Scare Myself
I am afraid.Of what I don, t know
Perhaps of my life with its ebb and its flow
Some days i, m up
And others I, m down
lonely and cold
But other days bold
Should I open my mouth
Or just travel south
Should I endure the cold of winters blast
Or enjoy a blast from the past.
Snowboard a bit with my cane
What a trip
Hang out in the ice
With a chick really nice
How bout a toupee to make me look spiffy
That sounds really nifty
Instead I, ll stay here and freeze like an elf
Cause sometimes I just scare myself.
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Fold It All Away
The fire, the heat, the hungry daze -
I will fold it all away.
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
You made my heart soar and leap
And now my heart will go to sleep
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
All desire in me is gone -
Another’s touch would just feel wrong
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
Your smile’s engraved inside my head,
The view of you, touching foreheads
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
A kiss that made my heart melt,
Feelings I had never felt
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
I loved to hear your laughter most
But now the sound will be a ghost
Like clothes just meant for summer days
I will fold it all away
Such warmth and love can never stay
I will fold
It all
Away
Higher than I’ve ever been
The fall is here - let it begin
But I will rise again someday
The cold and winter cannot stay
For now that day seems far away
Like clothes just meant for summer days
And I will fold
Every piece
Away
It’s winter now
The cold
Will stay
Bullet From A Gun
I lived my life
Like a bullet from a gun
racing down a barrel
from an explosive past
Always smoke and fire and blast
Then I moved on
In my haste racing away
I'm concerned not who
I graze
All my days I came
crashing into, littered souls
What carnage, too
Once I left I was gone
awesome, strong
Hell-bent on ways
that destruction sent
Cold steel and
Hot lead
My nerves bled
and others too
Through your flesh and heart
I pierced
With never a thought
of mercy due
I lived my life
Like a bullet
from a gun
Cold, cold steel and
Red hot lead
poem by Midnights Voice
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Little Dreamer
They may talk about you cold when you were
Headed for the skies
But you were young and bold and baby didnt that
Change with a wink of your eye
Now no ones talkin bout those
Crazy days gone by
No one talks about the
Times you cried
(oooh) little dreamer
(oooh) uh, little dreamer
And then they voted you
Least likely to succeed
I hadda tell them baby, you were armed with
All youd need
Seems no ones talkin bout those
Crazy days gone past
Werent they amazed when you were
Really last
(oooh) you are the little dreamer
(oooh) you were the little dreamer, yeah, yeah
Yeah they talk about you cold when you were
Headed for the skies
But you were young and bold and baby didnt that
Change with a wink of your eye
Seems no ones talkin bout the
Crazy days gone past
Werent they amazed when you were
Really last
(oooh) you are the little dreamer
(oooh) little dreamer, oh yeah, oh
(oooh) little dreamer
(oooh) little dreamer
song performed by by Van Halen
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Confused
I see buds on my Bradford pear trees.
It's too early for these tiny buds.
I'm afraid they just might freeze.
They were fooled into thinking winter is gone
for we had a few warm days.
I'm afraid they're just hanging on.
One day sunny, the next so cold
I wonder if they're strong enough
to place their buds on hold?
Confused they must be, just like me.
For I can't figure out what I need
a cold drink or some sweet hot tea?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Rainy Day
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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O So Lonely
O So Lonely
Are the days gone by.
When others enter your life
Then you push them by.
O So Lonely
When you were in control.
To love them or leave them
You were ever so bold.
O So Lonely
While you sit alone.
No one is there
To make your house a home.
O So Lonely
After all the hearts you break.
Did you ever think it was you
Who you'd really forsake?
O So Lonely
When life was just a dare.
You didn't take time to love
You didn't try to care.
O So Lonely
Have you learned the rule?
That its not just about you
But it does take two.
O So Lonely
Why sit and contemplate?
While others enjoy life
Its never too late.
poem by Cecelia Weir
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O So Lonely
O So Lonely
Are the days gone by.
When others enter your life
Then you push them by.
O So Lonely
When you were in control.
To love them or leave them
You were ever so bold.
O So Lonely
While you sit alone.
No one is there
To make your house a home.
O So Lonely
After all the hearts you break.
Did you ever think it was you
Who you'd really forsake?
O So Lonely
When life was just a dare.
You didn't take time to love
You didn't try to care.
O So Lonely
Have you learned the rule?
That its not just about you
But it does take two.
O So Lonely
Why sit and contemplate?
While others enjoy life
Its never too late.
poem by Shaan Sidhu
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At sixty four! 2012
A smiple celebration to bring in the light
For another many years of journey so bright
Enjoy the trip under God glorious radiant sun
Laughter happiness and days filled with fun
Let the past make you a future so splendid
With days special that no mind can ever rid
May all your wishes, dreams turn to reality
With a road paved for days of everlasting serenity
Happy bday may today open miles with many a smiles
A pleasant sail and every dawning so worth while
Soon one of us will bow out when the angels call
Entrance to the land of no return the heavenly hall! !
