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3. About this poem:
Still waiting for my Immortal Beloved.
 Awaiting My Love by Helena de Vière
Fragrance of misty roses,
Nightly air it sends.
Your letters I read over,
And over once again.
China cups set forward,
Steam trails out your name.
Waiting for your shadow,
Amidst the Autumn rain.
Light spreads across to darkness,
The roaring fire glows.
My love is pricked and bleeding,
By Cupid's arrows and bows.
Yet the candles warm, My Dearest,
As you had warmed my heart.
And how I dream of you, My Dearest,
May we never be apart.
©Helena de Vière visit Helena's Website
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Lone Spectator by A. Wuest
A lone spectator
Silently observing
The game of life
I'm a player of the game
Yet no one gives me the ball
Even when everyone else is covered
And I'm standing, alone
Wide open.
Do they do this because they want to protect me
And keep me from being trampled
Or is it because they find me incompetent
And can't handle my own life
Sure, a few times I've tried to dribble the ball
Only to let it bounce out of bounds
But everybody makes mistakes
Everybody's human
All I'm asking is to play one game
Just one game and not be hassled
If I mess up.
It's my life.
© A. Wuest 2000 website
5. about your poem: my life
My Life by Thasan
As you may be aware,
Of the committee's motion for care.
Seduced by the fetish motion,
I look for my life's potion.
My life's a distant memory,
Upon which I lay a sympathetic salutary.
I search for infinite glory,
To build a shrine for security.
I've conquered many worries,
And solved many mysteries.
Yet, you may think that my life's disastrous,
But I say, it's blooming marvelous.
© Thasan
7. Two Eyes by Tori
You have two eyes but you don't see.
How the world is today or how it will be.
Instead of the present you live in the past,
It's heck and you know it,
but you can't come back.
All I can do is stand by your side,
And watch you wonder if there is a meaning to your life.
I know there is,
I know it is true,
'Cause I want you to know,
That I love you.
© Tori
8. about your poem: I'm a grad from BU and gave this to a girl I'd completely
fallen in love with and still love to this day. She is gone.
I wonder if I will ever be lucky enough to see her again
Love at First Sight by Steve Shilling
Love at first sight
I wonder where you came from that night
Like a dream come true
My thoughts plaqued about what I would do
I live for the next time we meet
And smell your fragrance so warm and sweet
With bodies so close I can feel our hearts beat
Together they form a intricate rhythm no two can repeat
More than just a feeling
My whole world is turned upside down
Life would be so perfect
If you were in my arms right now
Awake I daydream about the times we spent together
The way we stared at each other
And how nothing else in the world mattered
So close yet so far away
I get frustrated that I can't see your beautiful face
Never in my life have I felt this way before
Everytime I think of you I only want you more
I dont know what else to say or do
Except tell you I have truly fallen in love with you
© Steve Shilling
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9. about your poem: My old neighbor hood where I lived. Most of my life really inspired me to write this poem. Everytime I read it , it makes me feel like I'm there again and I can almost hear the sounds and smell the smells that I once took for granted.
Misty Morning by Lauren Dake
misty morning awaits
mailbox lined streets
where i once strode
candy coated houses
sweetness dripping from the windows
onto the charcoal road
helpless yips of the neighbors dog
the sound of hop-scotch in the distance
everything coated with morning fog
fresh cut lawns
lights turning on from inside closed shutters
the scent of dew near dawn
the misty morning awaits
© Lauren Dake
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11. about your poem : This is a poem about my 4 year battle with anorexia. Perhaps one day I shall truly prevail over it, but until then this poem helps me to remember my goal. Hopefully, it will help others, too.
Hidden by S.Tribal
Hidden
Some days seen,
Some days forgot.
Always in existence,
Even when you're not.
Created by memory,
Existing with pain,
Becoming the shadows,
And so you remain.
I stand up and fight,
But to save you I cope.
Though it's not always right,
You've left me with hope.
Strength for the future,
To defy my own past,
And reclaim the part of me,
That was long ago cast.
Reflections don't lie,
Yet the mind can be tainted.
A distorted mural,
Carelessly painted.
Of love and of life,
I have so much to learn.
But my thoughts shall be free
Until you return.
© S.Tribal
13. about your poem:
Inspired by the beauty of nature
Title:
Nature's Spectacular by Elizabeth
Sun's rays cast gold diamonds spontaneous across the water
North wind sends raging ripples rushing to the rocky shore
A feathery cloud sails past a portion of the
sun causing its remaining rays to freckle the forest floor
The countless colorful fish
carried by the current confidently caress the stream's surging surface
Waving wildflowers
splatter the wild sea of lizard green grass
What a blessing!
© Elizabeth |
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