any female interested in poetry? Entertainment and Hobbies

  • View author's info Author posted on Jan 02, 2005 01:03


    i love write and read poetry
    greetings from spain
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  • View author's info posted on Aug 05, 2011 17:06


    I love poetry when I have someone reading it to me and it is romantic. Some flowers would be nice too.

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  • View author's info posted on Mar 22, 2011 06:31


    im into classical poetry i think that a lot of modern poetry has lost its soul. My favourite is Byron, The assyrian. Theres so much passion init modern poetry is the same as modern everything else writen for shock value. Rubbish!
  • View author's info posted on Dec 09, 2009 14:34


    I love poetry in fact I write it slow and sweet. I can write it fast and fierce, til your heart melts and your soul is pierced, my level of passion to satisfy goes a high as the sky can rise. I have more. Let me hear yours first before I finish?
  • View author's info posted on Dec 07, 2009 15:48


    i love to write poetry in my spare time..havent written anything in awhile though because college is so stressful that i rarely have any free time that i can be alone with nothing else to do but write...aww the good ole days :)
  • View author's info posted on Nov 03, 2007 15:24


    I'm intrested in hiphop music, it' no poetry but it's almost the same thing
  • View author's info posted on Dec 29, 2005 19:31


    dont walk away, leaving me brokenhearted
    sad, alone, love disregarded
    you shoved me aside, and walked thru that door, and said that you love me no more
    how many years has it been?
    how long have we been friends?
    so many journeys, and roads that we took
    and now in my eyes, you cant even look?
    what did i do to be easily discarded?
    cast aside, love disregarded?
    is this the last time, or will you come back?
    say that you need me, and thats a fact?
    no
    you WILL go
    i cant let you come back, again for more
    so can slap me around, and make me your *****
    this is done, and i have had enough
    so get back in here, and pack up your stuff
    how does it feel, to be brokenhearted?
    sad, alone, love disregarded??
  • View author's info posted on Dec 29, 2005 19:21


    i feel like a glass slipper project, as open season is declared
    no more cold feet as im usually afraid,
    generally you get what you pay for
    nothing escapes these eyes,
    salvation, sex, and voodoo
    i have been acquired in a game species play,
    with a trick of the eye, a cookie is no longer a cookie
    as the ball ends, you find a pattern,
    places to go, things to do
  • View author's info posted on Dec 29, 2005 19:16


    i would give up anything, if thats what it took
    i'd walk across burning coals, for one last look
    i would wait forever, however long it would be
    just so we could be together, you and me
    i gave you my life, yet it wasnt enought
    nobody ever told me, love was so rough
    one last wish, if i could have another chance
    anything, just for you to give me that loving glance
    i gave you everything, and placed it in your hands
    but you ran away, and couldnt face me like a man
  • View author's info posted on Dec 26, 2005 23:32


    Journal

    Salty, soft water fills her eyes, the tears form
    They flow gently down her cheek, as the spring rain falls
    There is such sadness and despair in her eyes
    Too young to run, to old to hide.

    A tissue wips away the tears, she asks herself,
    "Do they take with them the worry and the fear?"
    Thinking of nothing and everything at the same time
    The tears stop, the consouling answer has been there the whole time.

    She reachs down to pick up a small book and a pen
    She opens to a blank page, takes a deep breath,
    And begins to write.
  • View author's info posted on Dec 18, 2005 13:17


    Correct me if I am wrong, but it seems like everyone on this page puts a "=" between potrey, love and ... anguish...

    Too simplistic...

    BTW, Rumi is great poet, thanks for refreshing the stale air with his poems...

    So, does ANYONE sees something different after poetry BUT love?
    and something else after love BUT
    anguish?
    About LOVE= Fulfillment, extasy, hapiness?!
  • View author's info posted on Dec 18, 2005 10:08


    WrightWoodPT write:
    Awesome dude...Can you make a song out of that? Crap.

    You might like dis-un better.

    Your woman did'nt leave you
    I took her away
    You gave her a mansion
    but I had what she craved.
    Now we spend your money
    and life is very sweet
    Now you have your cadilac
    but boy I have your meat.
    I keep her p*ssy happy
    and now she understand
    the difference in a cooterboy
    and REDHOT MAN.

    CD Coming soon,,hehehehe you got to
    like DAT-UN,,Merry christmas,Friend.
  • View author's info posted on Dec 16, 2005 20:28


    Awesome dude...Can you make a song out of that? Crap.
  • View author's info posted on Dec 14, 2005 16:11


    --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    ((( CRYING ))) By Topatoya all rights reserved

    So many night she spent alone
    She got tired of all my lieing
    She Packed her suitcase
    and now she's gone now i'm
    the fool here (( CRYING ))

    I did'nt know just what I had
    I broke her heart without even
    trying NowI spend my nights alone
    Now i'm the fool here (( CRYING )).

    Lastnight I dreamed that we made
    love and flowers I was buying
    Then I woke up from my sleep
    and found myself (( C.R.Y.I.N.G )).

    All rights reserved

    Topatoya
    Lumbee
    Lost as the Tribes of Israel
    __________________
    If It's Not Different,, It's Not Your's
  • View author's info posted on Dec 13, 2005 06:44


    I am not a woman but I love Poetry.I posted these on another thread but they fit here to..

    This is a song soon to be recorded


    ((( Another Cheating Game )))
    by Topatoya,,,all rights reservedxxxxxx


    I heard mama say to daddy
    I can't take this anymore
    with tears in her eyes
    mama reached for the door
    she said all those nights
    he was with the boys
    son he was lieing to me.
    ==============

    It's just another cheating game
    son that your daddy plays
    another cheating game
    he plays on me
    ==============

    daddy got mad
    and punched a hole in the door
    I heard him curesing poor mama
    he called mama a W-hore
    mama grabbed her suitcase
    looked at me and said boy
    are you coming with me,because
    ===============

    It's just another cheating game
    son that your daddy plays
    another cheating game
    he plays on me
    ===============
    Then mama said son he's still
    cheating on me He thinks i'm
    to stupid and to blind to see
    She said I tryed to be the best
    wife I could be,but he would'nt change
    and then mama said to me
    ===============

    It's just another cheating game
    son that your daddy plays
    another cheating game
    he plays on me.
    ===============

    Mama said son are you coming
    with me,i'm tire of liveing in this
    misery,she said this ain't the
    way true love suppose to be
    he'll never change and then
    mama said to me.
    ===============

    It's just another cheating game
    son that your daddy plays
    another cheating game
    he plays on me,,,,,

    all rights reserved

    Topatoya
    Lumbee
    Lost as the Tribes of Israel
    _________________
    If It's Not Different..It's Not Your's
  • View author's info posted on Dec 09, 2005 23:39


    I love poetry as well, my favorite poet is Elizabeth Barret Browning. Currently I writing a poetry book and have even had one published in an anthology(but I'm not the greatest speller either)
  • View author's info posted on Dec 07, 2005 15:00


    A soul, one that is in complete harmony with self.
    A mate, a person that shares with you from the soul.
    Soul Mate Searchin:
    I looked for a soulmate, but instead I found a snake.
    I looked for a soulmate, but instead I found a fake.
    I looked for a soulmate, but instead I found a lie:
    I looked for a soulmate,
    but instead I found a guy
    Why can't I find my soulmate;
    because it is not mine to find, instead my soul will mate when it is the right, and divine time.

    Don't look for something, but let it happen natural and maybe you will be found.....peace, love and happiness on soulmate searchin
    OHIO
  • View author's info posted on Oct 13, 2005 16:05


    "life"
    life is a mystery
    as we all know
    love ends and leaves us lonely
    and friends come and go
    the people we love
    eventually pass on
    and leave us left behind
    but the memories we shared
    while they were here
    always remain in our minds
    laughter comes and tears fall
    but they only make us strong
    we live each day
    as if its out last
    because life doesnt last that long
    so say the things that u need to say
    to the people that u love
    because no one knows when theyll be gone
    except for the man above.
  • View author's info posted on Aug 19, 2005 00:31



    wwwww123 write:
    I like words with messages. Otherwise not.



    Most poems have messages. It is the epitome of observation and thought.Takes alot more to write poetry than prose.
  • View author's info posted on Aug 18, 2005 02:14


    I like words with messages. Otherwise not.
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