I have no words
I have no words, no idea
and do not know how,
to write that which lies between us
on paper.
There’s a spark
that exists between us by itself,
that I never want to kill.
Still you remain much bigger to me,
than what I can say
in mere words.
Like every other man
at times I do not know,
what are in your heart
and how to understand you.
Truly life passes quickly
and the tomorrows
are turned to fast into the yesterdays,
but as long as we are together
no time will come
between you and me.
Even in eternity
I will find you somewhere
and will still want to
love you more.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A Poet To Be
A poet I claim not to be,
For words are never there.
In all the years I've tried to write,
I have no words to share.
I sit and think but nothing comes,
No inspiration here.
I want to write of anything,
But still no words I fear.
I read the works of other poets,
I wish I were like them.
How do they write such beautiful lines,
A poet, I'm not him.
I try to write from the heart,
From deep within my soul.
I try to write of the love I have,
But cannot reach my goal.
But why I ask, why can't I write,
Of love so pure and true.
Why can't I write about her eyes,
A mix of green and blue.
I want to write about her smile,
It brightens up my day.
I try to think of anything,
But words I cannot say.
I wish I knew how to write,
A poem with such bliss.
I wish I knew how to describe,
Her soft but tender kiss.
I cannot even begin to write,
How she holds me tight.
How her arms around me,
Makes everything just right.
A poet does not have to think,
The words flow right out.
When I sit and try to write,
I want to scream and shout.
I mean come on, how hard can it be,
To write about her hair.
Such long beautiful natural blonde,
That flows in the air.
I try to write about her laugh,
The words will not fly.
Time passes and finally,
I say it's soft and high.
It's been an hour and a half,
I'm here on verse twelve.
I had to go to Rhymezone,
To find out the rhyme is shelve.
A poet does not do that,
Go online to find a rhyme.
A poet has it in his head,
And can write at any time.
But a poet I am not,
For I cannot write of love.
How the girl I am with,
Is an angel from up above.
How I love her with all my heart,
And want to spend my life with her.
How her love for me is more,
Than I can ever be for sure.
As I draw near the end,
My mind is not so numb.
I realize I've just written of love,
A poet I have become.
poem by Adam McKim
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My Poet Time Travelers
I thought of it all day and well into the night
That for you a poem I would write.
What words can you use to describe a person
You’ve never seen.
Then a realization came into my mind
I’ve been writing them for a very long time.
Every time we write about GOD and his begotten son
The words flow freely and never left undone.
So it matters not if it is sight unseen
We write about everything- it’s a poets dream.
Poets go into worlds never traveled before
Seeking all that GOD has made
And come back with knowledge that they’ve gained.
Into the realms of mystery, love, excitement and fear
So that with you these words they could share.
They see the realities of today
The dreams of yesterdays
The future of tomorrows
And the pains and sorrows.
They are the time travelers of the mind
Their eyes are open - they are not blind.
So when you read what they write
It’s because of this time travelers insight.
So to my time traveling co-poets, this I must say
I am proud to have traveled this road with you
Into the minds of man, and writing
The stories that they all understand.
poem by Louis Rams
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A poem for you...
I write a poem for you today,
to get a place in your heart for ever
A poem that could tell you my love for you
I write my poem with emotion and affection
for you to understand my deep thoughts for you
A poem to love and a poem to understand its soul
A poem to enjoy and a poem to understand its happiness
A poem to think and a poem to understand its way of life
A poem to learn and a poem to understand its content
A poem to sing and a poem to understand its melody
A poem to cry and a poem to understand its sorrow
There are poems I have written but this is specially for you
The poem could tell you how important you are for me
There are words comes out freely from my mind to write poem
but there are no words to find my love for you
Those words can not missed as I miss your love today
Let me have all those words put in to my heart and
say I love to write a love poem for you
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright ©2004 Ravi Sathasivam
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Once Again I Write...
This pen, this paper is once again my savior.
I write to save my sanity.
I write to ease my heart.
I write to cleanse my soul.
I write to feel alive.
I write to keep my mind strong and my thoughts clear.
