the inevitable, got to rise up t...
i wish life could be a simple, carefree joyride into the sunset day after day; how i wish trouble could be swatted aside like a fly; got to spend time, got to make time, got to spend more time got to make more time got to fight the inevitable, got to live to fight the inevitable, got to rise up time after time just to fight to live another day; days when trouble stays far away, days when trouble clings like leeches do and suck my hope and confidence dry; life is not the same as it used to be, times have changed, yet i stayed put and fought on; even as the ice got thinner and thinner under m...
Bloom Once Again - published by Poetry of Life
– Allan K. Chalmers Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all. – Dale Carnegie The inability to open up to hope is what blocks trust, and blocked trust is the reason for blighted dreams. – Elizabeth Gilbert – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Bloom Once Again - published by Poetry of Life
as the walls crumbled and mist cleared, i heard the sounds of the locks coming undone and drop down with a clatter setting me free; i sit up and rub my eyes, a feeling of love and of true happiness now fill my empty heart; walking down the gravel path out of the thunder and the storm spring forth...
as the walls crumbled and mist cleared, i heard the sounds of the locks coming undone and drop down with a clatter setting me free; i sit up and rub my eyes, a feeling of love and of true happiness now fill my empty heart; walking down the gravel path out of the thunder and the storm spring forth beautiful flowers born again from the rain; as a brand new adventure begins, this is the time for you and me, overwhelmed by the intensity of emotions, dancing to the rhythm of love, holding your hand i encompass you within my soul;
Rhythm of Love - published by Poetry of Life
times when i just can’t say what i want to shout i am afraid when it comes out it will all be wrong; as the drama unfolds putting me dead in the center of an unexpected storm i keep moving in circles; try as much as possible i am stuck inside this cell even with the keys in my hand i am unable ...
times when i just can’t say what i want to shout i am afraid when it comes out it will all be wrong; as the drama unfolds putting me dead in the center of an unexpected storm i keep moving in circles; try as much as possible i am stuck inside this cell even with the keys in my hand i am unable to open the lock; as the walls close in on me i feel suffocated and fear i would just be another victim of her morbid games; as the world closed in on me, fear no longer an excuse i took a deep breath and out came what i suppressed inside; as i lay there exhausted and confused you lift me higher, ta...
Bringing a Sparkle - published by Poetry of Life
it started off small like a tiny blip on the horizon unknown and unimaginable; gazing into the darkened sky, hands grabbing to reach the stars I followed the mysterious sign near the horizon; unaware of the impending change I came closer and closer wanting to know more yet trying to remain at a d...
it started off small like a tiny blip on the horizon unknown and unimaginable; gazing into the darkened sky, hands grabbing to reach the stars I followed the mysterious sign near the horizon; unaware of the impending change I came closer and closer wanting to know more yet trying to remain at a distance; as the cold wind blew across my face a calmness came over my senses opening my eyes to a beauty that I only dreamed of; so many things cross my mind, yet when I close my eyes, I see nothing else except the beauty that I saw in you; as the sun set on the new world memories of yesterday fade ...
This Beautiful Thing - published by Poetry of Life
as the light pierces the darkfriday morning, illuminating everything in its pathI woke up with a purpose; my time has come,this is the end of the road,scavenging through my sensesI regain my conscious; as I slowly open my eyesthe sound of my heart beatingand the calmness of the landtell me everyt...
as the light pierces the darkfriday morning, illuminating everything in its pathI woke up with a purpose; my time has come,this is the end of the road,scavenging through my sensesI regain my conscious; as I slowly open my eyesthe sound of my heart beatingand the calmness of the landtell me everything is going to be ok; could not help think what could be,if the sun rose with you here with me.thoughts deep within, tantalizing,embedded visions so mesmerizing.
Love is just a game - published by Poetry of Life
tucked away, as my heart becomes still,once more imagination does it will.thinking all day of magic we share,close my eyes and picture you here. emotions set in, sparking the flame,and creating such burning desire.sometimes love is but a game,we are burnt by the roaring fire. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –certain lines are taken from another poem.image from Google
Love is just a game - published by Poetry of Life
as the night slowly gave away to a brand new morning my eyes opened to a brand new beginning; trying to be what i am not I let you take over me creeping and crawling you drove to me to the edge of madness; as I see the reflection in the water I look deep into the eyes that longingly stare from wi...
as the night slowly gave away to a brand new morning my eyes opened to a brand new beginning; trying to be what i am not I let you take over me creeping and crawling you drove to me to the edge of madness; as I see the reflection in the water I look deep into the eyes that longingly stare from within me hoping I would wake up from this slumber; always putting you in-front of me, I drew a false smile on my face allowing you to do all that you wanted and never I stopped you; now, when its time to wake up I find myself bound tight by your love and affection that I thought was true; not wanting...
Its Time - published by Poetry of Life
you came into my lifewhen darkness reigned supreme,expectations I had none,life was one big chore; and in one moment,you came in and sparkeda desire to live lifeand banished the darkness forever; as I sit here watching the night sky,I think of the days whendarkness was the only thingthat was visi...
you came into my lifewhen darkness reigned supreme,expectations I had none,life was one big chore; and in one moment,you came in and sparkeda desire to live lifeand banished the darkness forever; as I sit here watching the night sky,I think of the days whendarkness was the only thingthat was visible to me; as I sit here watching the twinkle of the stars,in the cool night breeze,the beautiful white moonflames the desire once again; a feeling so strong, yet said too much.a feeling that’s felt, yet unable to touch.breaking my strength downand screaming with no trace of sound; as the rush of ...
Dreams of Paradise - published by Poetry of Life
drifting away in my own mind getting lost in the sands of time i try to gather all the information that is beaming infront of my eyes; making little sense of what is being said and what is being done i wander round and round; acting like a clown in this theatre of dreams never really knowing what...
drifting away in my own mind getting lost in the sands of time i try to gather all the information that is beaming infront of my eyes; making little sense of what is being said and what is being done i wander round and round; acting like a clown in this theatre of dreams never really knowing what is it that i am supposed to; what is it that i am supposed to to remain sane in this mindless affairs of the heart that is playing a tug of war; like a lost diamond lying among scattered stones within my field of love i constantly searched myself; wandering aimlessly you found me and gave me a mean...
Without a mask - published by Poetry of Life
– Oliver Wendell Holmes He who wears a mask cannot see within himself. – Anonymous
Without a mask - published by Poetry of Life
as I stand hereon the threshold ofsomething newlife has come to a pause; everything has justbeen temporarilyput on hold orslowed down to a crawl; emotions,thoughts,desires,and dreams; like a kid stepping into a schoolafter the holidayseverything seems brand newwhile its all the same; nothing has ...
as I stand hereon the threshold ofsomething newlife has come to a pause; everything has justbeen temporarilyput on hold orslowed down to a crawl; emotions,thoughts,desires,and dreams; like a kid stepping into a schoolafter the holidayseverything seems brand newwhile its all the same; nothing has changednothing seems out of orderyet everything seems so out of synclike a lion out of captivity and into the forest; time will set right everything,time will show the mirageswhen the dust has settled,And only time will answerwhere this journey will take me;until then, I am as clueless as you areabo...
This is my life - published by Poetry of Life
– Ashleigh Brilliant As we struggle to make sense of things, life looks on in repose. – Author Unknown Living involves tearing up one rough draft after another. – Author Unknown You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life. – Albert Camus Human life is purely a matter of deciding what’s important to you. – Anonymous In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life. It goes on. – Robert Frost
This is my life - published by Poetry of Life
Wait, it’s never too late for years, i have been sitting on the fence contemplating whether to go this way or go the other way; unable to decide and unable to comprehend what i saw and what i witnessed; i stayed glued to this fence occasionally walking to the edge only to scamper back to the mi...
Wait, it’s never too late for years, i have been sitting on the fence contemplating whether to go this way or go the other way; unable to decide and unable to comprehend what i saw and what i witnessed; i stayed glued to this fence occasionally walking to the edge only to scamper back to the middle again and again; never quite really understood these colourful emotions and what they were trying to tell me or do to me; the cautious person that life forced me to be i was sceptical of life itself; when the fence that was my home just gave away under the onslaught of an external force that i ...
Silent Words - published by Poetry of Life
– James Earl Jones In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. – Martin Luther King, Jr. Words are the voice of the heart – Confucius Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning. – Maya Angelou
Silent Words - published by Poetry of Life
It’s half past midnight tossing and turning unable to sleep, I don’t know what to do; My mind is far away in search of something that I once had and somehow slipped out my hand; Struggling to understand this tug of war between the mind and heart I try to search for a solution so as to agree o...
It’s half past midnight tossing and turning unable to sleep, I don’t know what to do; My mind is far away in search of something that I once had and somehow slipped out my hand; Struggling to understand this tug of war between the mind and heart I try to search for a solution so as to agree on a compromise; Trying to pay attention to what’s happening around me, I try to decipher the clues and hints that I believe are there for my picking; Like a fish out of water, Out of innocence into adulthood Too soon into this fast paced game where I am just a spectator, lost and bewildered; So, w...
Don’t Give Up - published by Poetry of Life
Where did I all go wrong? What am I supposed to do? What is it that I have to do?
Don’t Give Up - published by Poetry of Life
Plenty of questions and answers all out there, is what I am told, yet I am totally lost; Going round and round in a place where the streets have no name, I bobble in and out of life; As the storm rages on unabated, the leaves blow and the trees sway, all I know is that I am here to stay, till the day my heart gives up on me; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Worry does not empty tomorrow of sorrow, it empties today of strength – Carrie Ten Bloom Trust in Dreams, For In Them is The Hidden Gate to Eternity.
Don’t Give Up - published by Poetry of Life
– Kahlil Gibran Faith is the bird that sings when the dawn is still dark. – Rabindranath Tagore What oxygen is to the lungs, such is hope to the meaning of life – Emil Brunner – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Don’t Give Up - published by Poetry of Life
lost in someone else’s dreamfrolicking amidst madnessdangling by a dream and makingno sense of this commotion; words of insanityspewing forth like lavabulldozing its way pasteverything that came in the path; how do I explainwhat goes on insidethe deepest shadowsof my heart; as the howling of th...
lost in someone else’s dreamfrolicking amidst madnessdangling by a dream and makingno sense of this commotion; words of insanityspewing forth like lavabulldozing its way pasteverything that came in the path; how do I explainwhat goes on insidethe deepest shadowsof my heart; as the howling of the windand crashing of the thunderdrown out the sound of a heart breakingI sit down to watch my reflection in the puddle of tears; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – -x-
Reflection - published by Poetry of Life
as my eyes closed, my mindawakens to a fantasywhere there are noboundaries or barriers; drawn to a memory so beautiful,to make it a reality I would surely die for;dwelling in sleepless nights forever,searching for an escape from this matrix of life; caught in a never ending questand battle for al...
as my eyes closed, my mindawakens to a fantasywhere there are noboundaries or barriers; drawn to a memory so beautiful,to make it a reality I would surely die for;dwelling in sleepless nights forever,searching for an escape from this matrix of life; caught in a never ending questand battle for all things, but life;unsure of where I am supposed to go,I had lost my way in this long and winding roads; one step away from losing my mind,falling deeper into the unknown,I did not know how to go onpretending everything was fine; a strange place it was for my new beginning,wondered why, of all the p...
Inspired by Love - published by Poetry of Life
– Euripides There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved. – George Santayana When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace. – His Holiness The Dalai Lama There is no remedy for love but to love more. – Henry David Thoreau
Inspired by Love - published by Poetry of Life
how can I explain?how can I describe?leaving me destituteturning me into an empty shell; I am wide awakebut my world is half asleep,voices telling me to carry onbut I am swimming in an ocean all alone; I tried to go on likethis never happened,but where I am goingis anybody’s guess! I will not q...
how can I explain?how can I describe?leaving me destituteturning me into an empty shell; I am wide awakebut my world is half asleep,voices telling me to carry onbut I am swimming in an ocean all alone; I tried to go on likethis never happened,but where I am goingis anybody’s guess! I will not questionwhat has brought you here to mebut some how, some whereit was meant to be.
Everything Changes But You! - published by Poetry of Life
with every step that I take,I am more confident than before;a thousand miles apart, I might be,yet you will still be in my thoughts; all good things must end,as life is forever changing,as I stand here, with emotions running deep,I have nothing else to sayI have no words to comfort youI hope everything changes but you; as I sit here, pen and paper in hand,wondering about all that happened,together, forever we will stay,because you know in your heartthat I will love you always; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – multipl...
Everything Changes But You! - published by Poetry of Life
– Robert Louis Stevenson Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. – Anais Nin A friend is one who walks in when others walk out -Walter Winchell A friend is one who believes in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself. – Anonymous
Everything Changes But You! - published by Poetry of Life
the day is almost overeverything I wanted to do,everything I wanted to say,has been said and done; as I make my way back to the den,before the darkness closed in,I start to think and wonder,why should I barricade myself again; I reach down into my souland grab for the real mehidden beneath this s...
the day is almost overeverything I wanted to do,everything I wanted to say,has been said and done; as I make my way back to the den,before the darkness closed in,I start to think and wonder,why should I barricade myself again; I reach down into my souland grab for the real mehidden beneath this skeletonof what the world has molded me into! sitting with my old friend the darkness,with silence all around for company,the thoughts and feelings thatswam inside, come into view; said to be mine,yet I understand nothingof the myriad of emotions,that have a mind of its own!
Land of Sunshine - published by Poetry of Life
as I looked at the horizon,seeking salvation and releasefrom the beast that lived within,I was at a loss what to do! as the sweet smell of salt,carried by the breeze, hit my senses,I thought for a minute,and gave in to my heart’s desire! in the garden of life,I forgot to enjoy the beauty,and got stuck in a rat hole,that slowly consumed me day after day; as I got up to leave for the day,the boundaries that once defined medisappeared as my heart leads meadrift on a dream to a land of sunshine; – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – — – – – –image from Google
Land of Sunshine - published by Poetry of Life
This is one of the mysteries of life. No one can predict how things will turn out yet all of us believe we are in control of it.
Many times life has a way of playing with us. What seems straightforward can get complicated real quickly and what seems tough can be a simple task. This is one of the mysteries of life. No one can predict how things will turn out yet all of us believe we are in control of it. as I swim through a sea of uncertainty, my heart sang with joy, my anguish thoughts gone! I don’t understand how or why, at times, I feel like the end is near, while at times, I feel like this is just the beginning!
Rhythm of the night - published by Poetry of Life
as I feel the warmth of the breeze upon my face, the sun gives way to darkness, illuminating the sky with diamonds aplenty; if only I had wings I could fly away, into the night sky, beyond the moon, far away from the depths of reality, where life seems like eternity; feeling useless and so unwanted, I found myself trapped in life’s grip lost in chaos and confusion, nothing seemed to be right; as faith and hope joined hands to shield me from the danger that life threw in my path, courage lifted me up and put me back on path; as I search happiness, that I have yet known, the rhythm of the n...
Rhythm of the night - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear. – Ambrose Redmoon Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood. – Marie Curie I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today. – William Allen White Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves – regret for the past and fear of the future. – Fulton Oursler What we seek we shall find; what we flee from flees from us.
Rhythm of the night - published by Poetry of Life
– Ralph Waldo Emerson – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Rhythm of the night - published by Poetry of Life
I don’t know what to saysitting here, watching the waves,emotions come flooding in,no words, no thoughts everything seems empty,everything seems so out of tune,one moment I was flying high,next thing I knew, something yanked me down! standing where I am now,looking back how far I have come,I th...
I don’t know what to saysitting here, watching the waves,emotions come flooding in,no words, no thoughts everything seems empty,everything seems so out of tune,one moment I was flying high,next thing I knew, something yanked me down! standing where I am now,looking back how far I have come,I thought I had learnt allthat life has to teach! when one door closed,another one opened,letting me continue the journey that I no longer wanted to be part of! never did I imagineit would come to this,never did I think, one day,I would be sitting hereand trying to figure out,What do I really know?
What do I know? - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –Just when you think you know it all, life changes in a second.– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
What do I know? - published by Poetry of Life
as I lay there watching thestars twinkling in the sky above,I saw an angel riding on a white horsecoming towards me! rubbing my eyes in disbeliefand sitting up straight,my eyes got glued to the events unfolding right in-front of my eyes dragging me away from where I was,putting me on the back of ...
as I lay there watching thestars twinkling in the sky above,I saw an angel riding on a white horsecoming towards me! rubbing my eyes in disbeliefand sitting up straight,my eyes got glued to the events unfolding right in-front of my eyes dragging me away from where I was,putting me on the back of the horse,she rode into the night sky,and into the twinkling stars! as the rush of the moment faded away,my fear gave way to wondermentas I realized the place I was going to! sitting comfortably on the edge,watching the world swirl around,I could only smile at the madnessthat everyone calls life!
Meaning of life - published by Poetry of Life
day by day, doing the same over and over again,trying to find the meaning of lifeeverywhere but inside! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – When we are motivated by goals that have deep meaning, by dreams that need completion, by pure love that needs expressing – then we truly live life. – Greg Anderson When I hear somebody sigh, “Life is hard,” I am always tempted to ask, “Compared to what?
Meaning of life - published by Poetry of Life
– Sydney Harris The only thing that stands between a man and what he wants from life is often merely the will to try it and the faith to believe that it is possible. – Richard M. DeVos If you live for love you spread kindness and compassion everywhere you go. When you stop believing in your heart you are but a sterile vessel wandering in the wilderness. – Francis Hegmeyer Life can be found only in the present moment. The past is gone, the future is not yet here, and if we do not go back to ourselves in the present moment, we cannot be in touch with life. – Thich Nhat Hanh
Meaning of life - published by Poetry of Life
thoughts running through my mindfind a resting placeafter all the hustle and bustlethat played out in my life; sleep that once ran away at hyperspeed,now slowly returns back, crawling back home;life that came to a standstillnow moves on at a gentle pace; so silently, she came and swept meoff to a...
thoughts running through my mindfind a resting placeafter all the hustle and bustlethat played out in my life; sleep that once ran away at hyperspeed,now slowly returns back, crawling back home;life that came to a standstillnow moves on at a gentle pace; so silently, she came and swept meoff to a wonderful dreamland,now, after showing me around,she gently placed me back on ground; the gentle waves, caress my feet,with sand in my shoes,i sit down to enjoy this beautiful, calm sea; as a new day dawns,i get up and make my wayacross the beach,leaving behind a dreamland; with the day still young...
Sunshine - published by Poetry of Life
another night of tossing and turning unable to sleep in this journey knowing fully landfall is imminent, i brace myself for the moment! running around in circles i move around hypnotized unable to sit down in place unable to do anything meaningful; waking up to the start of a new day, i wonder ho...
another night of tossing and turning unable to sleep in this journey knowing fully landfall is imminent, i brace myself for the moment!
Real Life - published by Poetry of Life
running around in circles i move around hypnotized unable to sit down in place unable to do anything meaningful; waking up to the start of a new day, i wonder how long to go before the day of the reckoning; i think it’s still dawn but i really don’t know, time flew so fast, i can’t remember a thing; i sat down to take a good look at me, but my eyes couldn’t see myself; i started to think about tomorrow, but my mind got stuck in present; everyone keeps talking, yet i don’t hear a thing; i wonder what it’s like to live i wonder what more should i do, to live life, a real life; –...
Real Life - published by Poetry of Life
From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living. – Anais Nin Love the moment. Flowers grow out of dark moments. Therefore, each moment is vital. It affects the whole. Life is a succession of such moments and to live each, is to succeed – Corita Kent
Real Life - published by Poetry of Life
stumbling through the corridor of life, i watched in amazement at what was going on! life, it seems, is like a rubber ball caught in the ocean tossed and thrown every minute of the journey yet trying to reach the shores of safety all the time! an independent person yet unable to think when it mat...
stumbling through the corridor of life, i watched in amazement at what was going on! life, it seems, is like a rubber ball caught in the ocean tossed and thrown every minute of the journey yet trying to reach the shores of safety all the time! an independent person yet unable to think when it mattered the most, i was a zombie with a sixth sense! standing at the dark corridor, i sought to put to an end to what was troubling me all the time! knife in hand, i searched in vain to destroy the trouble that troubled me!
Devil’s Workshop - published by Poetry of Life
desperate to erase everything and start afresh, i jumped into the ocean only to come out wet and with even more questions! seeking to find the answers to some of the questions i sought professional help, only to leave them confused! like the waves in the ocean, questions and questions and more questions, just flooded the nonexistent brain! then i realized, i am just a puppet dancing to the tunes in the workshop of life!
Devil’s Workshop - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – –– – – – – – – – –– – – – – – – – – an idle man’s brain is a devils’ workshop – – – – – – – – — – – – – – – – — – – – – – – – –
Devil’s Workshop - published by Poetry of Life
It seems like i’ve been sleeping For a thousand years without a thought without a purpose without a voice without a souluntil you walked into my life. All this time All these years I can’t believe, I couldn’t seeI can’t believe, I was in the dark With you so near me. Now that I know...
It seems like i’ve been sleeping For a thousand years without a thought without a purpose without a voice without a souluntil you walked into my life. All this time All these years I can’t believe, I couldn’t seeI can’t believe, I was in the dark With you so near me. Now that I know what I’m without-don’t let me die heredon’t leave mebreathe yourself into me make me feel realbring me to life!
Am Dying to Express - published by Poetry of Life
I’m always thinking of you thinking of expressing myself but my wordsjust blow away just blow away, when I look at you It always ends up to one thing I just can’t think of the right words to say. How can you know me so much And I know you If nothing is true? I know you understand me But why do you feel the need to tease me? Why don’t you just tell me It might be easier to please me Anywhere I go anywhere I look I cannot find a better person than you should I tell you how awful it feels giving off our time alone don’t you feel the pain When your eyes lock with mine?
Am Dying to Express - published by Poetry of Life
as the darkness lingered onand the light filtered in from above,i woke up to a brand new dayintent of breaking the barriers; all along i had built a brick wallto protect me from the rush of madnessa wall so strong and so comfortableit broke into pieces when you came around; broken into pieces and...
as the darkness lingered onand the light filtered in from above,i woke up to a brand new dayintent of breaking the barriers; all along i had built a brick wallto protect me from the rush of madnessa wall so strong and so comfortableit broke into pieces when you came around; broken into pieces andafraid that i might stumble and fallin the rubble infront of mei erected a little fence; to separate me from you,i built a fence around my heartand closed my eyes to the emotionsthat have now laid siege!
At your mercy! - published by Poetry of Life
a daily onslaught of emotions,besieged by your thoughts,as time passes on,i realize the end is not far awayi see the darkness slipping away,unable to put up a fight anymorei give in to my emotions,i surrender myself to you,express my love and put myself (my life)at your mercy!
At your mercy! - published by Poetry of Life
once always a madrushevery single day and nightlots of things to do,lots of places to go to. time, i wish i had plenty ofcaught in the swirl of madness running helter and skelterdreams shoved away to a corner! time came to a standstillthe moment you entered my lifedarkness that filled my soulhas ...
once always a madrushevery single day and nightlots of things to do,lots of places to go to. time, i wish i had plenty ofcaught in the swirl of madness running helter and skelterdreams shoved away to a corner! time came to a standstillthe moment you entered my lifedarkness that filled my soulhas been replaced by the sweetness of your smile! sitting here lost in the thoughts of youtime has come to a standstillprolonging the painof not being with you! thinking about the momentstanding before you,looking into your eyes,i whisper the wordsthat’s tearing my heart apart!
Into the sunset - published by Poetry of Life
as i wait for the momentthat will bring us closer,i just wish time comes to a standstillwhen you and me walk hand in hand into the sunset! – – – – – – – – – — – – – – — – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –image courtesy: google.i hold no copyrights to it.– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Into the sunset - published by Poetry of Life
sitting under the starswatching them twinkle and shinemy mind comes to a standstillthinking about it all! floodgates open up andmemories of the past,the present and the futurealongside you, play out! looking up into the darkness of the night,a distant light shines onmy present and lights up the p...
sitting under the starswatching them twinkle and shinemy mind comes to a standstillthinking about it all! floodgates open up andmemories of the past,the present and the futurealongside you, play out! looking up into the darkness of the night,a distant light shines onmy present and lights up the pathwhere my heart wants to go! a battle of mind and soul,a battle that i am losingyet my future looks brightwith us happily together mere words this might be,yet written from the depththey carry the futureof you and me together!
Under the stars! - published by Poetry of Life
promises, i dont makeof the riches and wealth;all i have and all that i cangive you is my lovefor as long as i am aliveto cement our futureto make our dreams come true!
Under the stars! - published by Poetry of Life
What am i supposed to to?after all that i have been throughwhen everything else had been banishedlike a fog, it slowly creeped inside me once again! can’t find the reason to keep holding ondon’t know how long i can keep going onlike this, hiding everything neatly tucked insidesmiling falsely ...
What am i supposed to to?after all that i have been throughwhen everything else had been banishedlike a fog, it slowly creeped inside me once again! can’t find the reason to keep holding ondon’t know how long i can keep going onlike this, hiding everything neatly tucked insidesmiling falsely and proving nothing. change is inevitable,thoughts of you now crawling inside melike never before. right when i thoughtthere’s nothing else leftseeds of love weresown deep inside me!
lose myself! - published by Poetry of Life
once a barren landyour presence, your thoughtstransformed it into a gardennow teeming with life now teeming with thoughts of you,i try to find a reason to hold on,to delay the inevitable!when love has won the war,i have lost the battle to you!i am lost under your spelland i am losing myself everyday!
lose myself! - published by Poetry of Life
i dreamt of an angel riding in the darknesssearching for something, searching for the light;when i looked into your eyes,i realized the angel is right infront me! never i have spent a momentwanting to hold on for the rest of my lifeand never let go ofuntil you came into my life; searching for the...
i dreamt of an angel riding in the darknesssearching for something, searching for the light;when i looked into your eyes,i realized the angel is right infront me! never i have spent a momentwanting to hold on for the rest of my lifeand never let go ofuntil you came into my life; searching for the meaning of life,i spent long time tucked away in darkness,and never did i imagine,i would find the meaning in you!
Love Again - published by Poetry of Life
fantasies inside me evoke dreamsthat can be brought to life only by youthoughts of you add fuel to the firethat rages on inside, trying to burn through; though i have not said it to youyou can see it in my words (here)and i am hoping you see thembefore they fade into the sands of time; if only i could tell you,if only you knew all of thisjust tell me how to tell youand i will say it all! as i stand in the twilight, with a heart born againfrom the ashes of betrayal,ready to love again,will you love me too?
Love Again - published by Poetry of Life
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Love Again - published by Poetry of Life
tapping to the songbeing played outi sat quietlysipping a refreshing drink the lyrics seem to be very known yet my mind is far away from itthe music is what i hearthe music is what i am listening to! legs wanting to clamber onto the dance floormy mind travelling somewhere far awaymy soul flying i...
tapping to the songbeing played outi sat quietlysipping a refreshing drink the lyrics seem to be very known yet my mind is far away from itthe music is what i hearthe music is what i am listening to! legs wanting to clamber onto the dance floormy mind travelling somewhere far awaymy soul flying in the darkness inside memy body stays rooted to the seat tired of dancing every single weeki sought a respite from thisseeking to end this once and for alli removed the dancing shoes and threw them away! now, tapping to the songplaying right nowi think of the timewhen i threw everything away for life!
Down to earth! - published by Poetry of Life
my mind is still travellling somewhere far awaymy soul is still flying in the darkness inside memy body is still rooted to the seatand my legs continue tapping with the new shoesthat keep me firmly on the ground! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Picture by Paloma Ramirez
Down to earth! - published by Poetry of Life
a sparkle in your eyes a flutter in my heart happiness like never before thats what i feel when i see you! one smile in your face wipes away the frown on my face heart beating once alone now finds home in the arms of a special someone as i wind along the roads travelling like a man on a mission l...
a sparkle in your eyes a flutter in my heart happiness like never before thats what i feel when i see you!
Life in the darkness! - published by Poetry of Life
one smile in your face wipes away the frown on my face heart beating once alone now finds home in the arms of a special someone as i wind along the roads travelling like a man on a mission leaving behind the empty and sad faces that line up after a hard day’s work passion beating deep down inside and i pictured you waiting patiently for us to walk down the sands of time together, with love lighting our path; as my thoughts gather momentum, the urge to break down the barrier that i built around myself grows stronger and stronger!
