Favorite songs in Poems – “Ain’t no Love”
Ain’t no Love by Whitesnake Ain’t no love in the heart of the city Of empty souls that seem zombied By their money and daily
"I never started a poem whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering." - Robert Frost
Ain’t no Love by Whitesnake Ain’t no love in the heart of the city Of empty souls that seem zombied By their money and daily
Our animal companions are a constant source of entertainment and company. I didn’t intend offering a home to a cat, but she intending living with
We’re all living in the fast lane today. We run day in and day out to get ahead in life. You know we can’t seem
Another Christmas morning has come, but the experience feels new My entire body becomes conscious I don’t know what to do Well, I have an
Another gray December day I don’t blame her these last years for not wanting to stay We are left with tears. A December year of
I start from here, the spiral of my DNA inherited through the blood, sweat, and tears of my ancestors. My roots are here, and I won’t uproot them despite all
I am sitting down here Wondering why I feel I did not achieve A significant mile Of bragging experience My writing contest Is numerous village
A poem about soulmates On that fateful day Searching the shadows I cannot wait to see you In your shining hue beaming like a floodlight
It sits gets comfortable – There’s an elephant on my chest It sighs contemplates the view – There’s an elephant on my chest It sleeps
The butterfly gains its wings After being consumed in a cocoon For days or weeks on end What sacrifice must’ve been made To be turned
I am tired of failing The things I do not forget The pain and the pressure Made me regret But deeper inside me I know
Along dark rolling hills,Stained in battle kills,Stand men begging “stop”,As shadows swallow grain crop;A woman stares them down. They mockingly jeered before,She accepted their insulting
The little things in life always count. If you show a little kindness along the way, it will always be appreciated. It will count and
This poem relates to the loss of true friends in previous decades when forms of communication were less easy, but travelling or living abroad was
I am dumb and Dahmer, leave the smart and Jerry to the farmer, I also pet only Doberman Pinschers and Pugs, shoot everything: semen, cops,
There is no snow but plenty of ribbons and bows, There is no real tree but no less Christmassy, There is no need for a
Somebody messes up, Somebody lets you down I never was one to speak about you You haven’t been around I wish I had asked the
A non-living thing, teaching lessons of life. A lesson of solitude, being ourselves, To confine to our crampled circles. Just like the social net made
Poems I wrote in quarantine, part 2 There is no collective bargaining for us No HR department mediating conflictNo board of ethics,Annual meetings, Budget proposals,
Cars drove by, a simple sigh at six in the morning, The day starts and the body drops, Shots heard on the block in the
A poem about poems If I wrote one hundred poems,would one of them be good enough,speak to someone,scratch an itch,or grace the pages of a
Diving into Triolet I found that Poetry form today on Medium and I decided immediately to try it. I sat with the crow on a
She brought me flowers Because she was sad She brought me flowers She didn’t have Any money Left to save But she brought me flowers
Please move to the back of the carriage Here she comes.Here he comes?Here they come? Pulling into the station, a hearty beasta flurry of chaotic
Like an imaginary Messiah, I live nowhere, I sleep nowhere, stress in my head like a gap instead of a brain I get from my
A Prose Poem What if the plane that you were on crashes into a mountain? What if the mole on your cheek turns out to
I’m just like you, ready for beating, stabbing and rape, and see no reason why your life should not be the one that I’ll take,
People say you can’t go back in time. So, you need to try to get your ducks in a line. You need to tell people
This poem is a diamante: a seven-line poem that takes the shape of a diamond (see the image below for an accurate visual of this
An ode to ‘La Dolce Vita’ Photo by Pixabay from Pexels: https://www.pexels.com/photo/boats-and-body-of-water-417344/ I needed an escape,a refuge, and a retreat.I didn’t know what to dobecause
I don’t think I belong, anymore Not in this house, on this road, in this town I was 17 when we came here Fresh faced,
On YouTube Lyrics Many people search for loyal friends and lovers. But loyalty should be mutual. Since it is a rarity to find loyally’s people,
I knew you, I knew you, I knew you. And I will never know you again.
