By Leolark on March 20, 2010
There’s a small place in my heart For my first love! You where lost to me When we were young And yet My feelings are as strong As on that day when we first met You’re the one I’ll never forget My first love With your love for life Your infectious smile Your cheeky grin [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Ash, change, eyes, Fate, feeling, Feelings, first love, Flame, Gold, heart, I love you, Lace, Life, Lost, love, peace, smile
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
Mokeeta, Mokeeta; the soft winds are calling; Oh where are you sleeping? Oh where can you be? I miss you MOKEETA, when twilight is falling- Oh why then so SILENT? Oh why then so far? I miss you MOKEETA, Oh where can you be? Far in the twilight your brown hair is gleaming- I see [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Beautiful, Clouds, dream, dreams, eyes, falling, Flame, forever, Gold, Life, love, Moon, Moonlight, Sea, sin, sleep, Sun, Sunset, Tea, Twilight
By PrairiePoems on June 17, 2009
The first four lines were written by Sam Foss The woods are made for Hunters of Dreams- And the brooks for Fishers of song- To the Hunters who hunt for this GUNLESS GAME The streams and the woods belong. How the tress sang, when I was a lad- Under the twilight sky! And you will [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged dream, dreams, Ears, Fish, Flame, Game, Gold, Lad, sin, Sky, Tree, Trees, Twilight
By arjunsharma on March 2, 2009
1 June 4, 2006. The Lufthansa flight from Newyork landed in Chennai at 2:15 AM, thirty minutes later than the scheduled arrival time. Mohanasundaram was waiting at the arrival terminal with increasing anticipation. He scanned the hundred faces coming out of the airport for his son. After about forty-five minutes, Arun kumar walked out, waving [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, Angel, Anger, Angles, Ash, Awe, baby, Bad Luck, Bang, Bangles, Beautiful, Blink, blood, Blow, Blush, Break, breeze, Brother, change, Cheeks, child, childhood, Cigarette, Circumstances, class, Clouds, Coffee, cold, confusion, conscience, Control, Crowd, cry, Cup Of Coffee, Dad, dancing, dark, Daughter, Devotion, Diet, Direction, Disrespect, Doubt, dream, dreams, Droplets, Ears, Ecstasy, Emotions, Emptiness, empty, Eternity, Explanations, eyes, Fairy Tale, falling, Father, Fear, Fears, feeling, Feelings, Feet, fiction, First Night, Fish, Flame, Flames, Flesh, Flick, Flood, Fool, For you, forever, Friend, Friends, fun, Ghost, ghosts, girl, god, Gold, Guess, Happiness, Haunt, heart, Heart Beat, Hearts, Heaven, Hill, Horizon, house, Hunger, I love you, Images, imagine, Jasmine, Job, Journey, joy, Kids, kiss, Lace, Lad, Lain, Laugh, Laughter, lies, Life, Lips, list, loneliness, loss, Lost, love, Madness, Magic, Mail, Many Things, Marriage, memories, memory, Midst, Mirror, Mistake, Mom, Money, Moon, Moonlight, Morning Sun, Mother, Moving, Mud, Music, night, Oh God, Old Friend, pain, peace, people, Pig, Prayer, Prayers, Prick, Pride, promise, Rain, Reason, Reds, respect, Rope, Rose, Rush, S Child, Sad, Scars, scene, School, scream, Sea, seeing, Serene, Shame, Sharp, Shock, Shout, Silence, sin, Single Thing, Sky, sleep, smile, Smiles, Sobs, Solace, soul, Sounds, Spectacle, Spirit, Spite, Stories, Sun, Surprise, Swimming, Tea, tears, Teeth, Temper, Throng, Tick, Travel, Tree, Trees, Truth, Urge, Vanilla, Voices, war, Warmth, wife, woman, world
By kunjubi on October 26, 2008
Time is a torrent and our desires wander immersed In it, sinking and surging at times, helplessly. Desires of an incapable and vulnerable life! We believe the magnificent horizon is so Nearby, at the reach of our hands. When we approach it, it moves away farther Into a distance beyond our reach. We [...]
Posted in Inspirational Poems | Tagged Aspirations, class, Desire, Desires, Different Kinds, dream, dreams, Flame, Flame Of Desire, Gold, Golden Sands, Horizon, Life, Long Sleep, Masks, promise, Promises, Sea, sin, sleep, Sojourn, Torrent, Water And Dreams
By countrygal_cc on September 11, 2008
I was driving down a short road I asked my mother where are you living, behind Dad’s doors? Do you wish for more? I see a hint of Mother’s smile as she hides behind her broken eyes. Above her pictures of angels and Jesus but still I wonder how and when Mother got so pure [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Angel, Angels, Broken Eyes, Dad, Doors, eyes, Eyes Pictures, Fire, Flame, heart, Heartbeat, Heaven, Hell, Jesus, Knots, list, lonely, Mother, night, Nipples, Pictures Angels, Pictures Jesus, Pictures Of Angels, Scars, smile, soul, Womb, world
By cmartin on July 24, 2008
You are like the sun rising amidst the fog You are like the flame of passion that lies within my heart Your simple glance is like droplets of love caressing my soul Your delicate touch entices my desire for you You give new meaning to what unconditional love is, and from this i give you [...]
Posted in Romantic Poems | Tagged Delicate Touch, Desire, Droplets, Flame, Fog, For you, forever, heart, lies, love, Midst, Passion, Simple Glance, sin, soul, Sun, Unconditional Love
By jorc709 on June 16, 2008
the empty box stands open she contemplates each item scattered on the floor the dusty floor where she kneels examining each one carefully remembering how in years past things had gotten put away this and that little pieces of her some went quietly some kicking and screaming but each in their time locked away hidden risking [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Ash, cold, Cold Ashes, cry, Dirt, dust, Dusty Floor, Ears, empty, Fire, Flame, Flames, god, Little Pieces, Locks, love lost, Madness, Oh God, Pandora, Pandora Box, Prayer, Prayer Box, scream, Tea, tears
By David Pekrul on June 11, 2008
For me this is a work of fiction, but for many others, it is everyday life. Drug abuse has no redeeming value. All it does is destroy. I dream about a better day, And wish my fears would pass, And I could live in perfect peace, And then look back and laugh. Instead, I live [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Amazing Grace, Doubt, Doubts, dream, dreams, Drug Abuse, Ears, Everyday Life, Faith, falling, Fear, Fears, Few Short Years, fiction, Flame, Fog, Friend, Friends, god, Gutter, Hopelessness, joy, Laugh, Life, Little Tenderness, Lost, love, Loving Wife, night, Nightmares, pain, peace, Perfect Peace, Quiet Life, Tea, wife
By David Pekrul on June 5, 2008
Turn the wheel; make it run, Make it go or make it come, Make it sing or make it hum, Turn the wheel. Turn the wheel; see it fly, You don’t even have to try, Make it laugh or make it cry, Turn the wheel. Turn the wheel left or right, Watch the flames as [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged cry, Flame, Flames, Laugh, modern living, sin, technology
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