Keep on Movies
Action pack
Thiller like Mike Jack
PG-13 Comedy - Captain Jack
Eyes on the sparrow
Keep on movies
Neglecting duties
The horror
The drama
No worry
It's Sci-fi
No hurry
Keep on movies
Romance
Film-noir
A mystery adventure of the first world war
History keeps on moving
But you keep on movies
Hours of our lives in front of a screen
Taste not, ...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:54 pm
Also by Juan Pablo Lynch:
A | Mundane | Thoughts | Humble | About A Girl | Hidden Treasures Lie | Breaking Up | Train of thoughts | Victims | The last book | Earth and Sky | Krypto's song | HATE | Testimony | On the come up | The ... | Free pear | Pray for light | Jonah | Writer's block? | Old Faithful | Begin anew | True Riches | Late night habits | The Proud man | Write Impact |The shout!
Chords they penetrate
the chambers of her mind
In each room a different sound
another melody combined
with rhythms glucking, aggressive and refined
Should she let go?
Open the doors and let the music be free?
It’s the first day of the year.
The window opens
The air is light, the sky is clear
Her lungs filled with freedom
A shout into the open space!
Her voi...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:19 pm
Also by Pyrola:
In the wind | Flames |21st Century Folly
On June 23rd the people chose
They chose to leave the club
They chose to stand alone
And they chose to snub.
They snubbed the whole of Europe
They took their toys and turned
They turned away from commonsense
And forget all that they’d learned.
They turned inward and gazed
Stared hard at their navels
Their children’s futures narrowed
As the parents turned ...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:06 pm
Also by Paul Nunn:
What falls... |In The Light of The Evening
I work hard most days
hands all rough by six
ah, but it’s worth every callous
whatever’s needed
and when I’m done, I walk
right down the sea-front promenade
sip on a cup of something
so warm and so sweet
with those boats sailing in and out
in the lazy light of the evening
There forms a shape in the foam on my coffee
I see the outline of your nose and eyes
looking up at me
I wonder j...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:02 pm
Also by Tom:
Read You Once More |On Being Seen
On Being Seen
These are said to be human,
They breathe they eat,
They are equal to all
And all are equal,
Yet they have the power,
Power to take away
The pittance from a family man,
Power to stop a young boy,
A young girl from aspirations
With good working principles.
‘You’ve been seen!’
They say in their juvenile way,
And then it’s the food ba...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 10:28 pm
Also by Noetic-fret!:
Bedlams Wake | Kill Switch | Beyond The Boundaries Of Words |MR PRESIDENT
From the uncertain depths of diplomacy
rose up this Kraken
his massive mouth spouting
and no one knows the ocean's mind
or the depths that it can sink to.
In the ascendancy he is
scornful of harpoons
the hide impenetrable
so, all you travellers on the seas
and on your land and in the air
remember to take some extra care
as others legitimize those loony tunes.
...Tuesday 31st January 2017 9:56 pm
Also by ray pool:
CURSORY RHYME | NORTH WALES IN THE FIFTIES | LATE ARRIVAL | SERIAL KILLER | THE BIG ISSUE | I USED TO BELIEVE | LIKE REFUGEES | URINARY PACT | BECKY THE MASSEUR | IN THE VALLEYS | FOX | APRIL 14 1912 | APRIL 14 1912 | FUNKY MEMORY | OLD LOVE | AND THEN WAS THE WINTER | JOURNEY THROUGH THE STARS |eighteen
my legs are closed now
so it's all through to you
you say:
what a night
you're fantastic
well
that was fun
while it lasted
I say:
oh yeah
well
go on now
get gone
but despite my efforts
to deny it
to hide it
my young heart
is ripped open,
in two
because
it's through
wondering your answers
to the questions
...Tuesday 31st January 2017 9:29 pm
Also by Little Bit:
fantasy | first love | creativity constipation |On paths
On paths we cross,
threads connecting
in place
Our alignments tangle
in a web
of time
Flashes trapped
as water drops
on glass
When day closes,
our vapour trails
I trace
Those moments in place,
roll like ripples
on a lake
Those places in time,
held like snow globes
in my mind
Tuesday 31st January 2017 9:03 pm
How Come
How come people cannot find the time , to demonstrate against groomers . How come people say nothing about the cruelty against children and the Sharea law . How come people who are elderly and disabled are discriminated against. But funds are always found for the rich . How if you are a groomer you can fade without feeling the pain of being caught . And how come millions of people who don't feel t...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 6:42 pm
Also by Wendy Higson:
Hearsay |Your Poetry
A few silent words lay between us
on some stained and shady card-table
for all the song and dance now skip'd along
and each chosen line stands for ten
this the burden of being penned
A bitter glass of judgement lies full-drained
truer thirst realised in venom-fail
offer a fair hearing to one dream-sane
the slightest insight magnified
for its own sake rest satisfied
Tuesday 31st January 2017 5:47 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:
(untitled) | (untitled) | (untitled) | Nostalgia |DUMP ON TRUMP
The world and its dog seem determined to dump
All the guilt in their world on President Trump.