Life in the darkness! - published by Poetry of Life
with my resolve slowly breaking down, under the spell that my heart has found itself in a confused mind smiles in the twilight dreaming of a life in the darkness! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – reflection – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Life in the darkness! - published by Poetry of Life
with the game long overi made my way outof the groundbeing neither the winner nor the loser played my part so damn welli came out in high spiritseven though it ended in a dull draw with the skies sportinga dull grey looki walked away from the main roadinto the offbeat path! a solitairy bird flew ...
with the game long overi made my way outof the groundbeing neither the winner nor the loser played my part so damn welli came out in high spiritseven though it ended in a dull draw with the skies sportinga dull grey looki walked away from the main roadinto the offbeat path! a solitairy bird flew over my headand like a plane on a air showput on a performancebefitting a gold medal questions buzzing inside my head alreadynow started crawling with more velocitywhy? what? how come?where? when? how?
Enjoy the show! - published by Poetry of Life
plenty of questions to choose fromyet the answers evaded me all the time;barrage of questions everyday;trying to find a reason for all that happened!questioning everything that’s happening! the more i searched for answersthe more harder it became to find one!venturing out of the madness that i despisedi created a new madness inside me! tension building inside me all the time,thoughts weighing me down every minute,tired of searching for an answeri finally lost control and gave up!
Enjoy the show! - published by Poetry of Life
standing all alone in this new placei opened up my heademptied out all the questions buzzing insideand started to enjoy the show that i am witnessing now!
Enjoy the show! - published by Poetry of Life
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Enjoy the show! - published by Poetry of Life
flowing like the watersfrom the mountain topyou slowly engulfedall my thoughts; as darkness crawled upon meand covered my soul and hearti left life and entered a new worldfull of bright, twinkling light! gazing up into the skywith the stars for companyi began to drift awayinto the beauty of the n...
flowing like the watersfrom the mountain topyou slowly engulfedall my thoughts; as darkness crawled upon meand covered my soul and hearti left life and entered a new worldfull of bright, twinkling light! gazing up into the skywith the stars for companyi began to drift awayinto the beauty of the night! like a meteor lighting up the night sky,like a flood washing away everything in its path,you came in and swept me off my feet,swept me off this darkness and back into the light!
Beginning of the end! - published by Poetry of Life
unsure of where i belongwith thoughts of you on one side anddarkness extending its hand from the other!clouds of whispers kiss my earsas the angel speaks to meand tries to set my soul free;while the devil devil playsinside my mindto take me back to darkness;i wonder why i am still not dead! standing on the edge,with a game in full flowi am just waiting for it to end,i am waiting for a new beginning!
Beginning of the end! - published by Poetry of Life
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Beginning of the end! - published by Poetry of Life
slowly waking up from the fantasy of a dream my hand searches in vain for the dream to be a reality dreams are like a flower only when they bloom we realize how wonderful it can be! or how horrible its going to be! i sit upon a dream patiently waiting for it to bloom nurtured it for a long time, ...
slowly waking up from the fantasy of a dream my hand searches in vain for the dream to be a reality dreams are like a flower only when they bloom we realize how wonderful it can be! or how horrible its going to be! i sit upon a dream patiently waiting for it to bloom nurtured it for a long time, with all things good! time, i have spent! love, i have given lots of! hope, i have infused into it! confidence, i have plenty of it! from a cocoon that i built around myself i changed into a beautiful little butterfly waiting to soar into the light of the day taking my dream along with me!
Life is Like A Butterfly - published by Poetry of Life
perched on the flower that is now my dream, i wait for it to bloom to seal my fate – life or death! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – The life cycle is a butterfly is normally 2 – 4 weeks. Likewise, dreams dont last a lifetime. Before we know it, the dream is long dead! and sometimes(almost all the time) so are we!
Life is Like A Butterfly - published by Poetry of Life
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever. ~Carl Sagan A caterpillar who seeks to know himself would never become a butterfly – Andre Gide Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. – Nathaniel Hawthorne – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Life is Like A Butterfly - published by Poetry of Life
standing at the shadowswith the sun fading away into the horizonhand in hand, we stand watching the waves lap at our feet; a gentle breeze catches your hairand lightly blows it in my way,caressing my senses andcausing me to lose my breath; standing there in silence,heart beats filled the empty ai...
standing at the shadowswith the sun fading away into the horizonhand in hand, we stand watching the waves lap at our feet; a gentle breeze catches your hairand lightly blows it in my way,caressing my senses andcausing me to lose my breath; standing there in silence,heart beats filled the empty air;with darkness closing from all sideslove emanating from us, we stood there; reactions unknown, to the words that i say;dreams of a joyous future suppressed inside;i pen my words as poems to set my soul free;while dreams of us continue to haunt me day and night; desire transforming into dreamsnow w...
Dreams! - published by Poetry of Life
as the sun settles beneath the horizon,the gentle sound of the waves sing lullabieswith my emotions weighing me down every dayi hold your hand in mine,safely cuddled in my dreams!– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –image courtesy and copyrighted to ART.com– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Dreams! - published by Poetry of Life
Sometimes words fail you. You just a brick wall and nothing comes out. But your head is full of it. Yet to you cannot write. words, full of meaning words, that i mean each and every one of them struggle to come out! emotions, plenty of them neatly bottled up inside; words for each occasion; wor...
Sometimes words fail you. You just a brick wall and nothing comes out. But your head is full of it. Yet to you cannot write. words, full of meaning words, that i mean each and every one of them struggle to come out! emotions, plenty of them neatly bottled up inside; words for each occasion; words for each emotion! struggling to come out, causing a huge traffic jam inside my mind leaving my heart with no peace! a stream of words rushed out from my heart; bottled up inside, they queued up! queued up inside my mind causing more chaos and adding to the bottleneck inside i struggle to find a way!
A Reason to Write! - published by Poetry of Life
i struggle to find a way to let you know what my heart says; i struggle to pen words to my emotions! struggling each and every minute i try to find a reason behind all this i strive to find an answer – when i am struggling to express myself to you, what’s the reason that forces me to write? ——————————————————- as my friend said, words are more powerful than a sword ——————————————————-
A Reason to Write! - published by Poetry of Life
underneath the bright moon lightwith the stars in full viewwe walk hand in handalong the sea shore whispering sweet nothingsso softly that only we can hear;the waves gently caress our feet,the cool night air lifts us off into the clouds; basking in the moonlit rays,as stardust falls from abovehan...
underneath the bright moon lightwith the stars in full viewwe walk hand in handalong the sea shore whispering sweet nothingsso softly that only we can hear;the waves gently caress our feet,the cool night air lifts us off into the clouds; basking in the moonlit rays,as stardust falls from abovehand in hand, eye to eye,we stand locked in our embrace; surrounded by captivating starlight,majestic moon shine on this night,with the blackened skies as the backdroplove radiated and drenched us in absolute euphoria; with our romantic cruise nearing its end,under the stars on a moonlight baythere is ...
Moonlit Love - published by Poetry of Life
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Moonlit Love - published by Poetry of Life
my mind is blankno thoughtsno memorieseverything is just dark! watching the comedy on tvfails to evoke any laughter;while the beauty of mother naturedoesnt leave me in awe! once calm mind,now struggles to remain sanewith the storm nowcreating havoc inside me! frustration takes over,crossing the l...
my mind is blankno thoughtsno memorieseverything is just dark! watching the comedy on tvfails to evoke any laughter;while the beauty of mother naturedoesnt leave me in awe! once calm mind,now struggles to remain sanewith the storm nowcreating havoc inside me! frustration takes over,crossing the line of sanityclouds of angerblinds my eyes! making no senseof whats happeningchaos and confusionstrike at will! trapped within this tempestfighting to be free of this prisoni try to break the walls of insecurityand mend my ship to sail again!
Winds of Change! - published by Poetry of Life
at times, i slip and fall under the waves;at times, i struggle to breathe;at times, i consider putting an endto this all using the coward’s way out! taken for granted andtaken for a ridewhen i stopped running in this rat race,i was just pushed to the sidelines; when darkness called,i sold my soul to satanswallowed my pride andbecame a mute spectatorto this drama of life riding on the wings of hope,i go into this long battleknowing its my life that’s at stakeknowing the winds of change,that is around the corner,waiting to blow me back oncourseonce the storm has passed!
Winds of Change! - published by Poetry of Life
little by little, time slowlywanes away with each passing day;in this ocean of eternitymy time to live is only a small speck; trying to make the bestof what little time i havei strife to live lifeamidst the droplets of pain shed from a broken and a battered souldevoid of all feelingsit leaves beh...
little by little, time slowlywanes away with each passing day;in this ocean of eternitymy time to live is only a small speck; trying to make the bestof what little time i havei strife to live lifeamidst the droplets of pain shed from a broken and a battered souldevoid of all feelingsit leaves behind a longing to fill an another lifetime (ocean)!
Fading away into obscurity! - published by Poetry of Life
day by day, small emotionsslowly trickle from this souleating away at lifeand eroding the desire to survive with nothing more left to givemy body is now just a hollow soul (of flesh and blood)that slowly crumbles into pieces;and fades away like a teardrop! with the sands of timeblowing from all directionsuntil one day, i am just swept awayinto obscurity evoking no memories in any one! ———————————————————–
Fading away into obscurity! - published by Poetry of Life
when the day comes to a closeand the lights start to dimwhen darkness begins to engulfspeople scurry back into their den shutting themselves offin the comfort of artificial light,unable to face the darknessthey sleep the pain away; like glass windows,when the sun is shiningeverything is rosy;ever...
when the day comes to a closeand the lights start to dimwhen darkness begins to engulfspeople scurry back into their den shutting themselves offin the comfort of artificial light,unable to face the darknessthey sleep the pain away; like glass windows,when the sun is shiningeverything is rosy;everyone sparkle with joy; when the light fades away,the smile changes to a frownfear takes over anddrives them away; dark and gloomy all aroundthe sun long set in my horizoni stand here all alone andwatch them hide from themselves; brave enough to accept my mistakes;courageous to battle my emotional de...
Awakening of the morning! - published by Poetry of Life
with hope and confidencelighting my path in the darknessi stand here, waiting to be first oneto welcome the awakening of the morning!
Awakening of the morning! - published by Poetry of Life
the clock stuck 12:00 midnight unable to sleep i ventured out into the darkness of the night desperately seeking an answer i just close my eyes and try to weather the storm brewing inside me! the winds of change that sweeps the land everyday is powerless to dissipate the storm that rages when i...
the clock stuck 12:00 midnight unable to sleep i ventured out into the darkness of the night desperately seeking an answer i just close my eyes and try to weather the storm brewing inside me! the winds of change that sweeps the land everyday is powerless to dissipate the storm that rages when i wake up!
A rose in the rain! - published by Poetry of Life
with darkness all around me, i patiently walk around trying to find a crevasse and enter into life again (and reclaim my life again) countless days spent searching and many a sleepless nights wandering around the darkness gets darker and darker and the storm rages more and more furiously thinking about this all and trying to find an alternate route i stepped away from my usual path into the road that i long left behind with a slight rain now falling, as I turned back into the desolate road i froze at the sight that i saw on a path that only dead men walk around struggling to bloom in the ...
A rose in the rain! - published by Poetry of Life
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A rose in the rain! - published by Poetry of Life
standing at the twilighti seek answersfor the futurethat i know nothing about footsteps that i have left behindhave been carefully redrawn to hide the stumblesand the scars that they have left! sympathy, i do not seek;money, i do not care a dime;riding the wave of struggles and hardshipthat broug...
standing at the twilighti seek answersfor the futurethat i know nothing about footsteps that i have left behindhave been carefully redrawn to hide the stumblesand the scars that they have left! sympathy, i do not seek;money, i do not care a dime;riding the wave of struggles and hardshipthat brought me here, i stand all alone; explanations, i do not need for the past;life has become a big questionfor which i am seeking asimple answer – to live or to die! like the silkworm, i built a cocoonto protect me from this ungrateful world!now when i am ready to fly outi have nowhere to go to!
I am trying - published by Poetry of Life
standing at the twilight,not afraid of the darkness that surrounds mei am just seeking a simple answeri am just trying to live a life!
I am trying - published by Poetry of Life
waking up early on a cloudy saturday morningi start the dayjust like any other each day, each new beginningtrying to put yesterday behindi try to start afreshand live the day maybe a curse?maybe past sins?i dont knowi always get caught my efforts to live life,see life in a new perspectivecomes to...
waking up early on a cloudy saturday morningi start the dayjust like any other each day, each new beginningtrying to put yesterday behindi try to start afreshand live the day maybe a curse?maybe past sins?i dont knowi always get caught my efforts to live life,see life in a new perspectivecomes to a grinding haltwith the ray of hope, blotted out again and again!
Thunderstorms - published by Poetry of Life
every day, its the same routinea brand new day, a brand new beginningthe sunlight that arise in the morningis shut off the moment they peek out of the horizon my hope to live life normallyjust like you, just like everyone elsegets clouded behind the the thunderstorms that appear from nowhere! behind the dark clouds that hidemy hopes and desires,a ray of sunshine peeks out (everyday)boosting my confidence to live life and fight another daybefore i am completely dead!
Thunderstorms - published by Poetry of Life
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Thunderstorms - published by Poetry of Life
i had been thinking,thinking about a lot of thingsfrom the little boy in the playgroundto the granny in the park! from the things i had done years agoto what i did yesterdaybeen thinking what i am doing nowto what i will be doing tomorrow! a lot of choices;a lot of options;life is about choices, ...
i had been thinking,thinking about a lot of thingsfrom the little boy in the playgroundto the granny in the park! from the things i had done years agoto what i did yesterdaybeen thinking what i am doing nowto what i will be doing tomorrow! a lot of choices;a lot of options;life is about choices, everyone saysand choosing the options wisely from the road less travelledto the most crowded streetsi had made the choices and chosen the options my way! now, tired of all thisand the mask slowly wearing offi am being forced to choosei have to make one final choice.
Standing at the door! - published by Poetry of Life
standing at the door,do i reapply the makeupand continue to wear this mask (forever)or do i give in to life’s desires? —————————————————-image courtesy: flickr.
Standing at the door! - published by Poetry of Life
desires leads to desperationdesperation leads to actionmy desire to fight this strugglemade me to take action unable to stay in the cornerday after dayi picked the lockand broke the chains that bound me walking away from the corneri made my way into life, once againhope i have plenty of,confidenc...
desires leads to desperationdesperation leads to actionmy desire to fight this strugglemade me to take action unable to stay in the cornerday after dayi picked the lockand broke the chains that bound me walking away from the corneri made my way into life, once againhope i have plenty of,confidence i have not lost yet.
The Reason - published by Poetry of Life
once the excess baggagethat no one wantedi was determined to change thati now wanted to be “the must have” in everyone’s baggage death chased me at every stepuntil it got fed upwith my determinationwith my desire to live life now, looking for a reason whyall these happened…my friend said, everything happens for a reasonand i wondered, what that reason must be?
The Reason - published by Poetry of Life
through this maze of false smiles and greedwhen love was ebbing away from me, i met youand i knew, my friend was right all the timeeverything happens for a reason,and the reason is “You” ————————————————————image courtesy: google
The Reason - published by Poetry of Life
i remember how we used to be togetherall the things we used to do we did togetherweek after weekit used to be the same, all the time you and me, living life the way we wantednever a minute, we stopped to carewhat the world said about uswe lived life, just you and me love binded us togetherlove...
i remember how we used to be togetherall the things we used to do we did togetherweek after weekit used to be the same, all the time you and me, living life the way we wantednever a minute, we stopped to carewhat the world said about uswe lived life, just you and me love binded us togetherlove we did each otherwe shared it allwe shared everything from the little secrets we hid from othersto indulging in fantasies that we desiredwe were the envy of the landwe were different only by sex when darkness closed in from all sideswe fought onthrowing everything that we foundto keep this love ali...
The Moment - published by Poetry of Life
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The Moment - published by Poetry of Life
i dreamed i was in the parksitting on the benchwatching the birdsand reading the book sound of laughtersuddenly broke the silenceand filled the airsitting up straight, i looked out one look is all it tookone look that left me speechless, brought me back to sensesand woke me up from this dream ...
i dreamed i was in the parksitting on the benchwatching the birdsand reading the book sound of laughtersuddenly broke the silenceand filled the airsitting up straight, i looked out one look is all it tookone look that left me speechless, brought me back to sensesand woke me up from this dream i sat therewaiting for a miracleto drag me out from the darkness i sat therein the darknessto save me from the old daysto find the real me amongst the chaos never opened myself this wayall these words i don’t just sayhow can you just look at meand not hear what my heart is screaming out loud?
Screaming out loud! - published by Poetry of Life
————————————————————————image courtesy: Flickr. i hold no copyright to it.2 lines from “Nothing Else Matters” by “Metallica”.there are multiple meanings to this.
Screaming out loud! - published by Poetry of Life
these are the original words for the poem. For some reason, i didnt like it and changed it to the previous version (that can be seen here) its been a tough day running from pillar to post i am scarred by you and i do not know what to do got to go shopping got stuff to do got lots of things to do ...
these are the original words for the poem. For some reason, i didnt like it and changed it to the previous version (that can be seen here) its been a tough day running from pillar to post i am scarred by you and i do not know what to do got to go shopping got stuff to do got lots of things to do and i do not know what to do all alone with the tv blaring loudly i hear nothing except the words you said i pick the phone to call you right away then i realize i dont have your number!
Do i have to say the words (original) - published by Poetry of Life
can’t believe i would fall again can’t believe it would come to this can’t believe my dreams would be filled by your thoughts and i end up waking up wanting to see you everyday! It’s a shame the weekend is two full days two full days of living like a fish out of water like a full moon on a black night sky even in darkness your face is what I see i don’t care who you are! i don’t care what you did! i don’t care about anything else!
Do i have to say the words (original) - published by Poetry of Life
except your present and our future i miss you, i love you with thoughts of you tattooed in my mind with my words screaming your name rescure me darling, do i have to say the words?
Do i have to say the words (original) - published by Poetry of Life
making my way across to my chair i catch a glimpse of the wavy hair that is now so synonymous with your beauty one min, i am wandering around aimlessly the next min, i am sitting in the chair my fingers typing something my mind thinking only about you its now or never, getting up from the chair i...
making my way across to my chair i catch a glimpse of the wavy hair that is now so synonymous with your beauty one min, i am wandering around aimlessly the next min, i am sitting in the chair my fingers typing something my mind thinking only about you its now or never, getting up from the chair i walk towards you and try to scream what my words had been saying standing here next to you i whisper into your eyes, come to me darling, do i have to say the words?
Do i have to say the words? (version 2) - published by Poetry of Life
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Do i have to say the words? (version 2) - published by Poetry of Life
standing here at a break of dawnwatching the golden sunslowly break out of its “trap”i close my eyes i close my eyesand see images streaming in ofincidents, events, peoplefrom the past and the present the past just whizzes bystopping only to remind me ofthe mistakes that had happenedand those...
standing here at a break of dawnwatching the golden sunslowly break out of its “trap”i close my eyes i close my eyesand see images streaming in ofincidents, events, peoplefrom the past and the present the past just whizzes bystopping only to remind me ofthe mistakes that had happenedand those that i had once done images from the presentslowly play themselves in a slideshowthings that happened yesterdaythings that happened a minute ago seemingly going on and onit stops abruptlyit stops at an imagethat is not part of me a scene i had only imaginedof you and me together under a moonlit sky...
When i close my eyes - published by Poetry of Life
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When i close my eyes - published by Poetry of Life
I’ve been up all night Nothing seems to pass my mind “Goodnight” we said but the silence was so thick and you never cared to to break it. Baby, there’s nothin’ I can do. You’re the one my last resort and I’ve put all my trust just in you – in your hands. C’mon and look into my e...
I’ve been up all night Nothing seems to pass my mind “Goodnight” we said but the silence was so thick and you never cared to to break it. Baby, there’s nothin’ I can do. You’re the one my last resort and I’ve put all my trust just in you – in your hands. C’mon and look into my eyes Do you see it Do you see the love in there? You don’t understand me, my baby. You don’t seem to know that I need you so much. You don’t understand me, my feelings, You are the reason I’m breathin’, my love The only reason why I breathe!
You Don’t Understand Me - published by Poetry of Life
pacing up and downover and over againcounting down the minutesuntil your arrival looking at the phonefor the hundredth timemy hands automaticallydial your number disconnecting the line right awayunable to bear the silencei switch the phone offto stop me from calling you barely a minute had passed...
pacing up and downover and over againcounting down the minutesuntil your arrival looking at the phonefor the hundredth timemy hands automaticallydial your number disconnecting the line right awayunable to bear the silencei switch the phone offto stop me from calling you barely a minute had passedwhat if you had called?what if you had messaged?the phone is switched back on!
Reason to live life - published by Poetry of Life
with the time slowly ticking byi think about lifting you from the office chairand like a supermanflying you to this place right away patience, i tell myselfwith my patience is at its breaking pointi catch a glimpse of your wavy black hairsending my heart on a wild spin what am i supposed to dowhen you say those words?how do i react?how do you expect me to react? standing herewatching you come closer, one look into your eyesi find the reason to live life again! ——————————————- image courtesy: 123 greetings
Reason to live life - published by Poetry of Life
i could hardly believe it when i heard what you saidi couldnt wait till the eveningto hear it straight from you tell me what do i donow that the things which i only dreamt ofare going to come truetell what do i do evening now looks so far awaytime has slowed down to a crawlin one single momentmy ...
i could hardly believe it when i heard what you saidi couldnt wait till the eveningto hear it straight from you tell me what do i donow that the things which i only dreamt ofare going to come truetell what do i do evening now looks so far awaytime has slowed down to a crawlin one single momentmy life has changed living life as it camei had only dreamsi had only dreamsof you and me together my bravery had gone into hidingwhen it came to telling youwhat my heart has been shoutingsilently since i met you all my dreamsall that i had hoped foris just a single spark awayeither it could fizzle out...
How am i supposed to live - published by Poetry of Life
sitting across the tablepatiently listening to what you are sayingi couldn’t help remembering i couldn’t help rememberingwhat i had said beforeabout what you are sayingabout your “worries” i find it hard to believewe have walked down this roadmany a times beforebut we still end up here ag...
sitting across the tablepatiently listening to what you are sayingi couldn’t help remembering i couldn’t help rememberingwhat i had said beforeabout what you are sayingabout your “worries” i find it hard to believewe have walked down this roadmany a times beforebut we still end up here again don’t go changing, to try and please medon’t go trying some new fashiondon’t change the way you dressdon’t change the hairstyle i don’t want you to be brillianti don’t want you to be richi don’t want you to work hardi don’t want to you change just be what you have been just be wh...
Just the way you are - published by Poetry of Life
coming home in the middle of the night i find you sleeping like a kid one look at you and i am purring like a kitten i have had my share of pleasure and i have tasted pain never thought an angel would enter my life with all the things running in my mind i snuggle next to you and drift slowly to s...
coming home in the middle of the night i find you sleeping like a kid one look at you and i am purring like a kitten i have had my share of pleasure and i have tasted pain never thought an angel would enter my life with all the things running in my mind i snuggle next to you and drift slowly to sleep sound of the mobile ringing woke up me from this sleep switching the mobile off i put my hands to hold you i put my hands to hold you only to claw at the empty bed finding you not next to me i sit upright and make my way out seeing you getting ready to dive back into the world again i ask you t...
Don’t go away - published by Poetry of Life
i have been wondering how in one single day i started thinking only about you how do you describe a feeling? words run away from me things that i only dreamt of only witnessed in movies things when others used to say i scoffed at them for being fools but just like a hurricane you came and swept m...
i have been wondering how in one single day i started thinking only about you how do you describe a feeling?
Can you feel it? - published by Poetry of Life
words run away from me things that i only dreamt of only witnessed in movies things when others used to say i scoffed at them for being fools but just like a hurricane you came and swept me off my feet it’s been a while emotions long put away in vaults of steel now slowly forcing its way out you got me hypnotised you got my heart beating like a comet faster and faster with each moment i never felt this way let me break the ice allow me to hold you in my arms walking the offbeat path let us bask in love and live life together no more wondering why no more living life in dreams let me hold ...
Can you feel it? - published by Poetry of Life
pushing my way past the hordesi walk inside the restaurantunder a hazy spellof shock and awe less than 24 hours agowe were strangerswalking the pathwe created for ourselves one brief lookone little smilemy world was turned upside downin one single moment love at first sighti never believ...
pushing my way past the hordesi walk inside the restaurantunder a hazy spellof shock and awe less than 24 hours agowe were strangerswalking the pathwe created for ourselves one brief lookone little smilemy world was turned upside downin one single moment love at first sighti never believeduntil the momenti saw you watching me!
Come Closer - published by Poetry of Life
as i stood therein the dim light of the restaurant bathed in her radianceshe shines like a star under her spellunable to pull myself awayturning up the musicand switching off the lights i whisper “come closer” ————————————————- image courtesy google
Come Closer - published by Poetry of Life
Sitting in the corner watching everyone do something i couldnt help noticing you looking at me one look at you you turn away with a little smile leaving me looking at an empty space walking towards the door i see you engrossed in a book no movements, no looking up i rush past you i rush past you ...
Sitting in the corner watching everyone do something i couldnt help noticing you looking at me one look at you you turn away with a little smile leaving me looking at an empty space walking towards the door i see you engrossed in a book no movements, no looking up i rush past you i rush past you stop, look behind to catch a glimpse of you watching me leave crazy little games we are playing like kids on the block every single day the little smile the little gestures that you do are taking over me! i wanna break free take your hand and whisper sweet nothings pull you close and hold you near!
Come, Talk to me! - published by Poetry of Life
don’t wait for me to make a move as i am stuck in the corner waiting for the one to pull me out come, talk to me and say, you love me!
Come, Talk to me! - published by Poetry of Life
blaming myself for everything, life it seems, is hell bent on , pushing me away to fight, a battle i have grown weary of!
Pushing me away walking home on a Sunday evening, thinking about life, thinking about myself, i get stuck in a sudden downpour; without nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, i walk along, unmindful of the pouring rain; seeing an empty bus stand, i walk my way towards it, to escape the rain, walking my way towards it, i suddenly slip and fall down; gathering myself once again, i look up to see the, once empty stand , now brimming with life; with my journey just started, i move on to the next shade, the moment i step in, i am pushed back into the rain; clueless, wondering why, i try to get an answ...
Pushing me away - published by Poetry of Life
——————————————————– Title inspired by Linkin Park song – Pushing me away! You might also be interested in Stuck in a Dream poem. This poem was first written on Jul 28, 2008 and has been updated on Dec 17, 2020.
Pushing me away - published by Poetry of Life
seated in the conference room stuck in a meeting my mind thinking about nothing i was busy explaining a missed call at first another call from home disconnecting the line i continue with work next 30 minutes i was bombarded with phone-calls sms messages asking me to come home softly at first, s...
seated in the conference room stuck in a meeting my mind thinking about nothing i was busy explaining a missed call at first another call from home disconnecting the line i continue with work next 30 minutes i was bombarded with phone-calls sms messages asking me to come home softly at first, sternly later completely flabbergasted and clueless about the barrage of calls i picked my office telephone with tiredness all over my voice a simple little hello was responded with excitement and with tears asking me to reach home asap deligating all work cancelling all meeetings i rushed home to a ...
How my life changed in one boring day! - published by Poetry of Life
as i scanned the paper a wave of silence took over shocked, speechless words escaped me looking at her my reactions numbed by the news taking her by the hand floating high in the air showering her with kisses aplenty i was running between heaven and wonderland shocked excited happy speechless stunned tears of joy hugging her congratulating her i stood there forgetting myself my mind wandered off 38 weeks forward!
