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Humanity

If we don’t feel with our hearts, we don’t belong
If we don’t see as one, the world is wrong
Beyond the wars and the hate and the insanity
We are all connected as humanity
We are the child with cancer who still wears a smile
We are the kid from the projects facing trial
We are the pregnant teen feeling lost and used
We are the elderly man in a home abused
We are the young couple, marriage on the rocks
We are the homeless one in a cardboard box
We are the cold and hungry, sad and depressed
We are the lonely child who never felt blessed
We are the woman whose life was filled with pain
We are the man standing alone in the pouring rain
We are the child who struggles day to day
We are the teenage girl who ran away
We are the soldier killed in an unjust war
We are the young man who can dream no more
We are the inmate locked away for life
We are the old man who has lost his wife
We would be better off without our vanity
And have a sense of belonging to humanity.


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My Beloved

Inside such dreams of never lasting days We traversed such wanting thoughts in emotional astray On that December night, to our cottage on the hill Where on many a moonlit walk, we allowed our thoughts to spill Our footprints of life we took in threaded tread we walked When one was about to talk, in confusion abound, we baulked Snowflakes we often talked about, turned to emotional rain Drowning your wisps of auburn, natures moistness becomes our drain Such memories of our past, where the rains graced your clover And I your beloved, once graced your body over No longer shall I sense your breath so warm against my chest As you delightfully grace my lobes, my internal heart now stressed Your kisses I still feel, their once touch of tender brush Like tumble-weed they now drift, my lips in different crush On warm white sheets we used to lay, we called them our clouds of heaven No longer shall crease, not one day out of seven No longer shall our fingers dance over undulations of we Or will our torso's mingle, like the ivy graces the tree The losing of you is massive, our peripheral declares it a shame Beloved to each other we're not, it's life, no ones to blame..... < Inspired by 'Charmaine Chircop's “Pasionata” > <*>


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The Lovers Dance

It was their night they shone bright as they danced their sweet dance
Two lovers embraced in their world of romance.

They laughed and they cried as their eyes locked in stare
It was their world for this moment as if no one was there.

And their steps they so flawlessly glided in tune,
To a melody that touched everyone in that room.

Their passion brought envy to onlookers there,
Who secretly questioned their own love affair.

But as the night closed and came to an end
The lovers were blind to what lie round the bend.

The house and the cars and the jobs that went bad
The kids drove them crazy and their savings were drab.

So they fought to hold on to the things in their life,
That caused them so much of their pain and their strife.

They fought with each other like enemies do,
And dismissed in their life everything that was true.

So when sickness and hardships and troubles occurred,
Their vows to commit seemed truly absurd.

Their home and their kids would now take a backseat,
For their moral obligation they chose not to meet.


So I Ask …
What happened to that dance they danced so well?
With passion and truth everyone could tell.

What happened to their dance where they held so tight?
What happened to the wonder of their glorious night?

What happened to the words that charmed their ears?
With a passionate rhythm that brought them to tears.

What happened to those vows that poured from their heart?
The “I love you forever and till death do us part”.

For these aren’t just words we borrow for the day,
From another who tells us this is what we must say.

We say them cause it’s what we feel true in our heart,
It’s a God given blessing we commit from the start.

But these words are now lost as they fall on deaf ears,
Since the pain and the struggles they’ve created these years.

So the lesson here learned dear people of odd,
Is that love is so fragile but made strong with our God.

So stop fighting for power and money or need,
For all of this nonsense is only our greed.

Keep God in your life and he’ll walk you through,
When heartache and pain and losses ensue.

For why commit vows in the eyes of our God,
And not call on him when life gets too hard?

For the truth of our vows we are all meant to see,
is that marriage is not, made of two, but of three

If reading these words ring some truth in your heart,
Decide that today you will make a new start.

Go hug your spouse and say something kind
Don’t let the small stuff cloud up your mind.

We’re all just lost souls who are trying to cope
If  not there for each other then where is the hope?

You see, the anger, the fight
that in us abide, Is only the insecure child inside.

So rise up above all this fear and this pain,
And see all the beauty that there is to gain.

By trusting in God and his will for you
Together forever he’ll see you both through.

For life is too short for our miserly ways
cheap on our love hence dreading our days.

He made us to love in all that we do
To wake up each morning and start us a new.