Yet it was the saintly Obama - looking back -
Who placed SIX month exclusions on folk from Iraq.
And the list of proscribed lands he handed on
Has been taken up by the much maligned Don.
Whose position as president duly elected
Entitles him and his office to be respected.
...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 5:39 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
MEETING IN A PHOTOGRAPH | LOOK AT ME | IGNORANCE IN ACTION | HOPE TO COPE |HAIKU: Dead Poets Society
Tuesday 31st January 2017 5:00 pm
Also by Paul Waring:
A Question of Faith | When I Go | F.A. Haiku | A Rose-Tinted Spectacle | Night Mining | People Watching | Tragedy | A Sweet Victory For The Solemn | The Name Game - Part 2 | The Giant Seed | Ma Fleur | The Name Game - Part 1 | Willy Liar | The Innocents | Prokofiev's Prayer | if only...... | Dead of Night | Sunflower | Truth and Lies | Adolescent 1972 | JustGoJustGoJustGo | The News | Full Circle | BlameShameGuilt | Portland Court | HIGH STREET BLUES | Nostalgia | Lacuna | HAIKU: WISDOM |My Mind’s A Blank
My mind’s a blank
I just can’t think
To be quite frank
I’m on the brink
Right at the edge
Without a chance
Out on a ledge
Stood in a trance
Stood in a trance
Out on a ledge
Without a chance
Right at the edge
I’m on the brink
To be quite frank
I just can’t think
My mind’s a blank
Tuesday 31st January 2017 4:59 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
For Me, It’s In The Eyes | Warbling Bird | Mountain Goat | La Gioconda | Fuck Off Facebook | Urban Gale | Green Shoots Of Love | The Night | Buds | Unwed | Wild Haggis |Little Red Rabbit
He dressed her in velvet,
His little rabbit.
He coveted her sweetness.
She was his drug habit.
Bloody kisses bite her lip
But it's ok, he loves her right?
His perfect partner, perfect wife,
Slap her nearly every night.
Takes her out in his expensive gift.
He chose it, she must wear it,
She feels embarrassed, tarted up,
Don't say it, touch-paper lit.
...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 4:49 pm
Also by Louise Clarke:
The Sand Man | Lost | Not all Monsters have Fangs | The Dead Dolls | The Nail Bar | Whitby Abbey | Say Yes to the Dress | Michelle | Love | My Way | The Preacher | Rest | The Whispering Winds | Laughter | Screams | Magic Spells | Let's Play Pretend | Peaceful Escape | The Masquerade Party | Charisma | The Black Dog | Goodbye | The Seed | The Green Gate |In the poetic doghouse
“You’re pushing me to the edge, can’t you see?” said my poem.
“The stimulus is dead. Gone.
All you care about is what I look like from the outside;
the superfluous structure and form. And empty words.
What you’re missing is that big bewitching idea
that lies deep within me, waiting to be ignited.
Time you admitted that you’re intellectually impotent
and emotionally sterile.
...Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:39 pm
Also by Chakraj:
It takes one shattering Trump Card | The breath of life (and death) | His Roger Highness | Picking up the pieces | The Real Me | A gorgeous, gifted bird she was! | Life's blue-eyed boy | What's mine's mine. | Ever been to that sacred place inside you? | The Purity of Poetry | DEMOCRAZY | The Call of the Goddess | fANTastic | Change is permanent | Come, drink of my madness | Hanging out with my mind | Heart & Soul | Remembering Robin | a FRESH START | Final Resting Plaice | Global Warning | Senior executive seeks suitable position | The Joys of Sax | The Redemption | Nothing more to say | Oh gardener in me | Prosthetic Priestess | Politicks and other creepy crawlies | WhatsApp Geezer? | Same again please | The Awakening | Hi-resolution New Year | Half past deluded | Live Death | The Miracle of You | Living my miracle | Roger's Back! | Chemistry is a mirage | You can't change it. So hug it. |Diffrent attitude of mind
The innocent
By the sweat of
One's brow
Their likes aspire
To grow.
