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Poetry Corner its your turn

J

Jerome

Dawn and Dusk are equidistant; daylight is just a fading memory.
The Milkman and the Baker are still sleeping.
For you, time stands still...
Sweet dreams little town.
For me, time is punctuated by my footfalls;
the sound is carried away by the wind
but the soft impact resonates in my chest.
I am barefoot and carry little weight;
I'm happy.
I am satisfied that I have not polluted your air
and have wasted little water.
I feel pure.
I leave no footprints as I pass through;
no evidence of my moonlit visit.
To you, I do not exist.
I am alone and content.


I'm headed for a place near another town
but I'll be back one day, to know your people.
I'll be back to share my stories of forests and beaches and mountains;
of beautiful women in exotic locations
and terrific inspired adventures.
But for now, I remain anonymous.
On this Earth, I am omnipresent...
but to you I am just a drifter. :)
 
S

{slavegirl}

Why these timeless thoughts of guilt,
A life of wrong i sure have built,
No friends to turn to in times of need,
Just woe and enenies aplenty indeed,
Am i blind and silly or just plain dumb,
I'm to blame for the way they've become,
I've turned my back and shut them out,
They have good reason to worry and doubt,
My faults I have like everyone else,
Like rain in winter it drizzles and pelts,
I can't seem to see anyway to make amends,
And perhaps regain my family and friends,
Theres a solution I know I have to find,
To rest this guilty and sorrowful mind,
It's time to open and unlock all the doors,
I'm sorry for the pain you may have been caused..
 
S

{slavegirl}

This was sent to me by a friend,i think some of these little quotes are so wonderful and so true...

MOMENTS IN LIFE

There are moments in life when you miss someone
so much that you just want to pick them from
your dreams and hug them for real!

When the door of happiness closes, another opens;
but often times we look so long at the
closed door that we don't see the one,
which has been opened for us.

Don't go for looks; they can deceive.
Don't go for wealth; even that fades away.
Go for someone who makes you smile,
because it takes only a smile to
make a dark day seem bright.
Find the one that makes your heart smile.

Dream what you want to dream;
go where you want to go;
be what you want to be,
because you have only one life
and one chance to do all the things
you want to do.

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet,
enough trials to make you strong,
enough sorrow to keep you human and
enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily
have the best of everything;
they just make the most of
everything that comes along their way.

The brightest future will always
be based on a forgotten past;
you can't go forward in life until
you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying
and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so at the end,
you're the one who is smiling and everyone
around you is crying.

Don't count the years - count the memories!

Lifs is not measured by the number of breathes we take, but rather the moments that take our breath away!
 
S

{slavegirl}

Magic Touches.

Magic in your voice is what I long to hear
I’ll close my eyes and dream you’ll whisper in my ear

I listen to each word compounded in a thought
The love you have to give forever I have sought

As you lie close to me your love is what I feel
With each and every breath this fantasy is real

I’ll listen carefully your mesmerizing tone
Assures me that with you I’ll never be alone

And as you hold me close I’ll melt within your arms
I listen to your words absorbing all your charms

No words could justify these feelings that are true
But you can plainly see I need to be with you

Abundancy of love is what I had to give
To you and you alone until I cease to live
 

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{slavegirl}

Went To A Party Mum..

This was sent around the net some time back..i think if my memory serves me right it was from a mother who had lost a daughter..she formed a group called M.A.D.D..(Mothers Against Drink Driving)
i think this would truly be any mothers worst nightmare and yet it is so beautiful at the same time...


Went To A Party Mum...

I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mom
Something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.

My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.

I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.

So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.

Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say, "I love you, Mom!"
So I love you and good-bye.
 

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MovesInSilence

Gender Dyslexic
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Poem - Waiting

I appologize it's a lil chunky in size, but you can probably recognize the image.

<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/MovesInSilence/poetry/Waitingpoem.jpg">
 
B

Beccles

Eyes like razor blades.
Slicing through my skin.
That i thought was so thick.
But you make it thin.
Your eyes slit these wrists and kill me so much better than i ever did.
 
V

Vyxxxn

This is summin I wrote years ago, it was also published in an alternative mag I usta read....I have a book full of stuff I have written...but damned it I can find it now...

MYFRIEND.jpg
 

waxenboy

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poem corner

This is a poem describing myself a little bit

Cry

I cried when grandma died
I cried when my cousins husband died he was only 35
I cried when a family friend died he was 44
I cried when my brother was battleing hoskins diease
I cry at a sad movie
I cry laughing
Why do i cry
Im a male and a human that is why
 

MovesInSilence

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She came to me in the night
Her needs wanting to be met
Longing to be met
I was the only one to fulfil them.

I couldn't help but admire her curves
the way the light plays off them
dancing so delicately down the sides
highlighting her best features

I'm a slave to her needs
I can't escape the control
I tell myself I shouldn't
but I am compelled to do it

I pause to for her last instruction

"I AM YOUR WEB MISSTRESS YOU MUST"

<input type="submit" name="Submit" value="Submit">

So i clicked ...
 