I write my words of sorrow, despair, pain, and love, as well as words of wisdom.
I write so that one day someone will truly know me.
This paper, this pen is once again my inspiration.
It is the inspiration to what I see.
It is the inspiration to what I hear.
It is the inspiration to what I feel.
It is the inspiration to the art I create.
It is the inspiration to what I draw.
It is the inspiration to the love for my daughter.
It is the inspiration to the love for my husband.
This pen, this paper is once again my savior.
Once again I write to say thank you my timeless friends.
Thank you for saving me time and time again.
poem by Sara Jo Andrews
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The power of words
Sometimes when you had
an idea for a poem
you didn’t jot it down
and let it be
to fade away into the naught
as if it really didn’t matter
or your words had lost their power
or was there a hidden fear,
something that you didn’t
want to talk about
or something that you didn’t
want to appear,
something that you were afraid
would kill your luck
or disturb your thoughts?
When we spoke at times
you would sarcastically say
go and write a poem about it
and I wonder if you really
didn’t care about writing
or just not about me
or was it jealousy?
Sometimes when the words
of a great poem came to me
you would demand that I immediately
do something for you
to proof my love
and not give me the opportunity
to capture the sacred words.
Yet, as time went by
and I had to leave
the words came back to you
and great verses appeared
and you said that I could string out
poems to the nth power
and wanted me
to write great messages as well
and I was afraid that card like lines
would kill the magic of words in me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Special Birthday Card to You
No words could be found that could
tell you how delighted I am spending
this special day telling you how lucky
and privileged I am to be sharing this
day with you, my husband!
I could find no words in the store that said, “you’re
My friend in good times, my rock in
times of sorrow-my reason for all the
wonderful yesterdays, and my promise for tomorrows!
Too, I found no words that said to you: “honey
I feel the same love for you today, your birthday,
that I felt for you the many days before-even
before becoming your wife, and promise to make
this year, and every year the best in your life!
I couldn’t even find final words to tell you: that this year’s
betters and worst, pains and sorrows, we stayed by each
other’s side sharing the laughter and tears through
those uncertain hours and days. Still not knowing
what the future has in store for you and me,
but this I know, without a doubt, the best is yet to come.
Happy birthday, my dear sorry I didn’t have a birthday card
Lying on your pillow when you awaken-but sometimes, we must “have our say”
Here, wishing you a Happy Birthday! We’ll celebrate this weekend!
Perhaps, it wasn’t such a great idea getting married on your birthday. LOL
By
Almedia Knight-Oliver
November 7,2011
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Life Essay
if life is multiple choice
maybe we can get a perfect score
but life is an essay
there is wide white space
and questions life running above
maybe we answer like theory
or find our own words
maybe we don't fill the blank
because we don't understand
or we write thousand flowery words
but we don't understand what we write
maybe the written is full of correction
or clean and planned carefully
maybe we use pen or pencil
maybe we torn the paper or blot it
maybe we cheat
maybe we work together
maybe we don't care
but when the time's finished
someone will read
and examine our result
do we respect the question
do we try hard
or play around
maybe we wrong, maybe right
maybe half of both, maybe none
so before we can't change it anymore
when there's time
before we regret it
just write your thought
because nobody in this world
who has the same handwriting
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Don't You Kill Love
Don't you kill love don't you kill love don't you kill love
in the blink of an eye time passes us by
where does it go
now will you take a stand for love I am
forever more
these wars have wounded my heart so my trust breaks apart
to human I say these words
don't you kill love don't you kill love don't you kill love
this chance we should not miss to share this sacred bliss
and spread it all around I'm gonna spread it all around
my heart been broke before but still I must endure
keep the spirits high keep the spirits high
cause it's the greatest things in life calls for the most sacrifice
are we brave are we brave enough
don't you kill love don't you kill love don't you kill love
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Words say so much
Words are everywhere you look
in the paper and in the book
we all use them when we speak
in languages like French and Greek.
A baby uses them to speak to it's Mum
that's why she knows it wants talc on it's bum
but teenagers say words we don't understand
and singers sing them like Elvis and Streisand.
