Originally posted by Tassiehaha thanks M'Lady.
Wow, really good! You are awesome, my dear. *bows**agrees*
All of them... 😄
Originally posted by Coldfireand you Lady Cold.
That part particularly caught my eye. I know what you mean there, to seem to belong in a different time, like medieval ✅ That was just a great poem 😄 Hats off to you
Ok, fine i gotta idea.
For all my fellow dreamers.
Some see riches, others see passion,
Some see a soul just plain old-fashioned,
They see rage, he sees pain,
One sees dark clouds and coming rain,
She sees joy, and some see depression,
You see a mind twisted with agression,
Look into the eyes of the dreamers and see,
Tell me what you think of their reality,
Dream with them the nightmares and fantasies,
Tell me what you think that they believe,
Show them how to love their life in the real,
Teach them again what it means to feel,
Remove the veil that blinds them to truth,
Save them from pain inflicted by the uncouth,
Prove to them you care with just a smile,
Just sit and listen to a dreamer, for a while.
Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
Ok, fine i gotta idea.For all my fellow dreamers.
Some see riches, others see passion,
Some see a soul just plain old-fashioned,
They see rage, he sees pain,
One sees dark clouds and coming rain,
She sees joy, and some see depression,
You see a mind twisted with agression,
Look into the eyes of the dreamers and see,
Tell me what you think of their reality,
Dream with them the nightmares and fantasies,
Tell me what you think that they believe,
Show them how to love their life in the real,
Teach them again what it means to feel,
Remove the veil that blinds them to truth,
Save them from pain inflicted by the uncouth,
Prove to them you care with just a smile,
Just sit and listen to a dreamer, for a while.
More than just spiffy.
This is quite beautiful, actually 😊 The flaws in human perception 😐 I just wish people could see what's actually there- 'they see rage, he sees pain' why can't people see the pain in others? Sometimes they're just so quick to judge..
Originally posted by Tassie
More than just spiffy.This is quite beautiful, actually 😊 The flaws in human perception 😐 I just wish people could see what's actually there- 'they see rage, he sees pain' why can't people see the pain in others? Sometimes they're just so quick to judge..
I agree totally ✅ But people are blinded by their own wants and needs to see the sorrows and hardships of others..... Or they do see and just don't care.....
Domo arigato gozaimus.... Ladies. Heh, expecting folks to care...... well, a few decent fellas and gals still roam this existence, but yes, way too many people just couldn't care to save their life. Loving one's neighbor has become passe to the many, and the few are too few to change it now. We just fight a losing battle, but at least we fight!
Ok, this came to me yesterday. Take a look at your hands, really look now, and then read this.
Life traced in lines and wrinkles,
Time spent forms these crinkles,
Scars from yesteryear,
Softness belies all the fear,
Ink show the poetic soul,
Paint the artist's world in whole,
Blood a killer working again,
A tatto that states who to defend,
Tears from unrequited love,
Down soft, a gift of a dove,
Papercuts, and an empty cube,
Crack cocaine in a stained-glass tube,
Mud and muck from the construction site,
Pieces of glass from broken lights,
Clear water from the neighborhood pool,
Massage lotion to ease and to cool,
When you look upon your hands today,
About your life, what do they say?
And are you happy about it?
Questing alone with just one desire,
A lady to lay by at his fire,
A sigh released into frosty air,
Only he and his horse standing near,
Moving about to get his blood flowing,
Checking his armor, each morning knowing,
One more fight could be his last,
But one more fight might be a blast,
To end this unforgiving ache,
The thirst only true love could slake,
The blinded eyes that wish for light again,
Not sex or lies, just truth, not sin,
Getting atop the his spotted steed,
The man thinks again about his creed,
To protect the innocent, a Stalwart Defender,
And fight the evil, a Famous Warrior, a sender,
His name and his creed the same they be,
But still all he can feel is missing, empty,
All the battles won and lives helped,
And forever alone is all he felt,
He leans down and whispers to the mustang softly,
"Perhaps today not a battle, but my love we'll see!"
They both smile inwards, knowing briefly,
That'll be the day! And they leave laughing.
Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
Questing alone with just one desire,
A lady to lay by at his fire,
A sigh released into frosty air,
Only he and his horse standing near,
Moving about to get his blood flowing,
Checking his armor, each morning knowing,
One more fight could be his last,
But one more fight might be a blast,
To end this unforgiving ache,
The thirst only true love could slake,
The blinded eyes that wish for light again,
Not sex or lies, just truth, not sin,
Getting atop the his spotted steed,
The man thinks again about his creed,
To protect the innocent, a Stalwart Defender,
And fight the evil, a Famous Warrior, a sender,
His name and his creed the same they be,
But still all he can feel is missing, empty,
All the battles won and lives helped,
And forever alone is all he felt,
He leans down and whispers to the mustang softly,
"Perhaps today not a battle, but my love we'll see!"
They both smile inwards, knowing briefly,
That'll be the day! And they leave laughing.
The first one was great ✅ But I just love all these warrior poems you make DW.... Beautiful, just beautiful
As deep as the bluest of oceans,
As pure as the newest spring,
As kind as the gentlest caress,
That is your loving.
You stoke a flame in my heart,
It burns white-hot as the sun,
And if I were to die today,
Warmth out would still run,
The softest kiss from you to me
Causes my blood to roar like a river,
When you wink at my visage,
It makes my spine shiver,
To have you in my life here
Is as a dying man being saved,
My thirst is quenched and sated,
And to your heart I am enslaved.
To the fool a wise man seems foolish,
To the child an adult seems a child,
Their status sometimes want to switch,
And live the other's life for a while,
But the fool cannot be wise,
And the child cannot grow tall,
Without walking the miles,
And learning the truth of ALL.
All encompasses us completely,
All fulfills us so neatly,
All is why some live today,
All is why I live this way.
The whole world requires attention,
The All is missing the love it desires,
While others forget to pay attention,
The All wanders into the fire.
Burning and in pain, the screams echo,
The All cries out and wants to let go,
Who will stand and help them stand?
Who will join me and be human?