(9/25/2012 4:40:00 PM)
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Hi guys! Do read my poems and rate them, am sure it will be worth your time. Here is a poem, I'll really appreciate your comments.
The voice coming across the seas,
He could smell the aroma of thick passion,
In a gentle air.
Strings of music play melodies foreign to the heart,
Each pull of words string,
Stroke the heart softly.
Thoughts blossoming into words,
That lick the ink of pens,
Making the heart melt for a touch of the Ink's Master.
Heart played against heart,
Passion or lust?
Love or awe?
Of desires that strange dreams give.
(9/25/2012 12:16:00 AM)
Please rate it friends http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-solitary-rose/
(9/24/2012 11:32:00 PM)
I know you guys want people to rate and comment on your poems so that's why I am here.
Tell me 2 favorites poems you have written and send it to me in a message
I will then. Debate if its good or not and let you know.: } have a great time.
Trutly yours, daniel einstein.
(9/24/2012 3:57:00 PM)
Hi honarables, once again im back yet for another read, comment, rate for my new poem entitled 'i dont even see! ' yeah i dont even see u not reading it.its ur poem not mine! Nyc tym
(9/22/2012 8:56:00 AM)
hey guys! Ever wondered why don't we have so little time?I mean, c'mon do we even have time to watch our favourite show?It occurred to me and I composed a poem. do read it guys and tell me how's it! if you get time ;)
(9/22/2012 1:12:00 AM)
Or maybe I could enter this one instead?
I have only just started writing poetry...but I find it really soothing: ^)
Like a Boss
She wants to watch the base of his throat as he throws his head back to laugh
She wants to smell the ocean through the pine trees and hear her own soft whimper as he bends to kiss her.
She wants to feel him whisper sweet, crazy words close to her ear and delight in the hidden shivers he brings to the depths of her
She wants to feel the heat from his hand burn her thigh
She wants to pull his sweet breath into her chest and hold it until she knows it has travelled to the centre of her.
She wants permission to stand close...very close
Can he tell that his name starts deep inside her and rings and rings and rings?.......
Then she opens her eyes and, ever ladylike, crosses her legs, hands folded over her knees, as the world comes back to focus
She wonders if this too shall pass
So she can get back to work!
(9/22/2012 1:09:00 AM)
I am thinking about entering my little poem into a local poetry competition.
I really don't know if it is good enough, but it was written from the middle of my heart.
If you could share your thoughts on my poem before I submit to the competition, I would greatly appreciate.
I'm entering it under 'Love' category....
Verum et Amicitia
Do you feel the weight press against you?
The weight of cold pressing truth.
Does it force the guilt from your pores like oil?
No..I see it is light as a bubble.... truth lifting its way out of you
With a merry grin and promises of eternal friendship.
Oh..the divine freedoms of nothing more!
Alas, loves confusion is my bed of nails,
And, it seems I am tucked down tight.
My too high pillow is stuffed full of whispered wishes
And wet with a river of tears.
Oh what delicious torment to be started through happenstance!
What does it matter if purity of intention,
Holds me from freedom of heart
If both leave me lonely?
© Copyright 2012 Ruby Honeytip
(9/21/2012 11:38:00 PM)
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Whatz up again poetic part people?I got a new poem straight from home kenya: 'fearfailure' enjoy ur read.
(9/21/2012 11:52:00 AM)
Hey you guys, I understand that there are a lot of people asking for you to go to their profile and rate/comment on their poems. It may be bothersome continuously seeing these kinds of comments, but it would be greatly appriciated if you would do me the great pleasure of doing so for me. It doesn't take long, it might take 2 minutes out of your day. Thank you for your support and time!
Lamis Fahal .
(9/20/2012 8:56:00 AM)
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Hey you all, I would love if you read my new poems and left your comments please! ! !
Here is one
All she wanted is to be wanted
He hugged her and kissed her
And you just looked and stared
I saw that you saw her
And didnt show me that you even cared
You didn't say goodbye
Or a kiss or good luck
Didn't look in my eyes
Didn't you feel there is something I miss
Don't you think that it's tough for that 12 year old
To understand your twisted love
And stand the cold
All that she wanted
Is to feel your warmth
And not feel haunted
By that harshness of yours
She wanted to be loved
And see it in your eyes
She wanted to be hugged
But you left her
With a feeling that never dies
When all that she wanted
Is really to be wanted....Replies for this message: