It hurts when I look at you You chin raised so high So full of self-virtue You don’t hear my cry Your eyes full of judgement As you survey around Your lips spill your disappointment As my confidence you pound Your...
Are you a slave? Maybe you are and you don't know it yet. For all of us, this is a question worth answering. If it turns out that the answer is yes, where do you go from here? How do you respond?
First Love, who can ever forget their first passionate love interest? And why did they run away from it?
Guilty Pleasures Denying my supposed maturity, one which should in theory attend adulthood, I wonder if life would improve only if I lost myself in guilty pleasures. Would these satisfy and satiate me in ways which responsibility...
In acknowledgement of National Poetry Month, haiku style poems are offered in honor of the lives lost in recent terror attacks around the world.
This poem/story is an introduction to a character I created for a series of children's books. I hope you enjoy The Adventures of Ashley Petunia.
The power of love is felt only by the souls in its grip. This is a poem of vulnerability and, at the same time, power.
A poem on the subject of Internet trolling and how the image of a troll has changed for many of us since our childhood.
There are few things in this world more inspiring than the simple emotion, and act of love. People have died for it, poets and musicians have made careers from it, entire books can't invoke enough....
This article contains data about lighthouses throughout history, and a poem about a fictional lighthouse keeper.
A strange tree sits by Interstate 40. Strange because it is the kind of shrub that one would expect to find in the flower bed of a well-to-do home. This poem is inspired by this out-of-place shrub.
A poem this author wrote back in her 'dark ages' of the late 1980s, describing the feelings of feeling friendless and alone.
Most winters, the shores of Lake Michigan become locked in ice, and some winters the ice sheet reaches beyond the horizon. The natural beauty of it touches our souls with wonder. ...
Feeling alone in a relationship can truly be detrimental to your relationships. It is imperative to communicate with your partners how you feel so that the relationship will improve.
Being an Oompa Loompa was an inborn passion of mine that my parents put into good use by honing in on my natural Oompa Loompa skills at the tender age of 15. Thus, my career took off at the factory!
A look back on a few emotions I felt during a few heartbreaks. I hope you enjoy these poems. Thanks for reading!
My grandchildren live far away in Asia. When they visit, it is a very special time. Writing poems about their activities helps me remember good times. These memories are from their visit in 2015.
This is a short story, written poetically, about a meaningful romance that quickly grew and quickly ended, and the reasons why.
Burning witches happen throughout 13th century to the 18th Century. This is the story of a witch named Anna who had her revenge.
A poem about rivers along with information about rivers in the U.S. and in literature is in this article.
Many of the incarcerated have stories to tell or live their own literary merits. Some of their lives are historical novels, urban poetry or narratives anticipating an audience. Here are some examples
By morning, the human soul is a child. By afternoon, the human soul is an adult. By evening, the human soul is a reflection of the way it has lived-a reflection of both experience, dreams and reality.
The nuclear industry makes billions from building and maintaining nuclear power stations. It is not in their financial interest to broadcast just how dangerous they are.
This is a poem about the feelings of a circus clown. Do you know who he really is? The clown who entertains and makes us laugh is also a human being just like you and me.
This is an ode to the beautiful mountains of N.C., along with information about national parks there.
This article features a poem about how sunrise can inspire memories. Facts about our sun are also included.
Can we define love? Love is a feeling, difficult to define. It has many forms, Mother’s love, Father’s love, Sibling love, Grandparents love, love between husband/ wife, and the love for the Supreme.
Hi guys, i had written the entire poem using emoji but it seems like hubpages does not support emoji so i just typed the word in place. Hope you like it.
Narcissistic Personality Disordered individuals gain our trust with convincing facades of helpfulness and kindness. Then, once they have our trust, they will turn our entire world upside down.
What happens when we dream? Are they sometimes prophetic or are they just nonsense and mean nothing?
The Earth is dying by the hand of man. This is a poem from my heart, breaking for the earth. Are we going to sit and look how the Earth is being raped to death, or are we going to stand up?
Women must learn to tolerate and transcend the many indignities age inflicts upon their bodies in the post-menopausal years. This funny poem lists the complaints, but ends on a positive note.
When crows fly over the Rustbelt, doves line the fence posts in neat little rows and scowl at the sky above the figures, waiting for a soothing rain that never comes.
To knock someone off their feet being on the make Oh! for heaven's sake this wasn't a fairy tale Dressed in doors so please let's not pour our hearts out. Let your door make a real love statement
Pride is a noisy and loud aspect of the character that is a threat to humility. Only the quietness of humility can extinguish it.