I need to be left alone. That’s all. There’s nothing wrong. I’m not upset, and I don’t want to explain. There’s nothing to explain anyway.
a sort of shriek strangled and savage rather like a sounding bell but shorter, sighing a sinking separation snorting with insolence resounding in the snout
a void is a void (is a void a void?) how about avoid? (haha) but seriously, though, is before a beginning the same as after
While having a high fever Still, I want to rhyme Stanzas are my believers For prejudice and pride Poems are my achievement I am giving
Here in my hollow I sleep Alone I have been Hungry I have been Whores Liars Cheaters They all are And I am forgotten They
Sometimes Itoe the line en pointejust before leapfrogging overand then I findthat my wanderingmind traces constellationsfrom the momentsthat brought me downfloored and unmade meand I’ve
like the earth is yawningmouth open, eyes closedin the somnambulant birthof a chasm between us our divides are wide open—wounds, suddenly festeringin a place where
I stood up to a pray the other day I raise my hands up to the sky I fall to my knees again I weep
On YouTube Lyrics “Truly Madly Deeply” I’ll be your dream, I’ll be your wish, I’ll be your fantasy I feel like I am your nightmare,
Do you have company,Or did they invite themselves in? Because I’ve met out friends,And when they play you’ll never win. Rarely are they angry,But they
Can I stay, And die amongst the forgotten? Can I live my seconds, Amongst the decayed and rotten? There is no place for me, Where
Catch it early Winter light When late morning Rushes to afternoon dusk Last gasp of the sun Fills the earth with glory Day gives up
It’s morning, early that quiet, still time before the world stirs and I’m sitting on our blue couch in the living room waiting for my
A follow up to Summer’s Promise Gone I’m wandering, wandering in my dreams. Looking for something, Searching for the key. Can I find anything That
Come little ones,To woods and hide,Don’t be afraid,You’re safe inside. Don’t look behind,Just walk on by,Plug your ears shut,Don’t hear them cry. They don’t love
To the one, I used to know Thank you for your warmth and glow Many days were exceptional because of you The still of your
A Christmas Poem for Children (and Everyone Else) A pointy hat and a pair of pointy shoes, Grinning from pointy ear to pointy ear, Stealing
It happens in a split second. When something clicks and reality shifts. And all those painful thoughts just mist away. Suddenly, the heart feels peace,
Inspired by: Inner Beauty Lie on my WattPad poems collection “Moment of Silence” I am closer to forty With one cycle, more Last year I
I’ve been here before In the house that never sleeps It used to sit at the end of a dirt road Sick and alone Kids
Lower end extends through the basement of the bottom, higher top is in peak with the tallest mountain, Regional direction spreads across the silver coast,
We were dealt a shitty hand We should have been loved Then maybe we would have know how to love We… I should have looked
Checking for blood and vice versa, draw it slowly so it hurts them also there was another option; shoot it up through the vein with
If the safe’s been unlocked and the content is gone, lightly heard the sound of a moan, path thru has been blocked, “Do not enter”
A woman’s life — consumed with self-hatred,exiled from her creative source —wasted beauty and passion.Soul— lost to guilt and shame.Reclaim your birthright —shine endlessly,banish fear
Some say nothing is so wonderful as one sweet little smile. I felt it so doubtful Until it blossomed from your lips. An angel carved
A Nonet — We were teenagers when we first met, He came up to me and said “Hi”. I was drawn into his world, Charmed
Today is a strangely rainy day Is it connected to my crying? The silent cry is casual in March It is right after February’s lover
Reflection You hide from A shy smile And yet I’ve captured What captivates me The mirror only tells Its secrets When you take away The
by author I’m not having a Martha Christmas time. But I’m not much of a Mary either. I’m reminded on a Sunday -Emmanuel- God with
Image by Author The light clicks on and boots stroll inAs sawdust stirs, the faintest grin.The boards lay stacked, to be made whole;They calmly wait
society is lulled asleep Everything has been so easy the dagon doesnt have To wait long to devour us in our sleep Now dragon rumbles
Look out over your bed, In the nothing by the door, And you will find a chilling sight, The eyes in the night. They
As above, so below… It may all come down to this. It may all come down to this. Gray above and gray about: Soft vapor,
