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Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction - Published by DU Poetry members most recently online.
Kexby
Poem Published
14th Oct 2018 12:08pm
14th Oct 2018 12:08pm
Strolling
I met you strolling in the park
A wistful beauty sad and hurt
So much I felt the pain.
I was unready, so I thought
To start another life,
But walked the park again
And stayed to walk it yet again.
Where this may lead I do not know
must not ask....Whom to ask?
The future not mine to know,
I can but cast a backward glance
see from whence I came
remember every stone I tripped
each muddy patch I trod.
There will be hills to climb
And risks to take,
No more than yesterday.
No less than tomorrow ...
A wistful beauty sad and hurt
So much I felt the pain.
I was unready, so I thought
To start another life,
But walked the park again
And stayed to walk it yet again.
Where this may lead I do not know
must not ask....Whom to ask?
The future not mine to know,
I can but cast a backward glance
see from whence I came
remember every stone I tripped
each muddy patch I trod.
There will be hills to climb
And risks to take,
No more than yesterday.
No less than tomorrow ...
#hope
#motivational
#respect
20 reads
2 Comments
Bender
Jarlath
Jarlath
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2018 9:04pm
22nd Aug 2018 9:04pm
Standing There
I saw her standing there.
Gently wrestling with despair.
Gladly would I take her place.
A single tear rolls down her face.
Golden hair reflects the sun.
Looking back on battles won.
Still some fight left in her eyes.
Love too, much to her surprise.
The pain inside is far too real.
I'm no thief, but this I'd steal.
If only for a little while.
Her face would light up with a smile.
I read her life in what she writes.
Restless days, and sleepless nights.
So much more than what it seems.
I often hold her...
Gently wrestling with despair.
Gladly would I take her place.
A single tear rolls down her face.
Golden hair reflects the sun.
Looking back on battles won.
Still some fight left in her eyes.
Love too, much to her surprise.
The pain inside is far too real.
I'm no thief, but this I'd steal.
If only for a little while.
Her face would light up with a smile.
I read her life in what she writes.
Restless days, and sleepless nights.
So much more than what it seems.
I often hold her...
#love
#relationships
#friendship
83 reads
5 Comments
AEMelia564
Y
Y
Poem Published
15th Feb 2018 6:32pm
15th Feb 2018 6:32pm
Oo
Nimbus
In a sky
Of
Snow
White
Edges
Bloom
Far
We dance
In a ring
Around
the moon
Our cradle
Dark sap
Leeks
From
Our lips
As we speak
Firned eyes
Open
From dusk
To dusk
Behold us not
Mortal man
Bearer of the light
No dwarf
None
Shall break
This bone
An eye for an eye ...
In a sky
Of
Snow
White
Edges
Bloom
Far
We dance
In a ring
Around
the moon
Our cradle
Dark sap
Leeks
From
Our lips
As we speak
Firned eyes
Open
From dusk
To dusk
Behold us not
Mortal man
Bearer of the light
No dwarf
None
Shall break
This bone
An eye for an eye ...
#dark
#shadows
#spiritual
#mythology
#magic
173 reads
4 Comments
archetype23
Poem Published
7th Sep 2018 6:39am
7th Sep 2018 6:39am
ICED ICE HEIST
ICED ICE HEIST
Conceited
conceded
cunt seated
can see dead
defeated
deal heated
duel leaded
diluted ice
deluded dice
end ties
and dies
ill-luted
eluded
tit sight
It's tight!
---Crotch rob caught tribe---
---Botched job bought bribe---
berated bare brothers
B-rated beer lovers
in a dead-end befriended
deal ended lended
and dead handed hired hand
no demand for diamonds for a dying man
Eye's despised spice price
ICED ICE HEIST
Conceited
conceded
cunt seated
can see dead
defeated
deal heated
duel leaded
diluted ice
deluded dice
end ties
and dies
ill-luted
eluded
tit sight
It's tight!
---Crotch rob caught tribe---
---Botched job bought bribe---
berated bare brothers
B-rated beer lovers
in a dead-end befriended
deal ended lended
and dead handed hired hand
no demand for diamonds for a dying man
Eye's despised spice price
ICED ICE HEIST
#money
#rhyming
#metaphor
55 reads
4 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
29th Jan 2018 2:25am
29th Jan 2018 2:25am
Apocalypse part 5
6pm
Rouge: " what's with that stick you carry?"
Journey: " I've decided to craft and carry this.
every since the apocalypse began, for protection...."
they continued their walk into town....
it's starting to get dark....
they find a town house scarce of any other people;
Rouge: " what do you think brought the aliens here?"
Journey: " not sure, but think of all the contaminated
waste...
Rouge: " what's with that stick you carry?"
Journey: " I've decided to craft and carry this.
every since the apocalypse began, for protection...."
they continued their walk into town....
it's starting to get dark....
they find a town house scarce of any other people;
Rouge: " what do you think brought the aliens here?"
Journey: " not sure, but think of all the contaminated
waste...
