Crush
Stare at him,
Dream of him,
that's all I can do,

cannot reach,
cannot touch,
coward in me.
It refused.

will I just look & love
not even dare hint at my thoughts,
else I may lose a friend or worse,
rejection to hard to discount

frustration builds,
my mind ablaze love, desire,lust cannot be separated
the winds of time blow in my face
if it stops,so end my days

was it wrong to love?
if I have no courage
melt my legs & my chords,
just look him in the face

I remain alone
isolated,scared,
never to bear the fruits of love,
of the boy I never had

just reach out & take
my arms before they start to ache
nerves fail me,
& so does my grace

it is passonate round about
on which i bob up
and down I go
will i ever get him,
I shall never know

so I dream on and on
into the night
love not lost,but found
one day the courage will come,
and then,and then,
I shall rejoice



please write down your poems

i think no one out here is a poet.

LIFE

Life is an ocean
we keep going up and down,
on the waves of fate,
facing all that comes,

If we capsize and then fall,
we will join the vast ocean,
and then shall
become one with God

Love is like a mountain;
it is hard to climb;
the few that reach the peak
know that the view is magneficient.

WAR MEANS death……,
WAR MEANS destruction……,
WAR MEANS fire……,
WAR MEANS bombing…..,
WAR MEANS sorrow…..
WAR MEANS turmoil…..,
WAR MEANS tears……,
WAR MEANS guns…..,
WAR MEANS blood…...,
WAR MEANS confusion….,
WAR MEANS explosions…..,
WAR MEANS mutilation……,
WAR MEANS sickness……,
WAR MEANS killing…..,
WAR MEANS occupation…..,
WAR MEANS loss……,
And lots more……,

But after one side…..,
Or the other side…..,
Has finally had enough….,
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up…..,

WAR MEANS PEACE….! ! !

REGRET OF WAR

there in the twilight of peace,
I can sit and feel the breeze,
memories of life,
wash me down,

a silent tear,
run my cheek,
I bother not,
to clean its trail,

regret finally reach me,
that for the crime I did,
murdered a man with cold blood in me,

though i wear the uniform of war,
represent the country,mine,
who has the right to permit me,
to kill another man

isnt it better to lose
than spread such grief,
doesnt everyone,
want peace?

thats why i must
sit here and brood,
for a sin I committed,
without a crime

somewhere I imagine,
past o border far,
a mother cries,
for her lost star

she ques God
and cruses me
the pain I have caused
will never leave,

what answer to God,can I give?
I sold my humanity for our lives
or sold our lives for humanity?

Dark Nights

Dying Romantic says:
I walk these streets all alone,
the sound of your voice still ringing on my phone.
You just couldn't leave our past behind,
why must I be the one that's always kind?
Your face haunts my nightmares,
and you always leave me something on the stairs.
I burn it with glee,
and yet you send more to pester me.
This heart can't take any more abuse,
so let me cut you loose.
This is goodbye...

GONE

live in my heart,
my special other,
for i cannot reach you,
where you have gone

as your last breath,
echos through the room,
I realise you have left me,
more in love than before

you have attained,
freedom from this life,
and have left me to suffer,
without thy touch

I now sit here beside you,
the representation of your soul,
I mourn more for me
and less for you

I shall move on,
on with my journey in life,
even thoug handicapped
my heart spilt

soon even i shall learn
the meaning of life,
dance with stars
and come to you

and then we shall be together,
one single entity,
no restriction on our love,
no restriction on our passions

I don't know what to say

I'm not a poemer

But thank ya

LOVE

Love is like magic
And it always will be.
For love still remains
Life's sweet mystery!!
Love works in ways
That are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
That love cannot change!!
Love can transform
The most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
And sweetness and grace.
Love is unselfish,
Understanding and kind,
For it sees with its heart
And not with its mind!!
Love is the answer
That everyone seeks...
Love is the language,
That every heart speaks.
Love can't be bought,
It is priceless and free,
Love, like pure magic,
Is life's sweet mystery!!