MovesInSilence

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Trans-cend

Trans-cend

She enters the room,
the light flickers to life,
starts the water running…

Staring into the mirror
remembering moments just gone
when she allowed
inhibition to slip
and music fill the soul
moving rhythmically,
just part of the crowd

then, the slipping back into now

wash off the mask
of acceptance,
look into the mirror
seeing the shy remains
of dignity draining
into the swirl of water
disappearing down the sink…

turn off the water
turn out the lights
nothing left to feel here

~he exits~
 
P

poet

poems

HOW I FEEL


Every night before i go to sleep I pray,
That i will see you the very next day,
When i go to school i see your face,
For when you walk in the gym my heart starts a fast pace,

Your the reason i come to school,
Your the reason i feel like i do,
For when you gave me that kiss i then did wonder,
That when i walk to the next class that i'd get another,
For after school and when i get home,
I get sad cause your not here and i'm all alone,
For i'm hoping we don't fall apart,
For that is when i can't fell my heart,
I love all of your smiles,
Your the reason in athletics i run so many miles,
Your the reason i sometimes fell smart,
That's because i feel you in my heart,
You and me i hope stay together,
Your the one i want to be with forever.
 

waxenboy

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poems

Here is one i thought of late last night:


Love
Love is when you give someone your heart and soul
Love is for everyone young and old
I have plenty of love to give
so would someone like to take my heart and soul?
 
T

tillsunrise

Ahh poetry, now here we go,
my thoughts start racing to and fro,
a little something for Ladies Pleasure,
a little something written in my leasure,
but life or love,what shall i write,
perhaps you should hear about my plight.

I dream about a love so grand
with a goddess who will beside me stand.
To show her love as she has never known,
to hold her, tell her, so it is always shown.
She will only know joy in her tears
with never a reason for doubt or fears.
One day i will find her and give her my heart,
one day i will find her never to part.
but untill she comes the days go past,
some go slow, some go fast.
Still i live my life by myself,
no fun waiting on the shelf,
so when i'm at the club laugh and play with me,
i'll share the sparkle in my eye that you will see,
at least till i give my mind, body and soul
to my one and only, that one special she...
 
K

kate

lymeric

there once was a man from tinticket
who was a great fan of cricket
i said "can you throw?"
he said "i dunno-
I've always been used as a wicket"

:p
 
P

poet

FAMILY CHAIN


when the family chain is broken,
and loved ones forced to part,
it leaves behind an empty space,
and many broken hearts,
our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same,
but god will call us one by one,
and link the chain again.
 
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P

poet

MY SECRET LOVE

He's out of my life,
I can't accept it.
He's out of my life,
I must respect it.
How could something that lasted so long,
End in tragedy
End in so wrong?
If only he new,
just how i felt.
I dreamed he was romeo,
and I juliet.
But i can't keep on dreaming,
Should have maid it real.
He couldn't ever know,
How i really feel.
I want him back,
Though he wasn't mine.
We were meant to last,
Until the end of time.
 
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C

cli-max

Touched

Your poems touched a place in my heart DD. Thankyou for letting us see inside the beautiful person that you are. xx Max :angel1:
 
C

cli-max

The Private my one true friend

The Private MY ONE TRUE FRIEND

20 years have gone by
it’s hard to believe
since I met this man
my one true friend
Lust felt by both
it started as
love we never did conceive
We shared the grief
Marriages never to mend
I thank God every day
For this one true friend

In those years gone by
I have come and gone
Into his life again
Whenever I fell
Arms open wide
When I returned
The tears in our eyes
Would always well
The love in our hearts
We knew still burned
I thank God every day
For this one true friend

20 years have gone by
and at last I can see
no more need
to run and hide
My one true friend
He will always be
Freedom I have
Right by his side
I thank God every day
For my one true friend

Wings not clipped
But gently folded
In the arms of the man
Where once I cried
Love had grown
Not realizing I’d moulded
A place in his heart
That never died
I thank God every day
For my one true friend

Thankyou Rrivate, for loving me
 
K

kitty

Vyxxxn said:
This is summin I wrote years ago, it was also published in an alternative mag I usta read....I have a book full of stuff I have written...but damned it I can find it now...

MYFRIEND.jpg

how did you put the back ground in or was the poem written on the material
 
V

Vyxxxn

kitty said:
how did you put the back ground in or was the poem written on the material

Too easily made using Ulead Photo-Impact/UPI, then just used the text tool...want summin' done...? ;)
 
C

cli-max

Parachute silk...red beret

The Private Parachute silk…red beret

Parachute silk…red beret
A paratrooper …was the private
Freezing at night… blistered by day
Unforgiving land…the deserts none like it

No wonder this lad…already a man
At 18 years…a gun in his hand
Took it in his stride…and rode the skys
Under parachute silk…and ripcord ties











From Liverpool…this englishman
To the sandy desert…of Egypt
18 yearsof age…in the burning sands
of a country …of men in rift

Born to the sound…of the bombing of England
When his Mother lost her hearing
In her loving care… in the motherland
Kept warm and safe…never fearing

