You look like a black rose
in full bloom.
Your pose and the clothes you wear
Make me stare.
...
Love was a child, so meek and so mild
Love was a child who smiled.
Love was a child who played with a toy train
Love was a child who jumped in puddles in the rain.
...
A little word called crazy
Which people use when they are being lazy.
The word crazy covers a multi of goods and ills
Mad, bad, sad, cool
...
The heart is a womb where hope is born
It is conceived in the mind
Believed to be blind
Hope is a quest to be free
...
Your eyes are dark
They hide your darkness within
Waiting to ousted
Your lips red like a rose
...
Call yourself alive,
Every moment you are dying in your skin.
You're not eternal
though the fires of hell are infernal
...
We are all different but the same.
We all like playing this life game.
We all came from our mothers womb
We will all end up in a tomb.
...
As I look down on the world
I see myself more clearly
Everything I achieved and nearly
Everything I fought for all seems small now
...
A little ray of hope across a midnight sky
A time for all time, a light to shine
Sunrise and sunset caught in one net
For ever fighting to stay one.
...
I shut the curtains on the remains of the day
My love is left lonely
Waiting to be found
Making not a sound
...
Vultures pick at the bones of broken homes
Butterflies fly but have no where to roam.
The sky is broken dark and bleak
Butterflies don't live in the real world they are weak.
...
All we have are the hours the minutes the seconds
That we spend between us.
Just moments in time
No reason or rhyme
...
God is a rainbow
A kaleidoscope of colours
All lights all shades
Arrayed in beauty
...
Can you look beyond the shallow?
To find a deeper meaning which is true.
Can you look beyond the shadows?
To find a philosophy for you
...
Live fast
Die faster
Modern life’s a disaster
Fast food
...
I am dreaming awake
when I see you so beautiful
and a heart so true
dreams are like the esscence of what we wish for,
...
I am one of the least of your brothers.
I am neither your son or your lover.
I am just another.
I am just a face in the crowd.
...
What is sexy?
This does vex me.
Naked women in the magazines sometimes cuts the mustard.
But a woman who loves me gets me flustered.
...
All words become me
They reflect what I feel
Sometimes I want to hide from them
and stem the tide of words
...
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Black Rose
You look like a black rose
in full bloom.
Your pose and the clothes you wear
Make me stare.
I am entranced hypnotised by your glance
Your raven black hair flowing down your back
Your skin porcelain pale gleaming white
Under in the moons pale light
Your lips a black shade of night
Waiting to be kissed
(please don't resist)
I could list all the ways I love thee
and still not get close
Black rose I love you the most.
i like this poem for sure, u r one creative guy. it has a strong meaning to me. keep up the great writing Daniel.
ur right this world is crazy. I like this poem....something really crazy...lolz keep it up.
DANIED JUST FINISHED READING SOME OF YOUR POEMS. THE QUIET NIGHT IS SO BEAUTIFUL IT TOUCHED MY SOUL. SO TRUE IN THIS DAY AND TIME. JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW I LOVE YOUR POEMS. JO
I don't expect justice, if love is the only justice I can have, I want that!
I am very happy for you that you are chosen today as The Poet Of The Day, Hoorray and CONGRATULATIONS!
Thanks Sylvia I didn't even know that I was picked as poet of the day.