Love is blind, and easily mistreated. How many times have we seen a shredded dove, woefully unaware of the wolf? We must wrench open our eyes to truly see the dark hearts within...
Each poem offers a postmodern sketch of the qualities that have stood the test of time for each man remembered. Some were friends; others were just fiends, although begging for expression.
We all have hopes and dreams for our lives, but how about for our world? This is a poem about what I want for the world.
A reflection on distant beauty, like birds overhead, or the sun. Untouchable, but one can dream... Spur of the moment thing, I hope you enjoy it :)
Like a Femme fatale perfect plan fairytale what a sexy jaw chin. How to protect me felt so much like lovers sin to protect thyself went so out of my proportion prelude to a kiss no protection I missed
In such corrupted world, agony, deceit, hate, evil, self-hate, has spread and we shall come together in unity to the combat this war within us and one another.
Mothers, motherhood, and mothering are perfect subjects for poetry because of the deep emotional ties between mother and child.
After surviving the many hurdles of life, a couple's mature love forms a lasting union. On Valentine's Day, couples in long term relationships celebrate the strength of sustained, romantic love.
Endless love is a treasure that flows, tenderly; fragrantly sweet, it enchants our life’s path with a vibrant energy from the unprecedented joy it brings!
This Hub is particularly useful to aspirants, in so far as it attempts to show the universal oneness of the Heart, The psychic Heart. It is covered in aphorisms and poetry for that purpose.
In our daily life, we go through a great deal , but we rarely give attention to the pleasure we get from simple things and some guys. How we hanker after pleasure ; we even take recourse to brutality.
Haiku poetry is a Japanese art form that encapsulates a feeling about nature in a few short lines. Here are a few haiku about cats.
Siblings are like branches of a tree. They may grow in opposite directions, but are united at the roots. If the roots are strong and firm to the ground, nothing can separate them, no matter where they
Is something really better than you thought you wanted to lay there deeply your thoughts wandered he loves to read your lips but first his honest hands touched your Coffee magically he dived right in
Think outside of the Valentine (box) and send some “love” verses to people you really don’t like. They need love, too.
Turning 18 is the first big step when growing into adulthood. Overnigt you are held responsible for your own actions. Scary but also exiting.
This hub features information about different types of capitalism and a poem about that economic system.
Turning fifty is a big milestone in one's life but it doesn't have to be a millstone. Lollipop Man is a short funny poem about all the things that go on in the life of a fifty something baldy guy. Money, romance, grandkids and don't forget the nose hair! There is also a description of a short flip book animation I made of the poem.
A poem using a particular way of styling words to enhance their effect; to show the poetic flow in the seemingly non-poetical comment.
One heart two lovers. It's a woman who loved for 2 guys in her life. While she walk away she can't control her emotions to cry.
I think most operating room nurses and techs will connect with this poem. It is what we do most days of the week.
SOMETIMES WE IGNORE WHAT WE REALLY NEED BECAUSE WE HATE HOW IT FEELS. WANTING EVERYTHING TO COME EASY
An original poem on being a first-generation, out-of-state college student from the blue-collar South.
A poem about what art does for me along with some of my personal art pieces, and an explanation to how art and my anxiety have become friends in my world.
Why do we need an approval for love did it become all X marks the spot with a dot and a desirable love plot. Let's love me knot love by chance don't let your best time put you in a trance
We celebrated on December 16 to commemorate the victory of the Allied forces over the Pakistani forces in the Bangladesh Liberation War in 1971. I didn't see the moment but I feel that in every monemt
A poem exploring head-to-head collision at borders between two countries. In fact, it is a painful recollection of images emanating from war-hit countries where nothing but humanity dies.
A poem and pictures. An explanation of how my art and poetry merged for this piece. Dedicated to the late Dolores O' Riordan and her fans. Thanks for the extra inspiration!
Some aspects of life tend to remind us of mortality in very powerful ways. Here are three poems about things that make me think about how deeply death and dying are intertwined with life and living.
I used in this poem the rhyming scheme which Edgar Allen Poe used in his famous poem 'The Raven' which was partly inspired by the pet raven of Charles Dickens.
Through beautiful pictures, quotes, and poetry, this hub shows us how angels can inspire us to do good with our lives by creating a more loving and peaceful world.
Love is a Promise. Love is a Gift. Love is Never Forgotten. Together We Will Face All. You Won't Be Alone.
The following was a poem written for my wife in the hopes of getting her to smile. It worked rather well.
