by Tim Smith |
Categories:
confusion,
I can't take it no more
this is too much
Your words are just words
you use as a crutch
My mind is a mess
these pills just dont work
Why don't you care
I'm going beserk
One minute I'm up
the next one I'm down
This life is strangling me
I might as well drown
I sit in the dark
never seeing the light
You're all out to get me
I'm living in fright
I polish my guns
They are a true friend
Since you don't love me
Today will be our end
***based on a true story of a co-worker. Last weekend he attempted to shoot his wife over cold dinner****
Hope he can get the help he truely needs
by Travis Tapley |
Categories:
love
i will show you the
pearls of my heart
place them inside
the shell of your love
feed you the grains
of my tenderness
form a new stone
treasure of happiness
i will open the armor
that protects your fear
polish the white gem
that has grown within
let me wash you in
the streams of my soul
cleanse the sands of doubt
a precious pearl
taken from the
waters of uncertainty
i will cherish your
beauty forever
by Brian Anderson |
Categories:
introspection, mother
mamma held the whiskey bottle
in small yellow hands
with dirty/short nails
their polish peeling like hers.
jaded/hard eyes with fear in each iris
watched me with something akin to love
similar but more unsure.
by Pariah Love |
Categories:
beauty, body, confidence, courage, growth, poetry, pride,
Your precious youthful portrait you polish,
Till thy cheeks dye rose and yellow seems gold.
Seeking praise her truth she shall embellish,
Concealing blemish under manifold
Brushes in prayer for brief perfection:
“Make lush my lashes, allow my eyes allure,
Veil in vanity this unloved complexion,
Feature me anew to comely contour.”
Who fed her the lie that her flaws were foes?
Who whispered she’d die unless she attain
A visage pure as those in heaven’s host,
Wherefore she sees her face and can’t complain.
Pretty pictures indeed a frame deserves;
Artless love, she ought learn, no mask can earn.
by Craig Cornish |
Categories:
life,
Perpetually persistent, the sea will polish
its ragged rim - stone, no greater foe
than bone or shell, time makes all the same,
all to sand and then to dust.
My mind, intoxicated by horizon's edge,
a visual vixen, while the surf beguiles -
pulsing hypnotically.
A love, a passion that can never be owned,
always shared, and happily.
Space where predetermined fates become
infinitely miscible with all that has been -
all that will be. Here, where life
crept from water's womb,
I'm beckoned again and again
to revel on its shores.
by Leo Mbalamana |
Categories:
black love, blessing, blue, body, books, boyfriend, break up,
Don’t be Foolish
For you to accomplish
And finally flourish
Take your time
With your art and polish
Don’t just preach
And give off a perfect speech
Truly practice what you teach
Than your purpose you shall reach
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
dedication, faith, future, poverty,
Amidst the broken windows
The blowing trash on the sidewalks
She walks, cheekbones prominent
Head held high
Past drunks, huddled against the cold
Past the shrunken veins of stoned addicts
She walks, leaning into the wind
Her step steady
Empty lots littered with glass to her right
On her left, boarded-up residences, nevertheless
She walks, her love for her children
Filling her tear-stained heart
To a bus stop, then a train station,
Another bus stop, and then finally
She walks, to those pretty, far-away castles
To polish her diamonds' futures
by Christie Mills |
Categories:
family, love,
My family is my treasure
Each one a precious jewel
For if I did not cherish them
I would be a fool
I will polish them daily
And let their beauty shine
What makes them the greatest treasure in the world
Is that these jewels are mine!
by Jagdish Bajantri |
Categories:
art, beautiful, freedom, fun, games, i love you, imagination,
NAIL POLISH
Is something special
happens when you read
this ?
