Deep Poetry

Please don’t look Please don’t see Please just let me be. Don’t come into my room Don’t try to get close Don’t try to keep me from my dose. Please go away Please just turn around Please for I am heaven bound. Don’t try to stop me Don’t try to sway me Don’t try to save me. Please just leave me alone Please don’t apologize Please don’t antagonize. Don’t say that you care Don’t say that you’ll miss me Don’t say that you’ll go with me Please just this once Please that’s all I ask Please I swear this... Sign in to see full entry.

Upon these wings I oft abscond, Ascension to a holy place, Extracted from this fetid pond, To capture God’s eternal grace, For a moment I remain, Suspended by a silver thread, Raised above my earthly pain, Until these wings I sadly shed, Alas the journey’s very short, Hence a feather I shall score, And by this pinion I bought, Again alight on Heaven’s shore. When I hear the spheres in song, Through benighted thoughts they cleave, If it’s there that I belong, Then why am I compelled to leave?... Sign in to see full entry.

Duporte the roofer that calm voice those sure hands gentling weathered tiles into new generations or half of him rising through a roof like some sea spirit from a wave to turn shaped slates into fish scales that would swim in the rain Duporte who seemed to smooth arguments by listening and whom they sent for when a bone was broken or when they had a pig to kill because of the way he did it only yesterday after all these years I learned that he had suddenly gone blind while still in his sixties... Sign in to see full entry.

Now that you have caught sight of the other side of darkness the invisible side so that you can tell it is rising first thing in the morning and know it is there all through the day another sky clear and unseen has begun to loom in your words and another light is growing out of their shadows you can hear it now you will be able to envisage beyond any words of mine the color of these leaves that you never saw awake above the still valley in the small hours under the moon three nights past the... Sign in to see full entry.

When you cry you’re not the only one hurt I’m lost standing here wondering what to do. Reaching to comfort you, only pushed back. What can I do to help you, come or stay put? Do you want me or not? Because I need you, Happy or sad, better or worse, I will accept you. He’s not the only one who can be there for you. We’re not perfect, but look around, who is? What are you waiting for? Lost or unsaid? I didn’t trust you, with the words that you said. Now I try to follow, but if you want me to, I’ll... Sign in to see full entry.

Thoughts most delectable Images carved in memory saved Taunting and enticing Mind, body, heart and soul engraved An equiste fantacy of thought Kaleidoscopic ~ Tunnel vision Fastidious, so demanding In minds eye, it's you I envision Sign in to see full entry.

A n acrostic poem, C an be about anything, R eally. O f course, some people like to S tart each line as a setence, T hough, I prefer weaving words into a C reation that is more freeform. Sign in to see full entry.

I sink to the gound, arms around my waist Feeling a tangable pain, please make it stop Never thought it would get like this The 'Friends' I had are gone, al because I left my boyfriend, Is this my fault? They say he is the best thing that's ever happened to me But they dont know how unhappy I was. My Best Friend would have been 17 this year This is the second year she will spend in Heaven All because she took her life, why didn't I save her?? Her life ended when she was 15, WHY?!?! She had so... Sign in to see full entry.

Once upon a time there was a lovely puppet Some nights on the stage it would beautifully dance It would sing sweet songs and make people glad On other nights, its face looked gloom and sad It would sing melancholic songs and made people wept Though its brilliant performance enjoyed by every one Its every move controlled by the puppeteer behind. With passing of time the puppet got bored Of being controlled by someone else’s plot So, on the stage it would act and sing In every way that it could... Sign in to see full entry.

Thoughts most delectable Images carved in memory saved Taunting and enticing Mind, body, heart and soul engraved An equiste fantacy of thought Kaleidoscopic ~ Tunnel vision Fastidious, so demanding In minds eye, it's you I envision A Soulmate?!? Companionship in the form of words A connection deprived of touch Detonate my senses ~ explosion Over thinking? My emotional crutch Imitation Intimacy?? Love condemned by lust A victim of my own accord Mine lover, in you I trust Sign in to see full entry.