Till then enjoy yourself with every sunrise sunset
May Good God give you good health, a life of no regret
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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The Fear
They all ask me to jump
to invigorate and to play soccer,
to run, to swim and to fly.
Very well.
They all advise me rest,
they all send me to the doctor,
looking at me a certain way.
What happens?
They all advise me to travel,
to come and to leave, to stay,
to die and not to die.
It does not matter.
They all see the difficulties
of my surprised bowels
by awful X-rayed portraits.
I do not agree.
They all sting my poetry
with relentless forks
seeking, without doubt, a fly,
I Am afraid.
I am afraid of everyone,
of the cold water, of the death.
I am like all the mortals,
unavoidable.
And for that, in these short days
I am not going to pay attention to them,
I am going to open myself up and shut myself in
with my more perfidious enemy,
Pablo Neruda.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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In The Winter
The days are okay
I watch the T.V. in the afternoon
If I get lonely
The sound of other voices
Other rooms are near to me
I'm not afraid
The operator
She tells the time
It's good for a laugh
And there's always radio
And for a dime I can talk to God
Dial-a-prayer
Are you there?
Do you care?
Are you there?
And in the Winter extra blankets for the cold
Fix the heater, getting old
I am wiser now you know
And still as big a fool concerning you
I met your friend
She's very nice, what can I say?
It was an accident
I never dreamed we'd meet again this way
You're looking well
I'm not afraid, yeah
You have a lovely home
Just like a picture
No, I live alone
I found it easier
You must remember how I never liked the party life
Up all night
Lovely wife
You have a lovely wife
And in the Winter extra blankets for the cold
Fix the heater, getting old
You are with her now I know
I'll live alone forever, not together, now
And in the Winter extra blankets for the cold
Fix the heater, getting old
You are with her now I know
I'll live alone forever, not together,
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hang On Your IQ
Chinese masseuse,
comes between us talks in haikus,
plastic venus.
Got a headrush,
in her pocket two rubbers two lubes,
and a silver rocket.
Hang on,
hang onto your IQ,
to your ID hang on,
hang on to your IQ,
to your ID I'm lonely Every morning,
my eyes will open wide I gotta get high,
before I go outside.
Roll another,
for breakfast burning clouds around,
and in my solar plexus.
Hang on,
hang on to your IQ,
to your ID hang on,
hang on to your IQ,
to your ID I'm lonely Legs eleven,
makes me stay up late two fat ladies on my back,
and now it's 88.
I'm a fool,
whose tool is small it's so miniscule,
it's no tool at all.
Hang on,
hang on to your IQ,
to your ID hang on,
hang on I'm lonely Oh
song performed by by Placebo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Undertow
The curtains are drawn
Now the fire warms the room.
Meanwhile outside
Wind from the north-east chills the air,
It will soon be snowing out there.
And some there are
Cold, they prepare for a sleepless night.
Maybe this will be their last fight.
But were safe in each others embrace,
All fears go out as I look on your face -
Better think awhile
Or I may never think again.
If this were the last day of your life, my friend,
Tell me, what do you think you would do then?
Stand up to the blow that fate has struck upon you,
Make the most of all you still have coming to you, [or]
Lay down on the ground and let the tears run from you,
Crying to the grass and trees and heaven finally on your knees
Let me live again, let life come find me wanting.
Spring must strike again against the shield of winter.
Let me feel once more the arms of love surround me,
Telling me the dangers past, I need not fear the icy blast again.
Laughter, music and perfume linger here
And there, and there,
Wine flows from flask to glass and mouth,
As it soothes, confusing our doubts.
And soon we feel,
Why do a single thing to-day,
Theres tomorrow sure as Im here.
So the days they turn into years
And still no tomorrow appears.
Better think awhile
Or I may never think again.
If this were the last day of your life, my friend,
Tell me, what do you think you would do then?
Stand up to the blow that fate has struck upon you,
Make the most of all you still have coming to you, [or]
Lay down on the ground and let the tears run from you,
Crying to the grass and trees and heaven finally on your knees
Let me live again, let life come find me wanting.
Spring must strike again against the shield of winter.
Let me feel once more the arms of love surround me,
Telling me the dangers past, I need not fear the icy blast again.
song performed by by Genesis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The unknown feelings
No one will know who I truely am.