For them
Bread and water
Is all right
So far as their walk
Could face the glare of light!
The corrupt
Bugs, they are not averse
To fattening
By the blood and tears of others!
Tuesday 31st January 2017 1:01 pm
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:
What do I care? | A sunny rain | Self Canibalism | Elegy by a poet |Mumbo jumbo
Summer sounds are echoing now
As the moo comes from the cow
The bark that came out from the dog
Is wrapped around a burning log
Flying birds go shooting by
One by one towards the sky
Buzzing bees go humming past
Followed by the wasp thats last
Rabbits hop and jump around
The worms that live upon the ground
The ants are working all day long
As mary jane br...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 10:14 am
Also by james bowness:
(THROW THE EGG) JOHNY CLEGG. | Little people ( in my head ) | King of the dead |pmurt
the human race is deeply flawed
and power does corrupt
still yet we cry, a wailing wall
morality erupts
Tuesday 31st January 2017 4:44 am
Also by Stuart Buck:
mirrored images | the day of the lord will come like a thief | a king without a crown | i will ruin everything eventually | breaking an azeotrope with unidirectional pressure manipulation |Eye-am
Adorable and employable
Observe, as my top lip curls,
exposed white-tip pearls.
divided, exaggerated notions, ideal motions, dividends on an emotional ever-growing emotional severance.
Ideas of a dead mans long-lost lust lure curve.
i have found home, at last, rest absorbs into this stale husk
Thus ensures a thousand year rest, at peace, at last.
The ability to cease.
Endless torrents, ...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:59 am
Also by Jack Hopwaters Jr:
Sometime then? |Alternatives
Everyone who has every had their heart broken has had that thought-
Is it better to feel or to feel nothing at all?
In the heart of it, you wish to feel nothing,
Not an ounce of pain or heartache every again.
Is it truly better to have loved and lost
Than to have never loved at all.
Clear mindedly, I easily follow that with a yes.
But when you are crying out at 2AM for somethi...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:50 am
Also by M H:
Outloud | That Feeling | Wanderlust | Midnight Blues | Supposed To | Strength? |Watermelon Life
Life is a jolly watermelon
With seeds and juice galore;
Should I need someone to share it,
I know you are only next door.
Some might say the rind
Is so thick, who can prevail,
But I think of the soft center
Impacted by every detail.
How often do you bite right down
To the edge of any other fruit?
These watermelons hold the prize
Of filling you up tongue and tooth.
Let's share this wo...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:35 am
Also by Randall Eckstein:
I Have No Fear of Death | Pancake Geology | Time again | Inscrutable Intentions | My Pet, Death | Shadows | Acamapichtli and Dark Moon Night | The Theater of my Life | Hope | Philology | Oracle | Wallflowers | Snowy Night in the Early Spring | Mermaid Song | The Fine Guilt of Physics | She wants to feel 日本 (Japan) | Yima |Bye . . .
Isn't "bye" a form of saying you're leaving for a while or even forever...? I mean isn't that the message people receive? It hurts a lot honestly ... But then you're stuck in between did this person mean "bye as in see you tomorrow" or "bye as in I'm leaving forever." We don't ever know until time shows us. They're either there the next day...or gone... and all you can do is be happy or feel the p...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:13 am
Excuses
I tug and pull and tug and pull
I've been doing this for ages
I tug and pull and tug and pull
Nothing ever changes
I tug and pull and tug and pull
It's making me go crazy
I tug and pull and tug and pull
People think I'm lazy
I tug and pull and tug and pull
I'm doing my best to save me
I tug and pull and tug and pull
A mess is all that they see
I tug and pull and tug and pu...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 12:01 am
Also by Wonderer:
Painfully Unique | You're too complacent | Bar of soap | Where are the wise ones? |FIVE LAST YEARS
(A piece I wrote 40 years ago in support of retirement at 60 for mineworkers. Harold Wilson was Prime Minister and Derek Ezra was Chairman of the National Coal Board. I was a young recruit)
At the end of this month I shall be 59
And for 44 years I’ve worked in the mines
When once I was strong, for my health I now fear
I ought to retire at the end of the year.
I’ve worked ...
