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Poem Details | by
Sandra Adams |
Categories:
august, autumn, death, september, summer,
it’s always august’s end
september’s beginning
that bothers me the most
i feel that brush of cool air
press against me
like a kiss on dead lips
the trees are now painted
a sunset’s reflection
but all i see is red
in summer’s end
the leaves dance gracefully
beneath the winds
one last time
before they fall
the trees will soon stand
blank of life
like you and you and you
and my mind
as i remember
each ending
as i watched them
fall from life
amongst summer’s end
09/07/13
Poem Details | by
brittney lopez |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, america, angel, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, body, books, boyfriend, car, celebration, childhood, children, city, class, computer, conflict, dad, emotions,
My knees were the things that
kept me up and my skin is my
cutting board my eyes are the
rain clouds to the fire running
down my arms and my heart is
the fire place that keeps me
burning so calm
Poem Details | by
Smail Poems |
Categories:
abuse, allah, anger, angst, anniversary, august, basketball, beautiful, bereavement, betrayal,
A devil
Evil spirit
Regarded as cruel
The jealousy
Poem Details | by
Smail Poems |
Categories:
art, august, beach, beautiful, bereavement, birthday, black african american, child,
Fluffy floppy furball
Chewie chompie carnivorous
Nom nom nom
Poem Details | by
Ezekiel Adodo |
Categories:
absence, age, angel, anti bullying, august, baseball, bereavement,
My God, i cant stay quiet,
for i took the wrong diet,
maybe i should have cooked it,
but impatience made me eat,
could not wait for lunch,
for i was hungry that much,
the dished passed across my nose,
waking up my hunger dose.
pass me the dish please,
i said with ease,
for i am hungry,
and when am hungry i get angry.
A thrust into the plate,
with great ecstasy i ate,
feeling happy,
each spoon had a different story.
Things later went sour,
felt bad at the wrong hour,
vomiting, my stomach broken,
whats the cause: food poison.
EzyFabanatu All Rights Reserved © 28th
March, 2014
Poem Details | by
brittney lopez |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, allah, allegory, angel, anger, angst, april, art, august, baseball, basketball, best friend, birthday, books, cousin, culture, dad, death, depression, desire, dream, drink, education, emo, eulogy, faith,
They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.
Poem Details | by
Robert Lindley |
Categories:
angel, change, dedication, farewell, grief, lost love, time,
Night Of The August Moon
She loved and left all too soon
my lover from nights of the August moon
Hair so black with eyes so blue
we joined, we fell in deep love , we two
Time stood still as we demand
our hearts beat in each other's hand
Dawns birthed new days of thrills
we roamed the valleys and forested hills
Ages passed in those blissful days
hold out against life's mysterious ways
Fate sent its messenger to cast
a separation that sadly did forever last
Sun is black each day at high noon
as I cry for my lover of The August Moon
Robert J. Lindley, 1/1-2015
Poem Details | by
Michael Miers |
Categories:
absence, age, angel, anti bullying, august, baseball, bereavement,
Patiently waiting in a line
eyeballed an wary
harsh barking of subterranean cultures
standing weary and inured
to the rotten
fug
the rotten
oxygen
inside the high walls and wire, the weighted stone of
the convicted
existing like convicts
Poem Details | by
Anthony O. Mitchell Jr. |
Categories:
age, april, august, autumn, beautiful, beauty, boat, change, death, february, happy, imagination, introspection, january, journey, july, june, life, nature, november, october, summer, tree, winter,
If these eyes shall become blinded, and if this
hair shall come to be combed thinly and grey;
No, it would not be the end of the world.
I would still see beauty therein this world through
the songs of Crickets and Feathered Songsters.
The breeze would yet whisper and trees still dance.
I would yet smell the freshly bloom of Spring.
I'd still endure Summer's sweltering heat.
I'd yet feel Autumn's leaves crunch 'neath these toes.
I'd still long to be fireside with Winter.
Disabled or not, perhaps I'd yet walk
therein wonderful imagination.
How I'd be forever young at heart!
Then just as one journey came to an end,
I'd indeed greet another with a smile.
Poem Details | by
Omar Hachmi |
Categories:
absence, august, creation, culture, death of a friend, desire, devotion,
I am honored to extend my personal creations each lovers of articles and thoughts and love letters that pin up my blog, which I will start publishing the establishment of God's creations that I typed.
Author: Omar Hachmi
Age: 17 years
City: Rachidia (Morocco)
Level mode: the final year of the baccalaureate
Author : Omar Hachmi
Poem Details | by
Robert Ronnow |
Categories:
august, autumn, grief, june, moon, remember, summer,
It has been beautiful, late August, full moon
a million crickets following
a million fireflies in June,
a million May peepers. Immersed
in insect, amphibian cycles, I am a mammal, drugged,
crossing the road, car approaching
fast, unnoticed.
I would choose to die in late summer.
Why?
So that my wife would have autumn, intense,
to grieve by,
snowy bandages with which to bind the wound,
and spring to reawaken into.
Summer to remember that she's loved.
Poem Details | by
Suyash Saxena |
Categories:
august, autumn, beauty, color, creation, dark, death, emotions, eve, fantasy, goodbye, happiness, image, imagination, morning, mountains, senses,
Trees shed
Their Autumn Leaves.
Autumn Leaves-
That fall,
That twirl
And then embrace the ground.
Autumn Leaves-
That flood
The pathways I tread
And the horizon I see.
Amidst them, I halt
Amongst them, I sit,
Stare and admire
Them as they shower from trees.
I listen to them,
As they rustle,
And cuddle
In the soothing autumn breeze.