No one will know everything I can,
No one sees how much pain I am in,
No one knows this is a sin,
You will need to realize who I can be,
Just listen to me,
I am not the happy girl you see,
I am the one who is always alone and let be,
Walking alone in the cold winters night,
Slipping on ice, holding her legs to her chest tight,
As the cold whisps through her lungs they slowly freeze,
Then a cold breeze, whipped through ehr whole body making her quiver,
For winter is here and now she is there being left to shiver,
No one will ever know who she really was,
Only because now she is onlya was,
For that night she froze to death,
Because people assumed way to much,
For those people now are just the way they were before,
stupid and dumb,
for they do what they did to her to everyone else.
Thid girl died a lonely, sad, cold women,
who could have lived out her life if she hadnt fell,
if those peple wouldnt have said those words..
NO ONE WILL KNOW WHO I TRUELY AM BECASUE I AM NOW A WAS.
poem by Jade Smith
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Last Text
Up against my throat, I hold a hunting knife
This text will be my last
For, when it's done, I'll take my life
Oh, I'll have a blast
Through my throat, the knife will cut
Causing blood to spurt out of the open wound
I get a feeling of relief in my gut
For I know it'll all soon be over and done
And this text will be my last
It would be easier with a gun
But, either way, it'll be a blast
I won't die fast
But, oh, how it'll be a blast!
poem by Amy Parkinson
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When it will be spring
see flowers on my window
Cold winds whipping about
Soon I think
Wolves will begin to howl
When will it be spring?
Frozen days
When nature stands statue still
Cold hands, cold feet, cold heart
When will it be spring?
Haven’t heard a bird sing
The sun shines through a frozen haze
Sad days, cold days
When will it be spring?
poem by Jaya Ghosh
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The Sweetest Days
You and i, in this moment
Holding the night so close
Hanging on, still unbroken
While outside the thunder rolls
Listen now, you can hear our heartbeat
Warm against lifes bitter cold
These are the days
The sweetest days well know
There are times that scare me
Were rattle the house like a wind
Both of ours so unbending
We battle the fear within
All the while, life is rushing by us
Hold it now and dont let go
These are the days
The sweetest days well know
So well whisper a dream here in the darkness
Watching the stars till theyre gone
And then even the memories have all faded away
These days go on and on
Listen now, you can hear our heartbeat
Hold me now and dont let go
These are the days
Every day is the sweetest day well know
These are the days
The sweetest days well know
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Sugar-Plums
No, no, pretty sugar-plums! stay where you are!
Though my grandmother sent you to me from so far;
You look very nice, you would taste very sweet,
And I love you right well, yet not one will I eat.
For the poor slaves have labour'd, far down in the south,
To make you so sweet and so nice for my mouth;
But I want no slaves toiling for me in the sun,
Driven on with the whip, till the long day is done.
Perhaps some poor slave child, that hoed up the ground,
Round the cane in whose rich juice your sweetness was found,
Was flogg'd, till his mother cried sadly to see,
And I'm sure I want nobody beaten for me.
So grandma, I thank you for being so kind,
But your present, to-day, is not much to my mind;
Though I love you so dearly, I choose not to eat
Even what you have sent me by slavery made sweet.
Thus said little Fanny, and skipp'd off to play,
Leaving all her nice sugar-plums just where they lay,
As merry as if they had gone in her mouth,
And she had not cared for the slaves of the south.
poem by Elizabeth Margaret Chandler from Poetical Works (1836)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Life or something like it
A flower stretches toward the sun.
alone. unoticed such a pitiful sight
she will not give-up, no not this one
as darkness decends upon the land
a flower stretches toward the sun
alone in the shadows, there she will stand
and sit, and wait for coming of the sun
spring is over, summer is soon done
around the corner comes Winters icy blast
a flower stretches toward the sun
in the cold the lonely flower dies, at last
with a push and with some screams
somewhere a new life has just begun
a life full of hopes and of dreams
and a flower stretches toward the sun
JPM 2/8/2008
I continue to experiment with more formal types of poems this is my attempt at a Quatern
When Doves Cry
Dig if you will the picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can you my darling
Can you picture this?
Dream if you can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and you
How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (So cold)
Maybe I'm just too demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold
Maybe you're just like my mother
She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry
Touch if you will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You've got the butterflies all tied up
Don't make me chase you
Even doves have pride
How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
Maybe I'm just too demanding (maybe maybe)
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold (too bold)
Maybe you're just like my mother
She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other (why)
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry
ooh ooh ooh - baby
How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (a world so cold)
Maybe I'm just too demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold (you know
song performed by by Ginuwine from The Bachelor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Winters
Winters days are gray
And cold in their way.
A mystery Mist
Swirls gently with a twist
Threading its way
Threw the shadows of day
Winter is no longer kept at bay.
Winters winds whistle
And bend a dying thistle.
Clouds of grey race
As they chase
Across the winter scene
Winter is cold and mean
As can be seen.
By K. J. Stoker
poem by Katie Stoker
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