Put out to a family…to work on a farm
To earn his keep… out of the way of harm
Coupons so rare…luxuries so precious
‘Can’t imagine those times…the hardship… the pressures

The women in factories…making supplies for their men
The news so rare…the letters so seldom
Praying for the day…they know not when
There will be peace again…in the United Kingdom

His Father so young…has passed away
His Mother stayed alone… for the rest of her days
Many years later…he, his wife and children
came to a country… so wide and barren

Away from the riots…that had come thereafter
From living in tenements…to a big back yard
For children to play…in lots of laughter
A bright new future…it had been, all too hard



Wide open spaces…room for children to play
Freshly squeezed oranges…everyday
Beautiful beaches…white sunny sands
Come to Australia… it’s in your hands

Packing the bags…leaving the motherland
He never looked back…and wondered
Could it be so grand…this lucky land
That they now call home… downunder





Like an army barrack…a rounded tin hut
unforgiving heat…in a sun burned country
2 years of coping…up north earning a buck
then move to a real home…so safe and comfy

He and I alike…the children had grown
Too many differences…trouble at home
The families had parted…and that’s when I met
The Private I named him…the future was set

You can take the man… out of the country
Not the country …out of the man
His heart’s in England…though he shares it with me
The private’s a legend…I’m his number one fan
We share a bond… it will for ever be

He’s my man in the beret…in the colour of red
Under parachute silk…and ripcord ties
Looking to the skys together…and dreaming ahead
To peaceful days…and no more goodbyes


I will always love you Private
 
M

mochagirl

Hi cli-max

that a wonderful poem!! u should write a book girlfriend!!

Love your work

Brandi xx
 
L

lickedysplit

beautiful maxxy..ur private one..your one true friend...lovely....
lady of many talents
:):)
 
V

Vyxxxn

Sound the horn, beat the skin percussive
By name, I am Naturely Impulsive
By others called Hasty, sometimes Foolish
Tearing hair, almost goullish

Dream induced or drugged while slept
Inspired by frenzied nympholept
To heights of passion never tried
Or dared, my truths wisdom belied

Priestess serving Goddess same
Be she Sacred or profane
Unmarried women, Prostitute by other name
Unbounded she remains "a dame"

Leaps into the pooling fire
Tend to heighten unnatural desire
Never revised my headstrong behaviors
Seeking after no heavenly favors

Annoint with oil from cruet clearly
Let us chant loves duet dearly
Lite the sacrificial flame
My lust for you remains untamed

I desire
The Fire
:angel1:
 
H

hilly

maxeen I said I would.

In Loving Memory of My Shinning Star.
My jenny-Ren.
Your cancer has stopped our passion
But not our love
Our souls are entwined as one
Across the room or across the planet
I feel your love & know you are with me
My life is your life
& all that I am & all that I can be I do for you

You"re my hope , My dreams my desire
so face each day knowing that I Love You
just that little bit more & that some day soon
We can look back & laugh
& embrace each other in Love.

From the Hill where get your Rock to lean On.


-------LOVE HILLY-------
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My Jenny Ren.-No Sad Tears.

Don"t cry if there was no goodbye
IF SOMEONE SLIPPED AWAY
THE MINUTE YOUR BACK WAS TURNED
WHEN YOU"D BEEN THERE ALL DAY
DON"T SIGH & WISH YOU HAD BEEN THERE
TO HELP THEM ON THERE WAY
A KISS , A HUG, A GENTLE WORD
BE GLAD INSTEADTHAT THEY WERE HELPED
ACROSS THE GREAT ABYSS
NOW THEY ARE FREE TO COME AND GO
& VISIT WHO THEY MISS
SO THINK OF THEM QUITE OFTEN
ASK THEM HOW THEY ARE
LOOK UP INTO THE HEAVENS
& SEE THE EVENING STAR
THEIR LOVE BURNS JUST AS BRIGHTLY
THEY WILL NOT GO AWAY
SHE IS YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL
AND WITH YOU NIGHT & AND DAY.

-------LOVE HILLY-------
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MY JENNY REN---EDGE OF DESPAIR.

FROM THE EDGE OF DESPAIR I:LL WALK YOU AWAY

& GIVE THE STRENGTH TO FACE A NEW DAY

FROM THE SHADOWS AROUND THAT PULL YOU NEAR

I"LL GIVE THE COURAGE ,SO YOU NEEDNT FEAR.

FROM THE DARKNESS INSIDE THAT CALLS TO YOU

I"L BRING THE LIGHT THAT SEE YOU THROUGHT

WHEN THE DAYS ARE TOO LONELY

& THE NIGHTS ARE TOO LONG

I"LL BE THERE TO HELP YOU

WITH EVERYTHING THATS WRONG

WHEN YOU REACH OUT YOUR HAND FOR MINE

ALLWAYS KNOW, I"LL CATCH YOU IN TIME.

-------LOVE HILLY--------

THAT WILL DO YOU FOR TONIGHT MAXEEN----XXXX

MY EYES WILL STAY OPEN--NOT THAT I"M BLAMING YOU --LOL

GOD THE TIME IS 3-16-AM.
 
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