How my life changed in one boring day! - published by Poetry of Life
tearing down the 365 days calendar i replaced it with a new calendar of 280 days 280+ dreams each day flew like a car race a blink of the eye the day is over advices plenty care and affection at every second life has become more interesting with each passing day ——————————————————————– note: this is an imaginary poem – how a guy would feel when he learns he is gonna become a dad and then the next couple of days/weeks… 😉
How my life changed in one boring day! - published by Poetry of Life
I had a familya loving wifeand a pretty little daughteri called Angel Angel and i spent our timebuilding toy housesfeeding the little birds in the parkfighting with the little boy next door time flew bymy little angel grew into fine young princessthat’s when it all started that’s when it all ...
I had a familya loving wifeand a pretty little daughteri called Angel Angel and i spent our timebuilding toy housesfeeding the little birds in the parkfighting with the little boy next door time flew bymy little angel grew into fine young princessthat’s when it all started that’s when it all startedthe fear of losing my angelthe day when my princesswould leave me and go away the day finally camewhen my angelcame home with “her” prince charming one look at himmy heart skipped a beatfirst time in our lifemy little princess cried herself to sleep my angel spread her wings and flew away...
My Angel - published by Poetry of Life
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My Angel - published by Poetry of Life
seated in the cold benchon a mid april eveningi watch the kids rush home to escape the freezing cold seated in this benchwith arms and legswith eyes, nose and mouthjust like everyone else kids – big and smallmake me what i amdestroy me for what i am notsome decorate mewhile some dis-robe me ...
seated in the cold benchon a mid april eveningi watch the kids rush home to escape the freezing cold seated in this benchwith arms and legswith eyes, nose and mouthjust like everyone else kids – big and smallmake me what i amdestroy me for what i am notsome decorate mewhile some dis-robe me seated in the cold benchi feel lonelywhen the kids leaveand darkness falls but when shadows recedeand the light crawls its way back againmy spirits soar once againwhen the kids rush towards me its almost the end of wintermy days are numberedand everyone will soon forget meand i will melt into the la...
Most Wanted Man! - published by Poetry of Life
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Most Wanted Man! - published by Poetry of Life
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Getting up from my corner I embark on my pink beauty listen to my favorite music keep driving smiling at the kids on the way enjoying the pleasure of riding alone with the soulful breeze flowing through my hair gently brushing my face i drive towards home a pleasure ride!
Fear of the Unknown - published by Poetry of Life
I get an eerie feel i look back only in time to see the darkness unfold and chase me this dark feeling always chases me wherever I go no matter whatever I do I can’t get it out of my mind I ride on and it rides with me slowly overtaking me and penetrates me – all the while whispering Strange words into my ears i get that fear – a fear of this unknown fear of losing my grip fear of losing myself to it i ride faster and faster to reach home before it grasps me and takes me over completely!
Fear of the Unknown - published by Poetry of Life
But this darkness shrewd as it is outdoes me and spreads before my eyes blanking out the lights and the blaring honks until I see nothing but darkness and silence folds in with no music to my ears i give in to this darkness i give in to this silence without putting up a fight i surrender myself!
Fear of the Unknown - published by Poetry of Life
as i race into the mid-day traffici kickstart my own racewith my eyes glued on the roadmy mind spins it own story the images of the last few hoursquickly scanned throughlike a computer doing its wizardrymy mind conjures up its own sorcery isolating a few imagesthe magic start once againnavigating...
as i race into the mid-day traffici kickstart my own racewith my eyes glued on the roadmy mind spins it own story the images of the last few hoursquickly scanned throughlike a computer doing its wizardrymy mind conjures up its own sorcery isolating a few imagesthe magic start once againnavigating through this traffici find myself in wonderland honking of the horn(s),the madness of the rush hour trafficall seemed out of placein this wonderland that i find myself in with my eyes looking at the road aheadmy mind plays out its own fairy talemy mind suddenly fast forwardsinto the unknown future ...
Rain killed my life! - published by Poetry of Life
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Rain killed my life! - published by Poetry of Life
walking down the roadon a hot, sunny dayi find myself walking aloneon a normally busy highway i look backlook rightlook leftnothing at all normally fierce windhas died down to nothingthe sun is shiningyet it feels cold all doors shut tightall narrow lanes barricadedcant go back the way i camecant...
walking down the roadon a hot, sunny dayi find myself walking aloneon a normally busy highway i look backlook rightlook leftnothing at all normally fierce windhas died down to nothingthe sun is shiningyet it feels cold all doors shut tightall narrow lanes barricadedcant go back the way i camecant stay glued to the same spot arming myself with a sticki slowly take one step at a time shaken by feari claw my way back to my room time flew fastthinking about thiswhen i realized the sun has gone downand the darkness of the night is upon us gathering couragei slowly make my way back to this “lon...
When darkness closed in - published by Poetry of Life
confused and bewilderedi stood there perplexedwhen darkness closed inand slowly engulfed memy questionsfound the answers i had been looking for! ——————————————note: has multiple meanings.
When darkness closed in - published by Poetry of Life
Who am I this evening? Who am I today? Who was I before this? Where did my life stray? This vision I am seeing Certainly is not me this cloudy broken image is not who I want to be I’ve lost sight of my morals I’ve lost sight of my own heart My center is broken I have let myself fall apart My ...
Who am I this evening? Who am I today? Who was I before this? Where did my life stray?
Who am I today? - published by Poetry of Life
This vision I am seeing Certainly is not me this cloudy broken image is not who I want to be I’ve lost sight of my morals I’ve lost sight of my own heart My center is broken I have let myself fall apart My actions are careless My thoughts indeed coincide this hideous broken image I would really like to hide Reevaluation is the key here to determine where I must change to clear up my own reflection so that I don’t seem so strange Others are not hurt by what they do not know but I am hurting from what I do the truth is visibly apparent in my reflection the terrible memories of my commit...
Who am I today? - published by Poetry of Life
Who was I today? I will work to clean up for tomorrow is already on its way….
Who am I today? - published by Poetry of Life
Walk with me in burden come sit and feel my grief watch out for damaged waste in terms of wrong, I am chief Hold my hand in darkness come feel the fear within my heart watch out for haunting ghosts In this horror movie I play the worst part Sit next to me in sadness Come hear the cries of my pain...
Walk with me in burden come sit and feel my grief watch out for damaged waste in terms of wrong, I am chief Hold my hand in darkness come feel the fear within my heart watch out for haunting ghosts In this horror movie I play the worst part Sit next to me in sadness Come hear the cries of my pain Watch out for broken glass fragments In this storm, I am the rain Stand firm with me in catastrophe Come hold my hand in yours Watch out for the uncertain things In this world, we are caught in wars Talk to me in hope Come see if my future holds a brighter day Watch out for the obstacles In this wi...
I Sometimes Can Not See - published by Poetry of Life
I’m drowning into thoughts of my imagination lost within a sea of roaring waves all around filled with swimming memories shaded gray each screaming to be heard, but not emitting sound. I’ve landed upon an empty shore, breathless and gripping sand. I think perhaps I’ve forgotten how to breat...
I’m drowning into thoughts of my imagination lost within a sea of roaring waves all around filled with swimming memories shaded gray each screaming to be heard, but not emitting sound. I’ve landed upon an empty shore, breathless and gripping sand. I think perhaps I’ve forgotten how to breathe or perhaps maybe I have been suffocated by life’s callous hand. My eyes hone in on secrets when words play a wrong tune. They narrow just a sliver into the depths of what is true. The sand grinds hands and knees as I push myself up Though I have not been here, this place I already somehow knew.
Thoughts… - published by Poetry of Life
My movements are awkward, unsteady is my gait. Each step rings with uncertain sound, C flat, B minor, but I cant sit here and wait. The sky holds various yellow hues with scattered streaks of red like the many scars upon my skin that once upon a time had bled. In the distance I see her, the little girl I once knew curled up and shivering in a dark corner so hurt and uncertain of what to do. I keep on walking, kicking sand as I go. I don’t want to relive that memory of a long time ago. I’ve pushed past that place, past that dark corner, the sand flings up on her, burying her deep below.
Thoughts… - published by Poetry of Life
Suddenly I’m stopped by a man so bald and fat, his eyes whisper his shameful intentions and suddenly my hands grip tightly a bat. I will not let him have his way with me I have been down this road too many times before before I realize my own abilities, Im swinging the bat screaming to him to get back or I will swing more. He is but a memory of the past I abhor. but I have beat past his constant cruelty to a place where more kindness is in store. The palm trees sway swiftly in a breeze of blue, the frawns whipping wrestlessly, whispering to hurry.
Thoughts… - published by Poetry of Life
But I have no fear now, these thoughts can not consume me my balance has become steady now, therefore I have no worry. I turn around to see the gray-blue shore the sea has settled down to the quiet of a lullaby but I will not sit and wait, there is a future I must explore.
Thoughts… - published by Poetry of Life
a bundle of laughter joy and happiness was a daily routine in my life busy i was always time was always short time was always short when it came to all things fun juggling books on one hand a football on the other a heavy bag to add to the burder i was supposed to be living life constantly runnin...
a bundle of laughter joy and happiness was a daily routine in my life busy i was always time was always short time was always short when it came to all things fun juggling books on one hand a football on the other a heavy bag to add to the burder i was supposed to be living life constantly running doing something all the time my only free time was when i fell asleep time flew so fast before i knew it i was at it all over again balancing work partying with friends trying to live a crazy life to the fullest running helter and skelter chasing an unknown treasure bored with running around in ci...
Why i am a loser! - published by Poetry of Life
My silence is born with me – within me consoles me all the time And I used to love This silence but now, a thunderous silence some unforeseen one comes from nowhere and tries to break through my thoughts and fills my mind and spirit this silence speaks with me in a language that my heart interp...
My silence is born with me – within me consoles me all the time And I used to love This silence but now, a thunderous silence some unforeseen one comes from nowhere and tries to break through my thoughts and fills my mind and spirit this silence speaks with me in a language that my heart interprets but my mind fails to relate This silence torments me day and night with eyes that speak I try to move away from it But it fills my mind With strange feelings And with reflections of darkness It attracts me to it.
Silence - published by Poetry of Life
with these disturbing thoughts, I try to steal myself away – inside myself, I try to take cover And I cry silent tears Unable to break away!
Silence - published by Poetry of Life
sitting quietly in one corner of the roomi seem like a boring personpeople come, people goall look at me with the same stare oh, look at him!wasting his time doing nothingwhat a boring person! some sayyou should be active and outgoing! say others listening patiently to everyonei give them all ...
sitting quietly in one corner of the roomi seem like a boring personpeople come, people goall look at me with the same stare oh, look at him!wasting his time doing nothingwhat a boring person! some sayyou should be active and outgoing!
Where the Spirit Soars! - published by Poetry of Life
say others listening patiently to everyonei give them all a wry smileand continue sitting quietly in the corner opening up to only those i believeshutting myself to the resti keep a lookout for the one i keep a lookout for the oneto set me free from this human prisoni find myself in i find myselfday after daywatching the horizonfor the one to appear i think i see the onegetup from my cornermake my way closeronly to find the one receding further away from me like a lizard in the ceilingpatiently waiting for the fly to come neari patiently wait in the cornerfor the one to come near me with my...
Where the Spirit Soars! - published by Poetry of Life
———————————————————————————————————- note: The Image used above is the official movie poster for “The Spirit“. I hold no copyright to it. Some lines do have multiple meanings.
Where the Spirit Soars! - published by Poetry of Life
sitting in the comfort of my home air conditioner at full blast with the tv remote in hand i lazily flip through the channels one glance through the window the street is empty no dogs, no cows not even the pesky little crows rush back inside and grab the remote flip through once again stopping on...
sitting in the comfort of my home air conditioner at full blast with the tv remote in hand i lazily flip through the channels one glance through the window the street is empty no dogs, no cows not even the pesky little crows rush back inside and grab the remote flip through once again stopping only at the news channels quickly scanning the screen for anything no mention of anything quickly switch on the pc type in the news channel websites another scan through the pages still nothing my blood pressure at an all time high sweating profusely at this unexplained phenomenon i grab the towel and...
How i forgot to enjoy a nice, sunny afternoon - published by Poetry of Life
inspired by childhood events. As a child, we start worrying about a lot of things that do not concern us. It could be anything from the dog that got hit by a bicyle to the person who tripped and fell down – they wouldnt care that we are worrying about them, but still we fret and worry about them a lot. This one has multiple meanings 🙂
How i forgot to enjoy a nice, sunny afternoon - published by Poetry of Life
desert rose as I sat down on the park bench after a long and weary day I couldn’t help noticing the once bustling park is now almost deserted once the jewel of the land bustling with activity the park was the epitome of all things beautiful fragrance of the flowers filled the air home to variou...
desert rose as I sat down on the park bench after a long and weary day I couldn’t help noticing the once bustling park is now almost deserted once the jewel of the land bustling with activity the park was the epitome of all things beautiful fragrance of the flowers filled the air home to various birds and the bees the young and the old a garden of heaven in the middle of chaos fame and beauty cast a spell of doom once the most beautiful place on land turned into just another plot of land Disillusioned by life outside the garden was my life helping me to forget the past safely nestled insi...
A Desert Rose - published by Poetry of Life
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A Desert Rose - published by Poetry of Life
I sit on the porch Waiting to see your face Counting the minutes And watching the strangers pass by For a minute I think I saw you But no, it was not you. All fully clad up and neat My sari neatly folded Into pleats with strands of flower that adorn my dark hair with kohl-lined eyes that’s a...
I sit on the porch Waiting to see your face Counting the minutes And watching the strangers pass by For a minute I think I saw you But no, it was not you. All fully clad up and neat My sari neatly folded Into pleats with strands of flower that adorn my dark hair with kohl-lined eyes that’s all for you I sit there all alone Waiting for you.
Broken Strings - published by Poetry of Life
I see you in the distance My heart jumps with joy As you draw near There is no smile And that gives me a fear You reach me and look at my dress and your words Hit me like thunder “Whom are you trying to impress?” I sit all alone Once again My emotions are all running in circles thinking what should I do your words always causing me pain and regret which I am not able to forget I wish I could just push these feelings off out of my way I’ve tried and tried to do this But the more and more I try I just realize how hard it is.
Broken Strings - published by Poetry of Life
Those never-ending promises Ring in my ear All carried away forever As if by thin air With bitter accusations deluded perceptions YOU crushed it all And it’s all gone forever! I leave you alone To make you realize what’s your fame Yet you sit there In my mind and spirit Making me cry when I hear your name!
Broken Strings - published by Poetry of Life
He says He was a flirt telling jokingly to girls he loved them could not make any binding contracts And he always got away with his histrionic gestures Until he met me To whom He never used those three words He says all this to me; to one who has learnt to mistrust but somewhere at some point ...
He says He was a flirt telling jokingly to girls he loved them could not make any binding contracts And he always got away with his histrionic gestures Until he met me To whom He never used those three words He says all this to me; to one who has learnt to mistrust but somewhere at some point I began to trust that he is remotely serious I sit and listen to him talk for hours. And as he speaks- I focus on his words And the way his mouth makes those sounds.
I Am Not Alone - published by Poetry of Life
I know I’m not meeting his eyes and he can tell I’m staring and he humors me relentlessly and we pretend we are having a casual talk. The percussion of his lips and teeth the piano strings of his tongue the squeak of the wind escaping the corners of his mouth take their turns sounding out and somehow their music turns into thoughts and ideas and feelings. I do speak sometimes But he lets my words To be few and eventually I learn to appreciate and listen.
I Am Not Alone - published by Poetry of Life
His wild talk sometimes puts me into ennui sometimes takes me with it on gentle waves of reassurance that blows the winds of change my way and all my fears unwind until I learn- I am not alone!
I Am Not Alone - published by Poetry of Life
Your face moved smiled in a faceless crowd I smiled back and it truly showed what I felt inside. I was a rock until you came and broke me into pieces I crumbled Letting myself go With the flow. My heart beats so fast when I look into your eyes I realize That all I need is to be your wife...
Your face moved smiled in a faceless crowd I smiled back and it truly showed what I felt inside. I was a rock until you came and broke me into pieces I crumbled Letting myself go With the flow. My heart beats so fast when I look into your eyes I realize That all I need is to be your wife. I count on you to stay and gather what’s left of my world and to grow old together for I know that one day I’ll make a story to be told.
I Crumbled for Good - published by Poetry of Life
I lie there in my wee home surrounded by the fluid of care and love hoping and yearning to see her face to see the world to see my family someday… oh, how I wish I was born! I hear her- reciting the verses singing a lullaby her fond coochy coos her chiming bangles and rhyming anklets oh, ...
I lie there in my wee home surrounded by the fluid of care and love hoping and yearning to see her face to see the world to see my family someday… oh, how I wish I was born! I hear her- reciting the verses singing a lullaby her fond coochy coos her chiming bangles and rhyming anklets oh, how I wish I was born! I can feel her the warmth of her hand all over me Her gaze – down on me watching me grow The air of love that surrounds me Oh, how I wish I was born!
Don’t Kill Me Mamma! - published by Poetry of Life
I hear voices That fill me with qualm their talks turn to whispers I hear her sobs I feel her tears on the walls of my little home I long to be there and listen to all they say Oh how I wish I was born! I hear her as she says She will miss me As I realize the truth my eyes fill with tears will you make me bleed mamma? Will you let me die? I will miss you too.. She hears me not I lie there silently Holding on to dear life Oh, how I wish I was not formed!
Don’t Kill Me Mamma! - published by Poetry of Life
My dad was not a good dresser He was never trimmed and neat With simple clothes and footwear just to protect him from the heat. He never spent lavishly Nor drove a sparkling car He never took any vacations and never went any far. He worked for long hours To make a good pay. And even if he’...
My dad was not a good dresser He was never trimmed and neat With simple clothes and footwear just to protect him from the heat. He never spent lavishly Nor drove a sparkling car He never took any vacations and never went any far. He worked for long hours To make a good pay. And even if he’s sick or tired He went to work each day He was well versed in English and the arts And wisdom is something That he constantly imparts. He was a simple man And for riches he didn’t thirst. He loved his family And to him his family was first. He had six kids – yes he did!
Dad, I Miss You - published by Poetry of Life
He inculcated in them a true sense of right and wrong and he often taught them on how to be strong! He never had much money and his life was never a show He still is the richest man That humanity will ever know!
Dad, I Miss You - published by Poetry of Life
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The darkest clouds surround me my heart aches With thoughts entangled I find myself alone caught in this disease. This mundane world Drives me crazy everyone is friendly fake smiles – hiding some secret haunted by this disease. I just go astray I feel so cold inside Sorrow has frozen my mind Fear has become a companion My soul disfigured lying there I search for peace But oh this disease!
The Disease Called LOVE - published by Poetry of Life
What are these feelings? These muddled ones That I have? I seem to love you at the same time I seem to loath – At times I feel I can’t live without you but at times I feel like breaking up. What are these feelings? Taking up my mind and spirit making my knees shake when you are in sight an...
What are these feelings? These muddled ones That I have? I seem to love you at the same time I seem to loath – At times I feel I can’t live without you but at times I feel like breaking up. What are these feelings? Taking up my mind and spirit making my knees shake when you are in sight and fills my heart with fright When will all this stop? When did it all start? I’m so confused What do I do? I can’t think of anything Except you! Should this be ignored or Let time answer it Oh what do I do? My heart says one thing and my mind says another!
What are these feelings? - published by Poetry of Life
I’m sitting here near the window I reminisce and think about you The days we used to share It’s driving me crazy I just don’t know what to do I’m just wondering if you do care? I don’t wanna let you know how I feel How the pain is That is killing me How difficult it is To kill tim...
I’m sitting here near the window I reminisce and think about you The days we used to share It’s driving me crazy I just don’t know what to do I’m just wondering if you do care? I don’t wanna let you know how I feel How the pain is That is killing me How difficult it is To kill time without you I know you’ve got things to do things to look into But do you feel the same As I do?
Honey, I Miss You - published by Poetry of Life
It’s been a long time I am lost without you Since you went away I don’t really feel like talking I forgot how it is to eat How it feels to sleep There’s no one here to love me Honey do you understand? I can’t do or be without you Can you hear me calling for you?
Honey, I Miss You - published by Poetry of Life
I am scared When I laugh at The silliest of the jokes you crack. I am scared When you look at an old man on the road And say, ‘Heeeyyyy dude’ And I see myself laughing out loud. I am scared When you say you would walk a 500 miles And fall at my doorstep just to see me. I am scared Wh...
I am scared When I laugh at The silliest of the jokes you crack. I am scared When you look at an old man on the road And say, ‘Heeeyyyy dude’ And I see myself laughing out loud. I am scared When you say you would walk a 500 miles And fall at my doorstep just to see me. I am scared When you say You want to make me happy And see me smiling always. I am scared When you surprise me with your gifts And I treasure them above my life.
Fear of Loss - published by Poetry of Life
I am scared When my best buddy says – “You are flying high” I am scared When you say you were a flirt But when it comes to me, ‘It’s different’ I am scared When I spend more time with you And I see myself changing my routines. I am scared When you say am beautiful And you take pride in presenting me. I am scared When others take pleasure in seeing us together And say we are made for each other. I am scared When we just paint the city Roaming on the streets holding hands. I am scared When you say I am your princess And steal a smile from me.
Fear of Loss - published by Poetry of Life
I am scared When I find myself Going out of my way just to meet you. I am scared When I see myself cooking for you Even before we started living. I am scared When my mom sees me blushing When I think of you. I am scared When others say they see a change And ask me ‘Is it love?’ I am scared When you say you know a pretty girl And she is close to you. I am scared When you say that you just can’t wait For the day to make love. I am scared when my heart skips Every time my phone beeps.
Fear of Loss - published by Poetry of Life
I am scared When you kiss me so passionately And I am just not able to say a ‘No’ to you. I am scared When you say that I am the woman of your dreams And you would go back and hunt for me If you had a time-turner. I am scared When I miss you Even if I don’t see you for a day. I am scared When you penetrate my mind With your gaze and read what’s in. I am scared As I know you are my ultimate man And that I have finally found you. I am scared Of too many things That I am just not able to relish the moments I’m with you.
Fear of Loss - published by Poetry of Life
I am scared If god would be generous enough To let me have you just this once For a lifetime!
Fear of Loss - published by Poetry of Life
I smile I chat I laugh I feel I live yet life is incomplete… I have mamma I have papa I have friends I have neighbors yet life is still incomplete… I have talents I have a name I live in style And have fame yet life is incomplete… I have that someone I have him I have his love I ha...
I smile I chat I laugh I feel I live yet life is incomplete… I have mamma I have papa I have friends I have neighbors yet life is still incomplete… I have talents I have a name I live in style And have fame yet life is incomplete… I have that someone I have him I have his love I have his interest yet life is incomplete without him…
Life is Incomplete! - published by Poetry of Life
setting sail on a breezy weekendtogether after a busy weekwe ventured out for good time leaving the shores of a crazy cityunreachable by the waves of modern necessitieswe started sharing the goodand the bad a hmm…a weary ok…another hmm…a desperate attempt to strike a conversationa desperate...
setting sail on a breezy weekendtogether after a busy weekwe ventured out for good time leaving the shores of a crazy cityunreachable by the waves of modern necessitieswe started sharing the goodand the bad a hmm…a weary ok…another hmm…a desperate attempt to strike a conversationa desperate attempt to get you out of the weekday rut deeper and deeper we sailed into the seafurther and further we seemed to drift away (from each other)far far away from the safety of the landstuck in the same place an uneerie silence descendedon a calm and gray seaforetelling an impending storm?
Silence before the storm! - published by Poetry of Life
sailing under the darkening skyi sit here, far away from youin thesilence before the storm ————————————————————————————————-note: this one has multiple meanings. relatively easier to understand i guess.
Silence before the storm! - published by Poetry of Life
waiting inside the churchfor what seemed an eternityi paitently stand there foryou to walk down the aisle when the thirst of life increasedtime slowed down to a trickledestiny has it own waylife takes its own course looking back through timebarely a year had passedsince i saw youalone with a grou...
waiting inside the churchfor what seemed an eternityi paitently stand there foryou to walk down the aisle when the thirst of life increasedtime slowed down to a trickledestiny has it own waylife takes its own course looking back through timebarely a year had passedsince i saw youalone with a group of friends shyness, hesitation, feardifferent namesdifferent expressionsyet meant the same – love a lil “hi” herea lil “bye” therewhat was once a monologuechanged into a dialogue whispering words we sang a lullabyand drift off to sleep every nightinto the moonlight in the cold novembe...
Flowers for the lady - published by Poetry of Life
—–—–—–—–—-—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—–—– note: single meaning. some lines can have multiple meanings but the poem in itself has only one meaning image courtesy – googlethis is in response to a note sent by My Utterances regarding her “Flowers Of Shiraz” post. ofcourse you can replace the church with any other place of your choice
Flowers for the lady - published by Poetry of Life
on a lazy sunday eveningwhen even the devil had nothing to doon a crowded placei saw your face as i stood there wondering if i knew youyou caught my eyei turned away embarrasednot beforei saw your smile i thought i had seen an angeland i knew i will never be with youi knew i will never see you ag...
on a lazy sunday eveningwhen even the devil had nothing to doon a crowded placei saw your face as i stood there wondering if i knew youyou caught my eyei turned away embarrasednot beforei saw your smile i thought i had seen an angeland i knew i will never be with youi knew i will never see you again an angel falling in love with a humanonly happens in fairy talesonly in movies for a brief momenti stood there transfixeda phone callruining the ecstasy sitting inside an empty coffeeshopplaying with an empty coffeecupyou walk inwith a smile straight towards my table sitting in the empty coffees...
Where beauty met the beast - published by Poetry of Life
with eyes half closedi slowly scan the roomfor any signs of activity lights switched offthe sun still hidden from viewbeneath the big black mountains in the horizonthe moon powerless in its fight against the darknessstuck in one corner of the sky destined to its fate it had been a long stugglea l...
with eyes half closedi slowly scan the roomfor any signs of activity lights switched offthe sun still hidden from viewbeneath the big black mountains in the horizonthe moon powerless in its fight against the darknessstuck in one corner of the sky destined to its fate it had been a long stugglea long and hard escape from the vampires of the landhungry and tired from the day long survival gamei had finally succumbed with eyes half closedi slowly scan the roomfor any signs of activity hungry and thirstyi try to crawl across the roomi try to escape from this “dark dungeon”where i now layin ...
The midnight battle - published by Poetry of Life
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The midnight battle - published by Poetry of Life
Love is one of the mysteries of life. No one knows what triggers it and no one can claim to say for sure they understand. Yet the same love is what pulls the strings in everyone’s life. For some people, love is just another word to satisfy their lust. For some people, love is everything. Which ...
Love is one of the mysteries of life. No one knows what triggers it and no one can claim to say for sure they understand. Yet the same love is what pulls the strings in everyone’s life. For some people, love is just another word to satisfy their lust. For some people, love is everything. Which one you are depends on lots of factors and reasons that is left to each individual to understand.
Love is just another word! - published by Poetry of Life
fell in love when we were young we fell in love all day long and all night along everywhere we went as one all around us a different game played itself everyday a different love every day and every night just you and me together every day every night a game of loyalty we were playing a game that just stopped one day when you left it in the middle to play the other game heart-broken losing sleep i decided to “leave” this garden i lost myself the garden that once bloomed with all things beautiful now lay covered in weeds and shrubs the forest that once surrounded us has taken over the g...
Love is just another word! - published by Poetry of Life
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Love is just another word! - published by Poetry of Life
life was on a roll been a long time since clouds of chaos appeared on the horizon end of the day we put our feet up sit back, relax marvel at how things have changed gone are the dark days gone are sorrows that plagued our lives gone are the arguments that once took up all our time life was great...
life was on a roll been a long time since clouds of chaos appeared on the horizon end of the day we put our feet up sit back, relax marvel at how things have changed gone are the dark days gone are sorrows that plagued our lives gone are the arguments that once took up all our time life was great everyday, it was the same everyday, i pick you up from your work spend 10 mins in the church spend 10 mins in the temple it was the same day after day for the last 5 years until one day, at the exact time, just like everyday i wait to pick you up from your work 5 mins i wait 10 mins maybe work was ...