So pray for your spouse, ask God to be kind
To the person you prayed in the beginning to find.

They’re still the same person you loved from the start
But life and it’s troubles have hardened their heart.

You vowed that you’d love them in sickness and health
Now is your chance to show God what you felt.

So rise up my friend, don’t say that you’re through
For what if your loving God gave up on you?


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Hiding in the Flow

Ask me not for which I write
I simply wish to share my plight

Searching for answers, one little clue
I don’t understand the things that I do

I reckon I lost it somewhere in a tear
Shed over someone that I hold dear

But how can I find it, where did it go?
I think its hiding somewhere in the flow

The flow seems as natural as it can be
My own special way of dealing with me

The thing about writing is that I love to learn
Somewhere along the way we all get our turn

Our turn is crucial and there’s no going back
I swear, I could get lost on a small oval track

I reckon that’s the thing I love about our site
I shall never get lost, not as long as I write

To me writing is not just joy it is also a key
That opens the door and then sets my soul free


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A finish to end...(to revise)

Stars above twinkling no light,
Raindrops Crying in the night.

Misty moon,pale,without smiles,
Thunder roars across the miles.

Candy clouds in shades of gray,
Colored Rainbows lost their way.

Autum trees Undressed from leaves,
Honey hives without their bees.

Naked Swan in muddy streams,
Deepened Creeks in Mountain peeks.

Walls Of Ice built by 'Goodbyes',
Melting Words all packed with lies.

Sunshine rays dance without gleam,
Warmth had lost its way to beam.

Rough strong wind without a breeze,
Piano playing without keys.

Little birds,no melodies,
Empty nest in Robin's trees.

A white dove shot without love,
Killed by Hunter's greatest laugh.

Blooming flowers without scent,
Drying soil,a land of sand.

Scattered thoughts, a fountain pen,
She's an Island,He's a Man.


                                                                            Charma


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Once Upon a Time

This is a story, short, but true
About a woman who had eyes that were black and blue.

 About a man who can eat things ten times his size,
 And a dog who was considered to be amazingly wise

 They lived in a land of shades of four,
 And lived in a cave which had no door

 But that's not the point I want to make
 Because the things I just said are truly fake

  But the story is of a man who juggled his head
 And when he got bored he'd play dead

  He had one friend and his name was Tom
  Tom made a bomb which killed his mom

 He became very dull, empty, and grim
 But moving along, for the story is not of him.

 It's about a woman who had turn green
 Sick from all the beauty she had seen

  Wait! The story is not about her either,
 This story pertains to a boy eating a beaver

 O'boy, I just can’t get this right!
 I think it’s about a girl who lost her arm in a fight.

 Or of a guy who collected decapitated heads,
 Or of a baby who sold bear traps as beds.

 Once upon a time the sun lost its shine,
 Once upon a time we all came from slime

  I better make this story end right now,
 Before I tell the story of the man who birthed a cow.


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Lost Glove

It’s getting cold and I’ve lost my glove
One hand gets warmth and the other no love

I’ve looked in the closet and under the couch
I’ll keep searching this place for I’m not a slouch

I’m looking through the stuff in my garage
Is that it in the corner?.......oh no, that's a mirage

I grab my coat and head for the door
Have I lost my glove forever more

No glove in sight and it’s time to leave
Take one guess at what’s in my sleeve (smiles)

Now both hands will feel woolly love
For I’ve just found the other glove


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We Shared The Moon

We shared the moon.

A distant sky and worlds apart, 
Leaves me stranded with my heart,
Oceans weep and lap the shore, 
Emotions spill like a bleeding pore.
Memories swell, bob and flow,
Of happy times so long ago.
But now we’re lost to lives anew, 
The sea and sky looks much too blue.
I picture you still young in my mind,
I hope the years have been so kind.
The time slips by and all too soon,
I remember when we shared the moon.
A time long lost in youths embrace,
A tender kiss on your angelic face.
Moonlight shines and sparkles the sea,
I wonder do you ever think of me. 


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My Perfect 10

If I picked my Valentine
she'd be a perfect 10.
She'd have blonde hair with highlites
and answer where and when.

She'd be a little shorter,
yet tall enough to kiss.
Her reach a little longer
to torture us in bliss.

Her shape would be the bomb.
As sexy as they come.
With hair up for the moment
I'd meet her at the prom.