Monday 30th January 2017 10:48 pm
Also by John Coopey:
IF THEY COME | CLIFFORD'S TOWER - A VILLANELLE | MUTTON | BLOODY PEST | TALE FROM THE NORTH COUNTRY | YOUR FIRST HUT IS THE CHEAPEST | VILLANELLE FOR A SHED | "IT'S BROUGHT US HERE" | LEAVE IT IN THE GROUND |EASE DROPPING
She said she wanted to go home
he replied "not now"
The look on her face
said there was more
going on than just her words
were they fighting
was she just tired
She put her fork down
and gazed out the window
He continued to eat
like he did not notice
her needs
With no words
she got up and went
to the ladies room
He took out his cell phone
and began ...
Monday 30th January 2017 9:54 pm
Also by lynn hahn:
WALKING THRU MEMORIES | HERE AFTER | ROAD TRIP | DARK ADDICTION | HAPPY BIRTHDAY | GROOMING | OH TO THE... | WHO'S IN CONTROL | ALL ABOUT HIM | PERFECTION | WHAT IS A POEM | POWER OF THE WORD | BURY THE HATCHET | GOTTA Luv em | LOVE'S MYSTERY | ON THE WAY | HATE HEALS | DEDICATION | THE BENCH | HURRICANE OF HURTS | TRUMP | JUST BREATH | JOY GONE BAD | TOMORROW | SILLY OLD MAN | BLESSED | TIME | COLORS | INVISIBLE PEOPLE | SEXY BOY | NEW YEAR |The ransom
We tremble at the thought that our loved one is missed
Being kidnapped at beach while on restful retreat
Grabbed with a stronger hand, and taped as a canned meat
Tossed in the back of van with limbs flailing in twist
Delivered as a note is a messy blackmail
Of a million dollars, as a classless insult
The pain and the torture of missing the result
An ear chopped off, latest of this sad tal...
Monday 30th January 2017 8:43 pm
Also by Louis Audet:
Dictatorship | The cruise | Wanting something good | Storm | Mighty Dream | Trip | Drunk | Outfit | Reconnecting | Porn Star | The rock | The news | Mystery | Swapping | Daggers | Veteran's Day | Right one | Be Friends | Living Another Underwater Rescue Adventure | Vacation - Last Day | Vacation - The day trip | Mr Fantismo in Director's Chair | Mr Fantismo at Sea | Vacation - walk on the beach | Game of Life | New Life | Vacation - Night Out | Vacation - Lounging | Vacation - Pool side | Vacation - Airplane ride | Finding Your Partner |My Stillborn Child, by Jose Coleman
Mhow, India, January 1941
Oh my heart's darling why
could they not let you lie
under the open sky
outside the wall
where the clean rain could fall
and the sun shine?
Silent. No bird will sing
there where you lie
under the tall thin trees.
They with their pointed leaves
crowd out the light,
filter the monsoon rains,
deaden the air along lines of graves.
Do you rest still,
would-...
Monday 30th January 2017 7:16 pm
Tonight
Tonight I realized its not up to you to decide me.
Its not my job to initiate conversation,
Its not my requirement to put on more makeup,
You don't get to decide what shirts you think look good on me.
Tonight I realized its not my place to lower myself to you.
I don't have to make sure you're satisfied,
I don't need to stop what I'm doing to answer to you.
There's only one of me, and ther...
Monday 30th January 2017 1:50 pm
From Friendship to Love (II)
Rewriting boundaries
The transition from friendship to love
Is laced with clues
Neither of the parties could see
But oblivious to everybody else
Dancing around feeling
Like skating on frozen lakes
Until they start
To crack like tension
And feelings became rescues
Whether at 6 in the morning
On the way to work
At a frozen train station
Or well past midnight
Staring out of the wi...
Monday 30th January 2017 12:46 pm
Also by Andy N:
From Friendship to Love | Spoken Label seeking new writers for podcasts |Alt-Prayer
I hope he wakes screaming with his teeth all fallen out
on the pillow of the dreams that were stolen overnight.
I hope the taste upon his tongue is iron mixed with salt
crossed with brickdust, faulty locks and crucified hate.
I hope for him a long life, epiphanies of bad faith.
I wish for him a hunger never silent or asleep.
I hope for him an ever present thirst to be i...
Monday 30th January 2017 12:06 pm
Also by Laura Taylor:
River Estate Retrospective | Assertion Repetition and Contagion | Lullament |Sleeping in a Forest
Everyone deserves a dream or two.
Sleeping in a Forest
Light and fire and music
all dance within me
in this perfect, silent forest
as she welcomes me to her breast,
full with fallen seeds and crinkled leaves
for my head; my bed of ashen river stones,
murmured possums, and repose. Long I slept
while overhead the white-hot starfields
bent to their nightly arcs...