Inside the smile of a woman! - published by Poetry of Life
the smile that brought us together 5 years ago now brings us together once again -x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x- no notes – no explanations. sometimes less said the better. multiple meanings – but has one core meaning 🙂 -x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-
Inside the smile of a woman! - published by Poetry of Life
stepping out from the shade on a rainy saturday evening watched by a lonely, hungry dog i walk slowly in the rain a million rain drops fall on me slowly drenching me from head to foot washing away the dirt washing away the stains that “stuck” to me in the shade i let my eyes wander slowly fro...
stepping out from the shade on a rainy saturday evening watched by a lonely, hungry dog i walk slowly in the rain a million rain drops fall on me slowly drenching me from head to foot washing away the dirt washing away the stains that “stuck” to me in the shade i let my eyes wander slowly from left to right scanning the horizon scanning the sea of faces desperately trying to avoid the rain with each step i take the sea of faces just grows bigger and bigger the heavy downpour brings the world to a standstill everyone scattering here and there trying to hold on to what they got trying to ...
Going back to School - published by Poetry of Life
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Going back to School - published by Poetry of Life
Most of the people, do not make the attempt to “relearn” once again for either fear or couldnt be bothered due to their ego. -x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-
Going back to School - published by Poetry of Life
as i finish with the final makeup that i put on for the day i pause to take a look infront of the mirror drawing a perfect smile i drag myself out into the day where life goes on life goes on until the makeup wears off when dawn becomes dusk i slowly limp back home sitting down in the corner of t...
as i finish with the final makeup that i put on for the day i pause to take a look infront of the mirror drawing a perfect smile i drag myself out into the day where life goes on life goes on until the makeup wears off when dawn becomes dusk i slowly limp back home sitting down in the corner of the bed i wish tomorrow never dawns i wish i never have to apply the makeup all over again years of pain years of deceit all hidden behind one single layer my scars hidden underneath one single layer of foundation my tears barricaded by this black mascera my emotions seemingly glued together inside w...
The Beginning of Wisdom - published by Poetry of Life
but please read it twice or even thrice and i believe you should be able to understand the meaning 🙂 -x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x some nice quotes to go with this poem 🙂 -x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x Earl Nightingale We can let circumstances rule us, or we can take charge and rule our lives from within. Bertrand Russell Fear is the main source of superstition, and one of the main sources of cruelty. To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom. Unknown Author You don’t drown by falling in the water.
The Beginning of Wisdom - published by Poetry of Life
You drown by staying there. Napoleon He who fears being conquered is sure of defeat.
The Beginning of Wisdom - published by Poetry of Life
in the corridor outside the still hospital room pacing up and down a thousand times the mind thinks of a billion and one things sane and insane it was a normal day just like any other day coming home from a routine work i find you sitting all alone in the footsteps in between tears you say you ha...
in the corridor outside the still hospital room pacing up and down a thousand times the mind thinks of a billion and one things sane and insane it was a normal day just like any other day coming home from a routine work i find you sitting all alone in the footsteps in between tears you say you had enough you say you want out you want to go away a normal day just shattered in one moment shocked and speechless i walk past you into the flat gathering myself i walk into the kitchen gulp down a bottle of water slowly walk out towards you I stand there for a minute staring straight at you the kit...
Thank You - published by Poetry of Life
simple poem. single meaning….
Thank You - published by Poetry of Life
i have been travelling for a long time from a faraway land that was once my home travelling through many places travelling with many people its been an eventful journey so far a lesson a day everyday of the journey from a pauper to a prince everyday to a pauper again the next day every day, diffe...
i have been travelling for a long time from a faraway land that was once my home travelling through many places travelling with many people its been an eventful journey so far a lesson a day everyday of the journey from a pauper to a prince everyday to a pauper again the next day every day, different places different lessons but the same result a pauper to a prince everyday crashing into things small and big my journey has now come to the “end” now standing on the twilight i pause i pause looking at where my path has led me to i now stand on the edge the journey is almost over now i sta...
I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For - published by Poetry of Life
not a pessimistic poem in any way. at times in life, we all want a “lonely” spot to sit down and reflect on things, reflect on life. typically, for many, the spot happens to be a seashore. edge = seashore. the moment when u actually sit down and think what the hell is happening to your life. edge also means the end of one chapter and the starting of another one. twilight = that confused state of mind.
I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For - published by Poetry of Life
on a cold winter morningwith the winds howling in the darki make my way outinto the wilderness danger everywherebeasts prowling in the darkhungry for more preywith insatiable appetite stumbling into the darkpitfalls and danger all aroundi crawl out of my homeinto this dark, desolate forest darkne...
on a cold winter morningwith the winds howling in the darki make my way outinto the wilderness danger everywherebeasts prowling in the darkhungry for more preywith insatiable appetite stumbling into the darkpitfalls and danger all aroundi crawl out of my homeinto this dark, desolate forest darkness all aroundsunlight trapped high above the groundlife was toughlife was hard the journey had been chosen by my men and women before methe path is the sameindividual being different it was easy as a pietravel the same path(just like everyone)hop on to the bus that comes alongand go where it takes y...
my dream – my life - published by Poetry of Life
Just dont be afraid to accept and embrace the change. Change is inevitable in life :). If you dont, you might miss out on happiness and you might not get an another oppurtunity. Opportunity knocks only once
my dream – my life - published by Poetry of Life
my life has been one hell of an adventure so farso many pathsso many obstaclesso many twists and turns each pathled to the same destination each obstaclei foughtand made my way throughon to the same path i wanted to avoid each step i tooki stumbled onto a new pathonto a new adventurea brand new a...
my life has been one hell of an adventure so farso many pathsso many obstaclesso many twists and turns each pathled to the same destination each obstaclei foughtand made my way throughon to the same path i wanted to avoid each step i tooki stumbled onto a new pathonto a new adventurea brand new adventure with the same storywith the usual ending until,my life became one big indiana jones adventure given up on lifei banished myself into the forestswith a view to rebuild my life lady luck deserted me long time agowith hope and confidencei slowly tried to weave my life back togetherslowly and s...
Intricate Web of Life - published by Poetry of Life
This can either be taken as a continuation of the other poem (i want to die) or can be taken as a standalone poem. —————————————————————————————————————————- with the blood slowly trickling awayi waited for the coun...
This can either be taken as a continuation of the other poem (i want to die) or can be taken as a standalone poem.
I Want to Live - published by Poetry of Life
—————————————————————————————————————————- with the blood slowly trickling awayi waited for the countdown to endi waited for the final bell to ringfor the eternal escape a wretched life i once liveda life that no one should havea life that is not my choice a life that is not my choiceyet i played the lead role in ita role that was played to perfection from my end now at a time when the final curtain is very close to being drawni want to rewrite the whole story once again a story that is full of happinessa stor...
I Want to Live - published by Poetry of Life
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I Want to Live - published by Poetry of Life
its been a long and hard summerweeks and weeks of toiling in the fieldsand putting in-human hours of workhas resulted only in more failuresand more sadness summer is when the flowers bloom at pristine glorythe days are hot and the beaches are full, alwaysa time of “universal” happiness my sum...
its been a long and hard summerweeks and weeks of toiling in the fieldsand putting in-human hours of workhas resulted only in more failuresand more sadness summer is when the flowers bloom at pristine glorythe days are hot and the beaches are full, alwaysa time of “universal” happiness my summer though has just been a dismal onefailure to safeguard myselfduring the harsh winterjust meant more and more work in this summer more time i spent on this fieldmore i miss the normal lifethat you and everyone are enjoyingand the more determined i becometo enjoy the next summer now the summer is c...
Asleep - published by Poetry of Life
there are some meanings that could be derived from it.
Asleep - published by Poetry of Life
Disclaimer: This post in no way encourages suicide/killing or even glorifies death in any aspect. ————————————————————————————————————————- problems aplentylife is one big hell of a soap opera god closes one door and ...
Disclaimer: This post in no way encourages suicide/killing or even glorifies death in any aspect.
I want to die - published by Poetry of Life
————————————————————————————————————————- problems aplentylife is one big hell of a soap opera god closes one door and opens anotherbut in my case, god closes one door(problem)and opens up many more doors (problems) sometimes i wonderif there is anyone called godwhile at times i wonderwhy god does this to me it seemswith each step i takei sink deeper and deeper into the quicksand days keep rollingtime seemingly running a marathonbut my problems dont move an inch each day each nightproblems and more problems seem...
I want to die - published by Poetry of Life
(addon) a life that i once wanted to livenow destined to be fulfilledonly after deathlife is, afterall, a dream from which death awakens us ————————————————————————————————————————– note: each day everyone one of us face a lot of obstacles and problems at almost every walk of life. Sometimes during such times of struggle, thoughts of ending one’s life def comes into everyone’s mind. Simply denying it for the heck of denying is stupidity.
I want to die - published by Poetry of Life
Maybe ppl would not publicily acknowledge it, but the fact is everyone at some point or the other would have thought about it – even if it is for a single second. My fav quote is:- “Life is a dream from which death awakens us. hence the addon lines. The dream is all yours. How you live the dream is what matters. Maybe not all dreams come true, but a dream is the biggest source of strength and inspiration that we all have and thats what separates us from normal primates and humans. Not all dreams are good and not all dreams are bad. Like real life, there are good dreams and bad dreams.
I want to die - published by Poetry of Life
We need to choose the ones we want and we need to have the “inner strength” to come out of the bad dream. Afterall, what happened yesterday is history, Whats happening today is reality and Whats going to happen tomorrow is destiny. And that destiny is in your hands 🙂 I do not want to get into an argument about destiny and god. another time, another poem 🙂 some clarifications: Angel = every one is an angel 🙂 As to prince, thats a general statement. Whenever in times of need, we tend to say “prince/brave warrior”, hence these lines 🙂
I want to die - published by Poetry of Life
sitting in the park benchin the midst of a lush green fieldaway from the prying eyes of everyonewe sit down,hands clasped strangers we wereon the day we saw each otheryou going about your workme, stumbling into the minefieldlike a lost child scared and confusedi stood rooted to my placelike a hum...
sitting in the park benchin the midst of a lush green fieldaway from the prying eyes of everyonewe sit down,hands clasped strangers we wereon the day we saw each otheryou going about your workme, stumbling into the minefieldlike a lost child scared and confusedi stood rooted to my placelike a human in a field of dinosaursi was wondering when the chase would beginto hunt me downand to drive me away until you grabbed me by the handand took me awayfrom a deadly minefieldto a garden of flowers until that momentwe were just strangersin the same train time flew fastwe changed placeswe changed our...
Friends - published by Poetry of Life
Friends are of 2 types, in my opinion.1. Short term:- They are like your guests. They come and go. Once their short term goal is fulfilled, they just pack up and go.2. Long Term:- People who fall under this category are the ones who stay with you for a long time. You or they will not be able to explain why they are around you but when you two meet/talk you feel happy – inside. These are those “special” people with whom you can share anything and everything. Likewise they would feel “at ease” to share the same with you. Once you see them, you would feel “relieved”.
Friends - published by Poetry of Life
You put their “happiness” before yours. Yet at the same time you will never acknowledge that 🙂 There is an old saying – A Friend is a lover, literally. People in the second category are prime example of this. They know you inside out and you share your life with them as you would do with your partner. Btw, sometimes when it comes to things like this, words are the worst way to express it. What you type out can be mis-interpreted as well or worse, you just would not get the words to express it 🙂
Friends - published by Poetry of Life
a twinkle herea twinkle theresitting under the clear nightsky i wonderedi wondered if i can float upand gently touch themand be next to them one by oneslowly shining its way into the dark night skies coming out of the darknessand lighting up the heavenly skieswith its little twinkle i couldnt hel...
a twinkle herea twinkle theresitting under the clear nightsky i wonderedi wondered if i can float upand gently touch themand be next to them one by oneslowly shining its way into the dark night skies coming out of the darknessand lighting up the heavenly skieswith its little twinkle i couldnt help draw a parallelhow each one of us are stars ourselvesin this vast ocean of life unknown and unseenwe hide behind the hazy clouds of lifeconstantly tryingto sparkle and shine outshined by the powerful sunand fading awayin the huge glarewe end upas a mere dot on a canvas across the huge expanse of t...
You are a Star - published by Poetry of Life
This could be anyone from your family to the pesky office colleague who grabs the limelight while we do the actual dirty work.This is in a way a dedication to all those people who put in hours of hard work yet go unnoticed when it comes to awards/recognitions/praise etc… This need not be a work place situation.
You are a Star - published by Poetry of Life
It also reflects your average household where your brother/sister/mom/dad/husband/wife etc… does a lot of things for you yet when it comes to acknowledging/accepting it, we all of a sudden become very busy or blind 🙂 Inspired by a night out in the terrace with the stars.Encouraged by a good friend to write this one. ————–————-————-———————————————————————————–
You are a Star - published by Poetry of Life
a crazy day it wasthings that i should not have saidthings that i should not have donehad all been said and donein 5 minutes i stormed out of the buildingwith a view to run awayrun away to a place where no one can disturb i wanted to spend 5 minutes alonei wanted to sit down and thinkof what i sa...
a crazy day it wasthings that i should not have saidthings that i should not have donehad all been said and donein 5 minutes i stormed out of the buildingwith a view to run awayrun away to a place where no one can disturb i wanted to spend 5 minutes alonei wanted to sit down and thinkof what i saidof what i did riding my bikewith the wind behind mei rushed into the evening traffichoping to set right certain things blinded by furyclouded by sadnessi was a maniac on the roadsdriving at the speed of light i sped past everyonestopping nowherei reached my destinationa small little cafein the mid...
5 Minutes - published by Poetry of Life
In my opinion, thats just a bunch of BS. All of us undergo the same emotions and the same feelings. While most men do not cry in public for fear of social ridicule, everyone cries at some point – whether it happens in public or in private.I do not want to get into a debate of should men cry or whether crying is only for women or whatever.
5 Minutes - published by Poetry of Life
I just wanted to merely highlight, that at times of sadness it is best to cry and get your emotions out.here is a link that explains the benefits of crying – http://www.helium.com/items/339767-scientific-research-supports-accuracy Inspired by something i was a witness to.
5 Minutes - published by Poetry of Life
Paradise a peaceful placefilled with all souls pureand blessed Paradisewhere happiness knew no limitshappiness etched in everyone’s face darkness has no place heresorrow is unknownfear driven away to extinctionsoothing the mind with all that is needed to live happily walking slowly in the corri...
Paradise a peaceful placefilled with all souls pureand blessed Paradisewhere happiness knew no limitshappiness etched in everyone’s face darkness has no place heresorrow is unknownfear driven away to extinctionsoothing the mind with all that is needed to live happily walking slowly in the corridors of heaveni take a look at whats left of my life things that i once wanted are out of my reachthings that i once had are nowhere in sightmy rucksack is empty filled with all that i once thought are minestrung around my shoulders tightlymy rucksack is now just a lifeless piece of cloth i stop and...
A Beggar in Paradise - published by Poetry of Life
A state of total confusion similar to a “beggar” seeing food after going hungry for days.At the same time it (can) also reflect the mindset of someone who wants to be in peace but is troubled mentally by situation(s)Also refers to a situation where someone has everything yet feels totally lost as if something precious has been lost.
A Beggar in Paradise - published by Poetry of Life
a thousand tears i criedover the last few dayswhat was once a dry(gentle) riverbedtransformed into a wild river overnightwith each passing momentand each passing hourwith the clock slowly ticking away the tears just continue unabateda thousand gallons of teardropgently caress the feet of those ne...
a thousand tears i criedover the last few dayswhat was once a dry(gentle) riverbedtransformed into a wild river overnightwith each passing momentand each passing hourwith the clock slowly ticking away the tears just continue unabateda thousand gallons of teardropgently caress the feet of those nearbyyet no one moved an incha teardrop a secondslowly squeezing the life out of meslowly putting an end to this wretched existencea river that was once dormant (gentle)now surges on inside mea river of teardrops—————————————————————————————?...
Teardrops - published by Poetry of Life
I slowly fade awayfrom the battlefieldclutching what i could findgrappling with the stark realityreality is always stranger than fictionthis is your own storyyou are the only personplaying a lot of rolesa warrior before the battlea soldier during itnow a loser after iti slowly try to fade awayhea...
I slowly fade awayfrom the battlefieldclutching what i could findgrappling with the stark realityreality is always stranger than fictionthis is your own storyyou are the only personplaying a lot of rolesa warrior before the battlea soldier during itnow a loser after iti slowly try to fade awayhead downwalking forwardyet looking back at the battlefield all the timelike a wounded tigeri make my way forward slowly and carefullyyet constantly keeping an eye on my opponenti may have lost of the battlebut the war is still raginga war of survivalwhere i am the crouching tiger, hidden dragonwaiting...
Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon - published by Poetry of Life
Gathering up the piecesof whats left of mei try to make my outit was a hard fightthat shattered a long dreamand a deeper desire to lifeone that brought an end to a lifea castle that was once standing in its full glorynow lay in ruinslike the once mighty unicorn,i was the most admired beastnow jus...
Gathering up the piecesof whats left of mei try to make my outit was a hard fightthat shattered a long dreamand a deeper desire to lifeone that brought an end to a lifea castle that was once standing in its full glorynow lay in ruinslike the once mighty unicorn,i was the most admired beastnow just like my mythical counterparti am no more than a figment of imaginationa mighty beast that once existednow exists in the memories of those who knew ita thousand dreamsa thousand desires to livenow lay crushed under the forces of darknesswith nowhere to go toand no one to lean ontoi painfully try to...
Fade to Black - published by Poetry of Life
but i think the 8th and 9th would have to wait. If i dont write it, then consider this to be end of the series.title is inspired by the song “Fade to Black” by “Metallicaall the other poems can be found in my the previous posts.
Fade to Black - published by Poetry of Life
i slowly pushed myself upright with nothing else left and only a desperate desire to live again i made one last attempt a final attempt to either win or lose a victory would guarantee me life a loss would mean the end… its a pity it had to come to this eventually gathering my confidence and hop...
i slowly pushed myself upright with nothing else left and only a desperate desire to live again i made one last attempt a final attempt to either win or lose a victory would guarantee me life a loss would mean the end… its a pity it had to come to this eventually gathering my confidence and hope i threw what all i could lay my hands on at this formidable son of darkness the once mighty gods now nowhere to be seen abandoned by lady luck powerless to fight this monster i was fighting a long and hard battle driven by my desire to live i watch the pendulum swing i watch it count down to the e...
In the end… - published by Poetry of Life
as i lay in a heap of mess on the edge of life and death flashes of life that i once wanted and flashes of life that i once was played in front of me life that i once lived i cannot change life that i wanted to live now lay in my hands should i give in to the shadows? or should i summon the last ...
as i lay in a heap of mess on the edge of life and death flashes of life that i once wanted and flashes of life that i once was played in front of me life that i once lived i cannot change life that i wanted to live now lay in my hands should i give in to the shadows? or should i summon the last bit of strength that is still left inside me? words may have deserted me but confidence and hope is still around lying in a heap of mess i wonder if lady luck has deserted me? or if she is playing hide and seek? a dangerous game of hide and seek a game that is my life…
Lady Luck - published by Poetry of Life
some might call it stupidity some might call it arrogance while others might think i am being foolish society is like a chameleon they change colours as and when it suits them to me, it was the only thing left to do death was not an option to me running away is what cowards do i, wanted to live, ...
some might call it stupidity some might call it arrogance while others might think i am being foolish society is like a chameleon they change colours as and when it suits them to me, it was the only thing left to do death was not an option to me running away is what cowards do i, wanted to live, i, want to live in a desperate attempt to fight these shadows i stood my ground me against the powers of darkness me against the shadows an uneven fight it was not even a david vs goliath armed with nothing except my confidence and hope and a great desire to live once again i was out in the first ro...
For whom the bell tolls - published by Poetry of Life
i watched the shadow slowly engulfing my happiness part of me wanted to go away while the other part wanted to stay and put up a brave fight a fight that will either leave me dead or a fight that will allow me to live i cannot run forever i cannot hide it forever when i look into the eyes i can s...
i watched the shadow slowly engulfing my happiness part of me wanted to go away while the other part wanted to stay and put up a brave fight a fight that will either leave me dead or a fight that will allow me to live i cannot run forever i cannot hide it forever when i look into the eyes i can see a love restrained a desire to live a desire….
Nothing Else Matters - published by Poetry of Life
something had been taken from deep inside the secret that i once kept locked from all is now out in the open sometimes i remember the darkness from the past wishing for it to disappear only to reappear again and again only if i had the powers i would take back the pain only if i had the powers i would retrace all the wrong moves now frozen here in shock i could only watch with helplessness something in my heart telling me its time to face the shadow and leave it all behind leave the past behind my happiness is right within my grasp and i am still stuck in the past a past that i cannot chang...
Nothing Else Matters - published by Poetry of Life
this is a continuation of the previous poem – shadow ——————————————————- i stood there in total awe frozen by shock completely drenced in sweat i couldnt believe what i saw my inner self once completely pure in the few years i was on the sides i sold my soul ...
this is a continuation of the previous poem – shadow ——————————————————- i stood there in total awe frozen by shock completely drenced in sweat i couldnt believe what i saw my inner self once completely pure in the few years i was on the sides i sold my soul to the satan i sold my soul to the power of darkness now, at a time when i wish to live again i am being put to test by what was once mine by own my self i watched unable to move an inch of what has transpired right before my very eyes still in shock i try to call the powers to help me i try to summ...
Crawling - published by Poetry of Life
title is inspired by the song “Crawling” by “Linkin Park”
Crawling - published by Poetry of Life
maybe its the devil, that's playing a game, maybe its the devil, inside me, hidden behind these little black clouds;
There is a little devil in all of us.
Devil - published by Poetry of Life
i had plenty to say, i had to plenty to talk, words that once came gushing out, words that just wouldn’t let this mouth close, now merely disappeared out of trace; i tried searching it in the bank, if i had mistakenly deposited it there, i tried looking into my piggy bank, if i playfully put it inside; i searched high and i searched low, somehow, i couldn’t find them all; after a long and hard night, that left me in disarray, i woke up to find them, strewn all over the place; little bit there, little bit here, some near, some far; i wondered, how is it possible, what i said so far, is w...
Devil - published by Poetry of Life
this has multiple meanings, how u read it defines how it means to you.
Devil - published by Poetry of Life
I’ve been down andI’m wondering whyThese little black cloudsKeep walking aroundWith mesometimes life is one big puzzleyou wonder why things are so jumbled upeven with all the pieces in handyou still struggle to put them all togetheri try to understand but wander around too muchto stay in one ...
I’ve been down andI’m wondering whyThese little black cloudsKeep walking aroundWith mesometimes life is one big puzzleyou wonder why things are so jumbled upeven with all the pieces in handyou still struggle to put them all togetheri try to understand but wander around too muchto stay in one placei walked along a paththat i thought i knew it like the back of my mindwith these little black cloudshovering aroundwhat i knew very wellwas hidden behind a veil of darknesswhat i once had lots ofhas slowly ebbed awayto a mere minisculethe more i thinkthe more insane i becometrying to find the p...
Have a nice day - published by Poetry of Life
song is called “maybe tomorrow”.as far as i am aware of this has 3 meanings.
Have a nice day - published by Poetry of Life
i ran into this early morning sunshine like a kid completely unaware of the time the place i was in for a moment i was transported back to a time of unbound happiness hidden behind the dark clouds i was one with a purpose a purpose defined by time a purpose defined by none i was a jumper going pl...
i ran into this early morning sunshine like a kid completely unaware of the time the place i was in for a moment i was transported back to a time of unbound happiness hidden behind the dark clouds i was one with a purpose a purpose defined by time a purpose defined by none i was a jumper going places as and when i pleased darkness, is devoid of colours darkness is a dull gray place with nothing else apart from you i have been waiting i have been watching in the darkness, all my time i have been searching i have been living i have been waiting for a better tomorrow i have been waiting to mak...
Shadow - published by Poetry of Life
this is not meant to be a pessimistic poem, though it does look like it. with an open mind, read it and you might be able to separate the pessimistic meaning away 🙂
Shadow - published by Poetry of Life
from the moment i saw you all the dreams i had in my heart suddenly disappeared instead of a million "materialistic" dreams my thoughts were filled with only one dream
this is part 3 of the Fishing for a dream poem ———————————————————————————————————————— from the moment i saw you all the dreams i had in my heart suddenly disappeared instead of a million “materialistic” dreams my thoughts were filled with only one dream a dream that only had you a dream that was filled with clouds of rainbow yet in each cloud i saw only you i wish i had some magical powers i wish i could just come near you and tell you what i feel its a pity i am just a human a mere mortal filled with hope...
Fishing for a Dream – Part 3 – Lost - published by Poetry of Life
note: this is the second of the two-part series that was started hereread below for more notes 😉————————————————————————————————————————–i sat downto fish for a dreama dream that i once hada dream that will compl...
note: this is the second of the two-part series that was started hereread below for more notes 😉————————————————————————————————————————–i sat downto fish for a dreama dream that i once hada dream that will complete it allmy life was on a fast changing laneturn left one minuteand i am pushed to turn right the nexttossed around like a boat stuck in a stormi was trying to make my out of itand move on to the calm seasi have been here beforeyet this was taking a heavy toll (on me)right when i decided to take th...
Fishing for a dream – part 2 - published by Poetry of Life
But, i believe, i have left it open at the end. So, there might be another one or more to this.It all depends on whether my dream is fulfilled or not. At this moment, its anyone’s guess 🙂the last 5 lines are from the song “Dreams” by “The Cranberries”—————————————————————————————————————-
Fishing for a dream – part 2 - published by Poetry of Life
i searched everywherefrom the little shop in the corner of the streetto the big mall in the middle of the citysearching for what was in my mind a special thing that would be the best choicefor this occasiona little something that would say what i wanted to say countless hours of search invaini co...
i searched everywherefrom the little shop in the corner of the streetto the big mall in the middle of the citysearching for what was in my mind a special thing that would be the best choicefor this occasiona little something that would say what i wanted to say countless hours of search invaini couldnt find itmaybe no one else understood it the same wayas i didmaybe they all felt it to be too hardand too good to be true i try to write it downbut words that once gushed downnow merely trickled down to nothinghow i wish i could pen downwhat i wanted to say i close my eyes and think about the st...
From me to you - published by Poetry of Life
Sitting down in the middle of the bedi look upi look downi look to the rightto the left waking up in the middle of the nightsweating all overi tiptoe to the other roomtrying to make sense of this new “fear” fear that i once thoughthas been conqueredfear that i remembered banishing from my kin...
Sitting down in the middle of the bedi look upi look downi look to the rightto the left waking up in the middle of the nightsweating all overi tiptoe to the other roomtrying to make sense of this new “fear” fear that i once thoughthas been conqueredfear that i remembered banishing from my kingdomhas once again come to stalk me leaving me breathlessleaving me blushingsleeplessness is the new mantracarefully weighing my words every timejust to make sure i dont blabber i dwell in this new found miserylike shakespeare’s – to be or not to bei weigh my optionsshould i or should i not just...
Look what you have done - published by Poetry of Life
a gun shot, a child’s cry and a little laughtera small talk, a big argument and crazy fightstanding patientlyyou watch it with amazementsilently wishing for it to stopyet amazed how stupid everyone can be whenchaos, commotion, violencetake over their sanity words are violencethe more you talkth...
a gun shot, a child’s cry and a little laughtera small talk, a big argument and crazy fightstanding patientlyyou watch it with amazementsilently wishing for it to stopyet amazed how stupid everyone can be whenchaos, commotion, violencetake over their sanity words are violencethe more you talkthe more “insane” you becomethe more you try to understandthe less you make out of it life is one big canvaswith brushes aplentywe all wait to paint the masterpiecewith the colors we wantamidst all this confusionwe look to standoutby standing on someone else when you think you had enoughstep back ...
Enjoy the silence - published by Poetry of Life
– http://www.yourdictionary.com/psychedelic note: at first glance, this is one big meaningless poem. but read it again 🙂
Enjoy the silence - published by Poetry of Life
i got lost in a worldthat was moving at bottleneck speeds(free) time is unheard oflove was measured in green (currencies)emotions were all just a scribble on the seashoreone after another – no reason, no rhyme staring out from my islandi feel helpless and so out of tuneno one helps you wh...
i got lost in a worldthat was moving at bottleneck speeds(free) time is unheard oflove was measured in green (currencies)emotions were all just a scribble on the seashoreone after another – no reason, no rhyme staring out from my islandi feel helpless and so out of tuneno one helps you when you fallthis whole world fishingfrom the same holefishing rods big and smalleveryone was trying to “catch” the same fisheveryone was thinking only about the same “moby dick” while the whole world is searching for moby dicki go away tofind some place newSomewhere we can be ourselvesSome of...
