Submissions by Ralph_Tamez (Wasere)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Words written is what I've felt . Feelings spoken, you keep a token..no money is worth what gets left behind .
Tiny dancer
I'm always with you
Forever apart yet in my heart
Your memory remains
Not a days passing
I'm not wishing you were here
So young was your year
If time was mine
you would be here
My little dear
Images of you dancing and singing
Lift my heart ever so
I count lights on this highway of time
Soon they will dissappear
Just as my time will also near.
Forever apart yet in my heart
Your memory remains
Not a days passing
I'm not wishing you were here
So young was your year
If time was mine
you would be here
My little dear
Images of you dancing and singing
Lift my heart ever so
I count lights on this highway of time
Soon they will dissappear
Just as my time will also near.
#death
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Without you
It's been a hard thing to do. Your love was so fragile and sometimes I didn't know what to do. One thing is for certain. I really love you ,and these tears arent few. I've been at the ends of relations before . But yours has knocked down my blue beyond blue. Every waking moment they are filled with you. I asked you for marriage that we could be true.. my passion to take you where you never dared to venture was waiting for you. You were always enticed for passions new.. I felt it was better ,when your ring was,on you. before unleashing your waters and i give it to you. My wife you'd become...
#love
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Stroll along
As I stroll along .. this road today. Reminded of, the words she'd say. I fell in love ,with on the way..She called up on, a rainy day. When lots of puddles lay in the way..The warmth she gave, lit up that day. all those puddles, dried away. The sun now bright , lit up the night . I found my way to her that day . I stroll along lifes path today . With the words she used to say....Oh how I miss ...that rainy day.
#WritingPoetry
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yesterday
was loves yesterday
Still there for me?
Like a little green rose seed
Who wanted to flee
That little green rose seed
Means so much to me...
As i sit by the river
My eyes look about
In hopes of ever seeing
That dear little sprout
Her thorns may be many
Her troubles not few..
Yet ..beauty.. is what I see
Maybe I'm a fool to wait this long..
Yet if I leave
Then surely it'd never be.
Her love so precious to me
I dream of the places we've both yet to see.. as side by side we both get to be.. ...
Still there for me?
Like a little green rose seed
Who wanted to flee
That little green rose seed
Means so much to me...
As i sit by the river
My eyes look about
In hopes of ever seeing
That dear little sprout
Her thorns may be many
Her troubles not few..
Yet ..beauty.. is what I see
Maybe I'm a fool to wait this long..
Yet if I leave
Then surely it'd never be.
Her love so precious to me
I dream of the places we've both yet to see.. as side by side we both get to be.. ...
#separation
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Satan's Tusk
#lust
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A lone moon
As I look up
at the midnight sky
I ask myself. ..why
Why must you be alone
On such a beautiful night
If there were two
It would be such a beautiful sight
Like two doves
in flight
Side by side
Twirling with delight
I close my eyes
Often dreaming of the two
Who's love was the gravity
That held them true
Each one using that love
To see them through
Upon looking closer
There are scars i see
From some lonely drifter
That could not
Just let them be...
at the midnight sky
I ask myself. ..why
Why must you be alone
On such a beautiful night
If there were two
It would be such a beautiful sight
Like two doves
in flight
Side by side
Twirling with delight
I close my eyes
Often dreaming of the two
Who's love was the gravity
That held them true
Each one using that love
To see them through
Upon looking closer
There are scars i see
From some lonely drifter
That could not
Just let them be...
#heartbroken
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Woodhaven Lakes
As the leaves begin to fall
And the pesky flies no longer crawl
I set the camp fire
Left with only memories
Of when ...
I had it all
Her sweet whispers ....
I sit and recall. .
I now
miss them all
And the pesky flies no longer crawl
I set the camp fire
Left with only memories
Of when ...
I had it all
Her sweet whispers ....
I sit and recall. .
I now
miss them all
#heartbroken
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