Monday 30th January 2017 9:16 am
Also by Chris Hubbard:
Poppy | Bright Sky | A Rider | Sailing an Inland Sea | Snow and Lightning | Aeschylus Unbound | Ocean Wanderer | A Book of Hours | Chris Hubbard @ Mont Saint-Michel |Perspective Changes
i was a Christian.
Christian enough to stay out of trouble.
i was tough and smart.
Tough enough to cut myself.
Smart enough to not get caught.
Now i'm a Christian.
Christian enough to rely on God.
i am strong and wise.
Strong enough to ask for help.
Wise enough to open myself up.
Monday 30th January 2017 4:03 am
Also by LeeJ Waters:
The First of Many | Anxiety | Quiet Resentment |Gave Me Up To Tears
Gave Me Up To Tears
"And all my mother came into mine eyes
And gave me up to tears."
— William Shakespeare, Henry V
The air tastes of mashed potatoes
When she looks into your eyes
And you look back at the fear and hurt
And she says she’s sorry for dragging you here
And you tell her it’s nothing
Even though you were complaining
That very same thing on the drive h...
Sunday 29th January 2017 9:35 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:
Saint Hate | Down In The Hole | Forsaking Auld Lang Syne |The People
There is a place
For the people by the people
But who are the people
We are the people
You are the people
The people that drown and float
Who laugh and cry
Who spit and die
All in the name of the people
Who are not
We are the people who stand up and count
Who dare to put our heads
On the block
Above the parapet
Who will be a target
For the people witho...
Sunday 29th January 2017 3:58 pm
Also by Martin Elder:
Waiting | Not yet sixteen |Penally Viagra
I went to Penally and,
caught down poems,
from the land, and the sea, and the sky,
A Viagra for the lack of words,
When words from life run dry.
Sunday 29th January 2017 8:59 am
Also by Peter Ray:
Bags of Shite | Turn Of The Tide | The Extent Of The Tide | Before The Tide | How Evil Is The Mind Of Man | Responsibility |One-Way
When you cry
I cry
When you smile
I smile
When you run
I run
When you jump
I jump
But
When I do
You don't
Sunday 29th January 2017 3:21 am
Also by Anjeza Shahini:
Death in Real Time |crusade 2 (1/27/2017)
cross-stitched dregs: the innocent
amputees march under burnt barons
welder's waltz on bitumen
danced through europe on red herrings
could I dare to fit the mold?
backstep quarry as I am
red-cooled as the iron folds?
to slay my fellow Abram's men?
all us may bear alike it seems
unstained by winter's medusa gaze
frozen hearts' slates and slips and screams
buried neath the grounds whe...
Saturday 28th January 2017 11:01 pm
Also by Zach Dafoe:
the rifleman that played in minors (1/27/2017) | ache 2 (1/22/2017) |Flightless flight of blight and fright
Stuck on a grounded flight
Seats all taken with people of plight
Coughing, spluttering my new blight
Given delays this is my night
Stifling affliction that I can't fight
Snot rags, diseased air, cabin of fright
Suffocating infections this isn't right
Escape to the toilet I just might
Begin my flight
Away from the plight
Away from this blight
Of this just starting night
Such a futile fi...
Saturday 28th January 2017 5:15 pm
Also by Mel Shield:
Morning Musing | Antisocial Transport | 5 Hour 15 Minute Coach Journey | Leaving Early |A Man for All Seasons
He first grabbed our attention as Baron Richard Rich
Next a leading role as John Merrick (The Elephant Man)
In Nineteen Eighty - Four Winston Smith was his pitch
A drama unfolded as Mr. Braddock in The Hit
Stephen Ward in the Profumo affair what a Scandal
Quentin Crisp in The Naked Civil servant in 1975
Caligula in I, Claudius he definitely could handle
Out of his Tardis the...
Saturday 28th January 2017 4:07 pm
Also by Tom Doolan:
Goodbye - 'Allo 'Allo | LA LA Land & Me | Fire from the Sky | Nice to See You | 2016 - Taken but not Forsaken |freedom
whats up is up and down is down
hey im the kind of guy who likes to get around
tied and tethered, thats not me fool
this place is on lock down
I don't need your school
just give me some wings so I can fly
what Lynard sung about
what Jimmy lived, well atleast before he died
I mean if we can set are minds and hearts free why not our bodies too.
I mean just ask yourself " W...
Saturday 28th January 2017 7:42 am
Also by old shoes:
Grey | Hammer Time |Nothing...?...