Fishing for a dream - published by Poetry of Life
according to dictionary.com, dreams is defined as# A wild fancy or hope.# A condition or achievement that is longed for;
Fishing for a dream - published by Poetry of Life
i dont know how i lost the gameit was secured in a safe placeaway from the prying eyesi thought i had mastered the art of keeping things safei thought i was safei thought i was secure when i still think about it now, a shiver runs through my spineand i try to run for the nearest shelter i try not...
i dont know how i lost the gameit was secured in a safe placeaway from the prying eyesi thought i had mastered the art of keeping things safei thought i was safei thought i was secure when i still think about it now, a shiver runs through my spineand i try to run for the nearest shelter i try not to panicafterall, its just a phase its just like a stupid commercial that comes in between the blockbuster moviejust when the plot gets interesting, the ad spoils it all my game was at its magical besti was on the way to victory ( i thought)safe and sounduntil that final moment when i saw you out o...
For Eternity - published by Poetry of Life
I lie there silently holding on to dear life right in the middle of the hustle and bustle i lie, unnoticed and uncared for aware of the trauma that is unfolding right before me unknown to the many souls outside i squirm and turn and twist aware that i am stuck inside here my life is in someone el...
I lie there silently holding on to dear life right in the middle of the hustle and bustle i lie, unnoticed and uncared for aware of the trauma that is unfolding right before me unknown to the many souls outside i squirm and turn and twist aware that i am stuck inside here my life is in someone else hands someone stupid or someone caring someone intelligent or someone in sorrow my life is just a game of “spin the wheel” where it stops and when it stops, i have no control of i only hope the wheel goes on spinning along nicely only 2 choices i have, yet i am just a mute spectator into the ...
a teardrop - published by Poetry of Life
——————————————————————- note: this is a poetic response to another poem posted in an another website.
a teardrop - published by Poetry of Life
stuck in the middle of nowhere i was this lost sailor attempting to repair my broken ship yet trying to sail away at the same time going nowhere spending far more(time) than i should be i was confused happiness was a thing of the past sadness written all over the present future was engulfed in da...
stuck in the middle of nowhere i was this lost sailor attempting to repair my broken ship yet trying to sail away at the same time going nowhere spending far more(time) than i should be i was confused happiness was a thing of the past sadness written all over the present future was engulfed in darkness treasure hunter i was with the keys to riches (happiness) safely in my hand i was marching towards glory only to trip and stumble at the last hurdle only to lose it all like a zombie i moved in and out of life going everywhere being nowhere i was trying to find my feet once again like magic i...
I am back - published by Poetry of Life
most of the "dark" poems are a reflection of the past and sometimes a reflection of the mindset. this one reflects the present and future 🙂 as with the other poems, this one has 2 meanings and is dependent on how you perceive it.
I am back - published by Poetry of Life
all alone in this cold rainy morning inside a dark smelly alley i see an old man sleeping away his final days wandering around in this cold rainy morning compass swirling all over my life was put on a pedestal and in one single moment my fall from grace was swift and sudden water, water everywh...
all alone in this cold rainy morning inside a dark smelly alley i see an old man sleeping away his final days wandering around in this cold rainy morning compass swirling all over my life was put on a pedestal and in one single moment my fall from grace was swift and sudden water, water everywhere yet i was this lost sailor searching for a drink i am in control of a rudderless ship stuck in the middle of this vast windless ocean (of life) trying to sail away to safety like a motorist stuck on a busy highway i am reaching out to all to help me get on this road (life) again on and on and on...
Until the end… - published by Poetry of Life
all speed past like a bullet out of a gun the battle has been lost leaving scars aplenty stuck in the middle of this crazy highway (life) alone, battered and bruised this war rages on inside me……. i am fighting a war that has no end and no respite a war to stay alive until the end…. ————————————————————————————– note: there are multiple meanings to this poem. how u read it defines the meaning you derive out of it. in some ways, this is inter-related with my other poems.
Until the end… - published by Poetry of Life
at the stroke of midnight the light filters in still asleep stepping on one, two many things stumbling and cursing i make my way out i try to make my way on the road to somewhere listening to the radio with little clouds tagging along the path rain like daggers coming down on me All my world in o...
at the stroke of midnight the light filters in still asleep stepping on one, two many things stumbling and cursing i make my way out i try to make my way on the road to somewhere listening to the radio with little clouds tagging along the path rain like daggers coming down on me All my world in one grain of sand And I’ve blown it probing in the dark yet right infront of me all the time all this time i couldnt see i was in a deep slumber trying to live in heaven while my feet was stuck in hell like a disease spreading through the blood i let u take over my life awakened at the last minute ...
Sunrise - published by Poetry of Life
stuck inside inside this shell i long to break out away from all this mundane life i wish to break free of this boring routine materialistic ambitions galore swimming against a tide (that we call life) fast at times slow at another stuck once in a while i lay buried under a sea of desires meaning...
stuck inside inside this shell i long to break out away from all this mundane life i wish to break free of this boring routine materialistic ambitions galore swimming against a tide (that we call life) fast at times slow at another stuck once in a while i lay buried under a sea of desires meaningless most of the time necessity once in a while clueless for the rest i wait like a shadow in the night like a fly around a light like a rebel wanting to break free i wait i am tired trying to make sense of this humdrum existence life is now a high speed car race drive fast to stay with the pack dri...
Break Free - published by Poetry of Life
Outside the day has dawned But inside in the dark i want to break free… —————————————————————————————————————— Inspiration: Couple of songs by "Queen, Green Day, Metallica, Cranberries".
Break Free - published by Poetry of Life
walking barefoot in this sweltering heat i am searching for a place i was searching for nothing when you came in on a sunday morning coffee in one hand newspaper in other you brushed past like the early morning breeze and gently whipped up a storm in my cup unable to steer the boat caught in the ...
walking barefoot in this sweltering heat i am searching for a place i was searching for nothing when you came in on a sunday morning coffee in one hand newspaper in other you brushed past like the early morning breeze and gently whipped up a storm in my cup unable to steer the boat caught in the eye of the storm i crashed down like a pack of cards into your waiting arms they say time flies in love and before we knew it it was all over how can i still believe we are in love when my bed is no longer mine how can i still believe you love me when his scent still lingers on the side of the bed w...
War of life - published by Poetry of Life
its the same thing everyday be it day be it night i am under constant surveillance from people known to that stranger on the road ; the world keeps an tab on what is none of their business yet, no one cares right from the time of birth even after you are long gone there is a constant debate const...
its the same thing everyday be it day be it night i am under constant surveillance from people known to that stranger on the road ; the world keeps an tab on what is none of their business yet, no one cares right from the time of birth even after you are long gone there is a constant debate constant argument about all things mine about all i want ; there is a constant battle between being sane and becoming insane when all around me are familar faces trying to coax me into boarding their bus for the journey that goes nowhere ; the dreams in which i am living are the desires of someone else y...
Finding the life - published by Poetry of Life
————————————————————————————————————– note: again multiple meanings can be derived from this. yet at times, it will not make any sense.
Finding the life - published by Poetry of Life
for a long time from the day we met i was in love i was in seventh heaven truly, madly, deeply Days go by still i think of you (still i was in seventh heaven) we still share we still are in love or so i thought Days go by we drift apart slowly like the whistle of a train your name is just a whisp...
for a long time from the day we met i was in love i was in seventh heaven truly, madly, deeply Days go by still i think of you (still i was in seventh heaven) we still share we still are in love or so i thought Days go by we drift apart slowly like the whistle of a train your name is just a whisper on my lips but still takes an eternity to call i wish you would just leave cos his presence still lingers here and it wont leave me alone days when i thought i couldnt live with you my sanity brought me back to reality for the pain is just too real Closing my eyes for a final time, i pray your ...
A brand new day - published by Poetry of Life
Based on real life events. Lines inspired by "My Immortal, My Last Breath" by ‘Evanescence’ and "Days go by" by ‘Dirty Vegas’.
A brand new day - published by Poetry of Life
a thousand masks across the world separated by time separated by distance live the same life as you want them to monday to sunday morning to evening day and night its the same same lies same treachery for the same love that you care a dime i am what i am i dont want fame i dont want pity all i wa...
a thousand masks across the world separated by time separated by distance live the same life as you want them to monday to sunday morning to evening day and night its the same same lies same treachery for the same love that you care a dime i am what i am i dont want fame i dont want pity all i want is love i am what i am and nobody else i am what i am and not same as everyone else i am what i am and not one in a crowd whereever i go i know where i stand i am what i am i am what i am i can’t be the one you want i can’t be the one you dream of i am not the "hunk" i am not the "villian" i ...
I am what i am - published by Poetry of Life
Sun – the ultimate torch shining down on all lighting up them all everything is alive everyone is buzzing/active eyes all around ears everywhere i put on my mask live a happy life every day blissfully unaware life goes on for all they see is the happy mask what we see is what we believe we hear...
Sun – the ultimate torch shining down on all lighting up them all everything is alive everyone is buzzing/active eyes all around ears everywhere i put on my mask live a happy life every day blissfully unaware life goes on for all they see is the happy mask what we see is what we believe we hear it everywhere we read it in all but the all seeing eyes fails to pierce this mask that the world sees in me the world believes is the truth thats why, i wait for the dark night when there is no light when the eyes are shut and the ears go deaf i sit down in the corner open my eyes watch the stars t...
Waiting for the night - published by Poetry of Life
i wait patiently alone in this theatre of life for the days are long and the nights are short i am waiting for the night to fall to begin my quest all over again in the eternal search of the one who will put an end to this drama i am waiting for the night i am waiting for the life to begin… ———————————————————————————- A reflection of the last 2 years of my life 🙂
Waiting for the night - published by Poetry of Life
everyday its the same old story a single face a single identity life is a boring chore life is a daily routine life goes on rudderless life goes on emotionless Oh, how i wish i had a face for each person i had an emotion for each occasion how i wish i could change my self yet remain the same insi...
everyday its the same old story a single face a single identity life is a boring chore life is a daily routine life goes on rudderless life goes on emotionless Oh, how i wish i had a face for each person i had an emotion for each occasion how i wish i could change my self yet remain the same inside how i wish i was loved by some i was hated by one how i wish i was the object of attraction i was the object of abuse how i wish i could wear a brand new dress each time i grow up yet be the same how i wish i had the power to quell anger yet create a storm when needed how i wish i could make rule...
A Thousand Faces and more… - published by Poetry of Life
It all depends on the way you are reading. Some lines might look like lines, but read it once, twice or thrice, then you will get the meaning 🙂
A Thousand Faces and more… - published by Poetry of Life
As i lay on the bed when the clock struck midnight you come to me just like the first time when two became one you stand by the side waiting patiently everyday and everynight you wait for me to wake up from this sleep to see you to caress you to be together forever and ever tonight is the night d...
As i lay on the bed when the clock struck midnight you come to me just like the first time when two became one you stand by the side waiting patiently everyday and everynight you wait for me to wake up from this sleep to see you to caress you to be together forever and ever tonight is the night dressed in my best clothes with my dancing shoes on you guide me across the dance floor smiling from ear to ear a thousand flash lights clicking hand in hand with one last kiss goodbye i make my move for tonite is my last dance my last dance for love my last dance to be together closing my eyes for t...
Last Dance - published by Poetry of Life
on a cold winter morning i saw you looking at me a stranger to many known to none i stood there perplexed, confused surprised i walked towards you losing all concentration with eyes focussed only on each other we met we talked we changed changed to us completely unaware i fell in love i fell deep...
on a cold winter morning i saw you looking at me a stranger to many known to none i stood there perplexed, confused surprised i walked towards you losing all concentration with eyes focussed only on each other we met we talked we changed changed to us completely unaware i fell in love i fell deep in love thinking about you day and night dreaming about it all i lived the life you wanted until one day i woke up from this drunken slumber only to realize my life is gone my life is no more i was a lost traveller riding piggyback on someone else’s caravan travelling the path you wanted stopping...
Into a new world - published by Poetry of Life
————————————————————————————- * some lines from the song "Dry your eyes" by "the streets (a) Mike Skinner"
Into a new world - published by Poetry of Life
sitting in the corner of the park with the dark skies near the horizon i was waiting for the torrential downpour i waited patiently for the dark clouds to open up and drive away my other self i am a sinner i am a saint i am the killer i am the victim i am good i am bad i am one i am two happy and...
sitting in the corner of the park with the dark skies near the horizon i was waiting for the torrential downpour i waited patiently for the dark clouds to open up and drive away my other self i am a sinner i am a saint i am the killer i am the victim i am good i am bad i am one i am two happy and cheerful best performances day in and day out i am the darling star everyone envied sad and woeful jealously and hatred hidden from public view fully aware to all i am the devil plotting yet another downfall changing lives changing fortunes unwilling to accept i live a king’s life in the kingdom ...
The Beast Within - published by Poetry of Life
some lines will not make any sense at first, read it again and it wll be clear 😉
The Beast Within - published by Poetry of Life
Unaware to the outside world in the park bench right outside the highway i lay motionless shivering in the midnight cold with nothing else to keep me company and no one aware of my being my mind wanders to the night before in the middle of the night walking across the road i saw him draped in a b...
Unaware to the outside world in the park bench right outside the highway i lay motionless shivering in the midnight cold with nothing else to keep me company and no one aware of my being my mind wanders to the night before in the middle of the night walking across the road i saw him draped in a black attire with a matching black umbrella shielding him from the cold cold rain he was waiting waiting for me to come to him with no one to call as my own and no one to call as my friend i was walking away from life and away from painfully slow lonely life (into this land they call "purgatory") in ...
Waiting on the highway - published by Poetry of Life
365 days makes a year 1 day to celebrate your birthday 1 day to celebrate the beginning of a new year 1 day when santa claus knocks on your door 1 day when the air is polluted (diwali) everyday i see you from the dawn to the dusk you are there in front of me from the time moon rises to the time s...
365 days makes a year 1 day to celebrate your birthday 1 day to celebrate the beginning of a new year 1 day when santa claus knocks on your door 1 day when the air is polluted (diwali) everyday i see you from the dawn to the dusk you are there in front of me from the time moon rises to the time sun rises we are transported across time in our small little world that we share in my sleep i wish to be near you yet i am so far away i wish we could spend a lot of time together doing nothing yet time flies when you are near and i realize time can be pretty fast when you want it to be slow 1 day i...
The Power of Love - published by Poetry of Life
the night has fallen fallen to the ways of the evil evil that our ancestors embraced embraced by our fathers and mothers everyone lost hope everyone lost the courage to fight for the land that was ours one day sunny days and cool nights replaced by darker days and darker nights with no one to lea...
the night has fallen fallen to the ways of the evil evil that our ancestors embraced embraced by our fathers and mothers everyone lost hope everyone lost the courage to fight for the land that was ours one day sunny days and cool nights replaced by darker days and darker nights with no one to lead no one to inspire we all fell victims to the night more i hear more i want to win and more i want to regain our land so one day in the twilight that falls every eon (and when the warriors of night are weakened) we ventured out seeking to bring the light to fill our lives we started slowly piece by...
Fresh lease of life - published by Poetry of Life
I walk alone in a land filled with hatred demons walking past dragons flying above i am lost in the crowd people fighting, people dying it seems love has no place here love is a banned word days turn months months turn years still no hope no love one day the shining star rises above all seemingly...
I walk alone in a land filled with hatred demons walking past dragons flying above i am lost in the crowd people fighting, people dying it seems love has no place here love is a banned word days turn months months turn years still no hope no love one day the shining star rises above all seemingly in place to receive the one the one who fills my heart filtering through the dark, hazy skies it lights up the white castle perched above the high mountains surrounded by the blue waters below fiery beasts above locked in eternity it waits for the one patiently, silently for the one to capture it f...
Castle of Dreams - published by Poetry of Life
when you hold me, all of the world fades away and TIME stands still, Oh, how I wish time could stand still;
Time Stands Still I love you more than words can say, reality says we shouldn’t love each other, that we should be apart, although we fight it, our hearts say we belong together; To hear your voice, see you smile, to feel your touch My heart flutters and skips a beat; I feel your emotions as if they are my own, connected, understood and accepted in a way I can’t even explain.
Time Stands Still - published by Poetry of Life
The thought of losing you makes my heart grow still; Your touch tells me I’m home, when you hold me, all of the world fades away and TIME stands still, Oh, how I wish time could stand still; This love poem was first published on Jan 13, 2008 and has been updated on Nov 30, 2020.
Time Stands Still - published by Poetry of Life
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you, And share with you its beauty The days you’re feeling blue. If I could build a mountain You could call it your very own. A place to find serenity, A place to be alone. If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea, But all thes...
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you, And share with you its beauty The days you’re feeling blue. If I could build a mountain You could call it your very own. A place to find serenity, A place to be alone. If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea, But all these things I’m finding Are impossible for me. I cannot build you a mountain Or catch you a rainbow fair, But let me be what I do best, A friend that’s always there.
If I Could - published by Poetry of Life
If you can look at the sunset and smile, then you still have hope… If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower, then you still have hope… If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, then you still have hope… If the smile of a child can still warm your heart, then you...
If you can look at the sunset and smile, then you still have hope… If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower, then you still have hope… If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, then you still have hope… If the smile of a child can still warm your heart, then you still have hope… If you can see the good in other people, then you still have hope… If the rain breaking on a roof top can still lull you to sleep, then you still have hope… If the sight of a rainbow still makes you stop and stare in wonder, then you still have hope… If the soft fur of a fa...
Do You Still Have Hope - published by Poetry of Life
If, when faced with the bad, when told everything is futile, you can still look up and end the conversation with the phrase… yeah….BUT.. Then you still have hope… Hope is such a marvelous thing.
Do You Still Have Hope - published by Poetry of Life
It bends, it twists, it sometimes hides, but rarely does it break… It sustains us when nothing else can… It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead, when we tell ourselves we’d rather give in… Hope puts a smile on our face when the heart cannot manage… Hope puts our feet on the path when our eyes cannot see it… Hope moves us to act when our souls are confused of the direction….
Do You Still Have Hope - published by Poetry of Life
Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured, and something that will refresh us in return… And it can be found in each of us, and it can bring light into the darkest of places… Never lose hope…
Do You Still Have Hope - published by Poetry of Life
The lopped tree in time may grow again, Most naked plants renew both fruit and flower; The sorriest wight may find release of pain, The driest soil suck in some moistening shower; Time goes by turns, and chances change by course, From foul to fair, from better hap to worse. The sea of Fortune dot...
The lopped tree in time may grow again, Most naked plants renew both fruit and flower; The sorriest wight may find release of pain, The driest soil suck in some moistening shower; Time goes by turns, and chances change by course, From foul to fair, from better hap to worse. The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow; She draws her favors to the lowest ebb; Her tides have equal times to come and go; Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web; No joy so great but runneth to an end, No hap so hard but may in fine amend.
Times Go By Turns - published by Poetry of Life
Not always fall of leaf, nor ever Spring; Not endless night, yet not eternal day; The saddest birds a season find to sing; The roughest storm a calm may soon allay. Thus, with succeeding turns God tempereth all, That man may hope to rise, yet fear to fall. A chance may win that by mischance was lost; That net that holds no great takes little fish; In some things all, in all things none are crost; Few all they need, but none have all they wish. Unmingled joys here to no man befall; Who least, hath some; who most, hath never all.
Times Go By Turns - published by Poetry of Life
This is the beginning of a new day. I have been given this day to use as I will. I can waste it, or use it. I can make it a day long to be remembered for its joy, its beauty and its achievements, or it can be filled with pettiness. What I do today is important because I am exchanging a day of my ...
This is the beginning of a new day. I have been given this day to use as I will. I can waste it, or use it. I can make it a day long to be remembered for its joy, its beauty and its achievements, or it can be filled with pettiness. What I do today is important because I am exchanging a day of my life for it. When tomorrow comes this day will be gone forever, but I shall hold something which I have traded for it. It may be no more than a memory, but if it is a worthy one I shall not regret the price. I want it to be gain not loss, good not evil, success not failure. image courtesy
A New Day - published by Poetry of Life
Like a valiant sailor, I brave through the waters of life, The current so strong, the current of wrong, of pain, of sorrow… Pulling me in, plunging me in the depths of sin. The turbulent ocean, the intimidating skies, I am alone…. Alone, to navigate my way home… Searching…. searching for ...
Like a valiant sailor, I brave through the waters of life, The current so strong, the current of wrong, of pain, of sorrow… Pulling me in, plunging me in the depths of sin. The turbulent ocean, the intimidating skies, I am alone…. Alone, to navigate my way home… Searching…. searching for terrain … I know I am lost, Lured away with the amplification of the mysterious seas, The distinction between right and wrong…as far apart as north and south Heading in one direction alone…it’s my call… I am the Captain of my ship… I cannot see you.
Like A Valiant Sailor - published by Poetry of Life
I can hear you from afar ….in the stillness of my heart the mounting sound of your gallant bells ring… You promised you’d be there. Standing upright… To warn me, to protect me, to guide me. My lighthouse, my savior… Lead me home, lead this weary sailor home…
Like A Valiant Sailor - published by Poetry of Life
I can teach you things but I cannot make you learn. I can allow you freedom but I cannot be responsible for you. I can teach you to share but I cannot make you unselfish. I can tell you about kindness but I cannot make you gracious. I gave you life but I cannot live it for you. Joy, until we have...
I can teach you things but I cannot make you learn. I can allow you freedom but I cannot be responsible for you. I can teach you to share but I cannot make you unselfish. I can tell you about kindness but I cannot make you gracious. I gave you life but I cannot live it for you. Joy, until we have felt sorrow; Faith until we are tested; Peace, until we are faced with conflict; Trust, until we are betrayed; Love until it is lost; Hope, until we are faced with doubts give you back the past, nor satisfy your other daydreams. Your duty, your reward, your destiny, is in the present moment.
I Can Teach - published by Poetry of Life
It don’t matter what happened in the past Because what we have, it’s gonna last You make me smile Your worth my while You let me know how you feel Which lets me know you’re the real deal You let me see, what you mean to me Without you, who knows where I’d be? When I’m not with you, I fe...
It don’t matter what happened in the past Because what we have, it’s gonna last You make me smile Your worth my while You let me know how you feel Which lets me know you’re the real deal You let me see, what you mean to me Without you, who knows where I’d be? When I’m not with you, I feel blue Whoever knew, our love would be true? When I think of you There’s no other clue How much I care for you In so little time, I made you mine And we’re gonna last, til the end of time!!
Till The End Of Time - published by Poetry of Life
The moment you caught my eyes among the masses, The very moment I felt the compensation of all my past losses. The moment you got a soft corner in my heart, The very moment my typical ‘deewanapan’ got its start. The moment I proposed you with a rose, The very moment if you had denied, it migh...
The moment you caught my eyes among the masses, The very moment I felt the compensation of all my past losses. The moment you got a soft corner in my heart, The very moment my typical ‘deewanapan’ got its start. The moment I proposed you with a rose, The very moment if you had denied, it might be living without a cause. The moment you hold my hand, The very moment I thought it to be a dreamland. The moment you shared your thoughts, your dreams, The very moment I discovered that you are the way you seems. The moment that we spent together, The very moment I thought it to be enjoyed further.
I Cherish The Moments - published by Poetry of Life
The moment you parted, The very moment I sensed losing the brief world you created.
I Cherish The Moments - published by Poetry of Life
Start where you stand and never mind the past, The past won’t help you in beginning new, If you have left it all behind at last Why, that’s enough, you’re done with it, you’re through; This is another chapter in the book, This is another race that you have planned, Don’t give the vanish...
Start where you stand and never mind the past, The past won’t help you in beginning new, If you have left it all behind at last Why, that’s enough, you’re done with it, you’re through; This is another chapter in the book, This is another race that you have planned, Don’t give the vanished days a backward look, Start where you stand.
Start Where You Stand - published by Poetry of Life
The world won’t care about your old defeats If you can start anew and win success, The future is your time, and time is fleet And there is much of work and strain and stress; Forget the buried woes and dead despairs, Here is a brand new trial right at hand, The future is for him who does and dares, Start where you stand.
Start Where You Stand - published by Poetry of Life
Old failures will not halt, old triumphs aid, To-day’s the thing, to-morrow soon will be; Get in the fight and face it unafraid, And leave the past to ancient history; What has been, has been; yesterday is dead And by it you are neither blessed nor banned, Take courage, man, be brave and drive ahead, Start where you stand.
Start Where You Stand - published by Poetry of Life
If I was one thing, I’d be a candle Lighting the way so you can handle Your life easier without woes Not having to fight with your foes. I’d help keep you from stumbling over Things blocking your path to an open door. If I light your path, life is easier, Even strong winds, my light will not ...
If I was one thing, I’d be a candle Lighting the way so you can handle Your life easier without woes Not having to fight with your foes. I’d help keep you from stumbling over Things blocking your path to an open door. If I light your path, life is easier, Even strong winds, my light will not deter. No matter what, I’m here for you To cheer you up when you are blue. Do not fret when times get tough, If things look down or kind of rough. Just remember, I’m always here, In your heart, close and near. I will help you out in every way, Happiness and love in your heart will stay.
Lighting The Way - published by Poetry of Life
Don’t blow me out, that’s one request Unless it’s me you do detest. I do not try to hurt anyone That isn’t good or any fun. But one day you may leave me behind You may no longer need my light to shine. If that day comes, go on your way And I will hope to see you again one day. If one day, I don’t appear, Do not worry, do not fear I may be gone, but in your heart The light I gave you did not depart. It will be there forever and a day To always bring happiness and light your way. Farewell for now, I’m needed elsewhere If your path grows dark, in your heart, I’m there.
Lighting The Way - published by Poetry of Life
So I’m really not gone, just not seen, I would not leave, I’m not that mean. Only one simple request that I must say, Please, never forget those who lit your way.
Lighting The Way - published by Poetry of Life
Friends ’till the end, That’s what we always said, Even when all hopes were dead. Friends ’till the end, We will always be, Nothing can ever come between you and me. Friends ’till the end, Even when nothing will bend, Our friendship we will always mend. Friends ’till the end, There’s ...
Friends ’till the end, That’s what we always said, Even when all hopes were dead. Friends ’till the end, We will always be, Nothing can ever come between you and me. Friends ’till the end, Even when nothing will bend, Our friendship we will always mend. Friends ’till the end, There’s nothing we can’t overcome, I know you’ll be there when I need someone. Friends ’till the end, We will never part, As long as we have each other in our hearts. Friends ’till the end, Lies never told, Standing together so strong and so bold.
Friends Till The End - published by Poetry of Life
Friends ’till the end, With nowhere to begin, I know I’ll never be without you as a friend. Friends ’till the end, You can cry on my shoulder, That’s what I’ve always told her. Friends ’till the end, Through sun and snow, While others still come and go. Friends ’till the end, When my light fades away, She brings back the sunlight into my day. Friends ’till the end, Nothing else in mind, Someone who’s always there when you’re in a bind. Friends ’till the end, All throughout time, I’m proud to say you’re a friend of mine.
Friends Till The End - published by Poetry of Life
Friends ’till the end, Even with a fight, We’ll always be friends again that night. Friend ’till the end, Through thick and thin, A strong friendship will always win. Friends ’till the end, Through laughter and tears, With a friend you can overcome any fears. Friend ’till the end, We share all our dreams, We will make it by any means. Friends ’till the end, Our hopes will all come true, There’s no other pair like me and you. Friends ’till the end, Through highs and lows, When we’re together anything goes.
Friends Till The End - published by Poetry of Life
Friends ’till the end, We’re in the same boat, But it will always stay afloat. Friends ’till the end, I’ll never be alone again, As long as I have you as a friend. Friends ’till the end, No matter what people say, We will always go our own way. We may take other paths, And go separate ways, But we’ll always meet at the bend, Because we’re friends ’till the end.
Friends Till The End - published by Poetry of Life
Many times in my life I have disappointed you, and begun to stray. But you have pointed me in the right direction, and sent me on my way. Many times in my life I’ve needed a helping hand, and someone to pull me up. It was you who gave that helping hand, and always cheered me up. Many times I’...
