Category Archive: poetry

Three poems and a song.

Some fire begun and they can’t never be put out, beautiful smile, kind words and tender touches. Open doors, never to be closed. ————————————————————————————————– Those eyes, stole my thoughts, you are miracle and… Continue reading

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Free falling…

(A unforgettable muse) Free falling Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever. We were sweet Summer red wine and discoverer of new and unknown places.… Continue reading

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I saw a face….

 I saw a face I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory.Was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading

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No take-backs my friend…

No take-backs my dear friend. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words . I should of never said.… Continue reading

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Il parait que le temps file et disparaît si l’on ne s’en occupe pas.

Originally posted on La Page @Mélie:
Le temps n’est rien… Rien d’autre que l’idée que l’on s’en fait… Sable émouvant de nos pensées temps-taculaires : imparfait de l’indicatif, subjectif antérieur intérieur, infini,…

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Never dance with the Devil…

Never dance with the Devil…. You are so damn fine, yes you are. You are like Black Velvet whiskey, Straight, easy to drink and smooth as silky kisses and erotic dances at the… Continue reading

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bloom.

Amazing poetry shared.

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Love is like a flower garden…

Love is like a flower garden A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. (A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.) Love is like a… Continue reading

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Long Poems: Tired

Originally posted on Depressed And Suicidal:
Powerful words and thoughts shared. Depressed And Suicidal View original post

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Love story poem and a beautiful song.

   Love story You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear… Continue reading

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