The Eye

The eye see not.

The hand can see.

Shadow sight.

MY HAVEN

To my haven now I rest

The cruelties I could not longer embrace

The truth that lies behind his eyes

Too strong for me to forever live by.

HATE POEM

Hate is not kind, hate is jealous and boastful; It is arrogant and rude. Hate insists on its own way; it is irritable and resentful; It rejoices at wrong and not in the right. Hate does not bear all things, hate does not believe anything. Hate endures nothing; Hate ends.

Little Joe

Stubbed his toe

And then began to cry

His mother came in

And looked with a grin

And kissed his tears goodbye

A Poem for You

I know i’m not good

At making gifts for you

But i will do this for you

A sweet little poem

That is just for you

LIFE

Life is a rollercoaster, it has its ups and downs

Life is full of moods, it has its drowns and frowns

Life is like a game, you either win or lose

Life is your personality, you’ll either get cheers or boo’s

Such is Life

BEFORE I WAS YOUR MUM

I DANCED, HAD FUN, MONEY WHAT WAS THAT, BOUGHT DRESSES AND SHOES, CHASED THE BOYS HAD NO WORRIES AND LAUGHED MY WAY THROUGH THE WORLD.

THEN I HAD YOU AND I DANCED AND HAD FUN, BOUGHT YOU THE DRESSES AND SHOES, YOU CHASED THE BOYS AND I HAD THE WORRIES AND WE LAUGHED OUR WAY THROUGH THE WORLD.

NOW I AM GONE, I WILL WATCH YOU BUY THE DRESSES AND LAUGH, AND WHEN YOU ARE FINISHED AND YOU HAVE LAUGHED THROUGH THE WORLD, I WILL MEET IN THE ROOM KEPT FOR BEST AND WE WILL DANCE AND HAVE NO WORRIES.

POEM

This poem only has 8 lines,

The lines are very, very small.

This poem has many different designs,

And it will never be tall.

What is this poem?

How can I know?

This poem is very lonesome

The thing I know about this poem is that it’s very yellow.

How to write a poem.

Poetry is not easy

Not even for the best.

As hard as you try

Writing is a pest.

But there is a way to get through

The times of trouble.

Do what I’m doing.

Write some drivel!

How to write a poem.

Mother poem 

 mothers little compose poems to me

but the longer I watched

mother’s smile is the poem

mother’s gaze is poetry

reprimand is the mother of poetry

caresses and his prayer is a poem of love

it conveys to me

unbroken end

unbroken end

even when I sleep

LOVE POEM

As night turns into day,

day turns into light,

light bright upon the eyes,

the eyes heavy from a late night,

talk of today, tomorrow , together,

together in the cold darkness the story unfolds,

unfolds exposing a feeling so strong and bold,

bold like the words each told,

told of emotions genuine and true,

true as the changing seasons,

seasons that decorate the flow of time,

time they anticipate to experience as one,

Emotions

I wonder trough the galaxy

searching for emotions

the feelings i once had

they where taken from me

taken by the pressure

looking around to see

flying without a body

knowing once able to feel again

receiving love and harmony

and pain and hate

always on the search

finding nothing but betrayal

betrayal of the ones you trust

now knowing trust is precious

going on with the search for emotions

IS LIFE

Poetry

Written, spoken

Relievable, helping, soothing

Meter, rhyme, tempo, time

Pounding, spilling, living,

Proven, created

Life

Short love poem

Love adorns itself,

Love gives freedom,

Love radiates the life of harmony,

Love is an everlasting mystery.

Look at it…

roses are red

violets are blue

i loose my mind

when im dreaming about you

An original poem by me.

This is a long poem

But not really

If you like long poems

You’ll think it’s silly

A poem about the deceptive nature of people in general.