She'd talk a little faster
with words I'd say are smart.
Yet keep me to attention
in hugs up to my heart.

A smile just like a lion.
Her face a source of pride.
One to show my mother.
And then to make my bride.

My Valentine was perfect
as I lost her way back then.
How was I to know that she
would find her perfect 10.


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Dear Rapunzel

It seems ages since we met over your long, golden hair
an hour glass on the table keeping the meter.

It seems like too many dress up doll days when we played
take me to the river but don’t get our feet wet.

It seems we lost our inner selves painting our faces
painting our nails, singing karaoke at the bars.

Oh, to regain those lost years of our youth, unwrinkled skin
turn back all the pages, like winding gold on a spindle.

Instead we have just leaves, grieves, and grandchildren
with their laser guns, plastic skin and smug attitudes.

They never challenged gamey little midgets with foul intent
they had us to pad them safely with money, love and scent.

Dear Rapunzel, do please let your hair down one more time
and play climb out of the cellar and up the apple tree with me.

Signed Your Dearest Play Mate.


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Lost In The Dark - Michael J,Falotico

* LOST IN THE DARK *                           ( Collaboration )


by~ Poet Destroyer

I'm crossing every memory in the dark.
I can feel your vibes missing their spark.

I reach out to touch your silent way.
You push me away with out a word to say.

Neglected by your arms, you will not have me no more?
My lids dim as you walk out the door. 

Without you I'm lost and this dark will forever exceed.
Can you for give me for this ugliness and greed?

 
by~ Michael J.F.

I was pushed and shoved to the ground..
Although I fell without a touch or a sound..
 
I looked up to see your surprising face..
Blindsided by you I lay in disgrace..
 
I see the pain and forgive ness in your eyes..
How can I can't stay here with all the why's..
 
Your tears roll down as I walk through shadows and away..
You have left our lives dark and in disaray...
 

  ( Collaboration with Michael J. Falotico )


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Dover Lights

Near Dover Arkansas can be viewed on most any night 
A puzzle documented as, ‘The Dover city lights‘ 

Folks from many miles around, some even out of town
Eyes fill with wonderment when the lights begin to clown 

I have viewed myself, no proof of science I found
From the mountain above, as interest begins abound 

The lights flicker in different colors, energetically 
They dance and prance, leap and treatment for all to see 

This outstanding thriller performs an impressive show 
In a valley below, on Long Pool waterway, well I know 

In the night sky are voices, with many thoughts and theory 
As the lights pretend ghostly pranks, their trade quite scary 

One popular legend has it some old miner lost his gold 
Lights are many who died believing, “still searching are lost souls’ 

To a Native Indian raid on a wagon train, some attention is laid 
If so the braves were plenty, for the lights are many charades 

My personal suspicion, it is the moon’s seduction 
In riffled waters below, anomaly is moon’s concoction 

Perhaps the campfires in Long Pool park below, give show 
The utter mystery glow, in Big Piney riffles below

For and in Honor of Carolyn Devonshire 
And Contest


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Treachery

Treachery, misery, things brought by insanity. Places know in Abysmal Fog.
Like Parricide, and infanticide. Things purchased from the blackest soul.
Teeming with and saturated by a malevolence only known as ABYSS

Darkness can only be fed by what was once lucidity turned to insanity.
Homicide, suicide, killing for pleasure, and the grandest must be Regicide.
We struck our liege down once … why not again! All it will cost is a fading soul

Freedom’s laid to rest in a country gone insane
Peoples hates and fears forgotten through all the pain
Political powers ruling the soul of human race
Grasped in the clutches of democracy 
Leaves the mind with a blackened space

Two thousand years since Jesus Died
All is lost no hope no pride
Went to the lash to save us pain
Amassed our fortunes for nothing but gain
Went to the cross to give us existence
Through blood shot eyes we give back resistance 

Two thousand years since Jesus died
All is lost no hope no pride
Shed his blood to forgive our sins
Gave our money to do it again
A crown of thorns he wore for us
A gown of gold we hold for us
The cross he carried, no warrant, no cry
The coffers we fill, we never care why.
So maybe it’s time for His Own kind of crime
This thing we saw before …. Called Genocide




 


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Dehydrate Me

She Sings about Love, But She's Broken
On The Inside Like a Dulling Light.

                - He Lost His Muse -
           - But She Lost So Much More -

Maybe None of us are Talented, Maybe
Love Perpetuates Creativity.

                - Onto a Steel Corridor -
            - Spattered With Broken Glass -

The Only Way Out of This is To 
Let The Waves Lap at Your Feet. 

                - So That The Shoreline Weighs -
               - More Than The Deepest Fathoms -

I'll Play With Fireflies in The Twilight, and They'll
Indulge Themselves in My Eyeline Reflections.

                - Fall To Your Knees in the Water -
               - So That The Salt Stains Your Lips -

Sink Your Teeth Into My Neck and Bite
My Mouth, It Was How Your Back Arched.

                - But Don't Ever Let it Bring You Down -
               - If We Burn, We'll Burn Together, Alone -               


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I Lost the Love of My Life Today

I lost the love of my life today
I held her hand as she slipped away.

Although my heart wished she would stay
I told her to go, that I’d be ok

for her suffering was too much to bear
And to wish her here would not be fair.

I lost the love of my life today
I’m struggling hard to find my way

She was the one who held me strong
When life was tough and all went wrong.

She was the one whose strength I clung
She was the one my soul had sung

And now she’s gone and I’m on my own
And alls I hear is this endless drone

My mind is numb and my body weak
My soul it has no words to speak

I lost the love of my life today
I Don’t even have the strength to pray

Except to say “dear God Oh WHY”
Why in the world did she have to die?


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Blessed on a Deserted Island

Who would imagine that my life would come down to the edge of a blade
worked and worked on stone, scraping off goo and removing the bites?

Or that when I tumbled and rolled in the surf, unsure what was up.
storm rolling hard against breakers that I would remain intact?

It’s breath holding time, while rain smashes down, winds howl and the stir
rocks you until you forget your name and then finally silence, the deep breath

sauna time arising with sun, I scramble for cover, glad my Teva sandals
prevent the shells slicing at my skin, I must duck down into forest

looking to quench thirst, handy filter bottle in hand to conquer
all the parasites and villains unseen about to attack what is left.

Forgive me then, Father, for I have fallen to worship my survival blade,
prying out oysters, scraping out crabs, peeling the papaya

for I drink well of thy wine, fruit of my body, rendered and purified
and wander as I will through this vast new place I’ve come 

lost to find self, and prayer for the fragile web of blessings
that save me from skewered, smashed, expiring, but shaded by your love.


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Angel of Mine

Angel of mine 

I had written a poem called “Deaths Door”
My sleeping problem my wife did endure

From when I lost my spouse
It’s only the dog and I at the house

Before I go to bed I shut the light
Something happened to me one night

I felt a hand on my back waking me
Nobody but the dog here with and me

It could have been a night I lost my breath
An angel may have kept me from death

That angel must be my wife 
Still watching over my life

She watched over me when she was alive
She must still be helping me to survive 


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The prison of the keys

And now I've lost my papers,
My passport and my wife,
The very essence of
My identity and life.

My bank account is empty,
My cloths and garments sold,
My skin and bones are ashes,
Spread thin on the open road.

My old car's broken down,
No wheels to touch the floor,
The motor been dismantled,
Stripped clean down to the core.

The bailiffs and the policemen,
Have emptied my abode,
The promises I made you,
Have been auctioned out and sold.

The love I hold within me,
Is all that I now have left,
The rest is bleak illusion,
The bind man and the deaf.

The imaginary people ,
I thought were my friends,
Have left the scene forever,
As the road of life does bend.

And now I stand alone,
Upon this lonely hill,
I gaze upon the meanings,
The years have silently killed.

In the roaring storms of thunder,
In the lightning in the night,
In the whispering of the children,
In the white doves lonely flight.

In the dust of many ages,
That has settled on my soul,
In the ashes of my humanity,
That has filled my begging bowl.

The ancient breeze is blowing,
Calling me to my knees,
To behold the light within me,
In the prison of the keys.

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Remembering My First Lost Love

Meeting my first lost love came unexpectedly.
Although I was young, I still remember him...sadly.
Dressed in  a dark dress without ribbons or bows,
Slowly walking into the room to see my dad's dad,
I saw my grandfather for the very first time...dead. 
He was handsome, like his picture, in a nice suit.
He had been out in the world on his own pursuit.
Emptiness, not knowing joys consumed me that day.
I wondered how it would have been with time to play.
His skin, pale and gray, was cold when I kissed him.
I wondered if he ever ran to the beach for a swim.
Hugs and kisses were never known and no Granddad laugh.
The preacher there said a prayer on Grandad's behalf.
In the chapel, there were folks I had never met.
Back in 1956, I felt my first regret.
Many times I thought of him as years passed by.
I wonder, would he wipe my tears if I should cry.
Or listen to excitement when I learned something new -
Long ago, when granddad died, we said adieu.
But even now, I think of him with family love
And hope we'll have a chat someday near God above.

June 7, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soupn Member Contest:  Remembering a Lost Love
Sponsored by: Gail Doyle



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I received my report card today

I received my report card today
and "damn" was all I could say.
Where am I going with all these grades?
A child like me, what have my mother made?

How can I ever look anyone in the eye
when all I had to do is get my grades high?
And how will I cope when I already failed?
I was the head, now tip of the tail.

Maybe I was distracted and couldn't think
but all these months are gone in a blink.
I want to change...but it's too late
because this report already determined my fate.

Now I am lost, I couldn't try more
because nothing is interesting, everything's a bore.
I had dishonored my family and let down my life,
and to no man could I be his wife.
For who would want a disgrace as their dear?
and neither do I want to be their burden nor fear...

What can I do without a qualified mark?
The only place I belong to is the dark.
I tried so hard and got nowhere.
Should've realized life was never fair.

Those who did least, often got the best
and those who tried best always got detest.
It's a trend, an agonizing rule
that turned these geniuses to idiotic fools,
that broke their heart as the clock ticks,
that made healthy minds corrupting and sick.

The time has come to make up my mind
to face reality or hide some place only Death can find.
Maybe this temporary regret would remain
and make me suffer from inevitable pain.


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Beyond Unspoken

Beyond Unspoken

Beyond all fears this day must come, she dies my end as well. 
Was it just a glimpse in time; a dream a magic spell
Arrested by your vision pure from lost begins, awoken.
You were the one my heart longed for, a dream beyond unspoken
I’d wondered if my rescue comes in this world or the next
I’d lost all hope to see love's face but you..my soul’s perplexed.
But now all hope has died for “us”, retiring to my darkness
Joy a distant memory replaced with pain and starkness.
I did so love you spent my heart, holding nothing in reserve, 
one day for your sake I do pray you’ll  give what you deserve.

APOM


Lawrence Schrank


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The Broken Glass

Staring in the mirror, my reflection staring back
There’s a murderer here shrewdly covering her tracks
Inch by inch, step by step, sneaking through the forest quietly as kept
Slowly trying to make her way to the end
Knowing the darkness is going to catch her for her sin
She starts to feel weary like she weighs two hundred pounds
It’s something glowing in her pocket pulling her down
Her arm reached and reached and reached bringing out a mysterious broken glass
Deja Vu is what this felt to her as if she had seen this once before
She looked deeply in the splintered mirror and was amazed at its shiny galore
The world started to turn going back in time 
To set her where she committed the crime
So tangled as to what has happened on this day
Now, asking God to show her the way
She finds herself wondering into a dark gloom 
She sees a light under a door leading to a room; opens the door and what does she find…
It is her in a mirror locked up and confined.
Staring in the mirror, her reflection staring back
She’s captive now and there’s no turning back.


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In your thoughts my endless love

Within you I lose myself full of ecstasy and free of earthly pains,
Without you I find myself wanting to become lost again.

How I wish to be always with you,
So that could everyday feel anew.
Sooth my weary eyes,
By your comely face which to my heart feels nice……

Kiss me and I can make you sense and feel the heavenly stars;
Love me and I will give them to you and heal your hearts troubled scars

Within you I lose myself full of ecstasy and free of earthly pains,
Without you I find myself wanting to become lost again.

Blood & heart,
Our hearts never do move apart.

Heart & pulse,
They pulsate heavily and throbbing never dulls.

Pulse &soul.
Live life loving and blissfully content living our goal.

Soul and body
After all we have gone through, its pure love that they embody……………………..

Within you I lose myself full of ecstasy and free of earthly pains,
Without you I find myself wanting to become lost again.

