Deep Poetry for Sunday, July 31, 2011

I cannot ease your aching heart, Nor take your pain away; But let me stay and take your hand, And walk with you today. I'll listen when you need to talk, I'll wipe away your tears; I'll share your worries when they come, I'll help you face your fears. I'm here and I will stand by you, On each hill you have to climb; So take my hand, let's face the world... And live just one day at a time. You're not alone, for I'm still here, I'll go that extra mile; I'll make you forget your griefs, I'll be... Sign in to see full entry.

Anybody would love to sink with shame There may not be any reason to blame But if pointed out to a close friend He would surely jump to reach the end You are pushed to dark corner by desperation Even though there is no direct bearing or relation But friends make us cry or smile It depends on tricks used for while I was really gone too far Whole night I used to stare at the stars Thousands of thoughts may flock I will become restless with head and knock But she made me smile She was expert in... Sign in to see full entry.

Open your bright turquoise eyes, discover the world as it is, The silvery luster of the moon, The magical twinkling of the shining stars, The opaline colors of the rainbow above you, The raindrops that fill the deep navy ocean, The sea waves in all variations of blue, The evergreen of the grass beneath your bare feet, The fluffiness of the milky clouds in the azure sky, The ethereality when butterflies spread their wings, The cherry blossoms that sway away in the light breeze, The flow of the... Sign in to see full entry.

You can not leave me cold and wet. Not at this moment. Not just yet. The Sunrise isn't promised, To be clear of clouds. And I fear left to be dewed... Without a drying out, Allowed. You can not leave me cold and wet. Not at this moment. Not just yet. Can't you stayed to rekindle what was made. And lay until the heat... Lingers, As we peacefully fall to sleep. You can not leave me cold and wet. Not at this moment. Not just yet. The Sunrise isn't promised, To be clear of clouds. And I fear left to... Sign in to see full entry.