Within this world of light, darkness is prominent within our hearts, disgusting lies of love and honor drip poison from our rotting lips, seeping through the veins of the innocent, until we corrupt their untainted love. Every chance we get we hurt those we say we care for and chase away any true happiness we might incur, never seeing the beauty of whats right in front of us, but always looking for something better. Kindness evades us daily and leaves us more hateful then we were the moment before, the foul entity that hides within our decaying flesh, has twisted our hearts and bled them dry, no more trust, no more hope, no more pure love, all that remains now is bitterness, brokenness, and emptiness within our shattered souls.

A short poem about music.

Music

Soft yet loud

Calming yet driving

God’s gift

When he is with me, I forget everything.

“I love the way you Smile,

With you,

I can walk for miles,

I love the way you take care of me,

With you,

I feel so free,

My dear husband,

You are so smart,

You are so dashing,

Without you,

It is hard to imagine myself for a second.”

This is a Patriotic Poem.

Jack said to Soldier.

” Countryman What’s in your Bag?”

The Soldier smiled. He said

” The Enemies are always on the run.

Here is my service gun.”

Jack pointed his finger.

” What is that.

It looks like Rugby Ball.”

 Soldier smiled. He said

” But it isn’t one.

It is capable to destroy many Brigade

This is  Hand Grenade.”

 Soldier looked at the Bazooka. he said

” At one Swipe it will wipe out the Enemy.

Such is my Bazooka.”

Soldier showed his fist.

There is one more thing which noone can see.

Unite and fight.

Change the sight.

Oppose the corrupt.

I Proud to be indian.

jai hind.

Not Everyone

 Equivocal tears that have been locked up, pervaded through the years, now fall unbidden and laded with sadness seep into my shirtsleeve, each drop expanding as they’re soaked up.

Her pain was discernible to most but to me it wailed like a beacon. My questions were asked not looking for answers, but to help her face what she was hiding. She told me, profuse misery mocking her words it hurt to cry. But I’ll say, as true as that statement may be, so is this: If you spend years upon years eating your pain, covering it in a shallow grave, the pain you grieve later is pallid to the compounded hurt you bury. I tell her this, whispering it softly in her ear as an inordinate amount of despair overflows.

She tightened her grip around me and I hope she realizes the truth in my words. And in the moment I see, even if before it was palpable, how scared she actually was, how small she appeared as for the first time she ventured from her inner dungeon-keep. I allow her to rant her words of self loathing before I counter act them. Looking in her eyes, I delete fallen tears and tell her; with as obstinate as she may be, she has potency inside her, if only she believed it to be there.

She smiled sadly, more pained trails sliding down her cheeks. I lay a kiss upon her hand and squeeze it gently, offering her silent comfort and unspoken promises. She folds herself to me, lapping up my support like a beggar scuffs food and water. I tell her its okay, seeing her eyes pool in the moon light and she’s in my arms again. I tell her I got her and its okay to let go, and as the tears fall in unison with the walls around her heart, she learns what it means that not everyone will let you down.

 Every time I see you,

You break my heart a little more.

I wish I could say that i’ve moved on,

But I haven’t even begun.

When I see you my heart explodes,

With the pain that I keep locked up inside.

I just need some time without you,

So that I can figure this out.

You keep haunting me each day,

And you don’t even realize this.

And I cant even bring myself to tell you,

That you’re killing me inside.

Please just leave me in my thoughts,

I would rather stay here than face the facts…

That we can never be together,

I can see that this can never be.

LOVE.

PRINCES & Princes

Know not the Art of Love & loyality.

Princes & Princes,

O poor you are’

We can’t enjoy faith, which taught giving life,

O’ PRINCES & PRINCES

Why people wish LIFE,

Like your-deaf and dull bars,

encage the one.

WHO WAS BORN FREE.

"Stay with Me"

befor you go ahead I’d like to give you a quick background. I’m not an aspiring proffesional writer or poet, I’m just a girl who writes sometimes to help with bad moods. This poem was writen in a lecture at uni shortly after I had some bad news. My friend suggested I share it with you… in fact demanded I did. Its a bit mushy, but i hope you see the image of that perfect moment, and feel the love, care and lifetime of companionship our animals can provide us with.

Thankyou.

Stay With Me.

