Submissions by lxdollarsxl
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just being me, the best i can be
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Oct 2012 2:22pm
20th Oct 2012 2:22pm
An angel
The sun, moon and stars are jealous
For they know they cannot compete
No smile is quite as beautiful, not even falling snow
As the one of the angel, that I am glad I know
An enigma wild and free
Dropped her spell on me
Even flowers bow their heads as she passes by
Have you ever noticed how even the brightest clouds cry
Beauty for her is not just skin deep
A beautiful caring, sincere soul you could find no better to meet
She walks like a goddess from on high
Why she ever looked at me, I often wonder why
...
For they know they cannot compete
No smile is quite as beautiful, not even falling snow
As the one of the angel, that I am glad I know
An enigma wild and free
Dropped her spell on me
Even flowers bow their heads as she passes by
Have you ever noticed how even the brightest clouds cry
Beauty for her is not just skin deep
A beautiful caring, sincere soul you could find no better to meet
She walks like a goddess from on high
Why she ever looked at me, I often wonder why
...
798 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Oct 2012 4:22pm
19th Oct 2012 4:22pm
Mankind's empty legacy
Elegantly they stand
Statuesque vermillion soldiers
Sweet scented
At attention
Overseeing the meadows
Could that be why they were chosen?
To remember to protectors that had fallen
Those that had protected these dales
The snapping bulldogs
So young to die
Each year the vermillion brings a tear, to many an eye
Emblazoned on many a chest
Recognition of those put to the ultimate test
They said no more war
This would be the last
No more pain
Yet they send more to lie beneath the sod
More crushed vermillion soldiers...
Statuesque vermillion soldiers
Sweet scented
At attention
Overseeing the meadows
Could that be why they were chosen?
To remember to protectors that had fallen
Those that had protected these dales
The snapping bulldogs
So young to die
Each year the vermillion brings a tear, to many an eye
Emblazoned on many a chest
Recognition of those put to the ultimate test
They said no more war
This would be the last
No more pain
Yet they send more to lie beneath the sod
More crushed vermillion soldiers...
629 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Oct 2012 3:10pm
19th Oct 2012 3:10pm
Now not in twenty years
It is complicity to be silent
To wash the brain clean
Blood still sticks to the hands
Covers the soul
A voice is but small silence
Joined with a million others it is not
It becomes an avalanche of conscience
A changer of direction
Do not be silent any longer
Add your verbal silence to the many
Roar out the battle cry
We want no more
Become a passive yet aggressive voice
Drag the warmongers from their towers by paper ladders
Give your disapproval
Let them know it has to stop
Not in twenty years
Not in twenty days
Not in...
To wash the brain clean
Blood still sticks to the hands
Covers the soul
A voice is but small silence
Joined with a million others it is not
It becomes an avalanche of conscience
A changer of direction
Do not be silent any longer
Add your verbal silence to the many
Roar out the battle cry
We want no more
Become a passive yet aggressive voice
Drag the warmongers from their towers by paper ladders
Give your disapproval
Let them know it has to stop
Not in twenty years
Not in twenty days
Not in...
671 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Oct 2012 11:10pm
18th Oct 2012 11:10pm
Rocking the foundations
Deep pewter shining, singing eyes
A fascinating pathway to her soul
The gateway to her prodigious mind
Exploring within, amongst the difficulties of closed doors
Knocking wanting to open them
Waiting for the invitation to arrive in a smile
Amazement, confusion slows progress through every twist along each path
Challenging my long believed thoughts
Fixed as they were immoveable in stone
Silently admonishing with gentle entreaties to let them go
To ponder
To dream
To re-evaluate values that are redundant
It is a maze behind the...
A fascinating pathway to her soul
The gateway to her prodigious mind
Exploring within, amongst the difficulties of closed doors
Knocking wanting to open them
Waiting for the invitation to arrive in a smile
Amazement, confusion slows progress through every twist along each path
Challenging my long believed thoughts
Fixed as they were immoveable in stone
Silently admonishing with gentle entreaties to let them go
To ponder
To dream
To re-evaluate values that are redundant
It is a maze behind the...