People luv to tell you "they're all the same". Don't believe them! It isn't true. Pick your ground and stand it. And don't let them lull you into apathy. Some things are worth fighting for!
A poem for those who have lost their Mom and still want to talk about her. Beautiful words and paintings designed to inspire and comfort.
What an incredible experience I had of God can breaking through my sorrow and despair comforting me and hope by rejoicing and singing over me with His love. He offers this to those that seek Him.
Does time erase the deep feelings and love we have for our dear mothers? Will the pain ever ease to know they are gone forever? This poem explores one view.
I was recently introduced to a poem by William Henry Davies titled "Leisure". This poem "No More Unicorns" was inspired by reading that poem.
He restlessly lays in his bed, Recalling all of the things that were said, He thinks maybe the end is upon him.
Puffed up and sweaty after three hours of walking up the hill I stopped to admire the view of Franz Jozef Glacier that suddenly appeared out of clouds across the valley. 'I never seen glacier before.'
Opposites really do attract as evident in this rhyme below- and our relationship memes! Logical Spock, and I, are almost perfect for each other! Well, almost...
We are all connected. Often times, we may not feel connected, but we are. We are connected, not only with each other, but with the world and the universe.
Chris Brown is an artist I grew up with; I appreciate his gift for artistry and his music is truly a part of why I love R&B. This; a response poem to one of my favorite songs Heartbreak on a Full Moon
More than ever, as we judge by perceived negative traits rather than character, the black male feels under siege. Stereotyping his physical appearance affects how he secretly feels about himself.
You're privileged if you can fall back on happy childhood memories. I had the luck to be one of those and I thank my parents for that.
Two free verse sonnets expressing the joy of serving and spiritual travelling as a sojourner on the Path of Light.
A poem dedicated to all the mouthpieces that can't let others speak for fear it will crush their ideological ways.
This is a poem I wrote about how easy it is to get so caught up in the holiday frenzy that we miss the real meaning of Christmas.
This is a poem that I came up with while sitting around thinking about my childhood, and some memories of my past.
This is my take on the popular Bible story of David and Goliath from the Bible put written in rhyming verse.
Wherever you go, be it in the real world or online, you come across two types of people "fake" and "genuine." This poem gives a basic guide as to how to differentiate the two.
These three poem will help heal a broken heart and if you have ever been cheated in a relation then you will surely be able to connect with my poems.
Every risk is worth taking if it leads to a good life. How do you work out what is a good risk and what is a poor risk? Take a Look and See...
Poems inspired by the autumn season. Autumn is a beautiful season filled with vibrant changing colors.
There is no greater pain than being taken from somewhere that gives you strength, heals you, replenishes you. It is as though my own blood has been pulled from me...
Old friendships are best; and an old friend who is a close friend is a divine favor. This poem describes and expresses appreciation for the sweet pleasure and joy of a long-term good friendship.
This is about the amazing, undeniable bond between a mother and her son that will never be forgotten and cannot be driven away by any force or by any distance. Because of this bond, they hear each other's agonies and feel each other's pains, with no effort at all.
A Love Letter to My Mother are expressive words about a mom who battled cancer bravely. It was the last Valentine's Day gift that was given by her daughter.
A man pursues his prize with poetic pick-up lines rhyming in -ine and -ime only to find that he is declined. Will he ever find his Valentine? Maybe, if the stars align. This poem is satirical.
This land is your land this land hold's life between our bread precious land we are in the Godly land. Please give me your most powerful hand
Haiku poems are great reads. They capture the mind and opens the clouds of imagination indeed. Here are some haiku poems for you.
If you find old age amusing, or even if you don't, reading this poem about getting older will make you smile. If you are younger, just remember that we all grow older one day - it could happen to you!
A Poem I wrote for my 3 sons. Oh how I miss those days so much. Getting a smile from a gentle touch. Watching you sleep was such a joy.I was blessed with 3 baby boys.
A Poem about the hardships that come with old age that I have observed having been in the company in recent times, of people who are advanced in years.
Flowers are the most beautiful creations of Mother Nature. Capturing their beauty in camera is not easy. You can't feel their tenderness, and their fragrance. But flower pictures are a visual delight.
I want to cry when I realize in what time I live. In time where most of people are 'cold' and have forgotten the power of pen.
Visitations of the deceased appear to us unexpectedly in life forms. If we are attentive, and believe, we can see our loved ones as they are here with us in the spirit realm.
This hub is actually inspired by a song like several of my other poems and hubs have been. However, this song I relate to in my own life. It is about having a darkside that also has brought a light.