poetry from the heart and soul...

just seeing that posted there..
above my signature picture,
gave me shivers..

 

He is intense and has very dense writing so it is hard to take it all in. I don't even understand half of it and I am sure it makes him sad

He's deep! LOL, in case you didn't notice

 

yes I had.
some need reading slowly and thinking through..
others I get straight away, but it's going to take time to get to the end of that thread, that's for sure..
but I'm enjoying it..

 

nice work peaceful lady

 

so sorry snake-grass, have only just seen your post here today..
thank you for your kind comment..
haven't written anything for a while..will have to remedy that.

 

well, i dnt write poetry, but im depressed lol and i was looking for some1 to read it. I basically am hanging wit my ex 1on1 and still have feelings for her, which is y i wrote this, I dnt think i could even call it poetry cause it sux and I wrote it in like 2min, but what the heck, none of u kno me lol.

I sit next to you,
All comfy and cozy,
I sit next you,
Talking and chatting,
I sit next to you,
Giggling and laughing,
I sit next to you,
Deceitful and Lying.

There’s a secret I have,
I can keep it no longer.
There’s a secret I have,
My pain grows stronger,
There’s a secret I have,
If only I could tell you my secret.

I cannot tell you,
It’s a dangerous secret and only I hold the truth.
I cannot tell you,
For it could shatter the night,
I cannot tell you,
I wish it would make light,
I cannot tell you,
I wish we could share this secret.

 

that made my heart stop for just a moment..for a very personal reason.
you say this isn't poetry, oh yes it is, and a very powerful message there.

you give the reason you wrote this, and it came from the heart.
maybe you should show this to your ex and then talk to her about what it is you want to tell..

beautiful piece of writing, and thank you for sharing it here.

 

... from your heart and soul ...

Very nice

 

I'm also just starting out. Would anyone mind taking a look and telling me what you think? I've only gotten friends and family opinions and i really want opinions outside of the forced positivity.

But i really really like the first poem about jaia

 

Many times a week, Mrs. Ester comes to Whole Foods.
She rides a pink schwinn with a black banana seat;
black sacks hanging from the handle-bars.

She will accept flowers, but not money, and speaks with spirit...
a few times last year she would have long empassioned prayers,
fine-tuning her radio, listening and speaking;
cords of song, rippling to the stars.

Of late, after a bit of tasty-treat,
she will doze head tossed back
or reclined on the cool black tabletop;
zoned, blissfully, like a comforted child.

'Beautiful weather, Mrs. Ester.'
'That it is...'