| Yet another oldie.....
Posted: 8/10/2005 6:10:23 PM | How can i cope with the fact thatyoure gone
remember our playground spinnin and havin fun?
Those were the best days when we didnt have to care
Now that were seperated whos gonna be there?
Just gotta depend on myself to wipe my tears.
Gotta depend on myself to face my fears.
when will you be comin back in my life?
Why the hate? why the strife?
I tried to keep you under my wing.
guess that was my problem I gave everything.
now sittin in the corner my head in one hand...
wondering racking my brain too weak too stand
I cry n cry till i cant anymore
but what will that do but make me hurt more.
i take a deep breathe and straighten my shoulders.
Gotta keep on walkin though the air gets colder.
i can see my breathe as i walk with my hands in my pocket.
What was that you told me one daycant remember i forgot it...
I stop as it hits me you sittin across from me
Were sittin at dinner you look so uneasy
I wonder why and i ask you so
Why r u cryin so hard i wanna know.
You told me one thing that made me burn inside.
I dont wanna think of it... it hurts too much to hide.
I know youre ok with whomever youre with
But i just wish i could hear those words "i love you my sis".
Dedicated to :alexandra maricel Dagnese.
wherever you are i love you no matter what.
love your sis: Natasha sabina dagnese. | |
|
| My attempt at poetry, please be kind. lol
Posted: 8/10/2005 6:29:52 PM | AFRAID
There she stands, in front of me
All her glory and beauty to see
Her beauty amazes and astounds
I constantly fear she won't stick around
My life is complete when she is here
Yet the thought that she will leave is what I fear
I'm afraid the best thing to happen to my life
I will never have the pleasure of calling my wife.
Slider17 | |
|
| |
| |
| poetry from me.
Posted: 8/12/2005 12:26:56 PM | Crave
the shape of my body resembling an hour glass....
your fingertips causin my body to tremble.
the depth in your eyes makes me fall in them..
Your lips tempting like water to thirst.
your back arched as i am wrapped in you.
my hair like swirls of chocolate on satin sheets..
our bodies like a beautiful image painted
im fienin for this feelin you give me. | |
|
| poetry from me.
Posted: 8/12/2005 8:49:09 PM | Long ass story
I gave my all.
I gave all i could.
couldnt do much more.
I sit thinkin bout how I got us by.
Standin in the rain waitin for the ride home.
Just you and me.
Seemed like the world was colorful again.
The violets were pruple and the roses blushed again.
Finally found someone who wanted the same.
That turned out just to be a thought.
Gullable as i am or may seem i knew consequences were comin my way.
I wasnt prepared for it.
If it was temporary i wasnt game.
I was in it for the long run.
I blame you for everythin im still goin through.
You're not here to see my face at night before i lay me head down.
I look to artificial love for comfort now.
The only difference is im aware of it.
I smoke it all to me head.
Feelin like a a floatin bubble of tragic memories.
Searching to find open doors to ease the pain.
I found a platform.
Its waitin for my presence.
Not sure of the current i sit and wait.
I will not drown for you again.
Love you are responsible.
You love, hurt.
You love, please, destroy and build.
How can i compete or even challenge your power?
I can only show you.
Build ontop of this desert.
This desert which once was lush, cool with shade and hydrated with your life.
Now in the present, the space is filled with depression,
No life whatsoever here or any to become.
I will water you with my tears of sadness and my voice of pain.
My thoughts will becomse the sun that shines down on your victorious land.
The earth will then start to bud and finally only then will you become powerless and defeated.
My world will become straonger.
Not because of my authority but because i will be proud.
I'm the queen of my tragic kingdom.
Love you are a jester in my court.
Amuse me.
I will laugh at you.
The inferno in my eyes will blaze and all who dare cross me will feel the wrath of my underestimated scientific lab.
The rapture will come again but my soldiers are at the gate.
armed.
silent.
swift.
They await the war and their destinies will be shown.
Free-will will then overcome and i will then depend only on my kingdom.
My blood will guard me and I, I will be ready for battle.
ending good.
ending bad.
It will be done.
- Natasha Sabina D'agnese
Posted: 6:11 PM, May. 5, 2005 | |
|
| William BLAKE...what an amazing writter
Posted: 8/13/2005 9:17:58 PM | I found this poem...this is NOT my own...but very good anyway !!!
A Poison Tree a poem by William Blake
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.
wow eh ??? | |
|
| |
| WOW
Posted: 8/15/2005 9:17:27 AM | WOW love the poems keep em up         | |
|
| WOW
Posted: 8/15/2005 11:13:15 PM | I didn't see any thread for Haikus, so I thought it would be alright to throw in my first haiku I've ever written.
Emotions stirred wild
Passions and desires coupled
A lover's embrace
To be honest, all my poetry has something to do with love, except maybe two. | |
|
| WOW
Posted: 8/16/2005 7:28:03 AM | | it's all good all poems are welcome here...thats why it's called all sorts of poems.......welcome and very nice love it keep it up | |
|
| |
| All Sorts of Poems
Posted: 8/17/2005 4:40:29 AM | 1879
The Solitude of Silence
23 May 2002
In a solitude of silence
waiting for another day
Given this one has
not a word to say
From a darkness
through daylight to dusk
An encounter of
twenty four hours of trust
One minute developed in
a multiple of each second
That is accumulated in the
hour combined to beckon
Maybe tomorrow will
bring a happiness due
Yet it is God we
are not able to sue | |
|
| Winter Roads
Posted: 8/17/2005 1:42:37 PM | Cannot speak for all who stem
'Long roads less traveled as their way,
Nor question choices made by them
In days long past or nights long dim
by words they spoke and did not say.
Each road is long, though short it seems,
And credence gives each road a name
Of fantasies sun-drenched in beams
Or choices turned to darkened dreams,
To where each road wends just the same.
From North to South, then back again,
I followed birds like all the rest
Escaping nature's snowy den
On roads I've seen and places been,
Forsaking roads that traveled West.
This journey grows now to its end,
As road reflections lined in chrome
Give way to roads with greater bend
And empty signs that still pretend
They point the way to home sweet home.
But all roads lead to where we go
And where we go is where we've been,
So home is just a word we know,
That space in time most Adored
For where we want to be again.
For even home, it seems to me,
Is still a choice we all must face
From day to day and endlessly,
To choose if home is going to be
Another road - or just a place. | |
|
| Winter Roads
Posted: 8/17/2005 11:42:27 PM | A little info about this poem:
I wrote this after my mom passed away when I was 19. Of course, it could be used for anyone that cares for another person.
LOVED ONES
For those we hold dear
There is a special place in our hearts
A place that knows no fear
That will never be torn apart
Those people that we hold close
Share with us a passion
Emotions we use the most
That will us to compassion
To comprehend what I'm saying
Is to search deep inside
A place where we all feel like singing
A place where we don't have to hide
Please hold close the ones you hold dear
Show them your passion in your heart
Let them bask in your strength to know no fear
With all this compassion you'll never be far apart | |
|
| wow
Posted: 8/18/2005 8:32:22 AM | | @ tekpoet....wow that was amazing | |
|
| A Friend
Posted: 8/18/2005 9:28:47 AM | Ok everyone if you haven't noticed as yet I am obviously not the same man in my pic. I have recently come out of shell and stopped hideing behind it. I am sorry for deceiving that I did do and I understand completly if you don't want to writ to me anymore. So I leave in with atleast my backside intact. Sorry goes out to everyone that I hurt. I didn't mean to and I am trully sorry.
Dave
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The garden gate still swings the same,
The garden path stills winds its way,
Nothing's changed in the trees and the flowers,
Since the day you went away.
The door still opens and closes
And doesn't care that you're gone,
The curtains still open gladly
And the windows, to let in the sun
The carpets still are lying,
And the three- piece suite's in place,
And the mirror in the hallway's said nothing,
Now it does not reflect your face
The fire still burns brightly,
And the piano is still in tune,
And the electric bulb when switched on,
Still starkly lights the room
The newspaper boy still turns up
And the newspaper it does to,
But he no longer posts that glossy magazine,
That he used to bring for you
And the chilled pints of milk,
Safe in the icy packages printed blue,
Have never asked why now they were bought for one,
When once they were bought for two.