Wondrous it is to listen
To the tales they tell,
Tales spelled in their toungless accents
Tales that are the soul of each of those
Falling, twirling, rustling
Autumn Leaves.
Poem Details | by
Motloang Matabane |
Categories:
death, faith, august,
Sarah Adams 14 August 1848
Conrad Aiken 17 August 1973
Kinsley Amis 22 October 1995
Allen Gingsberg 5 April 1997
Pablo Nerudo 23 September 1973
Walt Whitman 26 March 1892
I hope it is not too soon that i too
Am welcomed home
Poem Details | by
HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, lost love, love, wife
LOVE stands still , the Sun does not set in SORROW
The deep Caribbean Sea took LENORE from Me
In a Rainbow, Her Soul lies hidden in Kaleidoscope, Coral
ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Liege, with LOVE…HG
To Be Continue
Poem Details | by
HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, history, lost love, love, wife
The Flashes, YOUR About to See
Are Memories, of LENORE and Me
When I said : “ I DO “, I meant “ I DO “
How Well I Know, YOU Meant it “ TOO “
For , ALWAYS and FOREVER: “ MY WIFE “
For , ALWAYS and FOREVER: “ MY LIFE “
Dedicated, in LOVING Memory; To my Wife
“ Lenore Ellen (Adams) JOHNSON “
Poem Details | by
HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, life, lost love, love, wifeday, love, me,
Can You Remember; the day YOUR Voice, Died; to my Ears
To Lose my Wife Lenore : on Our Wedding Day all Those Years
Reminisce : in the History of Forever : “ The Day; the Dead, Survive “
How much more I want to “ LOVE YOU “ for that’s what Keeps me Alive
I Know YOU Will ALWAYS LOVE Me with All My LOVE for YOU
My Tears are unfulfilled Dreams; Crying for the Memory of my LOVE " YOU "
A Dedication To Eternal LOVE
Poem Details | by
Probir Gupta |
Categories:
assonance, august, bereavement, image, inspiration, life, morning,
security guard
Her night shift now ends at 8
a yawning morning
_______________________________
Kolkata, June 16, 2016
Poem Details | by
HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, life, lost love, love, philosophy, wife
A Tear scars my cheek, With no Time to Think
I watched My MOST BELOVED LENORE -- “ DIE “
Thrown Overboard, by a Boom not tied
The Tears I Cried
To Be Continued, if YOU Like??
YOUR Liege ALWAYS and FOREVER; HG ( Harry )
Poem Details | by
HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, love, wife
The ripples at the stern of the ship, Air bubbles rise no more
In the depths of the Caribbean Sea, I Lost My Love : LENORE
My Heart and Mind in Unison, decided they could be :
The One’s that Swim from Shore to Shore, and bring Lenore back to Me
The Captain hands me a Transparent White Veil ,they found floating on the Sea
A tear in his eye, He Salutes: his Dress White Gloves wipe flowing Tears from me
YOUR Liege, With LOVE, ALWAYS and FOREVER...HG ( Harry )
To Be Continued
Poem Details | by
ur mom |
Categories:
allah, august, best friend, bird, boyfriend, eulogy,
E eternal suffering
X x-rays before you go in (for phones)
A agony
M maths was today
.
Poem Details | by
J. I. Thomas F. |
Categories:
august, death, future, nature,
The autumn air, it goes … somewhere?
Chiller strains intrude upon basking heat.
What once was green no longer lives so fair.
Mother’s tax for merriment we did cheat.
Her herald, ignored, returns once again.
Gloomy prophet of blank nihilism.
Living, then dying, so let it begin.
Reap them all, O coming cataclysm!
Happiness now, it seems a doctored lie.
Fair fruit, rotting between my teeth.
I feel the shift upon my skin, I die—
At the mere fear of sinking in beneath.
For all our efforts, we succumb and freeze.
I know my fate; I fall upon my knees.
24 August 2016
Poem Details | by
teddy BArnabas |
Categories:
africa, animal, april, august, baseball, bereavement, bird,
My troubles dim over time.
As I age everything gets well.
I wrote my previous story in a letter for people to tell.
In the end everything did end swell.
Eventually my troubles all die.
Poem Details | by
jan oskar hansen |
Categories:
age, august, death, desire,
Ancient Hamlet
Houses around me are emptying, the old reaching
the age of dying, are passing away. A timeworn man
went missing on Monday he was found miles away
by the police who drove him back home, he had tried
to flee didn’t know where and he had no money.
Behind locked doors in darkened rooms he tries to
stave off the preordained. The sunlight, unbearable
reminds him of future suns he will not live to see, or
for that matter, the rain that falls. When a car stops he
shakes with fear, is it a hearse coming for him? Voices
of happy children are like derision of his elderliness.
He longs for peace but fear death’s cruel endlessness.
Poem Details | by
Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
august, betrayal, break up, change, first love, forgiveness, games, goodbye, grief, hope, i am, imagery, places, poets, proposal, spoken word, storm, teacher, war, wind,
Revelations,
intimating sanctions,
sailing you to make-shifts,
assailing with blank lips-
I rock Hetty,
while she make's a day-list,
I'm rock steady,
but she's having her hanky tins.
We both have a family-
they all have flailing limbs,
why can't we get along on a train we ask?
But soon lose to space ships
Poem Details | by
Neldy Jolo |
Categories:
allah, angel, august, birthday, blue, body, brother,
Everyone is mourning.
The whole nation is crying.
The world is weeping.
Allah knows everything.
The lost MH17 we are praying.
Allah will help to ease this thing.
Allahu Akbar!
Salam jumaat!