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 December 24, 2009
Professor Brint was 30, when he built his best invention:
The Chrono-Car, and used it to explore the fourth dimension.
He revved it up, and traveled back through 23 years’ history,
And then the engine used up all supplies of his magistery.
Now trapped back when his childhood self had only just turned seven,
And frequently thrown out those brown [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Angel, child, childhood, Choice, class, Ears, Journey, Lad, Liar, lies, Life, love, Mother, Muck, Romance, S Child, School, sin, Tea, Time Travel, Torment, Travel, Truth, war
By Heart 4 poetry on August 7, 2009
As a man was walking along
with his child one day,
He was very surprised
at what his boy had to say.
He looked to his father
with tears in eyes
and said, ” Please, Daddy, tell
me and tell me no lies.”
The man looked down
at his son’s pleading face
wondering what was wrong
as his heart began to race.
” Daddy, I saw you [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged child, cry, Dad, Daddy, Ears, eyes, Father, heart, lies, night, S Child, Surprise, Tea, tears
By tom on July 27, 2009
BANG
To watch a sunrise
And then see it set
In this harried life
It’s as good as it gets
God must know
The pleasure it bestows
To all His children
He created here below.
There are many
Who say
There’s no God
To whom we do pray
And without Him
Our surroundings
Would be here anyway,
Because
Worlds collided
There was a big bang
And from the din
And confusion
This wonderment sprang.
How utterly ridiculous
It [...]
Posted in Poems about Life, Religious Poems, Short Poems | Tagged Bang, big bang, child, Children, confusion, god, Life, Pleasure, S Child, Sun, Surroundings, Tree, world
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 his hands [...]
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 David Pekrul on July 14, 2008
He was riding on the very edge of sanity and hope,
He was standing on the precipice and couldn’t seem to cope,
He was fighting with the demons of a life he used to lead,
He was wounded in his soul, and it would bleed.
With emotions at the breaking point and tempers running wild,
Though he said he was [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Ambiguity, Break, Breaking Point, child, cry, Dead Man Walking, Demons, Distain, Edge Of Sanity, Emotions, empty, Eternity, Execution, Farewell, heart, Judge, Last Farewell, lies, Life, list, love, pain, Reason, Running, S Child, Sanity, Satan, soul, Temper, Tempers, Wild Seed
By b on July 12, 2008
Earlier chapters:
The Rodeo Girl…the dance floor
The Apartment Problem
Glass Question Token
The Little Girl
Live Theatre with Etta
Etta Has Flown the Coop
Face to Face
Choosing
In Retrospect…
Yes
Etta and the Card
The last three chapters:
Part I
Etta and the Lie
Etta had just moved in with Jeffery when the lying began. She had told people that she was childless, married for money and lived [...]
Posted in Stories | Tagged Anger, Antiques, Apartment, Array, Aunt Mary, baby, Bad Luck, Bang, Beautiful, Blow, Brother, Bun, change, child, childhood, Children, Choice, class, Coffee, cold, cool, Coop, Corner Bedroom, courage, Crowd, cry, Cup Of Coffee, Dad, Dance Floor, dancing, dark, Dawn, Direction, Ears, empty, Family Poems, Father, fiction, Frey, Ghost, ghosts, girl, Grand Trees, Grass, Guess, Guidance, Hill, horror, house, Lace, Lad, Lain, Liar, lies, Life, Life Style, Little Girl, Loon, Lost, love, Money, Mother, Nature, Nec, Neighborhood, night, people, Pianist, Pore, Reason, Remnants, respect, Respectability, Retrospect, Ribs, Rodeo Girl, Running, Rush, S Child, School, Shoes, sin, sleep, smile, Sorority, Stairs, Sun, Swinging, Swinging Bridge, Tea, Token, Travel, Tree, Trees, Truth, Upscale Life, Upstairs, war, wife
By Anthony Williams on April 25, 2008
I do not hate my enemy,
He fights for all his children free.
‘Tis why we choose to go to war
my child is what I’m fighting for.
We both fight for our liberty
to see our children strong and free.
‘Tis really a strange twist of fate
that sees our love turned into hate.
It is lessen I must give,
I want my [...]
Posted in War Poems | Tagged child, Children, enemy, Fate, liberty, love, S Child, war, War Poems
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