Poetry Poetry

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So any budding Poets about? I used to write stuff so many moons ago now. But thought I'd share a couple.

Hazy Days

The days drift on and on
But there must be an end.
I see her face in every crowd;
Hear her voice in every word.

Images of snatched moments we had
Drift like snowflakes through my heart.

I never knew why she left,
I guess she's never gone.
But I know there's a hole in my heart
Where she used to be.


Fireflies

From on high I watch the lights below
They shine like so many fireflies
Their patterns push out to light the dark
I wonder of the dreams
That those below are having
Their lives unaware of my passing

As I watch the land slip by
My thoughts reach upto heaven
My mind wanders like the clouds
But slowly I tire and fall into slumber
My mind dreams like those below
But onwards I always go..

Its lovely thank you for sharing
 
Because of YOU...

Everthing seems dull, the world has los it's fun...?

Because of YOU...

Nothing's the same, everything reminds me of YOU and gives me only pain.

Because of YOU...

I HATE me.

Because of YOU...

I miss US.

Because of YOU...

*starts fighting with the wall AGAIN yes*
Hate is such a strong emotion friend let it go there is others that will make you love you
 
I have struggle
I have fall
I was lost
I was weak
I was broken
You lift my burden
Stop me falling
Fight me back
Give me new strenght
Pick up the broken pieces
Give me wings
Set me free
Tell me to live
Force me to be better
Make me brave
And now I fly ... because of you

Nice, the only thing I'd say is perhaps change the word force. It flows so nice and gentle, but force gives a feeling of unwillingness which the rest of the poem doesn't have. Maybe use Help instead?
 
Phenomenal Woman
By Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

@Jinxy
@CrystalMarker @AngieOttawa47 @AmandaFlirty @WomanOnTop @FallenFreya @nessabbyxo and to all the other woman on here you a Phenomenal Woman !!!
 
Sing


Worn and scratchy records of the past
keep us spinning in their old refrains,

stuck in the pops and skips and hiss
of the same sad hurtful melodies.

Lift the needle from those tired tracks
to claim the composition of your life.

What is the one true song—yours alone—
that gives your heart impulse to beat?

Sing into creation your soulful tune,
for those who long to hear your song
 
chiasmus

it’s not in the words this magic
poetry is only the form over naked being

as being neither noun nor verb
but the dissolving of duality
in the magic of vanishing forms

your hands caressing my metaphor
my curves long lines belly wrists eyelashes

caesura body opening to body to chiasmus
the magic in the moment of that movement

the caress that carries in the oh so delicate
minute distance between our lips
that one trembling word

the naming of the divine desire
that makes love manifest
in the moment of vanishing forms
 
the rhyme of your rhythms
(for Her)(here)(with gratitude)

anytime I curve the way of your rhymes
the rhythm in your lines requires me
to say no to no and yes to knowing
the sweet ways of your arcing into me

every time I seek the silence of your ways
the rhythm of your rhymes requires me
to say yes to you and yes and yes
and go forward in your ways

over this dreamwater of desire
I will make a constellation of kisses
to be flung into the edges of bending light

everywhere I curve the way of you
you have given me the form of myself
a shadow of love guiding me across a sea
 
新しいところ

Là où on se retrouvera
Là où le temps n'existera plus
Donde no haya valor en la moneda
Allí sentiré el amor de nuevo
Tied to the that eternal red string
That fate designed as ours
Podremos soñar sin parar
Un ocaso en el mar
Al unir las ánimas
 
He Her Here

Words are still all they have
to consummate what’s
consuming them.

Yet there is so much more of them
to find in the blank spaces
left between words.

Things that go unsaid because
for some things words are
no longer needed.

And though their story is yet to
meet its end, it will always remain
unfinished--one of someone so close
in a different time and in a different space.
 
To all the Woman out there

You Are Beautiful

You are beautiful
No matter your size, skin color, religion or sexuality
Don't ever let anyone doubt that
Life would be boring without diversity

You are beautiful
and the lenght of your dress tonight doesn't justify anyone calling you a **** nor gives them permission to grab your tight
Only you can give them consent
And remember to say no is your right

You are beautiful
wear those strechmarks with pride
They are perfectly normal and natural
Don't look at them as flaws
Your body is a miracle that you don't need to hide

You are beautiful

-Rosecolourredpoet

@Jinxy @WomanOnTop @CrystalMarker @SnoopSlimes @LilithX @IvY @AngieOttawa47 @Misha000 and too all the other woman
 
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