©


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LOST LOSER

          LOST LOSER

Bad enough to hear ‘you lose’
Then a flock of mail flies in
Don’t know which one you should choose
Then you glimpse ‘an AWESOME win’

Maybe it’s my humble past
Maybe it’s my country school
No one smiles when they are last
If you do --you’re called a fool.

Glory is its own reward
If you win your heart beat sings
Friends will greet you if they can
Life is sweet on eagle wings

Time is precious, time is short
Worlds await on shelves in books
Brush twitch paintings-- feet seek sport
I crave salmon on a hook

Ungrateful twit that I may seem
Courtesy is sometimes missing
My head I'll dunk in ice clogged stream
Avoid the flock of kiss kiss kissing

If you note that I have lost
Spare me time and spare me shame
Spare yourself the time it costs
To remind me that I’ve lost again



Victoria Anderson-Throop
Nov 30, 2012


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Flying With The Birds

If I were to believe in you, would you believe in me?
If everything that I promised you actually came to be

If I were a beautiful rainbow, a reflection in the sky
Formed by the rays of light as your tears you cried

Sweetheart I am just a simple man with a complex plight
My blessing is you’re here with me, as this quest I fight

Sweetheart you know I’m a warrior, though I live like a ghost
I fight and write living my plight, inside the belly of the host

From shore to shore, a forever war, that will never end
Just today I got the word the host has taken another friend

Another soul another goal of course another wasted life
God I am a lucky man to have become one with my wife

Pains insane it shreds my brain and tears my heart into
I’m left here asking myself, “Was there anything I could do”

I have to write a eulogy though I just don’t know what to say
Here is a soul, another hole, for someone who lost his way 

Sobriety is really great but at times it is truly rather hard
You watch them take another friend and plant him in the yard

Another smoke, another joke another party has reached its end
Here I sit in a spiritual pit feeling totally lost about my friend

I hope someday someone reads what I say, takes another course
Pass on doing that shot, love it or not, death upon the black tar horse

So I shall write my Eulogy falling to pieces about my friend
Who made fun of the man I turned out to be, until the very end

But that’s ok it was just his way, right up until the day he died
The one true light shinning bright, lives inside of you and I

So will all of you join with me let your spirits pen my words
About a beautiful soul, who found his goal, flying with the birds


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Very few people in this life that I love enough to let make fun
of the changes I made in my life. Addiction (The Host) took 6
friends in 2007, 5 in 2008 and this is the first in 2009. He didn't
overdose he was shot a couple of days ago in Chico, Ca during
a home invasion robbery over his heroin debt. I used to always
pay his debts when it reached this point with bags of Meth. This
time I couldn't go there for him and now he is dead. This is my
life, my gift and my curse. God Bless you all, mj


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THE WORD AND THE WRITER



The word calls to the lost writer, “I am right here.” 
The writer calls to the lost word, “Right! Here I am!”


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Save Me Now For All I Care

To my right and to my left
I am surrounded by ocean-wide debt.
I owe a lot, I owe my life
but when I ran there was a strife.

To my back and to my front
I am filled with emptiness - a predator that hunts
the lost prey
till it dies and its body decays.

North, East, South, West.
Where is the damned treasure chest?
Where is the shining star that shone the light
and lead the wise men to Jesus in that Christmas night?

Someone, please show me the road, 
show me the way away from this freezing cold
and hold my hand, and kiss my cheek
and lead me through the hours, days and weeks
because this boat is sinking, and sinking fast.
I really don't know how long I can last.
So fire the gun up into the air
and save me now for that's all I care.


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The Visitor-

The town lay dark and sleeping,
people safe ,in beds were keeping.
Only I , restless , hounded.
walked down the street,
heart pounded.
What called me from my nightly slumber?
Something lonely, a despairing hunger.
Through the gate , a soldier stumbles,
in the distance , cannon rumbles.
Suddenly , in my arms he falls,
“1863? he said,” do you see the musket balls?”
His blood soaks through a letter,
he pushes in my hands.
“Give this to my Jeanette,
make sure she understands!”
With one last cold and wintry breath,
Like fog he disappears,
I’m bewildered , frightened,
for he didn’t know the year.
It’s 2013 now, and Jeanette is now long gone,
I keep the blood stained letter ,
in my mind the cannon echoes on.


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Still Standing Still

Lost in a thought,
A mind set to jot.

