A slip in the dripping croak of di… A campaign to relax in sci fi From a clapping ball boy in Berli… The lucrative freaky can of worms A social media Polaris stinking
Its a place of stress But its really the best It gives you a feeling to be posse… To success It gives you courage to strive
Hey, Honey! You are the key to unlock my heart Your face is like an art I bet you never know
I guess it’s best to be friends No matter how sad I feel My skin began to peel But I just can’t feel the pain My body is so numb
Suddenly the birds fly away it is my turn Stopped all years in an instant
Tell me not, “ I love you “ For I am afraid of L-word. All I know is: Love is damn venomous And will kill our bird
Here comes the awakened caste, to save none from their last. Extinction has been decided best, again, Earth will not
FOR THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE Hours, days, years may elapse, her voice may be silenced but the melody
Ángel destructor, hermano de la so… Nacido de la oscuridad y de la mue… Te pido que a mis plegarias no la… Que del oscuro olvido, ya no regre… Y no permitas que el día sea el ti…
Uncertainty fills my mind Is it a crime To feel the way I do When I am so close to you Is it a weakness
Sometime music doesn’t help me like everyone says its “suppose to.” It doesn’t cure my soul... yes it may heal it for the moment like a Band-Aid would on a open wound; but most times it...
He held me tight, his love was blanket for when I slept at night. His lips would touch mine, they were soft sweet touches that left me shivering. His face was a facade, a deception, a m...
Tying both of their bewitching souls together, I tied the knot on the ends of the moon, They sail far and wide, along the crushing sea’s, both celestial bodies intact, as if they’re sym...
you were cast a light to guide your way up to heaven where now you will stay you have now set up your camp one last time. Fishing with angels in the deep blue sea at peace you will be w...
My knees crash into concrete of pillows and the air unburdens my body. Mate, just mate, but mate, SHUT UP. I wait to greet the sweat and choke. my mind is clouded my vision is narrowed....
The hum of the lights The racing thoughts ceasing to exi… the cicadas chirping restless out… The honking of cars passing near… Eyes begging to rest while a body…
center The way he yearns to see you, as if you didn’t just see him at t… The way he sneaks in your mind, when your hands are intertwined.
(Written after hearing a line of… under the palms of Southern Calif… Under the palms of San Diego Where gold-skinned Mexicans loll… And the red half-moons of their bl…
theirs no good characteristics to my personalty’s for they all act like ballistics ready to blow off at anyone who attempts to fix this sickness, washing out with endless addictions, ...
Once my words have been translated… The beauty found within, the thing… Hail to the one’s that uncover and… I have chosen to bury what I wish… Loving and living for the one’s I…
Sometimes I feel glad Sometimes I feel sad Sometimes I feel angry Sometimes I feel empty inside Sometimes I feel like I have a e…
When the Moon moves between our Sun, Earth and up-raised eyes, through the long-held breath of our wisdom-keepers,
His soul would cringe seeing harm… He was the man who was seen as the… He left much behind for all of us… Born in his clan and I’ve been bl… Never following deception, but rat…
I’ll love you long after the Sun goes down.
I want to trace your veins, just t… I want to lay on your chest, to fe… I want to play with your hair, mak… I want to call you mine, show you…
She sits on the ground, head again… Wondering when everything went wro… The first punch was the worst The first kick was strong The first bruise never showed
PALE veil of mist bound round th… Pale fringe of rain upon the hills… Cold earth, cold sky and biting br… That mock the withered daffodils. And yet so short a while ago,
Blinded thoughts are always poppin… I’m drowning in a pond that’s made… Pondering about what’s right and w… Thinking if what I believe in is… A short poem explaining the way I…
Here is this boy His words cut like a knife Barely 12 and angry With a bad start at life This beautiful boy
Our language is still alive Our language is our tribe Our language will still survive Our language is our pride Our language is our name
Poem Tittle:I am a version By:Bafana Malope I am “Bafana” a version
The Flame holds your eye, And Illuminates the sky. It churns and pierces cloud, casting light upon the cowed. It rains heat...
Many words mean empty: Cold, alone, darkness... To me it’s all the same, but with… A person without a heart feels lef… I bleed pain and suffering, hoping…
Let all that I should, must and C… Disappear into who I am, For if I must remember, What I should, must and can do, I might lose my one and only fan,
Sovereign grace has pow’r alone To subdue a heart of stone; And the moment grace is felt, Then the hardest heart will melt. When the Lord was crucified,
Little Child. Why are you crying? Why are you bleeding? Why is your arm so sore? Why are you scared?
Silence Noise Either one helps the medicating I’m back into my hell... eating pi… Another failed pursue for love, as…
So hard to comprehend, so hard to… Did everything I can yet I still… For some reason I love you, from… Yet you’re just like a disease, de… Stressing me out, I think about i…
Thanksgiving Confessions Despair cannot save it; and Oh how I crave it. For the pain to end would be ecsat… To have you next to me
Within my mind, I cannot stay; For not the truth, remains at bay. No cry of pain, nor fallen tear; Not even faith, will come near. This silent rage, comes of age;
Down his long garden he did slowly… For fairer sight did each new path… Now bent he where the purple aster… Now stayed his feet beside a chang… Like some pale leaf blown by an up…
Alma’s Grace The morning you left us, my body w… I knew it was something, and in ti… I called my mom at work, it wasn’t… Her co-worker told me the news, M…
Inside of Aldo’s life The curtain doesn’t rise anymore After 14 years And it is so painful for me to see… And to live with the fall every si…
Sometimes I truly do believe I am somehow physically linked to the ocean. That there are little waves in my… She washes metaphors
Oh, beautiful woman that I wed They tell me that you’re dead Using euphemisms to make me feel b… Reminding me of memories i don’t r… I scratch my head in confusion bec…
I stay awake at night - thinking o… Your smile, the way you speak– I… The magically world where all my w… Hands down, common sense that’s my… It kills me inside ; the times whe…
Waking up in the morning knowing everything is going to go for the worst, get out of the car no one notices you, filled with remorse, pass the big metal framed doors that won’t let you ...
My heart is broken but my body is strong for I keep fighting to move on from a past that is lost only to this song But ill keep moving forward because some day I’ll cut the ties that ha...
In my mind thinking In my heart it’s hurting Out of my body, do I exists? Drastic measures not to be taken A friend to reach out to
The trenches are alive– the soldie… Ones of hope, others of despair Lifting spirits through the sounds… Among hushed crowds, Children play,
Down come the leaves, Like fleeting years, Or idle tears Of love that grieves. A tinkling trill,