Many times in my life I have disappointed you, and begun to stray. But you have pointed me in the right direction, and sent me on my way. Many times in my life I’ve needed a helping hand, and someone to pull me up. It was you who gave that helping hand, and always cheered me up. Many times I’ve been sad and down, and taken it out on you. But you stood by me and comforted me, In times that I was bad. Many times I’ve needed support, and to know someone was there. It was you who held me up, and showed me how to care. Many times I’ve wanted to tell you this, But never got a chance.
Many Times In My Life - published by Poetry of Life
You have helped me out in life, and got me where I am. You were there for me through thick and thin, You never gave up on me and you taught me how to care. From the deepest of my heart I want to say I love you, And to thank you for being there for me in times of good or bad.
Many Times In My Life - published by Poetry of Life
My life is completely messed up, Like a dark, thick soup lying in a cup, No color, no life, just so still, And the numbers of joys are always nill. I am walking on a lonely road, In the dark rainy night. All I can see is the popping toad, And the bat’s scary flight. I don’t know what to do or...
My life is completely messed up, Like a dark, thick soup lying in a cup, No color, no life, just so still, And the numbers of joys are always nill. I am walking on a lonely road, In the dark rainy night. All I can see is the popping toad, And the bat’s scary flight. I don’t know what to do or where to go? All I know that I am feeling very low. Sometimes in this lonely and unreasonable journey, I stop for a moment to think, WHY? Why to me people always hate? Why in my life joys and sorrows never equate. Why does God; for me, never opens the gate, Of his lovely and beautiful estate.
In Search Of Destiny Door - published by Poetry of Life
Where everything goes in it’s own routine, And to hurt others, people are never keen. Where people like me, never live, As their life never rip. But when unable to find answers, To my unending Questions. I start to walk again, In that lonely and never ending lane. Then like a shadow, I disappear… Into the deep darkness, which is never, clear. So on and on and forever, I walk, With sorrows, ignorance, problems and no one to talk, Just to find the DESTINY DOOR on which I can “KNOCK
In Search Of Destiny Door - published by Poetry of Life
I want to know, when day is done, That life has been worth living, That I have brought somebody joy Through kind, unselfish giving. I want to feel, when evening falls and shadows quickly lengthen That I have made somebody glad, Some weakness I have strengthened. I want to know that come what may ...
I want to know, when day is done, That life has been worth living, That I have brought somebody joy Through kind, unselfish giving. I want to feel, when evening falls and shadows quickly lengthen That I have made somebody glad, Some weakness I have strengthened. I want to know that come what may I’ve left some cheer and gladness; I want to feel at close of day I’ve banished someone’s sadness. I want to feel at close of day That someone’s cares were lighter Because of kindness I have done, May someone’s life be brighter.
I Want To Know - published by Poetry of Life
I searched among the card displays, To see if I could find, A little something that would say Just what was on my mind. However there was not a one, That captured it just right, For no one else can understand Just what I’d like to write. I even find it difficult To try to write it down, For how...
I searched among the card displays, To see if I could find, A little something that would say Just what was on my mind. However there was not a one, That captured it just right, For no one else can understand Just what I’d like to write. I even find it difficult To try to write it down, For how do I portray to you, The love that I have known? I close my eyes and what I see, Is someone I adore; A person who is beautiful, Right down into their soul. Mere words cannot describe The many qualities you show, The love and caring nature that You share with those who know.
Mere Words - published by Poetry of Life
Your kind and gentle temperament, Your sweet angelic smile, Your softly spoken sentiments, That reach across the miles. Your smile and laugh that sparkle with The softness of your sighs, The way your face lights up a room … That twinkle in your eye. The loving gestures through the years, That quickly come to mind, For always you’ve a gentle word To calm and soothe I find. I struggle and I search to try To find some words anew … And yet I cannot capture All the things that make you you.
Mere Words - published by Poetry of Life
I shall therefore, be satisfied That you must simply know, Just how I feel about you, For with words I cannot show.
Mere Words - published by Poetry of Life
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you, And share with you its beauty The days you’re feeling blue. If I could build a mountain You could call it your very own. A place to find serenity, A place to be alone. If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea, But all thes...
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you, And share with you its beauty The days you’re feeling blue. If I could build a mountain You could call it your very own. A place to find serenity, A place to be alone. If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea, But all these things I’m finding Are impossible for me. I cannot build you a mountain Or catch you a rainbow fair, But let me be what I do best, A friend that’s always there.
Be The Best – version 2 - published by Poetry of Life
There will be times in all of our lives where we’re treated very harshly and unfair. And no matter how hard we look for the justice we find that it just isn’t there. When we’re offended and in pain, our normal response is to retaliate and somehow repay. For we want that person to see how it...
There will be times in all of our lives where we’re treated very harshly and unfair. And no matter how hard we look for the justice we find that it just isn’t there. When we’re offended and in pain, our normal response is to retaliate and somehow repay. For we want that person to see how it feels to have the heartache we’re feeling that day. But as natural as it seems to want to get even it’s the opposite of what God says is true. For He is desiring that His servants be different and be Christ-like in all that we do.
Times In Our Lives - published by Poetry of Life
As incredible as it sounds, He wants us to repay them with a blessing instead of more pain. And He will give us the power we need to be kind and the strength we need to refrain. We have to trust Him and fully believe Him Knowing His ways truly are best. We have to be encouraged knowing He saw the injustice and let Him give us comfort and rest. The person who offends us is not declared innocent by the kindness we place on their head. But God takes all the heartache retaliation would bring us and gives us a blessing instead.
Times In Our Lives - published by Poetry of Life
I am only me, that is all that I can be No more, no less, don’t second guess I love, I laugh, I live and cry, I’ve wished at times, that I could die Some days I’m funny, others I’m not, sometimes I’m in overdrive and can’t stop I am a loyal and honest friend, You know that I’ll be t...
I am only me, that is all that I can be No more, no less, don’t second guess I love, I laugh, I live and cry, I’ve wished at times, that I could die Some days I’m funny, others I’m not, sometimes I’m in overdrive and can’t stop I am a loyal and honest friend, You know that I’ll be there until the end I am a father/mother, my children my greatest gift, The smiles on their faces always give me a lift I am a romantic, sensual, and passionate too, to the love of my life, I’ll share this with you I can be sweet and shy or sassy and bold, I’m quite a handful, or so I’ve been t...
I Am Only Me - published by Poetry of Life
By Ruth Bourdon
I Am Only Me - published by Poetry of Life
When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf, And the world makes you King for a day, Then go to the mirror and look at yourself, And see what that guy has to say. For it isn’t your Father, or Mother, or Wife, Who judgement upon you must pass. The feller whose verdict counts most in you...
When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf, And the world makes you King for a day, Then go to the mirror and look at yourself, And see what that guy has to say. For it isn’t your Father, or Mother, or Wife, Who judgement upon you must pass. The feller whose verdict counts most in your life Is the guy staring back from the glass. He’s the feller to please, never mind all the rest, For he’s with you clear up to the end, And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test If the guy in the glass is your friend.
The Guy in the Glass - published by Poetry of Life
You may be like Jack Horner and “chisel” a plum, And think you’re a wonderful guy, But the man in the glass says you’re only a bum If you can’t look him straight in the eye. You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years, And get pats on the back as you pass, But your final reward will be heartaches and tears If you’ve cheated the guy in the glass.
The Guy in the Glass - published by Poetry of Life
When we feel we have nothing left to give And we are sure that the song has ended When our day seems over and the shadows fall And the darkness of night has descended. Where can we go to find the strength To valiantly keep on trying, Where can we find the hand that will dry The tears that the hea...
When we feel we have nothing left to give And we are sure that the song has ended When our day seems over and the shadows fall And the darkness of night has descended. Where can we go to find the strength To valiantly keep on trying, Where can we find the hand that will dry The tears that the heart is crying. There’s but one place to go and that is to God And, dropping all pretense and pride, We can pour out our problems without restraint And gain strength from Him at our side.
Bend In The Road - published by Poetry of Life
And together we stand at life’s crossroads And view what we think is the end But God has a much bigger vision And He tells us it’s only a bend. For the road goes on and is smoother And the pause in the song is a rest And the part that’s unsung and unfinished Is the sweetest and richest and best. So rest and relax and grow stronger Let go and let God share your load Your work is not finished or ended, You’ve just come to a bend in the road.
Bend In The Road - published by Poetry of Life
Around the corner I have a friend In this great city that has no end, Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, And before I know it, a year is gone And I never see my old friend’s face, For life is a swift and terrible race, He knows I like him just as well, As in the days when I rang his bell, An...
Around the corner I have a friend In this great city that has no end, Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, And before I know it, a year is gone And I never see my old friend’s face, For life is a swift and terrible race, He knows I like him just as well, As in the days when I rang his bell, And he rang mine… If, we were younger then, And now we are busy, tired men… Tired of playing a foolish game, Tired of trying to make a name… Tomorrow I say I will call on Jim Just to show that I’m thinking of him.
If You Really Care - published by Poetry of Life
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, and distance between us grows and grows… Around the corner! Yet miles away, Here’s a telegram sir- Jim died today. And that’s what we get and deserve in the end...
If You Really Care - published by Poetry of Life
Around the corner, a vanished friend… If you love someone, tell them… Remember always to say what you mean… Never be afraid to express yourself… Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you… Seize the day and have no regrets… Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today and are what it’s all about anyway…
If You Really Care - published by Poetry of Life
When Friendship or Love Our sympathies move; When Truth, in a glance, should appear, The lips may beguile, With a dimple or smile, But the test of affection’s a Tear Too oft is a smile But the hypocrite’s wile, To mask detestation, or fear; Give me the soft sigh, Whilst the soul telling eye I...
When Friendship or Love Our sympathies move; When Truth, in a glance, should appear, The lips may beguile, With a dimple or smile, But the test of affection’s a Tear Too oft is a smile But the hypocrite’s wile, To mask detestation, or fear; Give me the soft sigh, Whilst the soul telling eye Is dimm’d, for a time, with a Tear Mild Charity’s glow, To us mortals below, Shows the soul from barbarity clear; Compassion will melt, Where this virtue is felt, And its dew is diffused in a Tear The man, doom’d to sail With the blast of the gale, Through billows Atlantic to steer, As he bends...
The Tear - published by Poetry of Life
If, with high-bounding pride, He return to his bride! Renouncing the gore-crimson’d spear; All his toils are repaid When, embracing the maid, From her eyelid he kisses the Tear. Sweet scene of my youth! Seat of Friendship and Truth, Where Love chas’d each fast-fleeting year Loth to leave thee, I mourn’d, For a last look I turn’d, But thy spire was scarce seen through a Tear Though my vows I can pour, To my Mary no more, My Mary, to Love once so dear, In the shade of her bow’r, I remember the hour, She rewarded those vows with a Tear. By another possest, May she live ever blest!
The Tear - published by Poetry of Life
Her name still my heart must revere With a sigh I resign, What I once thought was mine, And forgive her deceit with a Tear. Ye friends of my heart, Ere from you I depart, This hope to my breast is most near If again we shall meet, In this rural retreat, May we meet, as we part, with a Tear. When my soul wings her flight To the regions of night, And my corse shall recline on its bier; As ye pass by the tomb, Where my ashes consume, Oh! moisten their dust with a Tear. by Lord Byron
The Tear - published by Poetry of Life
All honor to him who shall win the prize,” The world has cried for a thousand years; But to him who tries, and who fails and dies, I give great honor and glory and tears; Give glory and honor and pitiful tears To all who fail in their deeds sublime; Their ghosts are many in the van of years, Th...
All honor to him who shall win the prize,” The world has cried for a thousand years; But to him who tries, and who fails and dies, I give great honor and glory and tears; Give glory and honor and pitiful tears To all who fail in their deeds sublime; Their ghosts are many in the van of years, They were born with Time, in advance of Time. Oh, great is the hero who wins a name, But greater many and many a time Some pale-faced fellow who dies in shame, And lets God finish the thoughts sublime.
To Those Who Fail - published by Poetry of Life
And great is the man with a sword undrawn, And good is the man who refrains from wine; But the man who fails and yet still fights on, Lo, he is the twin-born brother of mine. by Joaquin Miller
To Those Who Fail - published by Poetry of Life
I’m thankful for the beautiful people in the world like you. Beautiful faces are those that wear a friendly smile that say, “I care.” Beautiful eyes are those that show, the kindness and warmth that glows below. Beautiful lips utter kindly words that so the the soul like the songs of birds....
I’m thankful for the beautiful people in the world like you. Beautiful faces are those that wear a friendly smile that say, “I care.” Beautiful eyes are those that show, the kindness and warmth that glows below. Beautiful lips utter kindly words that so the the soul like the songs of birds. Beautiful people touch and bless; they inspire hope and happiness. You will always be, beautiful to me.
Beautiful People - published by Poetry of Life
Whatever our hands touch— We leave fingerprints! On walls, on furniture, On doorknobs, dishes, books, As we touch we leave our identity. Oh please where ever I go today, Help me leave heartprints! Heartprints of compassion Of understanding and love. Heartprints of kindness and genuine concern. ...
Whatever our hands touch— We leave fingerprints! On walls, on furniture, On doorknobs, dishes, books, As we touch we leave our identity. Oh please where ever I go today, Help me leave heartprints! Heartprints of compassion Of understanding and love. Heartprints of kindness and genuine concern. May my heart touch a lonely neighbor Or a runaway daughter, Or an anxious mother, Or, perhaps, a dear friend! I shall go out today To leave heartprints, And if someone should say “I felt your touch,” May that one sense be…YOUR LOVE Touching through ME.
Heartprints - published by Poetry of Life
This is to all the wonderful people I have met! I offer you my hand in friendship so that when you reach out in times of need, you can be certain that I’ll always be there. when it returns to you, you’ll know who’ll be your friends for life!!!
Heartprints - published by Poetry of Life
A traveler on a dusty road Strewed acorns on the lea; And one took root and sprouted up And grew into a tree. Love sought its shade at evening time, To breathe its early vows; And age was pleased, in heights of noon, To bask beneath its boughs. The dormouse loved its dangling twigs, The birds swe...
A traveler on a dusty road Strewed acorns on the lea; And one took root and sprouted up And grew into a tree. Love sought its shade at evening time, To breathe its early vows; And age was pleased, in heights of noon, To bask beneath its boughs. The dormouse loved its dangling twigs, The birds sweet music bore- It stood a glory in its place, A blessing evermore. A little spring had lost its way Amid the grass and fern; A passing stranger scooped a well Where weary men might turn.
Song of Life - published by Poetry of Life
He walled it in, and hung with care A ladle on the brink; He thought not of the deed he did, But judged that toil might drink. He passed again; and lo! the well, By summer never dried, Had cooled ten thousand parched tongues, And saved a life beside. A nameless man amid the crowd That thronged the daily mart, Let fall a word of hope and love, Unstudied, from the heart, A whisper of the tumult thrown, A transitory breath, It raised a brother from the dust, It saved a soul from death. O germ! o fount! o word of hope! O thought at random cast!
Song of Life - published by Poetry of Life
Ye were but little at the first, But mighty at the last. by Charles MacKay
Song of Life - published by Poetry of Life
How often we wish for another chance to make a fresh beginning. A chance to blot out our mistakes And change failure into winning. It does not take a new day To make a brand new start, It only takes a deep desire To try with all our heart. To live a little better And to always be forgiving And to...
How often we wish for another chance to make a fresh beginning. A chance to blot out our mistakes And change failure into winning. It does not take a new day To make a brand new start, It only takes a deep desire To try with all our heart. To live a little better And to always be forgiving And to add a little sunshine To the world in which we’re living. So never give up in despair And think that you are through, For there’s always a tomorrow And the hope of starting new.
Another Chance - published by Poetry of Life
So he died for his faith. That is fine– More than most of us do. But stay, can you add to that line That he lived for it, too? In death he bore witness at last As a martyr to truth. Did his life do the same in the past From the days of his youth? It is easy to die. Men have died For a wish or a...
So he died for his faith. That is fine– More than most of us do. But stay, can you add to that line That he lived for it, too? In death he bore witness at last As a martyr to truth. Did his life do the same in the past From the days of his youth? It is easy to die. Men have died For a wish or a whim– From bravado or passion or pride. Was it harder for him? But to live: every day to live out All the truth that he dreamt, While his friends met his conduct with doubt, And the world with contempt– Was it thus that he plodded ahead, Never turning aside?
Life and Death - published by Poetry of Life
Then we’ll talk of the life that he led– Never mind how he died. Contributed by Uma
Life and Death - published by Poetry of Life
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way With a resolute heart and cheerful? Or hide your face from the light of day With a craven soul and fearful? Oh, a trouble’s a ton, or a trouble’s an ounce, Or a trouble is what you make it, And it isn’t the fact that you’re hurt that counts, ...
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way With a resolute heart and cheerful? Or hide your face from the light of day With a craven soul and fearful? Oh, a trouble’s a ton, or a trouble’s an ounce, Or a trouble is what you make it, And it isn’t the fact that you’re hurt that counts, But only how did you take it? You are beaten to earth? Well, well, what’s that! Come up with a smiling face. It’s nothing against you to fall down flat, But to lie there–that’s disgrace. The harder you’re thrown, why the higher you bounce Be proud of your blackened eye!
How Did You Die - published by Poetry of Life
It isn’t the fact that you’re licked that counts; It’s how did you fight–and why? And though you be done to the death, what then? If you battled the best you could, If you played your part in the world of men, Why, the Critic will call it good. Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce, And whether he’s slow or spry, It isn’t the fact that you’re dead that counts, But only how did you die? by Edmund Vance Cooke
How Did You Die - published by Poetry of Life
The words that were spoken, they tore at my soul, They pierced my spirit and left a gapping hole. The world could not see what had transpired My heart was the covering when the deed expired. Everywhere I traveled the words they came to me A reminder of the day these words were spoke to me A wound...
The words that were spoken, they tore at my soul, They pierced my spirit and left a gapping hole. The world could not see what had transpired My heart was the covering when the deed expired. Everywhere I traveled the words they came to me A reminder of the day these words were spoke to me A wound had festered in my heart that day I couldn’t understand why the pain never went away.
The Words That Were Spoken - published by Poetry of Life
I fashioned a prison and I built the cell I formed the lock that would keep pain there I tried to cover all my agony and shame But everyday that dawned I carried the pain On that faithful day Jesus came to me He looked in my eyes and saw the agony He saw the wounded spirit and the heart so sore And when He spoke my name, I knew He was the Lord! The thing that has wounded and broken you today Is such a small matter to the Potter of the clay Your sickness has a cure, He paid the awful price Your pain is but a speck in the cycle of life.
The Words That Were Spoken - published by Poetry of Life
The Name above all names, the Master of your soul Sees the heart of man and the awful toll He knows where you have walked, He sees the scars He mends your broken heart, and fills it with stars! By Mary E. White
The Words That Were Spoken - published by Poetry of Life
Say! Let’s forget it! Let’s put it aside! Life is so large and the world is so wide. Days are so short and there’s so much to do, What if it was false–there’s plenty that’s true. Say! Let’s forget it! Let’s brush it away Now and forever, so what do you say? All of the bitter words...
Say! Let’s forget it! Let’s put it aside! Life is so large and the world is so wide. Days are so short and there’s so much to do, What if it was false–there’s plenty that’s true. Say! Let’s forget it! Let’s brush it away Now and forever, so what do you say? All of the bitter words said may be praise One of these days. Say! Let’s forget it! Let’s wipe off the slate, Find something better to cherish than hate. There’s so much good in the world that we’ve had, Let’s strike a balance and cross off the bad. Say!
One of These Days - published by Poetry of Life
Let’s forgive it, whatever it be, Let’s not be slaves when we ought to be free. We shall be walking in sunshiny ways One of these days. Say! Let’s not mind it! Let’s smile it away, Bring not a withered rose from yesterday; Flowers are so fresh from the wayside and wood, Sorrows are blessings but half understood. Say! Let’s not mind it, however it seems, Hope is so sweet and holds so many dreams; All of the sere fields with blossoms shall blaze One of these days. Say! Let’s not take it so sorely to heart!
One of These Days - published by Poetry of Life
Hates may be friendships just drifted apart, Failure be genius not quite understood, Say! Let’s get closer to somebody’s side, See what his dreams are and learn how he tried, See if our scoldings won’t give way to praise One of these days. Say! Let’s not wither! Let’s branch out and rise Out of the byways and nearer the skies. Let’s spread some shade that’s refreshing and deep Where some tired traveler may lie down and sleep. Say! Let’s not tarry! Let’s do it right now; So much to do if we just find out how! We may not be here to help folks or praise One of these days.
One of These Days - published by Poetry of Life
by James W. Foley
One of These Days - published by Poetry of Life
Realizing the things, that mean so much. Like a thought that puts a smile, on your face, or a simple loving touch. The smell of fragrant flowers, on a breezy Spring day. The kind words of encouragement, that are spoken your way. The sweet sounds of children laughing, as they play down the hall. T...
Realizing the things, that mean so much. Like a thought that puts a smile, on your face, or a simple loving touch. The smell of fragrant flowers, on a breezy Spring day. The kind words of encouragement, that are spoken your way. The sweet sounds of children laughing, as they play down the hall. The feeling of accomplishment, no matter how big or small. The thought of loved ones, who have come and gone. Their pictures and the memories, that will forever live on. If we could take time out and focus less, on our financial state.
The Little Things - published by Poetry of Life
We would realize it’s the little things, that really make life so great. by Cynthia
The Little Things - published by Poetry of Life
Life is a game with a glorious prize, If we can only play it right. It is give and take, build and break, And often it ends in a fight; But he surely wins who honestly tries (Regardless of wealth or fame), He can never despair who plays it fair How are you playing the game? Do you wilt and whine,...
Life is a game with a glorious prize, If we can only play it right. It is give and take, build and break, And often it ends in a fight; But he surely wins who honestly tries (Regardless of wealth or fame), He can never despair who plays it fair How are you playing the game? Do you wilt and whine, if you fail to win In the manner you think your due? Do you sneer at the man in case that he can And does, do better than you? Do you take your rebuffs with a knowing grin? Do you laugh tho’ you pull up lame? Does your faith hold true when the whole world’s blue? How are you playing the game?
Playing the Game - published by Poetry of Life
Get into the thick of it – wade in, boys! Whatever your cherished goal; Brace up your will till your pulses thrill, And you dare to your very soul! Do something more than make a noise; Let your purpose leap into flame As you plunge with a cry, “I shall do or die,” Then you will be playing the game.
Playing the Game - published by Poetry of Life
Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For so the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day. Come, as thou cam’st a thousand times, A messenger from radiant climes, And smile on thy new world, and be As kind to others as to me! Or, as thou never cam’st ...
Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For so the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day. Come, as thou cam’st a thousand times, A messenger from radiant climes, And smile on thy new world, and be As kind to others as to me! Or, as thou never cam’st in sooth, Come now, and let me dream it truth, And part my hair, and kiss my brow, And say, My love why sufferest thou Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For so the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day. then LIFE GOES ON … by Matthew Arnold
Longing - published by Poetry of Life
The moment you know that he / she is the one, your life changes for good. As I sit here watching the words scroll by reading the lines of poets’ I think of how much you mean to me And I must be sure you know it; Each day I love you more and more My heart, it over flows And I have to wonder to m...
The moment you know that he / she is the one, your life changes for good.
Everlasting Love - published by Poetry of Life
As I sit here watching the words scroll by reading the lines of poets’ I think of how much you mean to me And I must be sure you know it; Each day I love you more and more My heart, it over flows And I have to wonder to myself Do I always let it show; I know that I can be stubborn The truth I don’t always see It hides away in the dark Waiting to be set free; Afraid to put my trust in you Afraid that you will leave That you will take my heart again And throw it back at me; But as much as I fear the love It grows inside me still Filling me with thoughts of you Its the pain I want to kill;...
Everlasting Love - published by Poetry of Life
First published on Feb 17, 2007. Re-published on June 25, 2020.
Everlasting Love - published by Poetry of Life
Take my hand and lead the way; tell me all you want to say. Whisper softly in my ear, all those things I want to hear. Kiss my lips and touch my skin; bring out passions deep within. Pull me close and hold me near; take away my pain and fear. In the darkness of the night, be my beacon, shine your...
Take my hand and lead the way; tell me all you want to say. Whisper softly in my ear, all those things I want to hear. Kiss my lips and touch my skin; bring out passions deep within. Pull me close and hold me near; take away my pain and fear. In the darkness of the night, be my beacon, shine your light. In the brightness of the sun, show me that you are the one. Give me wings so I can fly; for I can soar when you’re nearby. Enter my heart, break down the wall, it’s time for me to watch it fall. I’ve been a prisoner, can’t you see? Break my chains and set me free.
Ready For Love - published by Poetry of Life
Strip me of my armor tight; you’ll find I won’t put up a fight. Release my soul held deep within . . . I’m ready now, let love begin.
Ready For Love - published by Poetry of Life
If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn’t choose to rest in the other person’s heart. If you find someone else in love with you and you don’t love her/him, feel honoured that love came and call...
If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn’t choose to rest in the other person’s heart. If you find someone else in love with you and you don’t love her/him, feel honoured that love came and called at your door, but gently refuse the gift you cannot return. Do not take advantage, do not cause pain. How you deal with love is how you deal with you, and all our hearts feel the same pains and joys, even if our lives and ways are different.
If You Find Love - published by Poetry of Life
If you fall in love with another, and she falls in love with you, and then love chooses to leave, do not try to reclaim it or to assess blame, Let it go. There is a reason and there is a meaning. You will know in time. Remember that you don’t choose love. Love chooses you. All you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes into your life. Feel the way it fills you to overflowing, then reach out and give it away. Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you. Give it to others who deem it poor in spirit. Give it to the world around you in anyway you can.
If You Find Love - published by Poetry of Life
This is where many lovers go wrong. Having been so long without love, they understand love only as a need. They see their hearts as empty places that will be filled by love, and they begin to look at love as something that flows to them rather than from them. The first blush of new love is filled to overflowing, but as their love cools, they revert to seeing their love as need. They cease to be someone who generates love and instead become someone who seeks love. They forget that the secret of love is that it is a gift, and that it can be made to grow only by giving it away.
If You Find Love - published by Poetry of Life
Remember this, and keep it to your heart. Love has its own time, its own seasons, and its own reason for coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it, or reason it into saying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you. But if it chooses to leave from your heart or from the heart of your lover, there is nothing you can do and there is nothing you should do. Love always has been and always will be a mystery. Be glad that it came to live for a moment in your life.
If You Find Love - published by Poetry of Life
Don’t deny love just only you don’t want to be hurt… IF YOU KEEP YOUR HEART OPEN, IT WILL COME AGAIN
If You Find Love - published by Poetry of Life
In every human life, there are some moments when one is sad and depressed Frustrated from every zone of life, And feel like leaving everything & going away And Life Goes on … Some moments in which one is wrapped with tensions one wants to get out of them and fly high in the sky But cant run awa...
In every human life, there are some moments when one is sad and depressed Frustrated from every zone of life, And feel like leaving everything & going away And Life Goes on … Some moments in which one is wrapped with tensions one wants to get out of them and fly high in the sky But cant run away, and life goes on … Some moments in which, one who adores hurts sentiments, one needs a support, a shoulder to dry on, But doesn’t find one , and life goes on … Some moments in which one gets tired of life or so intensely hurt that one wants to die one wishes to end up with life at that very...
Life Goes On… - published by Poetry of Life
And then the people cry and show that they were concerned Then the question arises Do they wait for one’s death, To care, To understand the one If so, then wait till death and untill then LIFE GOES ON …
Life Goes On… - published by Poetry of Life
When I was a little child, I heard the preacher say, Take time to listen for the Lord, when you kneel to pray, Be very still and quiet, for sometime you may hear, The voice of Jesus whisper, a message in your ear. If you do the talking, He never will get through, To let you know what it is, He wo...