To enter a trance,
No movement - a stance.

No trace of a laugh,
A blank photograph. 

Dots are connected,
A vision infected.

A stare into space,
Still standing in place. 

Making no sound,
Lost and then found. 

Six senses attack,
The world has come back. 

- Yours Truly


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This Thing Called School

This mighty school, this boiling stress,
Supposedly makes me the best of the best.

But how can I be as good as they say,
When I barely have the attention to pay?

From the dark of the morning, to the dark of the night,
I am constantly struggling to keep on the right.

I arrive their so early, and return home so late,
Only to find myself a fish caught on bait.

I feel like I’m breaking this one crucial rule;
And falling behind in this thing they call school.


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Scottish Hiland Encounter

A lonely solitary sound 
With voice still young and yet profound 
Floats lightly cross a mountain stream; 
Her song an all consuming dream. 
No Nightingale has pined as sweet 
Nor laid such beauty at my feet. 

Such plaintive strains of purity 
Enrapture like a symphony. 
No springtime trill of Whippoorwill 
Can touch so much my weary will 
Or shine as bright a healing light 
To lift the darkness from the night. 

No Sirens of exotic seas 
Heard off the Southern Hebrides 
Could lift so high my troubled soul 
Or fill it full to joyous whole. 
Her Highland Gaelic, lost to me, 
In perfect pitch and melody. 

Yet language lost does not affect 
My love for ancient dialect. 
And now across a foggy stream 
I see her there as in a dream; 
She sees me standing here amiss, 
Then throws a sweet and blissful kiss. 


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Outcry of a broken heart

Even my mind not stilled by silence
my thoughts outraged with hurt and hate
as Im dumbfounded with confusion
leaving the cause to no debate,
I cannot tell you what is wrong
to tell you means I'd have to trust,
and my heart no longer feels willing,
beating only cause it must.

I feel a dead man live my life
I see his cold abandoned heart,
I hear his agonising cries
as he is torn more apart,
knowing no peace, no rest I find
having no comfort, stuck in a bind
a vagabond, alone in his life
Ive been cut off, betrayal was the knife.

awaiting death, and still much worse
my whole life upon this earth
seems like a scheme to take my worth
and bring me to nothing,
such is my curse
and i fear the effects
may never reverse
and make believe that I am cursed.
the way I feel too great for words
too great to bear such constant hurt
my soul depressed and left prostrate
before God to help, I hope it works. . .


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THE LIGHT HEART

                               THE LIGHT HEART

                           She lost her light heart
                 Somewhere between dead parents
                           Not being worldy smart
                  Had the rest Lover-beaten out of her
                               No matter where--
              Life's magic has been lost or wrapped in fur
                                 Her light heart
                            Has vanished in a blur




                       Victoria Anderson-Throop  12/4/12


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Where Is My Muse

I feel lost, I seem to confuse,
I can't think, I lost my muse.

All my thoughts, swept away.
Leaving nothing, nothing to say.

Vacant expression on my face.
I am scared and out of place.

Words, they swiftly disappear.
Don't they know I need them here?

How can I communicate,
when I leave my poetry to fate.

If I had my own mad skills,
Maybe then I could pay my own bills.

On my muses I am relying.
It isn't for lack of me trying.

Muse, what sacrifice do you demand,
What will it take for a helping hand?

I want to be your chosen one.
Today, the words will not come.

These emotions take their toll.
I have already sold my soul.

At what price, at what cost,
For all this sanity I have lost.

Have I now a key without a lock,
How I hate this writer's block.

I am so lost, my words I loose.
Where the hell is my muse?


05-26-2014


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Dorothy on her Deathbed

The artist in me myself instinctively tracing 
work a share miseries to inspiration making

Shrouded within my cocoon of slashing brush strokes
lost lovely my Dorothy gently softly releases her yokes

A watch seeing graduations of deaths cold colours on her lovely face
ship me lost my anchor my heart lost love no longer in her embrace


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OPPORTUNITY

Opportunity comes but in every instance
Look inward and Self-rate your performance

The open doors are still left unclosed
Flash back and see opportunities that you have loosed

Grace is all you need, don't hope loose
Once a lost opportunity can still be the goose!

There's no error in trying again
Opportunity lost can still be regain.