637 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Oct 2012 1:05pm
17th Oct 2012 1:05pm
Another Grey Lady
She is the lady in grey
Happiness is the illusion
Content to wrap up the bad
Hiding it in the gold of her heart
She is the lady in grey
Never sure about tomorrow
Nor even if the dawn will break for her
In her one room home in the Bronx
Her tears stain her goldenness
She is the lady in grey
Wishing
Hoping
Praying
Just for a chance
A knight in shining armour
She is the lady in grey
Whose tears are crimson from the pain
Laying the that black dingy room
Only the cockroaches for company
Her strength ebbing...
Happiness is the illusion
Content to wrap up the bad
Hiding it in the gold of her heart
She is the lady in grey
Never sure about tomorrow
Nor even if the dawn will break for her
In her one room home in the Bronx
Her tears stain her goldenness
She is the lady in grey
Wishing
Hoping
Praying
Just for a chance
A knight in shining armour
She is the lady in grey
Whose tears are crimson from the pain
Laying the that black dingy room
Only the cockroaches for company
Her strength ebbing...
662 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Oct 2012 1:01pm
17th Oct 2012 1:01pm
Tangos
Tangos through the silken mist
Transcending the space between realities
Prodding
Informing
Quickening of the dreaming pulse
While all the time
Synchronising
Beating hearts keeping time
Rhythmic hypnotic moments that wander past
Since the apple first fell
Bitten in lusts frenzied dance
Dreams have become life’s invitation
The world between
Woman the guide to man, with man the woman’s
Cajoling each in the mists
What is to be?
What has gone?
Separated
Yet one and the same within all realities
The now being all,...
Transcending the space between realities
Prodding
Informing
Quickening of the dreaming pulse
While all the time
Synchronising
Beating hearts keeping time
Rhythmic hypnotic moments that wander past
Since the apple first fell
Bitten in lusts frenzied dance
Dreams have become life’s invitation
The world between
Woman the guide to man, with man the woman’s
Cajoling each in the mists
What is to be?
What has gone?
Separated
Yet one and the same within all realities
The now being all,...
546 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 11:25pm
16th Oct 2012 11:25pm
Love is a dangerous child
Love is a dangerous child
Unpredictable
Always confusing
Tantrums from a jealous heart
Stomp and scream without foundation
Yet, still we love
Sensibility does not enter the equation
There is no right or wrong way
So there is no balance
Slipping one way or the other
In or out
No middle ground
There are no ethics in competing for another’s love
To win or be vanquished
Love is the mistress
A dangerous one too
Unpredictable
Always confusing
Tantrums from a jealous heart
Stomp and scream without foundation
Yet, still we love
Sensibility does not enter the equation
There is no right or wrong way
So there is no balance
Slipping one way or the other
In or out
No middle ground
There are no ethics in competing for another’s love
To win or be vanquished
Love is the mistress
A dangerous one too
639 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 11:22pm
16th Oct 2012 11:22pm
No regrets, no blame
There will be no tears
Just a bloodstained blot on life
There is nobody there
No family
No wife
Alone to the end
Wrapped up in the grey cloak of emptiness
Yes, I loved
One more anything to the end
Did she love back?
Possibly in a different way
Not as deep
Not as committed
She does not see those fiery streaks in the sky
The shooting stars of lovers
Her heart is lost in the wilderness
Fuelled by an occasional need
Each affair not reaching too deep
Fearful of real love
Any real commitment
Fearing the pain, she once...
Just a bloodstained blot on life
There is nobody there
No family
No wife
Alone to the end
Wrapped up in the grey cloak of emptiness
Yes, I loved
One more anything to the end
Did she love back?
Possibly in a different way
Not as deep
Not as committed
She does not see those fiery streaks in the sky
The shooting stars of lovers
Her heart is lost in the wilderness
Fuelled by an occasional need
Each affair not reaching too deep
Fearful of real love
Any real commitment
Fearing the pain, she once...
844 reads
2 Comments
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