Popular Miscellaneous Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
Unamed
He shall find me in the moonlight
Speaking to the trees
Dancing with the wind
He shall find me in the moonlight
Waiting
Will I know him?
My kith
My kin
He won’t be afraid
We shall gaze into eternity
Be in wonder of the stars
He shall whisper ancient words
And show me his sacred heart
He will, walk with me hand in hand
Through the shadows of the night
Kiss my waiting lips
And breath into me light
Speaking to the trees
Dancing with the wind
He shall find me in the moonlight
Waiting
Will I know him?
My kith
My kin
He won’t be afraid
We shall gaze into eternity
Be in wonder of the stars
He shall whisper ancient words
And show me his sacred heart
He will, walk with me hand in hand
Through the shadows of the night
Kiss my waiting lips
And breath into me light
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The Bus People
(Written for Grace's "Strange Encounters" competition)
The Bus People
Well-trod path, forks in the woods—
Which to take?
Which to take?
Choose one, yes, perhaps you should—
Run away,
Run away.
Lure too great, the birds don’t sing—
They know,
They know.
Air doesn’t move, no sound, nothing—
Don’t go…
Don’t go…
Deeper now, in you go, on your way—
What do you feel?
What do you feel?
Drawn in, they see your soul turn gray—
They aren’t real,
They aren’t real,
Yes they...
The Bus People
Well-trod path, forks in the woods—
Which to take?
Which to take?
Choose one, yes, perhaps you should—
Run away,
Run away.
Lure too great, the birds don’t sing—
They know,
They know.
Air doesn’t move, no sound, nothing—
Don’t go…
Don’t go…
Deeper now, in you go, on your way—
What do you feel?
What do you feel?
Drawn in, they see your soul turn gray—
They aren’t real,
They aren’t real,
Yes they...
36 reads
4 Comments
their relationship was doomed from the start...
it was never going to work...
it was when they got home...
it was when they got home...
36 reads
5 Comments
mum and dad always stressed (me out)...
mum and dad always stressed
that as long as I really tried,
that was all that mattered...
from which I took it to mean
that if I didn't really try, it
wouldn't matter at all...
that as long as I really tried,
that was all that mattered...
from which I took it to mean
that if I didn't really try, it
wouldn't matter at all...
31 reads
8 Comments
The secret to henna
The secret to henna
There is a secret to henna
It's simple, really.
In order to survive
If you use henna
To dye
Your lovely locks
Which I do
For a variety of reasons
In all different seasons
That connection to ancient Egyptian queens
A deep sheen of red
Glinting in sunlight
Though my hair naturally has that already
Truthfully
Now that there are errant strands of grey
To see them turn deep crimson sans dangerous chemicals brings a smile to my lips
My hair is also incredibly healthy making...
There is a secret to henna
It's simple, really.
In order to survive
If you use henna
To dye
Your lovely locks
Which I do
For a variety of reasons
In all different seasons
That connection to ancient Egyptian queens
A deep sheen of red
Glinting in sunlight
Though my hair naturally has that already
Truthfully
Now that there are errant strands of grey
To see them turn deep crimson sans dangerous chemicals brings a smile to my lips
My hair is also incredibly healthy making...
57 reads
6 Comments
I Challenge You
I challenge you upon this note to break a habit or two
To take a look outside your world and see what's left to do
Start with hunger, thats an easy one
Treat someone to a meal
Or if your brave, tackle politics but avoid any hasty deals
Take on war, yes war is good
And how it should be done
Or better yet hit gender first
Inequality, is no fun
Fight against racism, march for rights
But don't lose yourself in turn
Women's Rights are touchy at times
But there's still much we men have yet to learn
I shan't touch on religion for fear of...
To take a look outside your world and see what's left to do
Start with hunger, thats an easy one
Treat someone to a meal
Or if your brave, tackle politics but avoid any hasty deals
Take on war, yes war is good
And how it should be done
Or better yet hit gender first
Inequality, is no fun
Fight against racism, march for rights
But don't lose yourself in turn
Women's Rights are touchy at times
But there's still much we men have yet to learn
I shan't touch on religion for fear of...
