By Lou in texas on February 16, 2010
In this world we are in a hurry always to ponder and alway’s to worry, living slow and some living fast leaving behind thing’s that are passed follwing not! and following still.
our world or worry it is so filled, not taking time to rest avast but slowly wearing down our ass.
not carefully exploring abode,but [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Break, Friend, Happiness, joy, Life, list, love, Midst, Mom, Myth, Running, Rush, Vine, world
By devotee1 on February 15, 2010
There are times
I can think only of you
Satisfied fully
Entering that place
All leading to you
The area of my mind
Wishing no outside of border
Within the curvature of your
Flowing, pure line
Over your natural texture
That scent indigenous of you
My Soul’s Aboriginal
It is here on tranquil plane
Back in the garden
Of Journey’s Beginning
Before the fall and erosion
Wanting only You
To breathe with [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories, Religious Poems | Tagged Dawn, Essence, Journey, Lace, Metaphysical, Mom, night, soul, spiritual, Sun, Travel
By Heart 4 poetry on February 7, 2010
Have you ever looked
deep into a sad child’s eyes or
have you ever stopped to listen
the their sad and lonley cries.
Most people refuse to believe it
although it is quite true,
that many children need mercy today
as many also need you.
So many children are beaten
and living in despair,
cause we don’t ever realize that
they need someone to care.
So many [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged child, Children, Dad, Daddy, eyes, Father, lies, list, Mom, people, S Child, Sad, Tree, war, world
By jivepoet on January 10, 2010
(1)If you’d found a way to hold your own against the playground bully,
Would you go to school reunions now, and share old classroom tales?
If you’d opened up, so counselors could understand you fully,
Would the knowledge they’d acquired have taken more wind from your sales?
(2)If you’d stood up to your father, when he made you go [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, Brain, child, childhood, Choice, Christian, class, considering alternate outcomes, destiny, Father, Foe, Friend, Friends, girl, Lad, leaders, Life, list, Mom, night, nostalgia, Rain, reviewing one's past, School, Travel, Voices, war
By Lou in texas on January 1, 2010
Tis not what we seek in life ..but what we create,, for life only exist as shall you! too! venture and explore brings knowledge galore with smiles and frowns and sometimes misery surround’s , know that life stays never! the same,, keeps us all from going insane .
it’s all about movement [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Bust, cold, fun, Gold, joy, Laugh, Laughter, Life, love, Misery, Mom, Shout, Sky, smile, Smiles, world
By Lou in texas on December 24, 2009
why are we here? for most that’s been a thought for other’s it’s just a passing idea that need’s no concern life gives us hope and worries and concern love, laughter and joy we recieve in return, some of us worry for day’s on end some of think when does life really begin.
does life [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged dark, Dawn, Friend, Friends, joy, Kindness, Lace, Laugh, Laughter, Life, love, Mom, Sad, Sadness, sin, smile, Sun, Worries
By Lou in texas on December 24, 2009
Why do we ponder for things unknown? why do we worry of people that are gone,witches and warlocks and psychic’s galore think they have answer’s but still are unsure.
if your heart seek’s answer’s and your mind’s eye is mess, think in your own spirit for things you request.
seek not of other’s for answer’s too [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, dust, Earth, Faith, Fate, For you, heart, Kindness, Life, Locks, love, Mom, peace, people, Spirit, war, world
By Debojyoti on December 8, 2009
Red blood trickles down my eyes
In the very thought of doomsday,
We will all die, erasing all the lies.
Here we are in this earth, counting our last sins,
Counting the last miseries, last hopes, last moments
Last lives to live with, for whom the soul laments (afterwards).
And when you go, let your breath rest
Let it take a sigh [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged blood, counting our last sins, cry, Doom, Earth, eyes, Friend, last hopes, lies, Mom, pain, Sharp, sin, soul, war
By Freeman Huntington on October 8, 2009
very much could be a song, maybe more.
Posted in Poems about Life | Tagged Angel, Angels, blood, forever, Freedom, heart, Life, Lost, love, Mom, night, Out Of Sight, sin, Travel, world
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