#LifeStruggles
#earth
#universe
#shadows
#aliens
104 reads
0 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
29th Apr 2015 7:05am
29th Apr 2015 7:05am
Reminiscent (Co-written with Rose)
I'd been waiting, not for just anyone
I'd know by the way my smile gave away
my happiness, and so it was trivial to time
or day that he should be the one to be creative
with my smiles that I so gave up willingly to
the boy with the blue eyes, the one to take my heart.
This is the place we met as young kids
An old playground that seemed to be everything at that age
I can still imagine it in my head, you blowing dandelions into the air
Standing there with your blond hair and white dress
Me being so fascinated, I couldn’t help but...
I'd know by the way my smile gave away
my happiness, and so it was trivial to time
or day that he should be the one to be creative
with my smiles that I so gave up willingly to
the boy with the blue eyes, the one to take my heart.
This is the place we met as young kids
An old playground that seemed to be everything at that age
I can still imagine it in my head, you blowing dandelions into the air
Standing there with your blond hair and white dress
Me being so fascinated, I couldn’t help but...
442 reads
6 Comments
EliW
Illusion
Illusion
Poem Published
21st May 2018 5:53pm
21st May 2018 5:53pm
Loners place
Like a whisper,
an echo of torment,
Sometimes he stops by to soothe my pain
but he still knows who he is
he stands alone.
For no one, his songs are sung.
Another loner,
my companion,
he is known by the name Wind.
Then there are two... who are one in mind.
I created them as love, the only one I trust.
They are the guardians of my soul, I keep it locked.
Two loners, companions,
Two wolves.
This place
Absinthe green night sky, warm blue by day
Rich with rain clouds and static...
an echo of torment,
Sometimes he stops by to soothe my pain
but he still knows who he is
he stands alone.
For no one, his songs are sung.
Another loner,
my companion,
he is known by the name Wind.
Then there are two... who are one in mind.
I created them as love, the only one I trust.
They are the guardians of my soul, I keep it locked.
Two loners, companions,
Two wolves.
This place
Absinthe green night sky, warm blue by day
Rich with rain clouds and static...
#loneliness
#dreams
#nature
#peace
#FreeVerse
107 reads
6 Comments
rosegold
Poem Published
21st May 2018 8:01pm
21st May 2018 8:01pm
Poetry Fairy
She fluttered my way, one
Sunday afternoon,
as I sat feeding ducks
by Lake Linda
Her gorgeous green eyes –
her deep scarlet wings –
her glittering dress –
she intrigued me.
Her voice sang out
in perfect verse,
calling poetically, magically...
inviting me into her story:
“Write with me
Come on a journey
I'll show you how to be free
“Black ink
Carefully penned
Follow my lead, my friend
“Write with me
Explore your mind
...
Sunday afternoon,
as I sat feeding ducks
by Lake Linda
Her gorgeous green eyes –
her deep scarlet wings –
her glittering dress –
she intrigued me.
Her voice sang out
in perfect verse,
calling poetically, magically...
inviting me into her story:
“Write with me
Come on a journey
I'll show you how to be free
“Black ink
Carefully penned
Follow my lead, my friend
“Write with me
Explore your mind
...
#friendship
#fairies
#NaPoWriMo2018
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
115 reads
8 Comments
again
Poem Published
15th Dec 2013 00:15am
15th Dec 2013 00:15am
Miss understood
Miss understood
I once wrote
epicurial poetry
then sliced them afresh
now I hate reading more than seven lines
but you I admire
as you say so much
in so little
like a touch on an elbow
I gave a class gal
years ago
a German
till today I recall her say
....Misssssss seeeee...
then she wiped off her lips
no smile
no frown
but silence came over her
she knew I did not do it
on purpose
I learned then and there
I am and will always be miss -understood
As I always...
I once wrote
epicurial poetry
then sliced them afresh
now I hate reading more than seven lines
but you I admire
as you say so much
in so little
like a touch on an elbow
I gave a class gal
years ago
a German
till today I recall her say
....Misssssss seeeee...
then she wiped off her lips
no smile
no frown
but silence came over her
she knew I did not do it
on purpose
I learned then and there
I am and will always be miss -understood
As I always...
327 reads
2 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
15th Oct 2018 00:04am
15th Oct 2018 00:04am
SOME DAY IN THE FUTURE
Your 4 year-old sister's
Balloon found its way
Off her wrist and
Away
Into the blue
And she cried
And she could not
Understand
But five year-old you
Cried with her
And watched it
Singularly focused
Until you could not
See it
Any longer
I think you learned something
Let's chat about this
Some day
In the future
Balloon found its way
Off her wrist and
Away
Into the blue
And she cried
And she could not
Understand
But five year-old you
Cried with her
And watched it
Singularly focused
Until you could not
See it
Any longer
I think you learned something
Let's chat about this
Some day
In the future
#sadness
#childhood
#learning
19 reads
2 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
18th Sep 2018 10:59pm
18th Sep 2018 10:59pm
The Twisted OZ (Extended)
#parody
49 reads
4 Comments
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