No need to hurry or rush or run,
Just role me over, scratch my tum,
Come sit with me, while away thine hours,
In quiet contemplation ‘neath tree and flower,

Come stay with me and stroke my fur,
Let me sooth thy worries, sooth thy cares,
I’ll purr for you and with liquid eyes,
Help you answer those important where’s and whys,

I’ll give you my love, my soul, my heart,
If today you stay, pray don’t part.
For these days I spend in idle rest,
For me to share with you makes them best,

Curled up and warm upon your lap,
Or stretched in sunbeams to quietly nap,
For you I’ll sing in the dead of night,
Loud and wailing for your fright,

I’ll bring you the labours of my catch,
And wait expectantly for you to snatch,
If you cry or if you’re down,
Just come to me, I’ll stay around,

To ease your sorrow with cuddles and purrs,
I’ll let you weep into my fur,
And when thy sorrow is well spent,
And exhaustion has, to you lent,
A fitful sleep of restless tire,
Ill snuggle close your fears to quiet.

 

“Good Bye”

My love driven for you

My life given away 

My eyes a frozen blue

My body layed across the cay

Your soul in torment

Your heart and mind all beat

Your thoughts all trapped under the tower of love we built

Your body destroying itself under self imposed guilt

All the lies thrown away

This goodbye is the end

It would be nice to say

That love is to keep not just to lend

My heart

Torn Apart

My soul

Has a burnt in hole

You never stop loving someone

Even when your life is done

They may make you mad

Maybe cry

But they also get sad

When you say goodbye

They never know 

For how long

Time moves slow

And feels so wrong

My Slow Death

why not just end this,

End all of this pain?

My life has been all but splendid.

Why not go down Hell’s dark lane?

You tell me to stop it,

But the path is already lit.

The path of which I must go,

A death that is already slow.

Hell is waiting,

As I sit here debating.

What I should say,

That will help you find a way.

I’m sorry for the choice that I will take,

Or the plans I will make.

Please forgive me,

As I pass away slowly…

 

 I was Stressed,

Very Depressed.

Now I’m pissed,

cause I know I missed the perfect chance.

There is nothing left to do but to slit my wrist,

But First I would like you to have this list

with the names of everything that makes me happy.

On the list, only one name writen over and over again…

You left me with a shattered heart. 

I wonder what drove us apart.

Sometimes I wish I could hit restart.

I tried my best,

who could’ve guessed,

that i was wasting my time. 

 My true love.

Theres no other.

He makes me fresh and new.

Theres no better.

I couldn’t ask for more.

Then the love he poors.

My heart he flatters.

With good things that matters.

Hes my best friend.

Hes my man.

Some one I’m very proud of.

Very much in love.

Writen by Karen S Howard

 

Alexandrine Poem

I wish I could go back, say goodbye the right way.

                Ballad Poem

Walking down the river, I couldn’t find my way,

Found this monster, Scary there he lay,

I couldn’t believe my eyes, But all he wanted to do was play,

I asked him what his name was, he said “my name is Harray.”

                Conceit Poem

My dog is like a monster, he will eat my face.

He eats so much food never leaves a trace.

His name is Polo and and is very scary.

This crazy dog I talk of is also very hairy.

                Couplet Poem

This thing I once had, I called it a heart.

I may no longer have that, but I’m still pretty smart.

                Imagery Poem

Let us fly across the sky, fly above the stars that are so bright.

The Moon so close and will look so nice, you wont forget this sight.

The North Star shining it looks so white, Making us smile with delight.

Make sure when holding my hand not so tight, for I shall let you go and dissolve into the light.

 

In my poem

In the poem I’m Singing

In the poem I Pray

In the poem I’m Crying

Because of Love

In the poem I Licking

Heart of the Creator

In the poem I Pun Prayer

Talking With Him

It is always easy to say things.

“Listen to everything,

Say nothing.

Face everything,

Boast about nothing.

See everything,

Show off nothing.”

Love adorns itself,

Love gives freedom,

Love radiates the life of harmony,

Love is an everlasting mystery.