People lose their temper and shout and cuss
like when they stub a toe or miss a bus
that's when swear words can be heard
words you won't find in the Times crossword.
Someone who's drunk will talk in a strange way
these words can be heard in pubs on a Saturday
there's short words, and some which are long,
and some words that are nearly always spelt wong.
But that's enough words for now I'll put down my pen,
it's the end, over, ceased, finished, stopped, AMEN.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Unable to Compare
I love you, I love you, I love you
i can say these words throughout my life
to the very moment that i die
and yet it still wont compare
to the love that i shared
with only you, my love
I love you, I love you, I love you
i say these words all the time
i say these words through rhyme
still you wont be able to comprehend
how much i love you through time and time again
i love you, my love
I love you, I love you, I love you
if i must i will die
saying these words for the last time
to prove to you
that my love was very true
i lived through my love of you
I love you, I love you, I love you
now im saying them in eternity
waiting for you to finally join me
to re-spend our lives and love together
to re-prove our love for one another
throught eternity my love for you is still here
I love you, I love you, I love you
i say these word so many times
i say them each day with or without rhyme
and still knowing that you dont know
theres no other way i can show
my love for you
poem by Bellaina Bella Hernandez
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Just A Blank Page In Front Of Me
I sit here at my desk
trying to figure out a line to write,
inspiration seems to have deserted me tonight.
I hear no strings of love;
feel no emotions deep,
just a blank paper in front of me.
Each word I write seems to stop there,
no further words follow.
I’m in despair.
What happed to the happy words I want to write,
the feelings I want to express?
Gone I’m afraid for tonight.
Let us hope they return
at tomorrows dawning light.
poem by David Harris
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Writing
My words they no longer flow like a calm river
They rip, through, delicate flowers wither
Not in a long time have I wrote pure gold
One more worthless word and I'll explode
So I write these words to help express
That to me my writing can no longer impress
If the letters I write turn to heavy stone
Maybe I should try changing my tone
Even when words sing a merry tune
When the words hit me like a monsoon
I look back and scowl at scribbles and letters
And know there is a need for them to be better
So I try to write something funny, add humour
Rhythms with big cats, small rats, lions and pumas
But it all seems to lack that special spark
Something with a vicious bite and a gentle bark
Let's try and make it dark, murder and death
Something that literally stops ones breath
Words that hide the killer, build suspense
But this dark angst and pain is all pretence
A rhyme about love, happy and quite light
A poem about everything that can go right
Maybe just maybe it will all fit together
But these words take too long, almost forever
I guess I'll just carry on in this infuriating way
I'll continue writing the words I just can't say
So when I feel the need to write I'll let it all out
Then you will find out just what I will write about
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Hope In Higher Heaven
Where is
that young
voice
of ever
lasting dreams?
His words
long left
behind
we may still
read
upon paper
or screen.
When will
weary spirit
wake
with vibrant
beam
piercing multiple
tomorrows.
Eternity still
awaits chalice
containing
hope overpowering
colder reality.
Waking life
heart beating
heart
be still
heart must be
has been still
upon the earth.
Chaos deep
passion aflame
heaven
descends embraces
earth in eternity
dreams continuing
hope in higher heaven.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Once In A While
(m. edwards, b. green)
Once in a while,
Will you try
To give one little thought to me,
Though someone else may be
Nearer your heart?
Once in a while,
Will you dream
Of the moments
I shared with you,
Moments before we two
Drifted apart?
In loves smoldering ember,
One spark may remain.
If love still can remember,
That spark may burn again.
I know that ill
Be contented with
Yesterdays memory,
Knowing you think of me
Once in a while.
~interlude~
Once in a while...
In loves smoldering ember,
One spark may remain.
If love still can remember,
The spark may burn again.
I know that ill
Be contented with
Yesterdays memory,
Knowing you think of me
Once in a while...
Once in a while.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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When I Find The Right Words
I've been thinking for many days.
I've been trying a long long time.
I've been trying to say it's true.