20 reads
1 Comment
Can I live? (for comp. abortion)
In the heat of the moon she laid her pleas
Her tears got the sun cold
The Innocent hung on the terminal tree
Death took the chance to flee
Death knows she deserves to live
Life knows shes worth its breath
Can I live please?
I wanna see mother earth
Homocide is inevitable
Mercy is a chance to live
I heard she's cute
mum! I wanna see dada, I wanna see you too.
Let my fate lie beyond your belly
I promise to be a dream like martin lurther
What if Newtons feotus was assassinated?
Mama, what if yours was shot?
...
Her tears got the sun cold
The Innocent hung on the terminal tree
Death took the chance to flee
Death knows she deserves to live
Life knows shes worth its breath
Can I live please?
I wanna see mother earth
Homocide is inevitable
Mercy is a chance to live
I heard she's cute
mum! I wanna see dada, I wanna see you too.
Let my fate lie beyond your belly
I promise to be a dream like martin lurther
What if Newtons feotus was assassinated?
Mama, what if yours was shot?
...
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Thirty four
I dressed in purple instead of black. Made a stiff drink then another. On a mission to deal with your death once more. The pain never completely goes away. Its my birthday and I want nothing more than to be near you.
I'm going to pay my respects and fall apart again. No cake or blowing out candles. I cannot celebrate though I know you want me to. I
must find a way to be OK with your transition. So I bid you farewell for now. Vow to live. . Honor u&I. My head is draped in purple instead of black
I'm going to pay my respects and fall apart again. No cake or blowing out candles. I cannot celebrate though I know you want me to. I
must find a way to be OK with your transition. So I bid you farewell for now. Vow to live. . Honor u&I. My head is draped in purple instead of black
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1 Comment
Must
I'm not sure how this will to go
i suppose I'll just let it flow
I'll let it wend and let it wind
through the morass of my mind
and when its done i guess I'll know
there are some things id like to say
about the state of things today
whats with all the fn hate
whats with the empty plate
what has made us not obey
the words of love of life itself
the only way to perfect health
but no we need to lie cheat n steal
we seem to want what whats not real
the insane chase of material wealth
i say insane cuz i feel its true...
i suppose I'll just let it flow
I'll let it wend and let it wind
through the morass of my mind
and when its done i guess I'll know
there are some things id like to say
about the state of things today
whats with all the fn hate
whats with the empty plate
what has made us not obey
the words of love of life itself
the only way to perfect health
but no we need to lie cheat n steal
we seem to want what whats not real
the insane chase of material wealth
i say insane cuz i feel its true...
35 reads
2 Comments
Puerta de una muerte ordinaria
would it were to be to sing
as would a jolly diamond
diva all
aglow for show
& whispering
loves'o
them market thieves
makin like they
put mark
on every makers'makings........here
there,
there be too
many words for
so far few songs
t'think up on to memo
rize before
theblessed klieglights
...
as would a jolly diamond
diva all
aglow for show
& whispering
loves'o
them market thieves
makin like they
put mark
on every makers'makings........here
there,
there be too
many words for
so far few songs
t'think up on to memo
rize before
theblessed klieglights
...
45 reads
4 Comments
American Dreamer
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XIog_7ME_Lw
Note: Please listen to *Mirage* from Al Marconi
while reading this too really feel what I'm saying ty.
Written by me for a friend of mine who was
born in the Middle East and as a man is still stuck there.
Cast upon him a burden
nay, a wicked curse,
born under the wrong...
Note: Please listen to *Mirage* from Al Marconi
while reading this too really feel what I'm saying ty.
Written by me for a friend of mine who was
born in the Middle East and as a man is still stuck there.
Cast upon him a burden
nay, a wicked curse,
born under the wrong...
67 reads
4 Comments
having invested more into this than they thought...
the first night we spent together
so much more than either of us
realised...
so much more than either of us
realised...
37 reads
2 Comments
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