my hands are cold to touch
you,leavening my pen
holding you fingers
biting your nails
door of sky is open
with the paired of birds
in the sky,stars are laughing
on me with the rain of sparkle
wind bewitching with the
condiment sentiments of
our love by fire got on my
painting of our freeze moment
colors flow from the height of
mountain to a river to meet your
nail like a shine of it,
smoke of my painting flying
like a butterfly in my heart to see
how your Nails
are looking when you open your eyes
with love all
jagdish bajantri
by Joy Wellington |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriend
From the collapsed gold mine of our love
An opening again has been found
Where trust turned debris of fallen faith
Now stands, diamond strength of renewal and hope
I, the paradox, declared I would love eternally
Washed away, in a sea of doubt and uncertainty
Dismissed the very essence of my joy
The one who made me to feel like his princess
Gladly now, a fiduciary of his everlasting love
Mistakes polish my experience
No more down the road of doubts
The most precious diamond in his collection
So my dearest, with you I’ll walk
Hand in hand through all coming situations
Giant steps forward, never to retreat
Love and hope and happiness, just what we seek
by Kathryn Sweeney |
Categories:
culture, love,
The art of cooking never changes,
it's lure to us debates
taste vs. smell,
then it all rises up in memory like a colorful dream,
one of art that has been raided by veterans of the old country.....
My grandmothers never ceased to feed us,
"eat!" they would scream,
and their work worn hands would bring forth Polish and Ukrainian feasts of
pierogi, borsch, babka, and love,
blended into a holiday festivity that never disappointed, fresh from a sea of hand picked ingredients.
New York City was our place of initiation to that congregation of food and loud, loud people who thrived on second helpings.
I reincarnated this time just to be one of them.
by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories:
beauty, friend, friendship, love, work,
-Emma-
Your love I paint this portrait for
For you I furnish it with many color
Those ones of your desires
And from mine you admire
I single handedly paint this for you
In your best polish, clad and crown
And in your cherished light auburn
Showing my love I dedicate through words
In hope you’ll find a place in your heart
To fathom as bosom you’re to me
4/2/2014
by Katherine Braithwaite |
Categories:
hilarious, humor, hyperbole,
I am a kettle made of stainless steel
I am a saint, for tea is brewed to heal
And , unlike kettles on an old coal fire,
I am not dirty nor do I perspire.
My mirrored sides reflect you as you cook.
Look at me and read me like a book
I’m full of love and hotter than a man
Oh, dear lady, love me while you can.
Superior mother, yet inhuman I;
Even electric kettles sometimes lie.
I shall never punish you, my dear
For perfect love like mine shall wield no fear.
All I ask is that you polish me.
For, in between your hands, I yearn to be.
by Karen Murphy |
Categories:
happiness, hope, imagination, life, love,
You're a cup of Milo on a cold winters day.
The bacon and eggs on a warm breakfast tray.
You're a budding rose in a dying field.
Your not the dagger, but the durable shield.
You're the rainfall in the middle of a drought.
You're the certainty in a world filled with doubt.
You're that shiny polish put on an old worn shoe.
In fact, you're all the reasons I'm in love with you.
by David Wanjiku |
Categories:
love,
Oh my lovely Jacqueline
A heart so clean
Unto you I cling
Forever you're my cream
Our love will flourish
Your heart I'll polish
Our kids I'll cherish
A love never to perish
You give me hope
In hardships to cope
Trashes to mop
And always be at the top
I love you princes
Even in my moments of distress
You remain to be my empress
To my love Jacky
by Blind Pathos |
Categories:
emotions, growth, heartbroken, lost love, love, strength,
Death stalks me like a sweetheart
Rushes up and then just let’s me be
All together my life comes apart
And I keep watching but I can’t see
Brush away the dead canaries
And put a picture on the desk
Another charm on the keys
And a dead carnation on your vest
Pound the swords into plowshares
And the romance into bell curves
Atop all the freshly painted prayers
Only Satan’s corporate d’oeuvres
Pull out the dreams and polish
Cry a tear for all the windmills
Look to progress instead of solace
Hope is just another bitter pill
by Daver Austin |
Categories:
family, hope
FOCUS NEIGHBORHOOD
It is a collective concern
A consciousness of soul few possess
‘Neighborhood’ is the term
We cannot know all just a few things each one
From somewhere beyond the Milky Way
A powerful telescope zeros-in
Encircling a globe – to that furthest eye a bare acre
And in that focus
That ‘neighborhood’
Is contained a nucleus
Greeks
Spaniards
Italians
Germans
British
Polish
Russians
Africans
Orientals
A collective possibility that -
Once smitten all with love and concern –
They might free the world
by Lynn Dolly |
Categories:
angst, father, lost love, people, recovery from..., song-
I believe in love,
Not in you
You've hurt a lot of people
That's something no superhero would do
Wimpy attempts prove one thing
You're desire for my love has no honesty
Did your time
Escaped your grind
Whatever is left behind
A toy maker can fix and polish to shine
by Ken Carroll |
Categories:
inspiration, passion, poetry, poets,
Perhaps I should
write about something
besides love
although my freethinking pen
is attached to my heart
a battle I cannot win...
