Life as to such there own.

The tempest blowing my soul with the others.
We hide in creves, yet known

Calander my days, she said.....

We thought it indulging.
So we did.

Lingering and waiting, and waiting.

One by one.............
Caring so.

One by one.............
until I was alone.

One as I was, A seedling in the forest.
Blossiming,

I never moved.

thats clever

Nothing like an acorn on a oak tree, huh? LOL

😕 eh?

Or what ever.....LOL. It's all just metaphors or allegories.

Someone said this was about an orgy...umm

THE PIT

Hell has followed me.
A burning desire or what.

Licking at me and taunting me,
The hauntings come back.

Should have?
Could have?

My fingers burying.
My tongue lusting for it.

I am in the pit of all desire,
The flames sorrow for me.

The pit sorrows for me.

EDIT

SHE SPEAKS

Beneath my own self is another.
She speaks to me on occasion.

Where are you, she says?
Where are you.

I am hear I say,
Here in my world...you?

I am not there at all,
I am where you could be.
Follow me...

I've heard you before, ya know,
but your path though intriguing, is full of darkness.

Not so, she said. You must close your eyes to see it.
You must wonder, she said, in your mind.

Stillness of the night, I lie.
Coxed and bewitched

I was and now the dream began.
Trusted temptress, lead me.

And yet, I sleep...

SILENCED

Crisp air daunting my mind.
Happiness for whom?

They lie naked in the streets.
Covered.

Mourners cry out,
What has happened, happened to us.

When will we get our liberty?
Contracts to keep us in line for our freedom? Sign the paper!

Work camps, dire straights.
Who will feed my family.

Celebrations still go on now,
While we are silenced.

It's in our heartfelt eyes.

Father and Son

I love you, he said as he convinced me to shed my blood
For the silence you told me? What purpose?

To give them hope, he assured me as I cried.
My tears fell, my body ached, by friends forgotten me.

Lie not in weeping, I'll send you mine own to you.
Tell you jokes, make you laugh. It is so simplistic.

Simplistic?

Your jokes .......mmm, I'm gomma report you.

Yeah, then we'll dance...........You'll see.

Not from here, bud........lol

This should have been called:

CHINA

Crisp air daunting my mind.
Happiness for whom?

They lie dead naked in the streets.
Covered.

Mourners cry out,
What has happened, happened to us.

When will we get our liberty?
Contracts to keep us in line for our freedom?
Sign the paper! $9000, you'll get!

Work camps, dire straights if not.
Who will feed my family now?

Celebrations still go on, Olympics.
While we are silenced.

It's in our heartfelt eyes.
We still have lost so much.

Great escapade.

nice, easy to read. quite clear. I likey!! 😄

thanks... 🙂

You mean the "China" one?

I ment all of them 😄

Oooo thanks. Do you have a poetry forum in here?

I have two! 😄 the newer one is titled "Fresh Start" and in there some where along the first page you'll find a link to my second one, there's loads of stuff in there and I mean loads 😂

For some reason it just died people stopped posting even though I still was and I think I got a little forgotten. That make me sad.

Oh I didnt quite understand your Blankets poem could you PM me about it please? 😄

A musical sweet.

Adagio ..a bit of wine and dine.

Allegro, my heart beats so.............
Forte, my god how we blend.
Grandioso!!! .........Let me die to you.
Finale, until we meet again in rapture.

intereseing use of musical terms....... I likey!

A LITTLE SONG

A little song dances in my head
When I lie down, it's in my bed.

It visits me while I stand in line,
as I am driving or sipping wine.

A little song like a little breeze,
always touches parts of me.

You can't hear it, though I can
It takes me to an Island land.

Hope your song is as sweet as mine,
your hopes, your dreams, as nectar and wine.