The WInd's... |
The Winds& The winds blowing my hair aroundI hear the words she tells me,but&she isnt strong enough to show me what she means.I wish she could carry me awayto a place where I wouldnt have to look ...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 21:38:00 GMT |
it doesn't rhyme so to me it's not a poem |
Walking Together I was lost in deep thought. I was thinking about us. We were walking down a beautiful country road while holding hands. I was on the left. You were on the right. I couldnt keep my...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Mar 2009 06:56:00 GMT |
Three new poems that are rather interesting.... |
These three poems that I have decided to post are very different from what I normally write.... if I try to write anything that's anger/dirty/very personal/almost story telling like, I usually fail......
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 01:54:00 GMT |
two poems.. lucky you! lol |
"A cat that meows"The wind blows cold to remind me to pull my coat closer.The dark night sky reminds me how alone I am that night.The stars scream at me to always keep them in my sight.The moon smiles...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 22:56:00 GMT |
Something off the top of my head |
That placeThe planet earth is a hard place to keep a steady mind.Its a place where people thrive on taking what they are able.Its a horrible thing when that's how our home is defined,but I know of a p...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 20:56:00 GMT |
just a day dream away |
Just a Day Dream AwayYesterday I did the same thing I usual do.Wasting time dressed in black slacks and a white button up.Laying on the ground but with my back leaning against the city park's old oak ...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 20:16:00 GMT |
The boy whou could scream at the sound of thunder |
The boy who could scream at the sound of thunder
HIs mind follows his eyes.The eyes that go in random directionsCommunication seems impossible when there is no connectionIts like he hides but the tr...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 19:44:00 GMT |
My mind. |
So many things at Once
I am changing.Everything is strange.I am losing my direction as a dog loses its hair to the mange.i used to yearn for love but now i do not.My thoughts seemed to be have been ...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Jun 2007 06:53:00 GMT |
a random poem with no personal meaning |
They all go to the land of the lost
The first time a stripper lowers her skirtHa. How about when a fat, smelly, ugly man tries to flirtWhen the birds who live in the sky of rumors hit the dirtthey a...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 20:34:00 GMT |
antoher poem: I am so sorry... my apology |
I am so sorry
I am so sorryI loved you like a fat kid loves cakebut in the end all i caused was your heart to acheOddly enough though your pain is the same that i takeYou might not get what I mean b...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 23:48:00 GMT |