When I was a little child, I heard the preacher say, Take time to listen for the Lord, when you kneel to pray, Be very still and quiet, for sometime you may hear, The voice of Jesus whisper, a message in your ear. If you do the talking, He never will get through, To let you know what it is, He would have you do. I did not heed the lesson, the preacher gave that day, I hurried through my prayers, and wandered, on my merry way. As years went by, I realized, the many times I’d missed, A perfect opportunity, to fill my Lord’s request.
When I Kneel Down To Pray - published by Poetry of Life
If I could retrace my steps, so many things I’d do, To be the kind of person, that my Lord can use. Now that I am older, my hearing almost gone, In the silence I can hear, a different kind of song. In a gentle whisper, from the throne above, I’m joyfully reminded of my Savior’s love. I’ve finally got the message the preacher gave that day, I take the time to listen now when I kneel down to pray. By Jeannette Smith
When I Kneel Down To Pray - published by Poetry of Life
hope that I will always be for each person what he or she needs me to be. I hope that each person’s death will diminish me, but that fear of my own will never diminish my joy of life. I hope that my love for those whom I like will never lessen my love for those whom I do not. I hope that anot...
hope that I will always be for each person what he or she needs me to be. I hope that each person’s death will diminish me, but that fear of my own will never diminish my joy of life. I hope that my love for those whom I like will never lessen my love for those whom I do not. I hope that another person’s love for me will never be a measure of my love for him or her. I hope that everybody will accept me as I am, but that I never will. I hope that I will always ask for forgiveness from others, but will never need to be asked for my own . . .
Always Have Hope - published by Poetry of Life
I hope that I will always recognize my limitations, but that I will construct none. I hope that loving will always be my goal, but that love will never be my idol. I hope that everyone will always have hope. By Henri Nouwen
Always Have Hope - published by Poetry of Life
Whatever I may want to do It must be done today. There is no other time. Yesterdays are but todays Used and gone beyond my grasp. Not one can ever be brought back; Even as a bell can’t be unrung Or a spoken, unintended word Be readily retrieved before It reaches someone’s ear. Tomorrows are t...
Whatever I may want to do It must be done today. There is no other time. Yesterdays are but todays Used and gone beyond my grasp. Not one can ever be brought back; Even as a bell can’t be unrung Or a spoken, unintended word Be readily retrieved before It reaches someone’s ear. Tomorrows are todays awaiting birth. Each comes unbidden in the night To arrive full-fledged for me to use And do whatever I may want to do.
Only Today - published by Poetry of Life
If you can’t be the pine at the top of the hill Be the scrub in the valley, but be The best little scrub on the side of the hill Be a bush if you can’t be a tree If you can’t be a bush be a bit of the grass Doing something for somebody’s sake If you can’t be a muskie try being a bass Bu...
If you can’t be the pine at the top of the hill Be the scrub in the valley, but be The best little scrub on the side of the hill Be a bush if you can’t be a tree If you can’t be a bush be a bit of the grass Doing something for somebody’s sake If you can’t be a muskie try being a bass But be the liveliest bass in the lake We can’t all be captains, some have to be crew There is something for all of us here There is big work and little for people to do And the task we must do is near So if you can’t be a highway then be a great trail If you can’t be a sun be a star It isn’t b...
Be The Best - published by Poetry of Life
Have you ever wished, when a day went wrong a wish that’s quite in vain that it were only possible to live that day again You’d start out in the morning with the prayers you should have said and through the days your actions with tolerance be led The many little instances that tried your pati...
Have you ever wished, when a day went wrong a wish that’s quite in vain that it were only possible to live that day again You’d start out in the morning with the prayers you should have said and through the days your actions with tolerance be led The many little instances that tried your patience, true if only you could start again you’d know now what to do You’d kneel and say your evening prayers and thank the lord above for all the pleasant hours past your heart at peace with love But since this is a wish in vain and never can be true there’s only one alternative just one thing ...
Live For Today - published by Poetry of Life
A loving heart, a gentle smile, a warm and tender touch, We give so many things in life but nothing means as much. A little inspiration when someone loses hope, A kind word of encouragement when they no longer seem to cope. A simple phrase, “I love you” when no one else is there, Taking hold ...
A loving heart, a gentle smile, a warm and tender touch, We give so many things in life but nothing means as much. A little inspiration when someone loses hope, A kind word of encouragement when they no longer seem to cope. A simple phrase, “I love you” when no one else is there, Taking hold onto a hand in a little heartfelt prayer. Love is never silent, it has so much to say, And it is our greatest blessing when we give it all away. by David L. Griffith
Love Is Never Silent - published by Poetry of Life
If the sky above seems cloudy, And you are left out in the rain, If you are searching for a rainbow, But the colors bring you pain, If your world is not revolving, And there is no end in sight, If you are looking for the sunshine, But all you see is night, If all around are smiling, But all you c...
If the sky above seems cloudy, And you are left out in the rain, If you are searching for a rainbow, But the colors bring you pain, If your world is not revolving, And there is no end in sight, If you are looking for the sunshine, But all you see is night, If all around are smiling, But all you can do is frown, If you are tired of all this living, When life just brings you down, Then look beyond your teardrops, At the wonders of this land, The beauty of a flower, Like velvet in your hand.
The Flow Of Life - published by Poetry of Life
Feel the air around you, The smell of new mown hay, Laughing children in the park, The innocence there at play, Imagine floating with a butterfly, As she flutters between the trees, Or the whispers of the ocean, On warm hot summer’s breeze, Think of the taste of candy floss, As it melts upon your tongue, Or the melody of morning birds, As they greet each day with song, Remember words of beauty, Told in your mother’s embrace, Feel the gentleness of her touch, As she softly kissed your face, Seek the good within you, Cast the clouds from your sky, Don’t look toward the pavement, But hol...
The Flow Of Life - published by Poetry of Life
So Bless this age your are living in, With the gifts you can bestow, Don’t disregard the stream of life, Go gently with the flow.
The Flow Of Life - published by Poetry of Life
If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, counting, find One self-denying deed, one word That eased the heart of him who heard– One glance most kind, That fell like sunshine where it went– Then you may count that day well spent. But if, through all the livelong...
If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, counting, find One self-denying deed, one word That eased the heart of him who heard– One glance most kind, That fell like sunshine where it went– Then you may count that day well spent. But if, through all the livelong day, You’ve cheered no heart, by yea or nay– If, through it all You’ve nothing done that you can trace That brought the sunshine to one face– No act most small That helped some soul and nothing cost– Then count that day as worse than lost. by George Eliot
You May Count That Day - published by Poetry of Life
I have always seen life for what it really is. Ever since I was a child growing up, hard times are all I know. I had to sit back and watch my mother work from sunset to sundown. I had to sit back and watch my mother work herself to her grave. Nothing ever came easy for her. She always had a heart...
I have always seen life for what it really is. Ever since I was a child growing up, hard times are all I know. I had to sit back and watch my mother work from sunset to sundown. I had to sit back and watch my mother work herself to her grave. Nothing ever came easy for her. She always had a heart and kept a smile on her face. Life is like a newborn baby struggling to come out of its mother’s womb, life is a struggle true enough, but after all the struggling you have done, and after all the hell you have been through, there is success.
Try and Try - published by Poetry of Life
Life is nothing but a big struggle, but just keep the faith and focus on your goals. Don’t let life beat you or you will be walking around like zombies. Keep on pushing, keep on trying, life can be whatever you make it to be. But life can also be a bowl of cherries with whip cream and apple pie. I say this again; life is what you make of it. You can achieve or conquer anything it throws at you, you can’t quit or give up, you have got to keep on working, look higher some way, some how you are going to make it. by David Cook
Try and Try - published by Poetry of Life
Watching the world through a blacked-out window You see no sun, Yet people see light shining in your eyes, You are the sun for others Watching children play, wishing you were them, You start to cry, People see your child- like tears, Yet nobody seems to care Giving light to others, You realize yo...
Watching the world through a blacked-out window You see no sun, Yet people see light shining in your eyes, You are the sun for others Watching children play, wishing you were them, You start to cry, People see your child- like tears, Yet nobody seems to care Giving light to others, You realize you’re alone Your flame is burning brightly Yet you still feel blind But if you look deep into your heart, and open the window, You realize, You are the sun, Your stars need your brightness, And one day you will find the special star, Which will add to your flame, And you will burn brighter then eve...
You Are The Sun - published by Poetry of Life
by Jennifer
You Are The Sun - published by Poetry of Life
Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and descended; I have come by the highway home, And lo, it is ended. The leaves are all dead on the ground, Save those that the oak is keeping To ravel them one by one ...
Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and descended; I have come by the highway home, And lo, it is ended. The leaves are all dead on the ground, Save those that the oak is keeping To ravel them one by one And let them go scraping and creeping Out over the crusted snow, When others are sleeping.
Reluctance - published by Poetry of Life
And the dead leaves lie huddled and still, No longer blown hither and thither; The last long aster is gone; The flowers of the witch-hazel wither; The heart is still aching to seek, But the feet question ‘Whither?’ Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season? by Robert Frost
Reluctance - published by Poetry of Life
Childhood, sweet and sunny childhood, With its careless, thoughtless air, Like the verdant, tangled wildwood, Wants the training hand of care. See it springing all around us — Glad to know, and quick to learn; Asking questions that confound us; Teaching lessons in its turn. Who loves not its jo...
Childhood, sweet and sunny childhood, With its careless, thoughtless air, Like the verdant, tangled wildwood, Wants the training hand of care. See it springing all around us — Glad to know, and quick to learn; Asking questions that confound us; Teaching lessons in its turn. Who loves not its joyous revel, Leaping lightly on the lawn, Up the knoll, along the level, Free and graceful as a fawn Let it revel; it is nature Giving to the little dears Strength of limb, and healthful features, For the toil of coming years.
Childhood - published by Poetry of Life
He who checks a child with terror, Stops its play, and stills its song, Not alone commits an error, But a great and moral wrong. Give it play, and never fear it — Active life is no defect; Never, never break its spirit — Curb it only to direct. Would you dam the flowing river, Thinking it would cease to flow Onward it must go forever — Better teach it where to go. Childhood is a fountain welling, Trace its channel in the sand, And its currents, spreading, swelling, Will revive the withered land.
Childhood - published by Poetry of Life
Childhood is the vernal season; Trim and train the tender shoot; Love is to the coming reason, As the blossom to the fruit. Tender twigs are bent and folded — Art to nature beauty lends; Childhood easily is moulded; Manhood breaks, but seldom bends. by David Bates
Childhood - published by Poetry of Life
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tir...
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, “Look what I found!” In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn, not enough rain or too little light.
A Poem on Life - published by Poetry of Life
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away. But instead of retreating, he sat next to my side And placed the flower to his nose and declared with overacted surprise, “It sure smells pretty and it’s beautiful, too. That’s why I picked it; here, it’s for you.” The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
A Poem on Life - published by Poetry of Life
So I reached for the flower, and replied, “Just what I need.” But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind. I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun As I thanked him for picking the very best one. “You’re welcome,” he smiled, and then ran off to play, Unaware of the impact he’d had on my day. I sat there and wondered how he managed to see A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
A Poem on Life - published by Poetry of Life
How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he’d been blessed with true sight. Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see The problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times, I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, and appreciate every second that’s mine. And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose And smiled as I watched that young boy, another weed in his hand About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
A Poem on Life - published by Poetry of Life
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all. Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings. The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God ...
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all. Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings. The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate. The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset, and the morning, That brightens up the sky; The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the garden, He made them every one.
All Things Beautiful and Bright - published by Poetry of Life
The tall trees in the greenwood, The meadows where we play, The rushes by the water, We gather every day;– He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell, How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well. By Cecil Frances Alexander
All Things Beautiful and Bright - published by Poetry of Life
I WONDER about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise So close to our dwelling place We suffer them by the day Till we lose all measure of pace, And fixity in our joys, And acquire a listening air. They are that that talks of going But never gets away...
I WONDER about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise So close to our dwelling place We suffer them by the day Till we lose all measure of pace, And fixity in our joys, And acquire a listening air. They are that that talks of going But never gets away; And that talks no less for knowing, As it grows wiser and older, That now it means to stay. My feet tug at the floor And my head sways to my shoulder Sometimes when I watch trees sway, From the window or the door.
The Sound of the Trees - published by Poetry of Life
I shall set forth for somewhere, I shall make the reckless choice Some day when they are in voice And tossing so as to scare The white clouds over them on. I shall have less to say, But I shall be gone. By Robert Frost
The Sound of the Trees - published by Poetry of Life
In the night with the fragrance of flowers I was thinking about the world…….. so many thoughts, so many worries, I was thinking about myself……… So many concerns, So many duties, The night was passing like this only….. In the web of thoughts, I was putting more knots of many thoughts o...
In the night with the fragrance of flowers I was thinking about the world…….. so many thoughts, so many worries, I was thinking about myself……… So many concerns, So many duties, The night was passing like this only…..
In The Web Of Thoughts - published by Poetry of Life
In the web of thoughts, I was putting more knots of many thoughts only…… I started thinking about the flower, So beautiful, So fragrant, I asked to the flower In this darkness, who will admire u Why only at night you grow fresh and bright Why you don’t want admiration What you get from this darkness The web started opening itself, The flower started talking to me, The answers came as questions to me, The flower started asking to me…….
In The Web Of Thoughts - published by Poetry of Life
Why you have always concern about others Why you always think about others Why you are limiting yourself because of others Listen to your heart, Listen to your soul, Always do what you feel, Feeling does not create worry…. Saying of heart does not give concern….. It gives freedom…. It gives thoughts…..thoughts not to put knots Thoughts to free you Thoughts to make ‘YOU’.
In The Web Of Thoughts - published by Poetry of Life
Yesterday a butterfly Came floating gently through the sky. He soared up through the atmosphere Then drifted close enough to hear. I said, I’d love to fly with you And sail around the way you do. It looks like it would be such fun To fly up toward the summer sun. But I have not your graceful ch...
Yesterday a butterfly Came floating gently through the sky. He soared up through the atmosphere Then drifted close enough to hear. I said, I’d love to fly with you And sail around the way you do. It looks like it would be such fun To fly up toward the summer sun. But I have not your graceful charm. I haven’t wings, just these two arms. I’ve been designed to walk around. My human feet must touch the ground. Then magically he spoke to me and told me what his wish would be.
Through Someone Else’s Eyes - published by Poetry of Life
He said, What I’d love most to do Is walk upon God’s Earth with you, To squish it’s mud between my toes Or touch my finger to my nose. I’d love just once to walk around With human feet to touch the ground, But I have not two legs that swing, I haven’t arms, just these two wings. And so we went our separate ways In wonder and surprise. For we’d both seen God’s precious gifts Through someone else’s eyes.
Through Someone Else’s Eyes - published by Poetry of Life
Life passes by so fast, Lord, I know I’m sure to miss A vital part unless you keep Reminding me of this. There’s so much that I want to do, A lot I’ve left undone, So many plans discarded, And a few I’ve not begun. Life passes by so fast, Lord, How often I’ve been told, It always does a...
Life passes by so fast, Lord, I know I’m sure to miss A vital part unless you keep Reminding me of this. There’s so much that I want to do, A lot I’ve left undone, So many plans discarded, And a few I’ve not begun. Life passes by so fast, Lord, How often I’ve been told, It always does around the time That we are growing old. For everything a season Is wise as well as just, But I had rather wear me out, Than fall apart with rust. Life passes by so fast, Lord, The days, the months, the years, Lord keep a smile upon my lips, And blot away the tears.
The Passing Years - published by Poetry of Life
Teach me to lean upon Your arm, When pain and sickness strike, To tell the facts from fancies, That sometimes look alike. Life passes by so fast, Lord, And yet how kind You are, In granting me the precious years, That I have had so far. So let the days grow shorter, The darkest shadows part, But put the wrinkles on my face, …And never on my heart By Grace E. Easley
The Passing Years - published by Poetry of Life
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within ...
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave?
A Dream Within A Dream - published by Poetry of Life
Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? By Edgar Allan Poe
A Dream Within A Dream - published by Poetry of Life
Is anybody happier because you passed this way? Does anyone remember that you spoke to them today? The day is almost over, and its’ toiling time is through. Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you? Can you say tonight in parting with the day that’s slipping fast, That you helped a s...
Is anybody happier because you passed this way? Does anyone remember that you spoke to them today? The day is almost over, and its’ toiling time is through. Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you? Can you say tonight in parting with the day that’s slipping fast, That you helped a single person of the many that you passed? Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said? Does one whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead? Did you waste the day or use it? Was it well or sorely spent? Did you leave a trail of kindness, or a scar of discontent?
End Of The Day - published by Poetry of Life
As you close your eyes in slumber, do you think that God will say: You have earned one more tomorrow by what you did today
End Of The Day - published by Poetry of Life
I know that if I saw purple rain I’d recognize I’d gone insane. But I simply don’t know how to explain that I’m in love to my brain. I think about you day and night. All day long you’re in my sight. The fire in my heart you have ignited. My mind and soul are delighted. I can’t concent...
I know that if I saw purple rain I’d recognize I’d gone insane. But I simply don’t know how to explain that I’m in love to my brain. I think about you day and night. All day long you’re in my sight. The fire in my heart you have ignited. My mind and soul are delighted. I can’t concentrate on my day to day routine. I only think of you between the times we will see each other. I could never want another. You’ve captured my heart and stolen my soul. I believe that I’ve lost control. It’s a feeling I never want to go away. I want to be with you every day.
Purple Rain - published by Poetry of Life
So I guess I have seen purple rain. Because this feeling I have is new and strange. It must be a miracle that we’ve found this love. So we can’t do anything but thank God above for purple rain (our love).
Purple Rain - published by Poetry of Life
The pinaacle awaits your arrival, Even as you upon stones still stumble. Happiness wants to rest by your side, While you are struggling through a sorrowful ride. Confidence wants to adorn you head, When you feel you are as good as dead. Love is waiting to embrace you forever, Even when you feel h...
The pinaacle awaits your arrival, Even as you upon stones still stumble. Happiness wants to rest by your side, While you are struggling through a sorrowful ride. Confidence wants to adorn you head, When you feel you are as good as dead. Love is waiting to embrace you forever, Even when you feel hate wont leave your life ever. Perfection wants to pave your way, While nothing goes your way every day. HE is waiting to gift you with all you want, While the horror of ‘losing it all’ to you begins to haunt.
Their Wait… - published by Poetry of Life
So what are you waiting for Everytime you feel you have reached the dead end, Bear in mind that you have to end their wait, And give your life a whole new bait. ~ Thanks Maithilee for this Contribution ~
Their Wait… - published by Poetry of Life
Success has no address, No landmark, No calling card, But the path is steep, And some will take the elevator, But i will take the stairs, Some will get there faster, But i will get there stronger, And adversity will be my Traveling companion, Because when i get the there, I can turn to adversity ...
Success has no address, No landmark, No calling card, But the path is steep, And some will take the elevator, But i will take the stairs, Some will get there faster, But i will get there stronger, And adversity will be my Traveling companion, Because when i get the there, I can turn to adversity and say, So long, And heave the bag of taunts and insults i gathered along the way, and scatter them to the birds, I will miss them, But feel lighter, Yes, That will be the day, When i stand at a large bay window, And unclench my fist, For there will be no more odds to conquer, Not even the mind, I ...
I like ODDS that make me EVEN - published by Poetry of Life
Everyday while traveling to and fro I see so many faces, At definite time, definite intervals, Definite corners, definite places!! So many faces I see- That over –made up face, that one, continuously tensed up And that one, without a trace… of anxiety or fear!! That face always in a hurry, An...
Everyday while traveling to and fro I see so many faces, At definite time, definite intervals, Definite corners, definite places!! So many faces I see- That over –made up face, that one, continuously tensed up And that one, without a trace… of anxiety or fear!! That face always in a hurry, And that cool and slow face Without any worry! That over-confident ‘egoistic’ face And that face with a guilty look, That bespectacled face whose life Must be only in the pages of the book!
Faces - published by Poetry of Life
Innocent faces, quarreling and playing With loads of books, water bags, tiffins and carrying, Tensions only when The exams are nearing… That old face full of nostalgia And those twinkling eyes full of dreams… Stern faces, soft faces, Faces full of powders and creams.. Each face has a different ‘outlook’ Each one has a different ‘aim’, But despite the variation Their destination is the same!! Each must be having the same intentions Of not getting lost in this crowd, this mess, And of reaching such a level where it won’t remain Just a Mere face!!!
Faces - published by Poetry of Life
~ Written & Contributed by Anangha ~
Faces - published by Poetry of Life
As silence fills my loneliness Only for you my heart cries The growing gnawing pain within myself That tears every senses of my life. Tears flow endlessly Even my eyes swells in deep agony But nothing had been left That I burned even more with desire Just to feel the warmness of your embrace. I...
As silence fills my loneliness Only for you my heart cries The growing gnawing pain within myself That tears every senses of my life. Tears flow endlessly Even my eyes swells in deep agony But nothing had been left That I burned even more with desire Just to feel the warmness of your embrace. I still have the memories when we first meet Memories that I thought would just be the beginning And would never end But suddenly it was gone with the wind.
Letting Go - published by Poetry of Life
I always say I LOVE YOU Deep inside my heart I do Thinking that you feel the same way too That even we’re miles away we can make it through I felt my world shattered like a glass One day when you told me that I was just a back up And that you are still in search of your perfect match For someone you can marry even when there’s no real LOVE.
Letting Go - published by Poetry of Life
I have been waiting for a chance Hoping that one day you would realize and understand I gave you everything that I have Just to let you know that I love you so much You have closed your door to me indeed Even if I was just trying to talk , just being a FRIEND Then I realized,Perhaps I was obsessed and was pushing myself to you… And now, I need to say goodbye and Let go.
Letting Go - published by Poetry of Life
You know exactly how I feel about others You know that I’m reluctant to trust people, Coz I fear them cheat me You know I expect 100% trustworthiness from the person that I trust. You knew each and everything about me, Because I trust you, and you asked me to trust you. You are a person who alw...
You know exactly how I feel about others You know that I’m reluctant to trust people, Coz I fear them cheat me You know I expect 100% trustworthiness from the person that I trust. You knew each and everything about me, Because I trust you, and you asked me to trust you. You are a person who always likes to stay happily Your happiness is different from my happiness I have seen many things you do, Why you do those because that brings you happiness You wont do anything to bring sorrow..! Your little happy moments brought me pain and sorrow.
I’ll Never Ever Trust Again - published by Poetry of Life
But I need to bare that because you are happy I never spoke about it, I never let you know that I know everything that you do. I never put restrictions, I never command you, I never gave any orders. I let you to live the way you like Coz everyone likes to live in his or her own style I stayed by your side everyday, I came with you everyday to your doorstep to make you feel safe and cared I have no words to say that I love you everyday, As you do always But one thing that I can assure, that is I’m not lying.
I’ll Never Ever Trust Again - published by Poetry of Life
From the very first meeting I started to suffer I bared every pain, even though I knew that I have been cheated Each an every time that you cheat me, I thought, Oh this may be the last time that she is cheating me But my count is endless You stole me happiness, peaceful mind, my dreams, my hopes, my sleep.
I’ll Never Ever Trust Again - published by Poetry of Life
etc You may be sleeping nicely every night I do the opposite of that every time Do you know how would a person feel If he knows that his very trustworthy person has cheated him Do anyone treat you lovingly when they know you have been cheated them Do anyone keep trust you Does anyone can trust them again I have lost my sleep, Coz since the morning till the night what I experience is cheating, I suddenly wake up at night with fear And I cannot remember how many days I slept peacefully since I met you Morning to night how many lies that you tell me I believe every your words, coz I love you H...
I’ll Never Ever Trust Again - published by Poetry of Life
When I was tiny – I was dark and stout My fairy godmother – Just never came about I knew I was ugly – My smile made it worse I cried every night – I knew I was cursed Then one day a star shot out of sight Was it an angel – it wasn’t very bright Months had past – I had no clue So I s...
When I was tiny – I was dark and stout My fairy godmother – Just never came about I knew I was ugly – My smile made it worse I cried every night – I knew I was cursed Then one day a star shot out of sight Was it an angel – it wasn’t very bright Months had past – I had no clue So I sat with candles burning tissue It wasn’t witchcraft – It was only my mind I wrote in it a letter A letter hoping I would be fine Fairer skin-finer lines Hoping to be lovely I wanted this right.
In The Arms Of A Stranger - published by Poetry of Life
Years past my color changed Lighter than the moon and darker was my mane I now wondered what would I do So I wrote another letter And I asked for you.
In The Arms Of A Stranger - published by Poetry of Life
Lighter eyes darker hair Shiny lips that beautiful stare When you would touch me my foot would pop It was then I met you – we were walking away The sea breeze was whistling- Shuffling my hair Like a star you touched me around my waist And in all suddenness my foot went in haste And out of my heel popped out my foot Stumbling away I fell into your looks And again you touched me That stare was so bright Ill hold you my angel with all my might I now make you my heart – The day you stop That day I will fall apart From an ugly duckling into a swan My fairy godmother trumpeting her horn Screa...
In The Arms Of A Stranger - published by Poetry of Life
The good you find in others, is in you too. The faults you find in others, are your faults as well. After all, to recognize something you must know it. The possibilities you see in others, are possible for you as well. The beauty you see around you, is your beauty. The world around you is a refle...
The good you find in others, is in you too. The faults you find in others, are your faults as well. After all, to recognize something you must know it. The possibilities you see in others, are possible for you as well. The beauty you see around you, is your beauty. The world around you is a reflection, a mirror showing you the person you are. To change your world, you must change yourself. To blame and complain will only make matters worse. Whatever you care about, is your responsibility. What you see in others, shows you yourself. See the best in others, and you will be your best.
Looking Back At You - published by Poetry of Life
Give to others, and you give to yourself. Appreciate beauty, and you will be beautiful. Admire creativity, and you will be creative. Love, and you will be loved. Seek to understand, and you will be understood. Listen, and your voice will be heard. Show your best face to the mirror, and you’ll be happy with the face looking back at you.
Looking Back At You - published by Poetry of Life
I look at now, i look at then, my life has come to an end. No one knows what it’s like, i feel like stabbing myself with a dike. Sick of the same things everyday, i wanna make it all go away. I don’t know what to do, i wish i could be just like you. Being able to do what i want is hard, somet...
I look at now, i look at then, my life has come to an end. No one knows what it’s like, i feel like stabbing myself with a dike. Sick of the same things everyday, i wanna make it all go away. I don’t know what to do, i wish i could be just like you. Being able to do what i want is hard, sometimes i feel like a peice of lard. Nothing makes sence anymore, i cry and cry pounding the floor. It hurts inside that i feel so depressed, maybe i need a little rest. I know my friends depend on me, is there something out there i don’t see?
There’s a lot in Life - published by Poetry of Life
Being alone is really tuff, when will i get through all this stuff? I’m hoping soon i’ll realize, there’s a lot in life with open eyes.
There’s a lot in Life - published by Poetry of Life
Take a little time my child, Stay right here with me. Take a little time my child, The hasty often can’t see. Take a little time my child, And you will have all that you need. Take a little time my child, And wait for the fruit of your seed. Take a little time my child, And let me be your guide...
Take a little time my child, Stay right here with me. Take a little time my child, The hasty often can’t see. Take a little time my child, And you will have all that you need. Take a little time my child, And wait for the fruit of your seed. Take a little time my child, And let me be your guide. Take a little time my child, And under my wings you can hide. For I am the Essence of Time, I am never early, never late. So listen to me, the Essence of Time, And do not be afraid to wait.
Take A Little Time - published by Poetry of Life
I’ve seen the light And it’s in you, In everything you are And in everything you do. It’s a perfect light That shines for all to see. It radiates from you And has pierced the heart of me. The light is from a friend. It’s a light that keeps me warm. It lets me know how loved I am, And keep...
I’ve seen the light And it’s in you, In everything you are And in everything you do. It’s a perfect light That shines for all to see. It radiates from you And has pierced the heart of me. The light is from a friend. It’s a light that keeps me warm. It lets me know how loved I am, And keeps me safe from harm. To you my friend I am thankful, In each and every way. For you lift my spirits up, With every passing day. To know that you are there for me, It makes me feel alive. Because it is your friendship’s light, Upon which my love thrives.
The Light Of Friendship - published by Poetry of Life
Thank you isn’t good enough, But they’re the only words I know. It is your light of friendship, That gives my world it’s glow.
