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Thursday 29 March 2018

Burn The Beauty.

Burn The Beauty
By Elizabeth McCrorie

One does not own beauty,
One creates it.
In their dreams
They feel they can obtain it.

All alone, in a dark nights
rest.
All their thoughts.....
Lifeless.

Cursed by change
Hidden by lies,
Running from the truth
Beauty now dies.

They don't understand
They don't really care.
Beauty now burns
Smoke in the air.

Years go by
And age seeps in.
Beauty's worn out
Life is giving in.

Death creeps up,
Beauty now cries.
You're all alone
In your beautiful lies!

Wednesday 28 March 2018

Before I...

Before I...
By Insiya K. Patanwala

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is to love yourself,
To find the wholeness that you seek.

Before I knew the light,
I have had my fair share of darkness, too,
Where my world fell into a hopelessness
And I didn't know how to get through.

For I have known the tears it takes,
The courage to stand up again,
When you are broken down and bruised
And you know nothing but the pain.

You forget to appreciate love,
If you haven't seen the hate,
Till you forget the meaning of smile and laughter,
And your heart is left abate.

I have known the strength and courage
It requires to get it right,
To face the things that hold you down
And hold your head up and fight.

Before I was who I am now,
I was someone I didn't want to be.
I was lost, battered, and defeated,
Before I knew how to be me!

Saturday 24 March 2018

Would It Be Ok?

Would It Be Ok?
By Ryan Stilts.

Would it be ok if I took some of your time?
Would it be ok if I wrote you a rhyme?
Would it be ok if I opened my heart?
Would it be ok if I took on the part
Of being your man and showed you a view,
One that only a real man could do?
Would it be ok if I could make you smile?
Would it be ok if I held you awhile?
Would it be ok if I kissed your face?
Would it be ok if I were to replace
All the men in your past that just wouldn't do
And vow to be faithful and always be true?
Would it be alright to look in your eyes?
Would it be alright to never tell lies?
Would it be alright to find a way?
Would it be alright to long for the day
To pull you close and whisper in your ear
And tell you our feelings are nothing to fear?
Would it be ok if I took some of your time?
Would it be ok if I wrote you a rhyme?
To tell you there's nothing I'd rather do
Than spend my whole life loving only you...

Wednesday 21 March 2018

If I Thought

If I Thought
By Dana Schwartz

If I thought for just one moment that this would be my last breath,
I'd tell you I'll love you forever, even beyond death.
If I thought for just one moment that your face would be the last I'd see,
I'd take a million pictures and save them just for me.
If I thought for just one moment that your voice would be the last I'd hear,
I'd listen attentively and promise not to shed a tear.
If I thought for just one moment that your touch would be the last I'd feel,
I'd embrace you and know that this has all been real.
If I thought for just one moment that my heart would beat its last beat,
I'd thank the Lord for allowing us to meet.

Friday 16 March 2018

Focus on what makes you happy.


Briston's suicide letter


So i lay to sleep because
TOMORROW!TOMORROW! TOMORROW MIGHT NEVER COME.
Their relationship had been cemented. You would think all would be ready to open those closed curtains of my life, wouldnt be suprised if it never would happen.
So it all happened that he finally became neighbours with the earth.Too late to be early because the ground had chosen him to be a close friend for it to share its open secrets with.
When i would hear "TOMORROW".I would pause and ask myself,did they have a discussion with TOMORROW and it assured them"lets make it tomorrow"
They could only say your life was lived by a rag and tag approach but couldnt listen to why we had no choice but to live it that way.
Ok. Just watch pain lay on me each day waiting for the sun rise and set.Why had the smiles replaced frowns and frowns replaced smiles
Oh no i have some things to attend to right away! we will talk tomorrow. Listen to those breathtaking pains as they rang out so loudly. Not now please, can't do that now.
How much my presence was treasured would be heard by my eyes tomorrow. Listen to life's tales apportioned to me tell.
They would render some help only tomorrow. Would tell me how much i was loved by them so those heartbeats could slow down a bit today not  tomorrow.
TOMORROW...
Oh they said "tomorrow", yes they would show some love tomorrow.They would only read in between the lines tomorrow.Their eyes would be opened to those pains tomorrow.The aches of every second of our everyday life.

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Tuesday 13 March 2018

To be loved.

What does it mean to be loved?
 
Does love live to regret?
They say that loving
Might be a mistake,
But it is worth making.

How long does love remember?
If truly I was loved
Why was I forgotten?

How can I claim to be loved
Yet I am all alone?
What does it mean to be loved
And left alone?

How can the heart choose to love
But yet it delights the legs to
Walk away?

This I have come to know
If the heart never
Stops beating
Then it may never stop breaking.

Thursday 1 March 2018

Remember When

Remember When
By Marcia A. Newton

Remember when we first did meet,
our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.
Remember our first kiss goodnight,
the hug we shared that summer's night.

Remember when we walked the beach
and all our dreams within our reach.
Remember how we used to be
when I had you and you had me.

Remember when we used to talk,
when we held hands and took long walks.
Remember how we spent our days
in warm sunshine and in the rain.

Remember when our one desire
was take a chance and ignite the fire.
Remember the times that made our hearts melt
and all of the passion and desire that we felt.

Remember when you looked at me
and saw the one you love and need.
Remember when you reached for me
and knew that we were meant to be.

Remember when our love was new.
Remember the day we both said, "I do."
Remember the journey we started together.
Remember our love was always forever.

Remember the promise we made together,
to love and to cherish and to care for each other.
Remember the promise in good times and in bad
and to make each one happy rather than sad.

Remember when you held our child
and rocked the baby when I grew tired.
Remember the treasured times
like these when love grew into family.
Remember when the world was bright,
when we would laugh and hold on tight.

Remember when our hearts were broken,
when times were tough and words unspoken.
Remember when we grieved our loss
with parents gone and feeling lost.
Remember when our love endured
the pains and heartaches of the world.

What happened to the life we shared?
What happened to a love so rare?

  • What happene
    d to the kiss goodnight,

the warm embrace, the love at night?

Did it all just happen? How do we right the wrong?
I know that in my heart your arms I do belong.

Can we live our lives together just like it all began,
and can we hold and cherish each other and remember our love again?

Footsteps on mud

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