Soul Mates
in Lonely Poems
I searched but never found you.
The paths we traveled never crossed
And now my life is winding down,
And I fear all hope is lost.
in Lonely Poems
I searched but never found you.
The paths we traveled never crossed
And now my life is winding down,
And I fear all hope is lost.
Before he crawled into his bed,
He prayed his soul to take.
Then curled up in the darkness,
And spent the night awake.
A wonderful write Patricia...
This poem should be shown in every school
so kids know bullying's against the rules
That everyone has a place on this earth
to live in peace and realise...
Seven AM and I sat at the light,
Watching the train chugging by.
A day like the rest, on the way to my job,
Just routine with no feeling inside.
This is great! I love it! I'm officially a student in an international school. This really helps me a LOT. It didn't only help me for my poem performance, it also teaches people morals. It...
I feel as if I'm teetering
High above a dark, black hole,
And it's taking everything I have
Not to lose control.
in God Poems
I do my very best each day
Though some days prove worse than others.
I'm everywhere I'm needed,
No need more crucial than another.
My words are like my heart beat.
They tell the world that I'm alive.
They recite the tale of who I am
And of all I have survived.
in Abuse Poems
There was a time he loved her.
Now it's clear there's nothing there.
He walks around so flippantly
With no interest or a care.
in Aging Poems
Those things that meant the most to me
Are no longer in my life.
And those people most important
Have vanished now from sight.
I just love your poems - keep writing. You inspire me to keep writing myself.
in Father Poems
He grew up in a town where people were poor,
In a family quite wealthy with love.
He was raised by two parents who were stable but strict
And taught him to trust God above.
My dad joined the Navy, but he is with me still today. I am sorry for your loss.
in Aging Poems
Will I slowly wither like a leaf
That falls upon the earth?
Once void of all its Autumn hues,
It loses all its worth.