Trying to say I love you.
There was only one problem I had.
And it was to find the right words to say.
When I find the right words.
When I find the right words to say.
You'll find it's true that I love you.
When I find the right words.
I'm speaking of you.
You'll find that it's true.
You'll find it's true that I love you.
When I find the right words.
Now as time goes by.
I still bear in mind, I love you.
And as time goes by.
I still bear in mind, my love for you.
There's still only one thing I've got to do.
And that's to find the right words.
When I find the right words.
When I find the right words to say.
You'll find it's true that I love you.
When I find the right words.
I'm still speaking of you.
You'll still find that it's true.
You'll find it's true that I love you.
When I find the right words.
When I find the right words..
Love-Ballad By Kim Robin Edwards
(Lyric) Copyright 1983,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
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poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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So In Love
I can’t think of anything to write
I want to make a piece that rhyme
But words are very hard to find
I don’t know what I should say
Would anyone bother to stay
And take time to wait for my way
Some people say, I write from the heart
And I truly agree because it’s not a lie
For what I write is what I feel inside
I have this wonderful feeling to share
But how come that I can’t create
My mind seems floating in the air
Tonight that I am with my dearest love
My heart beats too fast and I’m almost numb
I’m in cloud nine so please do understand
Ahaha… I’m so in love and I feel so high
Forgive me for I’m almost out of my mind
To share you a better piece, maybe next time
poem by Rose de Ramar
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Ask Me Tomorrow
i wanted to write you a poem
ode to the best time of my life
but
i forgot the words, my thousand descriptions of you
i only know they taste like honey
i wanted to speak them
but
the lump in my throat held them captive, poor pretty words
but
one day perhaps
when we stand toe to toe
they'll trickle out
and seep into your heart
but
till then, I'll try again tomorrow
to coax the words on paper to become
the poem that i want to write for you
poem by by unknown author
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Plainest of Plain
No matter how many poems I write
I can’t impress you
The love that I write
The love I express
The love I try to show you
You just don’t see it
So let me tell you
In the plainest of words
No metaphors
No similes
Rhymes
Or complex descriptions
Only the plainest of plain
It’s been you
From the day we collided
You been in the depths of my heart
Pumping your love through me
I know it’s you I want
You I need
You I love
The only other way to prove this to you without words
Would be to slowly kill myself
Only to show you how much it hurts to be without you
I may not be your first crush
I may not be that vampire you like so much
Or the werewolf
But I’m something they’re not
I’m real and here for you
You won’t find anyone else like me
So now you can see what I feel
Hopefully now you truly understand
So now when I see you next (and to quote the Beatles)
Maybe “You’ll let me hold your hand”
Written: March 24,2010
And to any Twilight fans yes I referred to Edward and Jake.
poem by Ryan Collins
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Words on paper
Words on paper
~
Just words on paper
Where a story is told
An emotion revealed
Or a love laid to rest
Where a dream begins
An ambition is spoken
Perhaps a whim of fancy
Takes charge of the pen
To write what is written
Letters forming words
Shapley and beautiful
Expressions of a soul
Or a mind at play
There across the page
Words on paper
Written to have their say
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Red, Red, Red
I don't understand about complimentary colors
And what they say
Side by side they both get bright
Together they both get gray
But he's been pretty much yellow
And I've been crying blue
But all I can see is
Red, red, red, red, red now
What am I to do
I don't understand about
Diamonds and why men buy them
What's so impressive about a diamond
Except the mining
And it's dangerous work
Trying to get to you too
And I think if I didn't have to
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill myself doing it
Maybe I would glisten so much for you
I've been watching all the time
And I still can't find the track
And I wanna know is it okay
Is it just fine
Was it my fault
Is it my lack
I don't understand about
The weather outside
The harbinger to the words
Somebody lied
There's solace a bit for submitting
To the fitfully cryptically true
What's happened has happened
What's coming is already on its way
With a role for me to play
I don't understand
I'll never understand
But I'm trying to understand
There's nothing else I can do
song performed by by Fiona Apple
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