English Poetry Collection

Solitude have I to endure,
seemingly held with disclosure.
A fellow left astray,
as yet from yesterday.
Flashing your dainty, disarming smile,
warms my heart every once in a while.
Our longtime kinship
will always bloom with friendship.
It has never been so profound,
a lifetime friend have I found.
Let our friendship be a bond,
which can never be like a dry pond.
Let us not forget the dreams we share,
forever like sisters or brothers we care.
You’ll always be a friend to me,
and that’s the way it should be.

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong

Let me be your friend today
that’s what I’d like to do.
I’ll show you a smile a country mile
and give my heart to you.
If you are feeling lonely -
and don’t know what to do.
Just take my hand and walk with me,
and I’ll be a friend for you.
I’ll give you a day with sunshine -
and flowers all in bloom,
and take you to the Master,
He’ll take away your gloom.
Let me be your friend today -
and chase away your fears.
I’ll show you love you’ve never seen,
and dry away your tears.
I will treat you very special -
and ease your worried mind.
and rest assured you’ll always be
a favorite friend of mine.

Across the Miles we stand
Two great friends
Friendship Poems
We go through conversations
No knowing if it’s a smile or a frown
Our bodies stand miles apart
Two great Friends
We’ll never be apart
Not even the greatest distance will part us
Our hearts stand as one
So across the Miles we stand
In our body form
But our hearts are one
In our spirit form
Two great Friends
Is what we stand for

Me And You
And The Memories We Made
Our Endless Conversations
And Pointless Little Fights
The Long Summer Days
And Cold Winter Nights
The Old Oak Tree Still Stands
And Our Initials Are There
Have You Gone Back?
Because I Sure Have
The Walks We’d Take
The Laughs We Shared
The Good Times
And The Bad
These Memories We Made
They’re All Thats Left Of Me And You
Me And You And The Memories
The Memories We Made In Maine

I’m Really Not The Praying Kind,
But, Lately I’ve Been Down On My Knees,
Looking For A Reason To Believe,
Searching For An Answer To My Dreams,
Praying For A Miracle To End My Anxiety
To Find Rest For My Constant Worried Mind,
Disintegrate All My Problems,
Confess My Sins And Lies
Longing For The Happiness,
That Has Completely Disappeared Out Of Sight
Seeing The Pain That I Can Feel So Clear,
Fearing The Fear Within Me Here,,
Shouting Out With A Fierce Cry,
Feeling The Pain Shoot Through My Eyes
Looking To The Stars Up High,
Wishing For My Dreams To Come True,
Who Am I Kidding,
My Wishes Have Run Out Of Time
I’m Just Sitting Here Crying,
As My Body Is Slowly Dying,
Giving Up To One Last Wish,
That I Will Commit To Suicide
I Kneel Upon The Heavenly Skies
Star Light, Star Bright,
The Last Star I Will See Tonight,
Will I Won’t, Wish I Might,
Take My Life, My Life Tonight

A Bed Among The Clouds Poem

I let balloons go on purpose
giving them the freedom
I cannot have,
the freedom among
the storm clouds that
I pine for every night,
to be blanketed in sheets
of rain drops
and tucked in by the
fingers of the wind,
with the lightning
as a night light
and a lullaby
hummed from the
throat of thunder.
But, iron trees put down
roots in concrete,
and, darling, my feet
are fixed to the ground.
So, I let the balloons go
to give them a bed
among the clouds...!!!

Candle The Poem
Tonight, I need a softer light,
a softer night, a different
kind of care.. I need
an old fashioned thing,
simple comfort to wrap me in;
candle light so I may hide,
in softer shadows, I need the
soothe, the gentle flame,
for eyes that burn, eyes
that prickle.. though I refuse them.
Tonight I need to hide,
the dark encroaches, and
I fear this dreadful ache..
I need the steady flicker, the slow
burn wick, to mesmerise,
to keep the night away..
hold back this hollow feeling,
this bereft.. heavy in my bones.
Tonight I am alone so
I light a candle, to assuage,
this awful ache..
I am quiet, alone..
with
a flame that gutters...!!!



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Obsession The Pome
Have you crossed between two parallel mirrors?
and stopped to reborn long dead tortures
that carved contours on your forehead
and threw away liter of tears that you shed
You withdrew from digging memories
seeing an infinite images
reflected between two glasses
You wanted to leave it fragmented
to stop the mirror from recreating threat
Threat of your own face, your own body
for they kept you from being happy
They were molded imperfectly
that made you wish to be like someone else
who got a look to induce love spells
and will make him fall deeply in love again
as deep as parallel mirrors with nothing in between
Nothing because it’s merely a delusion

caused by your obsession...!!!

The Broken Ones Poem She told me about her love for petals, snowflakes, and butterflies, for their fragility. She took them in her palms then, set them free, seemly reminding me to be gentle before she leaves...!!! -