I seek
to be a writer assassin
but I cannot slay the muse
or force her to show up
I must pamper her
squeeze her
and kiss her
for all of her inspiration...
Ah, but not to write
is short of torture
a chaotic and bloody battle
If I write
I find inner peace
not writing
is death of the soul...
Ink on paper
arrange and polish
add and delete
merciless determination...
My words
my poems
are beatings of my heart
put to paper...
It's a sad thing
when one gets writer's block
such frustration and tears
fortunately for me
I don't have it....
by William J. Jr. Atfield |
Categories:
death, love,
Reaching an ending
To the long running “ Repetition / The never ending story of a Polish Princess, and the Canadian Frog ”.
Lifted has become the veil, the misty fog
of love’s insanity, it’s blinding glory.
I think that it all, had a redundancy
and that may be ?, the true essence of me !
I wonder if cathartic expressions be the cure ?,
or will I, forever more, traverse this plane and endure ?
B. J. "A" 2
June 21st 2013
by Eduardo Escalante |
Categories:
destiny, philosophy, social, society, world,
You love the touch of your hand
Your body without floor
As on an orange bed of fog
It seems you do not hold hand
You are twelve feet tall
It is more sensual a road without frontiers
Nobody touches your footprints
A desire to open with your index finger
And your liquid-crystal eyes
a cloister with thousands of years
to polish the sound of your brain
and to walk farther than any limits
or directions sustaining all without a sound
and a body. Where the line ends or
if there is nobody it does not matter.
by Seema Ali |
Categories:
friendship, happiness, holiday, hope, inspirational, life, peace, people, upliftingwinter, winter,
Wow!Its winter now
It is time for some snow
Indeed a beautiful show
From morning till night
Every moment a delight!
Infront of the Fireplace
Life becomes a chilly place
We put on cashmeres and cottons
So comfortable and always so very warm
Gods heavenly light reaches us each dawn!
It is winter now
So lets renounce
War and hate
Lets polish our world
With peace and love
Until Laughter and happiness
Envelops each and every place!
by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories:
absence, age, butterfly, caregiving, dream, emotions, heart, love, missing you, trust, words, youth,
Dear Dearest,
I do know fate is not cruel
And so are our souls.
I know sky will remain crystal clear
Until our hearts sing alive.
I know that stars will remain glint
And they would sign treasures to our dream.
I know the same way my heart beats...
So is yours too.
I know we're fashioned to be
Though our destinations seem far-
I live north, you live south.
I know you don't sway without thinking about me.
And so do I.
The only memory you left me with in here-
Pen and paper,
Are what I polish my feelings through.
I do hope my words won't take days before they'd be returned.
It's well with my soul here you left it.
From your part in here and right there.
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
home,
A house is a Home with a capital H it is where love reigns supreme
Where being together
Is more important than housework
Where a visit to the park
Comes before a duster and polish.
A home is four walls
Vibrating with laughter
Where your children learn
To love each other
Where parents or a single parent
Teaches love and respect
When they have children
They carry the tradition forward
Being kind, showing good manners
towards old and young alike
A home is where you run to
When the daily drag sucks you in
Where problems can be resolved without rows
Home is a house with Soul
Penned 20/5/2013
by Liam Mcdaid |
Categories:
butterfly, romance, romantic,
my beautiful goddess
i want to kiss
your finger tips
holding your hand
lightly fluttering lips
in soft warmness
i will polish
you shoes
with raindrops
of happiness
falling from
the salted
waters of love
in the paradise
golden droplets
of honey
when i kiss baby
your beautiful lips
our bouncing waves
of joy
with warm blooded
passion i love you
deeply from
the heart
inside of me