I thought about the color yellowand howit had drowned out all the other colors of my life. The stench of cowardice,drenching the vitality of green,dispelling
Law boys and aging shadows, that’s the company of our town for tonight, you didn’t think before I’ve handed you the dollars, instantly gave up
Listen to the echoes Of my heartbeat Flow-through the membranes Of your soul Hoping to penetrate In the highest levels Of the vibrations That we
Tired… sat down at last from battles for the knowledge of Manchester, Newcastle’s pigments in the air, it always will be there, past modesty and
I made this video from one of my humorous poems I once wrote, describing how Humpty Dumpty felt about life throughout each of the year’s
I feel as if I’m free as a bird yet trapped as a caged animal To see if life is back, I pull away the
The railway here has no station, no tracks or trains in sight the remnants live in extirpation from their prior life. In its place, a
Where were you When I found myself drowning Caught in the riptide of Unpopular opinion? My only crime Being who I am Walking my particular
A bit of nostalgia Becoming a wish For something much better Then billing or sadness Something like this New career objective Of eternal love in
3 Haikus The smoky scent of burnt flowers from a candle freshens up the room. —- Faded colors of air-dried blush pink rose petals brightens
I both loathe and love the great; They cheat me by living far longer than I will allow. It means I must come back for
Depression is invisible. No one sees the darkness permeating, invading the deepest corners of my heart, mind and soul. No one sees the darkness poisoning
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In fields of lavender, where the sun glows A purple angel descended, her wings did show Her robes were flowing like a river’s stream And
When You’re around which I find funny because Dreaming is usually for the night And it’s perfectly fine to Daydream But I’m not the Average
Who are the outlaws in society today? Look around yourself in the world every day. What do you see? You can always tell who the
“the calvary has arrived”scream the online sycophantsfrom behind glowing white screenstheir rhetoric littered withinvention and lies— they’ve mislaid too many “u”sto be Canadian a Trump 2024
Her eyes smile good morning as I enter We say hello. she grabs my attention casually The soft curvature of her smile takes my breath
Love is a rainbow in the sky. Love is beauty in your eye. Oh, love is a kiss from the one close to you. Love
Tasteful bliss, Colourful freedom Broken wings of Mother nature Sighting love with the relic of normality Halt the world For its deranged morality Feet of order, Eyes
Written by a forgetful, wanting, neglectful, dishevelled human who yearns for good, and is thankful for a more religious, perfect constant. I hope this is
One of these days if I make it to heaven, when my life on this earth is over, I’m gonna sit down and visit with
Travel for a bed, Leaving deceit in their head, A regret before your dead, But who cares; you got fed. Love what you hate, Stay
I thought that I would never see A fight regarding poetry. Life can venture nothing worse, Than fisticuffs o’er flowing verse. * If poems be
This poem at first read, describes the abuse, overuse and inconsiderate way people have sometimes engaged with this world. It is not a political comment,
What shape of a man do you want, To be when you wish you weren’t? A lesson you can embody within, Lived rather than learnt.
There are days I have to be stronger These times I can’t bear stress any longer I want someone to tell me everything will be
Image by Author The breeze blows strong through leaves of greenHot sun is out in full.Towards the floor, falls seed unseenHelpless to the pull. The
Culture shock sometimes feels likestaying home—hibernatingthrough the winter of my inadequatelanguage skills, hoping that one daythe onslaught of not belongingis replaced with a longingto unravel
On YouTube Lyrics Some songs always make me remember things I want originally forget. I love this one especially because it stops me to go
What I know now about love I would’ve told you that Karma doesn’t matter. I know there are those who disagree But this is the
The affliction suffered has decayed the body Taking within, killing the inside slowly Once a warrior, now unable to stand Tightly holding on to dignity
Prompt: Home Remedies *** The ancient Greeks used silphium to extinction as contraception. *** Drink bitter water. (Biblical termination.) It will come away. *** Cotton
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