The Light Of Friendship - published by Poetry of Life
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it Just for you And share with you Its beauty On the days You’re feeling blue If I could build a mountain You could call Your very own A place to find serenity A place to be alone If I could Take your troubles I would toss them In the sea But all these thin...
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it Just for you And share with you Its beauty On the days You’re feeling blue If I could build a mountain You could call Your very own A place to find serenity A place to be alone If I could Take your troubles I would toss them In the sea But all these things I’m finding Are impossible for me I cannot build a mountain Or catch a rainbow fair But let me be What I know best A friend That’s always there
A Friend - published by Poetry of Life
There are treasures in life, but owners are few Of money and power to buy things brand new. Yet you can be wealthy and feel regal too, If you will just look for the treasures in you. These treasures in life are not hard to find When you look in your heart, your soul, and your mind. For when you a...
There are treasures in life, but owners are few Of money and power to buy things brand new. Yet you can be wealthy and feel regal too, If you will just look for the treasures in you. These treasures in life are not hard to find When you look in your heart, your soul, and your mind. For when you are willing to share what’s within, Your fervent search for riches will end. The joy and the laughter, the smile that you bring; The heart unafraid to love and to sing; The hand always willing to help those in need; Ones quick to reach out, to labor and fee.
Treasure Of Life - published by Poetry of Life
So thank you for sharing these great gifts inside; The caring, the cheering, the hug when one cried. Thanks for the energy, encouragement too, And thank you for sharing the treasures in you.
Treasure Of Life - published by Poetry of Life
Sometimes we take the long way To places we need to go, We find that it’s a winding road, So round and round we go. We think we find a shortcut; It takes longer than it should. Some turns that we make in our lives Aren’t really all that good. From here on out I’ll take the straight away, No...
Sometimes we take the long way To places we need to go, We find that it’s a winding road, So round and round we go. We think we find a shortcut; It takes longer than it should. Some turns that we make in our lives Aren’t really all that good. From here on out I’ll take the straight away, No matter the time in which it takes; And hope that God will guide me, And that I make no more mistakes. Think about the road you take, It may take you out of your way, Do not take the roads I took, In the end, you may have to pay.
Life’s Winding Roads - published by Poetry of Life
When you look into life, You don’t see what’s inside; For you look with your eyes And not with your heart. If you want to know the truth, Then you have to close your eyes; And open your heart To see the true light. Don’t try to change What was really there, Just because what you saw Brought...
When you look into life, You don’t see what’s inside; For you look with your eyes And not with your heart. If you want to know the truth, Then you have to close your eyes; And open your heart To see the true light. Don’t try to change What was really there, Just because what you saw Brought you only despair. The truth is the truth, And it will never change – No matter how much You try to forget.
The True Light - published by Poetry of Life
Say your I love you’s today Tomorrow it might be too late Here and now is forever Regrets my friend, are too hard to shake Tomorrow may become never Who knows when they could be gone I’ve done this one time too many Although I knew it was wrong So I love you mother and father I love you my br...
Say your I love you’s today Tomorrow it might be too late Here and now is forever Regrets my friend, are too hard to shake Tomorrow may become never Who knows when they could be gone I’ve done this one time too many Although I knew it was wrong So I love you mother and father I love you my brother alike I love you my husband and daughter And all who have influenced my life I will always speak from the heart I will speak every word as our last I shall have no further regrets When someone I love has passed
Tomorrow May Become Never - published by Poetry of Life
How many steps will it take to walk a mile? How many seconds will it take to wait a while? How many battles do we need for us to win? How many Gods do we need to forgive our sins? How many times must a man betray his faith? How many times can a man control his hate? When do we say that justice is...
How many steps will it take to walk a mile? How many seconds will it take to wait a while? How many battles do we need for us to win? How many Gods do we need to forgive our sins? How many times must a man betray his faith? How many times can a man control his hate? When do we say that justice isn’t fair?? How can we endure the burden that we bear? Where is the youth who will dare? Where can we find the people who really care? Where can we find the road to success? Is it in the north, south, east, or west? Where can I find true love? That God had gave from above?
Questions Of Life - published by Poetry of Life
How many struggles do we need to make it through? When do we say that a statement is false or true? How can I forgive others? When they killed my peers? Can you give help to those people in need? After they have dropped you and you bleed? Who are the people you can trust? In this world, to fight is a must. The world will continue to evolve, Until those questions have been solved.
Questions Of Life - published by Poetry of Life
I am someone I walked past a dead face even though the person was alive I saw my eyes in the mirror and cried at the sight I looked at a person I didn¹t know and I met a friend I got heads to turn when I walked past I learned a lot about myself when I lost a new friend I cried every tear in my b...
I am someone I walked past a dead face even though the person was alive I saw my eyes in the mirror and cried at the sight I looked at a person I didn¹t know and I met a friend I got heads to turn when I walked past I learned a lot about myself when I lost a new friend I cried every tear in my body when I thought about love I got hit bad then got back in the ring I climbed a mountain of rocks and saw an eagle fly over- head I heard terrible things about myself when no one thought I was listening I realized I was strong when I didn¹t cry when it hurt I found out who I was when I was with s...
I Am Someone - published by Poetry of Life
They had been together for many a year, Now, all she could feel was fear. She gave all that she could give, It just wasn’t the way she wanted to live. He left without a backward glance, Not even giving their love a chance. She often wonders what she could have done, To keep him from going on th...
They had been together for many a year, Now, all she could feel was fear. She gave all that she could give, It just wasn’t the way she wanted to live. He left without a backward glance, Not even giving their love a chance. She often wonders what she could have done, To keep him from going on the run. Now she is living all alone, With nothing to call her own. She can barely make herself eat, Wondering if her life will ever again be complete. This woman is now moving along, Building her courage, and becoming strong. Time will heel her broken pride, Toward the sunset her heart will glide.
Courage To Move On - published by Poetry of Life
Love makes us patient, understanding and kind, And we judge with the heart, not with the mind, For as soon as LOVE enters the heart’s opened door The hatred we once saw are not there any more. Better is a dinner of herbs where love is Than a fatted ox and hatred with it. Whenever you are troubl...
Love makes us patient, understanding and kind, And we judge with the heart, not with the mind, For as soon as LOVE enters the heart’s opened door The hatred we once saw are not there any more. Better is a dinner of herbs where love is Than a fatted ox and hatred with it. Whenever you are troubled, Put your problems in GOD’s hands, For He has faced all problems And He will understand. Trouble and anguish have come upon me. But Thy commandments are my delight. Everything is by comparison Both the bitter and the sweet, And it takes a bit of them To make our Lives complete
Words To Live By - published by Poetry of Life
Neither sin nor holy deed, Can unchain me from my need, To hear your voice, To feel your touch, I never would have thought, I’d miss you this much. From the moment we parted, I began wandering the uncharted, To have truly loved, And truly lost, I stole a piece of heaven, And must now pay the co...
Neither sin nor holy deed, Can unchain me from my need, To hear your voice, To feel your touch, I never would have thought, I’d miss you this much. From the moment we parted, I began wandering the uncharted, To have truly loved, And truly lost, I stole a piece of heaven, And must now pay the cost. The world seems so void, And I am terribly annoyed, That no matter what I say, No matter what I do, No matter what the time, I still think of you.
Walking Alone - published by Poetry of Life
The hardest thing is not to call, To sit and do nothing at all, To agonize in solitude, Over my terrible fate, To walk into the future, Without my perfect mate.
Walking Alone - published by Poetry of Life
When we went out all things were right and everything was fine then we broke up and I cried so hard cause you were no longer mine You said you needed time and space so I was like “okay” I stood around & waited as we drifted farther away I thought that we would reunite but I geuss that you did...
When we went out all things were right and everything was fine then we broke up and I cried so hard cause you were no longer mine You said you needed time and space so I was like “okay” I stood around & waited as we drifted farther away I thought that we would reunite but I geuss that you did not so I got close to giveing up to let go is what i’ve been taught …but then one day you changed your mind and finally came around I guess you finally realized just what you had found (LoL) I didn’t want to start again I didn’t want to cry to go through another break-up like that …I thin...
Second Chance - published by Poetry of Life
Believe while others are doubting. Plan while others are playing. Study while others are sleeping. Decide while others are delaying. Prepare while others are daydreaming. Begin while others are procrastinating. Work while others are wishing. Save while others are wasting. Listen while others are ...
Believe while others are doubting. Plan while others are playing. Study while others are sleeping. Decide while others are delaying. Prepare while others are daydreaming. Begin while others are procrastinating. Work while others are wishing. Save while others are wasting. Listen while others are talking. Smile while others are frowning. Commend while others are criticizing. Persist while others are quitting. By William Arthur Ward
Believe While Others - published by Poetry of Life
Whenever you’re sad, or feeling blue, Just call on me. I’ll be here for you. Whenever you’re happy, or feeling sad, Just call on me. You are going to be glad that you had. ‘Cause I’m gonna be there with open arms. I’m going to be there to bear your arms. I may be young, or tiny like a...
Whenever you’re sad, or feeling blue, Just call on me. I’ll be here for you. Whenever you’re happy, or feeling sad, Just call on me. You are going to be glad that you had. ‘Cause I’m gonna be there with open arms. I’m going to be there to bear your arms. I may be young, or tiny like a bug, but when you’re sad I swear to God, I give the biggest hugs. So when you’re lonely or just plain blue, Just think of me, or this poem, And I’ll come to you.
I Will Be Here - published by Poetry of Life
On those stones I walked alone, bearing only the name that I’d been given. I walked until I reached the shore, of the life that I’ve been living. Staring into breaking waves memories of broken days and all the times that went away. Reflecting on my life. On that bridge I walked alone, staring...
On those stones I walked alone, bearing only the name that I’d been given. I walked until I reached the shore, of the life that I’ve been living. Staring into breaking waves memories of broken days and all the times that went away. Reflecting on my life. On that bridge I walked alone, staring down at rocks below. I dreamed at last I was back home, in the company of those I’ve known. Hanging on a steel beam separating life from dream listening to the running stream. Reflecting on my life. On those stones I lay alone, motionless and without breath.
To Reflect - published by Poetry of Life
And now at last I’ve found my home, Reflecting on my death.
To Reflect - published by Poetry of Life
To me you are a candle, that will never go out, Shining, flickering, Lighting my heart and my mind. When I look at you, your presence pierces my soul. I am bound, by your loveliness. I have been but a pebble, But you make me feel like a rock. I can only touch our memories, When I want to touch yo...
To me you are a candle, that will never go out, Shining, flickering, Lighting my heart and my mind. When I look at you, your presence pierces my soul. I am bound, by your loveliness. I have been but a pebble, But you make me feel like a rock. I can only touch our memories, When I want to touch you. How you have me captured, In your tightly wound silk web. I give myself to you over and over in my dreams, I am immersed, Deep into the ocean of my thoughts of you. Not being able to decipher, the difference, Between fantasy and reality.
Thought Games - published by Poetry of Life
Oh, but I know, You, are both my fantasy and my reality, Always will you sit, on the mantelpiece of my heart. I fight the demons inside me, So I can do what is right. Forever, is my Feeling, Always, is my Time, Great, is my Lord, Love, is my Goal.
Thought Games - published by Poetry of Life
Tell me your dreams, what you and your subconscious mind share We will find a doorway at the end of the stairs Nay don’t feel upset Nay don’t stare into space oblivious of the world without a care Why are you just unaware About the objectivity of life’s true meaning that one should bear May...
Tell me your dreams, what you and your subconscious mind share We will find a doorway at the end of the stairs Nay don’t feel upset Nay don’t stare into space oblivious of the world without a care Why are you just unaware About the objectivity of life’s true meaning that one should bear Maybe you’re lacking the warmth and care Maybe you should not compare Or maybe one should impregnate you with Love, Solace and Care I don’t know about tomorrow So just forget about your sorrows That makes you feel so furrowed As tomorrows are never seen Until it is shared
Care - published by Poetry of Life
Oh! Don’t you see yonder? A pretty girl on that shore.. Sitting there by her self, Lost, Alone, Sad….beautiful. Her wet lashes look up now and then Seeking out onto the sea, Searching beyond the horizon far For when her sailor come back for her Upon the rock she sat As the waves beat across t...
Oh! Don’t you see yonder? A pretty girl on that shore.. Sitting there by her self, Lost, Alone, Sad….beautiful.
A Life… - published by Poetry of Life
Her wet lashes look up now and then Seeking out onto the sea, Searching beyond the horizon far For when her sailor come back for her Upon the rock she sat As the waves beat across that A wild beat that only the sea knew Her sad heart swayed to the beat Tears trickled down her face Tiny salty drops fell into the water Her hopes, her dreams, her life Washed away with the huge waves She knew he wouldn’t come back Back from the world so far So far behind he left her She couldn’t follow him there Oh!
A Life… - published by Poetry of Life
There she sits by herself On that rock waiting For her beloved to return From the world unknown……
A Life… - published by Poetry of Life
Be passionate. When one is passionate there is a deep desire. A fire inside. And the will to approach life’s circumstances and challenges, in a real way both to yourself and others. To explore your creative side, express yourself, in depth and knowledge. There is no need to be quiet. There is n...
Be passionate. When one is passionate there is a deep desire. A fire inside. And the will to approach life’s circumstances and challenges, in a real way both to yourself and others. To explore your creative side, express yourself, in depth and knowledge. There is no need to be quiet. There is no need to hold back. Run free and explore your life. With perseverance, consistency, Always listening. The inner ability to strive on, to proceed in power love and a sound mind.
Be Passionate Through Life! - published by Poetry of Life
Be willing, be able Strive on with passion, but let wisdom be your guard, let understanding build character in you, appreciate beauty, sincerity, purity. Keep it close never exchange it. For it is like hidden treasure waiting to discovered.
Be Passionate Through Life! - published by Poetry of Life
Don’t wait for some distant day to come, it may be too late before you’ve even begun. Not everyone will agree with all you decide. Be true to yourself first and foremost. The only important thing in life is what you do with the time you spend here on earth. Don’t be afraid to follow your de...
Don’t wait for some distant day to come, it may be too late before you’ve even begun. Not everyone will agree with all you decide. Be true to yourself first and foremost. The only important thing in life is what you do with the time you spend here on earth. Don’t be afraid to follow your desires, they are not silly nor selfish. Take the time and do what makes you feel alive. Leave your fears and regrets in the past, for this is where they belong. Don’t cloud today with things that can’t be undone.
If You Have A Dream - published by Poetry of Life
You have no more control over yesterday or tomorrow, than you do the raging of your passions. Do not quiet these dreams nor quench your desires. For if you do, your journey is ended. You have only today to begin anew and follow your dreams. For in the end all we have are our memories. When the twilight comes to us, let there be, No excuses, no explanations, no regrets!
If You Have A Dream - published by Poetry of Life
If only it were so simple, to cruise through life smelling roses; but the obstacles blacken the countryside, and we unwittingly crush them beneath our boots. Dreams sustain us through the madness; goals give a finish line to our race. Yet they change with every turn, around every wall, and remain...
If only it were so simple, to cruise through life smelling roses; but the obstacles blacken the countryside, and we unwittingly crush them beneath our boots. Dreams sustain us through the madness; goals give a finish line to our race. Yet they change with every turn, around every wall, and remain elusive throughout the quest. Mistakes are made, and regrets are our luggage; we will drag them with us to slow us down. The victories are flashes of light, sudden and unlasting, which allow us to glimpse the road ahead before darkness descends. Love is bitter, yet it is the bread that keeps us.
The Darkness - published by Poetry of Life
Over and over it fills us up, only to starve us. The people whom we love shape our destinies and our strengths, yet leave us cold and alone in the darkness. There are others trying to race to the end; occasionally, we bump into one or two. The bonds we form help us down the path less lonely but eventually, we lose each other in the darkness. Alone is not a bad way to be; it clears your head and focuses you on the journey. Cherish the short intervals during the quest you have with others, but be prepared to walk alone in the darkness.
The Darkness - published by Poetry of Life
God took you away. It doesn’t seem fair, but in the back of my mind, you will always be there. You weren’t a close friend, but our paths did cross, and your absence in this world, is to me a great loss. You were too young to die, and too innocent to feel that pain. Only heaven benefits, becau...
God took you away. It doesn’t seem fair, but in the back of my mind, you will always be there. You weren’t a close friend, but our paths did cross, and your absence in this world, is to me a great loss. You were too young to die, and too innocent to feel that pain. Only heaven benefits, because you it has now gained. I may think of you a little less with each passing day, but your strength is something I won’t forget, you have changed me in a way. I wish for you eternal peace; that’s what you deserve my friend. I hope I lead my life well enough to meet up with you in the end.
I See The Face - published by Poetry of Life
Two young lovers, Walking on the sand, Gazing at each other, Talking hand in hand, The prints they leave behind them, Marking memories of the past, The long beach laid before them, Hoping love will last, The ocean captures the footprints, And erases them from the shore, Taking with it remembrance...
Two young lovers, Walking on the sand, Gazing at each other, Talking hand in hand, The prints they leave behind them, Marking memories of the past, The long beach laid before them, Hoping love will last, The ocean captures the footprints, And erases them from the shore, Taking with it remembrances, And leaving them with more, Many years have passed, Time flies when you’re having fun, And before you know it innocence fades, And the teen years are done, Now she’s back on the beach, Except she is alone, Watching and waiting, For the love that hadn’t grown, She walks along the ocean, Two ...
Footprints In Time - published by Poetry of Life
Just want to say good morning Hope your day is sunny and bright And life is a special blessing That with you through the night. Each day is very special Because of you my friend That’s why this little message To you I’d like to send. Thank you for your kindness The advise you always share And...
Just want to say good morning Hope your day is sunny and bright And life is a special blessing That with you through the night. Each day is very special Because of you my friend That’s why this little message To you I’d like to send. Thank you for your kindness The advise you always share And thank you for your loving ways That makes me know you care. Please know the feeling’s mutual I’m here for you each day And know my thoughts are with you Even though you’re far away.
My Far Away Friend - published by Poetry of Life
We may not see each other Distance separates us that’s true But in my heart a special place Remains open just for you.
My Far Away Friend - published by Poetry of Life
Near to the door he paused to stand as he took his class ring off her hand all who were watching did not speak as a silent tear ran down his cheek and through his mind the memories ran of the moments they walked and ran in the sand (hand and hand) but now her eyes were so terribly cold* for he wo...
Near to the door he paused to stand as he took his class ring off her hand all who were watching did not speak as a silent tear ran down his cheek and through his mind the memories ran of the moments they walked and ran in the sand (hand and hand) but now her eyes were so terribly cold* for he would never again have her to hold they watched in silence as he bent near and whispered the words….. “I LOVE YOU” in her ear he touched her face and started to cry as he put on his ring and wanted to die and just then the wind began to blow as they lowered her casket into the snow….
When Friends Let… - published by Poetry of Life
this is what happens to man alive….. when friends let friends…. drink and drive.
When Friends Let… - published by Poetry of Life
If you’ve never asked the question Who or when or why or how Give your mind that great suggestion Go ahead and do it now You will find when you consider All the options that abound There is still but one conclusion Where peace of mind is found It not in education In religion of in books In reti...
If you’ve never asked the question Who or when or why or how Give your mind that great suggestion Go ahead and do it now You will find when you consider All the options that abound There is still but one conclusion Where peace of mind is found It not in education In religion of in books In retirement funds and IRAs Or how the market looks It’s not in status or in style How low in golf you score It’s not the running of a mile Or who you’re working for It’s not the price you pay for things It’s not the jewels and fancy rings It’s not the checks and credit cards Secured by all th...
The Meaning Of Life - published by Poetry of Life
This poem was written by an old woman living in a nursing home in England. It was found among her things when she died. -=-=-=-=-=-=- What do you see, nurses? What do you see? Are you thinking when you look at me? A crabby old woman, not very wise, Uncertain of habit, with far away eyes, Who drib...
This poem was written by an old woman living in a nursing home in England. It was found among her things when she died. -=-=-=-=-=-=- What do you see, nurses? What do you see? Are you thinking when you look at me? A crabby old woman, not very wise, Uncertain of habit, with far away eyes, Who dribbles her food and makes no reply When you say in a loud voice- “I do wish you’d try.” Who seems not to notice, The things that you do, And forever is losing a sock or a shoe. Who unresisting or not, lets you do as you will, With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill.
See Me - published by Poetry of Life
Is that what you think, is that what you see? Open your eyes, nurse, you’re not looking at me. I’ll tell you who I am, as I sit here so still, As I use at your bidding, and eat at your will, I’m a small child of ten, with a father and mother, Brothers and sisters who loved one another, A young girl of 16, with wings on her feet, Dreaming that soon now a lover she’ll meet. A bride soon at 20, my heart give a leap. Remembering the vows that I promised to keep. At 25 now, I have young of my own, Who need me to build a secure, happy home.
See Me - published by Poetry of Life
A women of 30, my young now grow so fast, Bound to each other with ties that should last. At 40, my young sons have grown and are gone, But my man’s beside me to see I don’t mourn. At 50 once more, babies play round my knee, Again we know children, my loved one and me. Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead. I look at the future and shudder with dread. For my young are all rearing young of their own, And I think of the years and the love that I’ve known, I’m an old women now and nature is cruel, Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool.
See Me - published by Poetry of Life
The body, it crumbles, grace and vigor depart. There is now a stone where I once had a heart. But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells, And now and again, my battered heart swells, I remember the joys and I remember the pain, And I’m living and loving life over again, I think of the years all too few- gone too fast, And accept the stark fact that nothing can last. Open your eyes, nurse open and see. Not an empty old women, look closer- see ME.
See Me - published by Poetry of Life
Don’t ever be reluctant to show your feelings when you’re happy, give in to it. When you’re not, live with it. Don’t ever be afraid to try to make things better, you might be surprised at the results. Don’t ever take the weight of the world on your shoulders. Don’t ever feel threatene...
Don’t ever be reluctant to show your feelings when you’re happy, give in to it. When you’re not, live with it. Don’t ever be afraid to try to make things better, you might be surprised at the results. Don’t ever take the weight of the world on your shoulders. Don’t ever feel threatened by the future, take life one day at a time. Don’t ever feel guilty about the past, what’s done is done. Don’t stop learning from any mistakes you might have made. Don’t ever feel that you are alone, there is always somebody there for you to reach out to.
Don’t Ever - published by Poetry of Life
Don’t ever forget that you can achieve so many of the things you can imagine… It’s not as hard as it seems. Don’t ever stop loving, don’t ever stop believing, don’t ever stop dreaming your dreams.
Don’t Ever - published by Poetry of Life
If there is a future there is time for mending- Time to see your troubles coming to an ending. Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow- If you’re looking forward to a new tomorrow. If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping- When through doubt and darkness you are blind...
If there is a future there is time for mending- Time to see your troubles coming to an ending. Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow- If you’re looking forward to a new tomorrow. If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping- When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping. Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling- If there is time for praying there is time for healing.
Life Still Has A Meaning - published by Poetry of Life
So if through your window there is a new day breaking- Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching, If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning- There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.
Life Still Has A Meaning - published by Poetry of Life
In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed- But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a dream by day To him whose eyes are cast On things around him with a ray Turned back upon the past? That holy dream- that holy dream, While all the world...
In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed- But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a dream by day To him whose eyes are cast On things around him with a ray Turned back upon the past? That holy dream- that holy dream, While all the world were chiding, Hath cheered me as a lovely beam A lonely spirit guiding. What though that light, thro’ storm and night, So trembled from afar- What could there be more purely bright In Truth’s day-star?
A Dream - published by Poetry of Life
When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful firelight Dance upon the parlor wall; Then the forms of the departed Enter at...
When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful firelight Dance upon the parlor wall; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more; He, the young and strong, who cherished Noble longings for the strife, By the roadside fell and perished, Weary with the march of life!
Footsteps of Angels - published by Poetry of Life
They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more! And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Footsteps of Angels - published by Poetry of Life
Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit’s voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, Breathing from her lips of air. Oh, though oft depressed and lonely, All my fears are laid aside, If I but remember only Such as these have lived and died! ————————————- Written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Footsteps of Angels - published by Poetry of Life
When a new day begins, dare to smile gratefully. When there is darkness, dare to be the first to shine a light. When there is injustice, dare to be the first to condemn it. When something seems difficult, dare to do it anyway. When life seems to beat you down, dare to fight back. When there seems...
When a new day begins, dare to smile gratefully. When there is darkness, dare to be the first to shine a light. When there is injustice, dare to be the first to condemn it. When something seems difficult, dare to do it anyway. When life seems to beat you down, dare to fight back. When there seems to be no hope, dare to find some. When you’re feeling tired, dare to keep going. When times are tough, dare to be tougher. When love hurts you, dare to love again. When someone is hurting, dare to help them heal. When another is lost, dare to help them find the way.
Dare To Be - published by Poetry of Life
When a friend falls, dare to be the first to extend a hand. When you cross paths with another, dare to make them smile. When you feel great, dare to help someone else feel great too. When the day has ended, dare to feel as you’ve done your best. Dare to be the best you can – At all times, Dare to be! By Steve Maraboli
Dare To Be - published by Poetry of Life
Every single day when the world’s bright and green I look for the way to find out what life means The sun shines bright over this place We’re all running to win the world-wide race Who will get there first and win the prize In the end, we’ll learn all that matters is the size The size of yo...
Every single day when the world’s bright and green I look for the way to find out what life means The sun shines bright over this place We’re all running to win the world-wide race Who will get there first and win the prize In the end, we’ll learn all that matters is the size The size of your heart and the things that you do To love one another is necessary, it’s true The world then grows hot and so very dry The only healing water is the tears that we cry We wonder what happened to the paradise What happened to all the things happy and nice The warm sun burns with all its might The ...
Seasons of Life - published by Poetry of Life
And the world grows cold and forsaken All hope and joy are being taken The wind blows cold through the trees Soon there will be no more leaves Of hope and healing, love and caring There’s no more life to be sharing Not that we would, so alone we are We are as far apart as the stars And death comes over this stark cold land I hate you so much I won’t take you by the hand There’s ice in my chest and snow’s on the ground Why couldn’t we live before this death was found We’re so frozen, trapped in our tombs The icy cold shadow that over us looms I have no hope that this ice will mel...
Seasons of Life - published by Poetry of Life
If I was smart I would have left you by now, I really don’t know what I’m thinking, I’ve come to the point where I don’t know how I feel, Its bad when you take me home crying. But even though I tell people and act like I don’t care, Deep inside I know I do, Because its those special mom...
If I was smart I would have left you by now, I really don’t know what I’m thinking, I’ve come to the point where I don’t know how I feel, Its bad when you take me home crying. But even though I tell people and act like I don’t care, Deep inside I know I do, Because its those special moments that we share, That makes me want to be with you. Maybe its not love, maybe its not lust, But I do know my feelings are real, I think that what we need is trust, And I need to know how you really feel.
One More Chance - published by Poetry of Life
I don’t have the time to put up with your priorities, Things need to change now, Cuz what you do, I cant handle it, Maybe I need to do something, I just don’t know how. One more chance is what I’m giving you, Please make us last, Cuz you’re one of the few, That makes me go back to the past. For now I’m letting it go, I’m going to try and forget, But just to let you know, I’m not going to forgive. You hurt me like you’ll never understand, But I’m going to move on, I’m going to forget if I can…
One More Chance - published by Poetry of Life
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About - published by Poetry of Life
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About - published by Poetry of Life
Here I am at mid day Where did my rider go I just started leading the pack Now I just don’t know Why does it always happen to me Just as I am getting ahead I lose the thing that guides me on Now I’m all alone instead My rider said we were as one Now he’s on another horse Do not know what I ...
Here I am at mid day Where did my rider go I just started leading the pack Now I just don’t know Why does it always happen to me Just as I am getting ahead I lose the thing that guides me on Now I’m all alone instead My rider said we were as one Now he’s on another horse Do not know what I did To change my rider’s course Life doesn’t seem to favor me No one left to hold my rein I try and try to get ahead I’m left here feeling pain Am I just to be alone I can’t believe it’s true I need someone to confide Keep me from feeling blue I’m looking out over the land In search of a...
Where’s My Rider - published by Poetry of Life