The flowers in the garden border,
Still lean and tremble and sway,
And have long since forgiven you,
For cutting some of them away
And the bedroom clock ticks loudly on,
Marking each passing hour,
And the bathroom cabinet keeps secret its memories,
Of watching you take a shower
No, nothing's changed since you went,
The wardrobe doesn't miss your clothes
And there's no sign of my memories of you,
I've hidden all of those
And you won't come again,
And we won't care that you do not,
Me, my house and garden,
Well survive with what we've got
Or at least I thought it was so,
Until last night through the open door,
I heard my beds soft sheets crying quietly,
Because you were no more
Take care all and I am sorry again for deceiving you all. | |
|
| wow
Posted: 8/20/2005 11:58:02 AM | Thanks SXY_Chic_20, though I tend to be overly critical about what I write; and I feel that all my poetry needs more improvement.
The International Library of Poetry or (poetry.com) has published all my poetry I submitted to them. At first I was thrilled, but that feeling quickly subsided when I realized they'll publish anyone. It was still a nice feeling to have initially. | |
|
| Angels Here With Me
Posted: 8/20/2005 4:21:06 PM | The lord in all his wisdom knew long ago
the troubles i would face as i walked down
this road, so he sent me down two angels
to guide me on my way
But i in all my blindness only saw little children
at play,until the day came when this walk through
life started to twist and to turn
Then i realized these children had wings so bright
and so strong and there words of love picked me
up and carried me on
I don't think i would have made without there love
so strong,When my faith in trust was all broken and bruised
and i was lost and tired of being used
They looked into my eyes and said we believe in you
just hold are hands and we will guide you through
and we promise not let go until the road ahead
is all straight and smooth
So with there love so strong and so true
i began to walk again and stand on my own too
and i'm not to proud to ammit that these children
that i was to be teaching
were also able to teach to me to that life is good
all you have to do is believe | |
|
| YAY...I love poetry...it's the best expression!
Posted: 8/22/2005 7:00:11 AM | @tekpoet...yeah i know exactly what u mean i felt the same way...i've put mine there too
@battydad....that was sooo cute
@thor24...of course u can still post but try to be more honest.....liars never get anywhere | |
|
| |
| YAY...I love poetry...it's the best expression!
Posted: 8/22/2005 6:41:05 PM | 4199
Whiskey Oscar Whisky [WOW]
22 August 2005
One beautiful girl
one understanding smile
All in honesty
knowing what was true
You bring out the roses in me
along with the ocean and sea
Two people in love
together as if meant to never part
Those not so sunny days
walking upon the beach
heart to heart
Three unified in blood
where mother and child count
Enhanced in happiness
brought in from out of the rain
Forever an eternity to live void of shame
"Good friends are like stars
You don't always see them,
but you know they are always there"
Unknown
©2005 Regina Publications
__________________
a poet who cares | |
|
| All Sorts of Poems
Posted: 8/22/2005 7:38:18 PM | Dazed and Confused June 8 1994
My feelings are mixed and running wild.
I feel like I'm just a helpless child.
I need just one answer so I can go on.
I hate waiting here just being your pawn.
I know my feelings are sincere and true.
But I'm so confused and don't know what to do.
Lot's has been said and done in the past .
I often wondered if we would ever last.
At one time you would have risked everything to be together.
Now when I see you my heart longs for it to be forever.
I have to know your true feelings for me.
For only then will I be able to see.
IF I AM WASTING MY TIME | |
|
| All Sorts of Poems
Posted: 8/22/2005 7:47:06 PM | My mind is running wild.
My heart is full of pain.
I feel your love for me , is one I cannot gain.
Time and time again, I tell you how I feel.
Hoping that one day, I'll break your heart of steel.
My heart belongs to you, as the sky does to the birds.
Waiting for the day ,I hear those three strong words.
Counting down the days til i will be with you.
Seems to be something I think I'll always do | |
|
| |
Home
login 
