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AIRING OUT LOVE’S ATTIC
Ode to Friesian
Will you be my valentine?
Will you be my valentine?
Will you share my shame?
Will you be my everything,
Even when I have no game?
Will you suffer my agony,
Will you dwell in my mind,
Will you spend days with me
Even when I’ve mentally died?
Will you be there when I cease,
Will you cure my disease?
Will you be there forever,
Till death do us part?
Will you hold my hand as we grow old
When life simply tears us apart?
Will you comfort me in my gloom?
Or will you be my impending doom?
Will you share with me bed time stories
Even when we have no good glories?
Will you just simply be
My valentine elegy
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STOLEN HANDS – Promote Yourself
Sunday Evening…
All ready I’ve
Suffered enough
Of this
Incurable
Hopeless rage.
I sit
To try and write it out
My feelings flowing
From blood
To words
On this unforgiving page.
See I once
Held hands
That i
Stole
While i plotted lives
With a cold hearted
Grace.
Now my hands
Lie
Only to my
Own skin
The punishment
I deserve
There is no longer
Solace in a
Beautiful face.
I betrayed
My own
Beating innocence
It is now
A cold dead tomb
In which i am burdened
By its weight
With dark skies
And overdue consequences
Time has finally caught on
The price of lies
I’ve discovered
Is beauty
Returning
As hate.
Gabriel Denver
Early Spring by William Wordsworth -YOUR FAVOURITE POEM
To her fair works did Nature link
Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The birds around me hopped and played,
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
If this belief from heaven be sent,
Wild Orchid – Promote Yourself
“The flower that walks”, the Indian; said,
And walking spreads its crown-like roots
Through forest glades and upland dales.
Moccasin flower or Lady’s Slipper,
It matters not the name
Or if it be fair white or rose or tiny yellow kind
Tis ever rare and wondrous there
This woodland beauty Bequeathed us from another age.
A Heritage to guard with care
And cherish for posterity
That other eyes in future years
Mav see this Orchid walk the trails
As did our native Indian braves
And shy eyed maidens of the tribe.
-HELEN M. FLEET
A table for two
Candles lit
A table set for two,
Adrenaline flowing
But where are you?
Champagne on ice
Excitement running high,
Time ticks by
Food looking nice,
Pulses racing
Emotions wavering,
Where are you
When I need you most?
The table is set for two
Shall I dismiss you out of my head?
Is our romance really dead?
Wasn’t any of this really true
When you said I love you?
The table was set for two
By Gillian Sims
This little old house by Thomas Sims
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THE WRONG HOUSE – Promote Yourself
THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS: – Promote Yourself
In daily life we go through emotions,
Prostration, Stagnation, Frustration;
Occasionally there’s a lability,
Alternating Happiness with Irritability,
Down in doldrums; then ecstasy
The Mind power is Overwhelming;
Reaching down in the ocean ,depths, where darkness rules
Forging forward in Cosmos, conquering galaxies;
So I have churned my own philosophy,
Man is as sacred as Diety,
I endorse the teachings of Humanity,
Hopefully, to be able to keep everyone happy!!!
Aisha Idris
…and everyone should have paid attention – Promote Yourself
and left you lying
your face trailing off
your hands grasping in vain
to be left behind
it is (oh!) so inhuman
to be still alive
and left you dying
your spirit fading low
your body parting away
to be left behind
it is (oh!) so inhuman
to be still alive
and left me crying
my mind fighting out
my heart struggling along
when time could have been reversed
too late now:
Only flowers can follow your flight home
I visited your blog today and saw your call to send in poems, which I could not resist. So I am sending you two of my poems, which you liked on my blog http://evavanbeek.com/ . They are below. And I am very happy to send them. If you can publish one of them on your blog that of course would be fabulous. But regardless of that: thank you for the great initiative and promoting poetry on your blog, I think it is fabulous!
Voices – Promote Yourself
But all seem stranger
Such busy bustling tone
Of the people unknown
Feels stranger like a wide sea
Loud waves crashing
Without any notice by me
On and on they go at the sea
Seldom calm, often wild
Enjoying the present time
Carefree like the sea
Are the people around me
By Grace Linton
You can find the original post here on my blog: http://justsomeimportantwords.wordpress.com/2014/04/07/voices/
When her heart sprouted wings – Promote Yourself
Should I speak or should I smile? – Promote Yourself
Whenever i m so fast ,
I’m feeling shattered like them Running aimless ,
I dont know how to think..
Feeling helpless ,
I know this well ,
But today; With confused expression
Should i speak or should i smile..?
Check & Mate – Promote Yourself
Don’t wan to think Widou drink ,
Now i dont dream ,
Nomore reasons to see the watch Its not my time
I am notta poet heart lover
I feel
I am one wo is asked to check After getting mate .