My pain, guilt are nothing ... if compared
With your miraclish feel "self-value"
(Nothing evident).
Friday 27th January 2017 9:52 pm
Also by Dora Rochi:
Behind Point | Betray a Poor Man | Leaf | Pleasure | Revealing Peace | Dependent |Sculpted
Traveller: walk roads.
Wash eye's innocence in life's flow.
Erode face-gullies in time's flood.
Let years sculpt wisdom into an open soul.
Face journey's lessons willing.
Respond. Adapt. Change.
Face alternate current.
Learn. Change again.
Be you. Inner you. Consistent.
Washed clean.
Altered.
Time's sculpture, life's subject.
Your self.
Friday 27th January 2017 8:52 pm
Also by Rich:
Happen |Absence of the mind
Torn pages,
words unspoken.
Thoughts undeveloped,
feelings being neglected.
I've turned into a creature I can't understand.
I've turned into something I cannot stand.
Friday 27th January 2017 8:44 pm
Circle Pantoom
Life moves in a circle,
Try not to get lost.
It burns you up inside,
Or even goes to frost.
Try not to get lost,
In a world turned to flames.
Or even goes to frost,
When all else delays.
In a world turned to flames,
Screaming, shouting, pouting,
When all else delays,
Those who care shall wait the outing.
Screaming, shouting, pouting,
The cold c...
Friday 27th January 2017 7:54 pm
Also by D Philo:
less |Cooking With Mother
You'll need following ingredients:
1 female Homo Sapien pond life
1 male Homo Sapien pond life*
1 bottle of Lambrini or cheap Prosecco
30 lambert & Butler or 10g Amber leaf rolling tobacco
Fag papers
1 bottle of Red Square vodka
1 bottle Diet Coke
1/2g coke
Ketamine
Jeremy Kyle show plus audience of suitable misery parasites
KFC bargain bucket
*if pond life not available any idiot...
Friday 27th January 2017 10:07 am
Also by Jeff:
I'm Ready | My Unfavorite Things | 172800 Seconds In A Life | We're Doing No Wrong | What a Waste | Next Time | What Do Yer Say? | 1 in 50 | Serial Killer Butchers | Breakfast at Dictionaries | The Day They Took Me Foreskin | Books Down Children | They Said, I Said, She Said |Home
If i could grow wings and fly away, i would fly straight to heaven and get on my knees and pray. I would beg for forgiveness from the good Lord above, and all i would ask is to simply feel loved. I would bow my head down and give up my soul, i would pray to find happiness in any role, a child, a young woman, a mother, a friend...if only true joy i would feel in the end. But for me its a struggle n...
Friday 27th January 2017 6:14 am
Also by Heidi:
Me | Anger |After A Break Up
After a breakup, pain may linger with you a while,
but one morning you will wake once more with a smile,
Until that time comes write notes to throw away,
notes that hold your pain, to leave you free one day,
There's no clock with the means to predict the date,
don't let heartbreak turn love over to the icy grip of hate,
for positive feelings are those we all seek in our liv...
Thursday 26th January 2017 11:13 am
We are all connected
All the people you don't like have the right to walk on this planet just as much as you do.
We all have a purpose. Never forget that. I find myself taking people for granted, but the world needs us all to move forward. don't think anothers life doesn't matter.
Thursday 26th January 2017 11:13 am
Also by Youthfullyxx:
Not surprised | Love spilled on the carpet | Born sick | Society brainwashed me | Open up we can share the mess | Lack of love |Auction of my Heart
(He entered da Auction-room. a bare-footed, untidy-casual young man. When he stepped on the stage, bidders start whispering among themselves. Suddenly breaking his silence, Slowly he starts Reciting da Lines… )
Tonight,
I would like to auction ma Heart
Yes, My own Pulsating Heart,
What is -
Stupid, because of its foolishness.
Idiot, for its sky long day-dreaming
And obstinate...
Thursday 26th January 2017 8:47 am
Norway 3
Those kind Norwegian men
With their big hands
Leading the walking wounded
Those kind Norwegian men
With their warm smiles and blankets
And paper cup coffee
Those kind Norwegian men
With their strong arms
And their gentle words
God bless those kind Norwegian men
Wednesday 25th January 2017 5:01 pm
Also by Hazel ettridge:
Norway 2 | I lived my life that way | Another inaugural speech | Norway 1 | In response to a poetry blog | Today | Starters Orders | Show me | A word of wisdom | Little me Big me | Difficult work colleague | Poem? | The meaning of it all | Joy |
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