Bedtime Orison

Bedtime Orison
by Shweta Shenoy

An awakening spiritual poem of mankind

Changed

Changed
by M smiles

A short brief of how life changed a girl into who she is now.

Name has Value

Name has Value
by vkmaurya

Nature, behavior & name glow personality

Be Your Own Epitaph

Be Your Own Epitaph
by DavidBokolo

Write your name in gold while your can, that it will stand the ages to come, rugged and immortal.

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Upon the Savior's Footprint

Upon the Savior's Footprint
by DavidBokolo

A shimmering vision upon which my hope stays Yet, now I dwell in the squalor of earthly ruins A desolate forlornness amidst my strayed goals Only seeing darkly the brightness the morn brings

A Glorification

A Glorification
by Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

I accept responsibility
for my own voice.
No more fakeries,...

Dream

Dream

by red

may not be a poem

The ways of the Drifter

The ways of the Drifter
by DavidBokolo

"Life would not present to you, desired dreams, In a platter of gold overlaid in a velveteen pad, Rather, upon a rugged chipped off rocky highway" It is a constant struggle.

Up to Now

Up to Now
by Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

Up to now I still have to use my head
To tell you I’m mad.
I must ignore the turmoil...

Go to the Child

Go to the Child
by Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

Live now, though despair is not over.
Never mind the bleeding scratch.
Go to the child. Attend not the hour...

Wanderer

Wanderer
by Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

Here I am, driving my car,
the goal getting nearer,
but I guess the sky...

Don´t Jump

Don´t Jump
by purpletears

Please, don´t jump!

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Old Poet

Old Poet
by Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

His eyes are dull,
yellow, sometimes red.
His beard is white,...

Watch Me

Watch Me
by Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

Come watch me, all eyes,
my motion fluid and precise.
Arms wide open, waiting...

Tired

Tired
by Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

Why suffer all the heavy thoughts,
why not drop them all,
have I grown too soft or lazy?...

IN TIMES LIKE THESE

IN TIMES LIKE THESE
by DavidBokolo

Giving expression to my thoughts: at moment of trials and perils of life what decision would one make.

Why ask?

Why ask?
by Velantra

There is only one thing in life: every one desire to be loved.

When I'm Weary

When I'm Weary
by Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.

When I’m weary
I usually go out
And prowl the streets,...

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Black

Black

by arotao@outlook.com

A poem about the grip of heroine

Free

Free

by posh m

a poem about freedom in life.

We Have Been Here.

We Have Been Here.
by Surinam27

Where did we come from? What is life? What is there in future?

Stagnancy

Stagnancy
by dotdotdot

Beneath the dome of glass,

Knelt a figure ill and dry....

The Box of Life. 1. Hope

The Box of Life. 1. Hope
by Lea Ebio

a series of poems about my personal views regarding diffent entities of mankind. this first poem is about HOPE...hoping, having and losing hope

Memory

Memory

by Lea Ebio

it's passing by

Life in a tomb

Life in a tomb
by Merrianeth Merramin

What could be more wonderful than an oxymoron, or the fact that a coin has two sides? I mean isn't it wonderful when something thought to be purely one thing shows an opposing side; a beautiful side - making it seem out of place? Enjoy!