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Teenagers

Nothing goes the way it is supposed to, not in the life of a teen At this age, things happen that just make one want to scream Relationships begin and so do the intricate feelings of love Religion and atheism come into play making us wonder what’s above Though some of us lucky folks know who we are both inside and out Others roam aimlessly and wander all about They’re lost and alone and afraid in the dark Yet the ones with the light are not bold enough to embark On the greatest journey they ever will take Just to help those lost souls not drown in the lake Yet teens make things more complicated than they must needs be For the mind of a teen lacks sufficient maturity The smallest of problems can emerge into a war A war every time there appears a closed door This is because their mind can't process why they shouldn't be allowed To make their own decisions without a parental frown Only when they’re older do they truly know That their parents just had love to show Then sometimes, sadly, the grown-up teen Both the wallflower and the drama queen Will leave their parents and leave the love The love sent humbly from home and above It’s saddening to see the broken bonds That once existed between those that were so fond Nothing goes the way its supposed to, not in the life of a teen Their lives seem so complicated, but later it all will be a dream My friends, our troubles are hardly at hand The waves will wash them away like speckles of sand Lift your heads up high and enjoy your young life Though now it may feel so full of strife You were born now for a reason, just let it be so. Hold on to your moments, and don’t let them go


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STUCK

written 3rd Nov 2001


This future.. I can not bare
 so why do.. I still care..

The torture 'still' lives
 but there's 'nothing', left to forgive

The hurt, and the, pain..
 now it, all feels the same

My "love".. for my kid's
 'is', the only reason I still.. live

This life... I would love to end
 for there is, 'nothing else'.. I can mend..

"Push" me a little..
   I appear to be, 'a little apathy'... Stuck, 'here'...subdued


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A loser

Only a loser misses 
his accidental misses.

Volodymyr Knyr 
2014


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Into My Lungs The Murky Flows

Finding solace in the shadows,
Eyes burning from the day's glaring glow,

Looking inside for the flickering flame,
searching deep for something without a name,

Lost in darkness, the abyss taunting,
Clear thinking replaced by relentless wanting,

A voice in the distance, a whisper on the wind,
Insanity on the outside a manifestation of within,

Sinking deeper into the mire,
Clawing at the walls, reaching an inch higher,

Arms grow weary, breathing slows,
Into my lungs the murky flows.


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Unsung Tears

Ignorant, she walk
As stealth shadows stalk
Pure was her name
Misfortune, her mane

Then out of midnight's light 
Comes the wicked of the night
Her desperate struggles
Are flooded with pain

Lost in night rain
The echoes of disdain
Her innocent fears
And unsung tears
Masked in raindrops

Her womanhood scathed
Glowing dreams quenched
As her body lay drenched
Cold, yet hot 
Till all hope is lost

Passions unwanted
Pleas neglected
Blood sheared
Whereas evil cheered
O poor soul, have mercy I pray


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America after 1962

On June 25, 1962 prayer was taken out of school
It was like losing a ring's precious jewel 
If you look into America's history 
You will find that it is no mystery
From that date on we haven’t been as strong
I believe we have done something terribly wrong
What they teach in history books simply overlooks
Important information that has raised up a blind generation
Youth, family, education, and national life is far from the same
We have lost morals and values that our forefathers firmly proclaimed
A Blessed Nation under God we have always been
But in the last 50 years it has become destroyed by an abundance of sin
Divorce rate is at an all-time high
While so many children grow up fatherless and wonder why
Gang violence increases each day
Teenage pregnancy has become a common way
Young people search for love in all the wrong places
Leaders in government wear faulty faces
Role models have become extinct
Technology while good has caused many jobs to sink
A nation rife with perjury
Broken marriage covenants In need of surgery
Unforgiveness extortion bribery slander and profanity
We need God to restore us too sanity
Hypocrisy, and lawsuits initiated solely for revenge and personal gain 
Doing things are own way has caused us much pain
The rich are getting richer and the poor sit back and cry
People have lost their integrity yet shake their fists at the sky
If you want to learn open a bible and begin to read
If we listened to its wisdom we wouldn’t have so much need
We have become too liberal as a whole
Besides having so much debt, we are all losing our souls
If anyone talks about God in school they risk losing their profession
Yet more and more young people suffer from anxiety and depression
Many are on medication making doctors filthy rich
So many people are dying in their own emotional ditch
Statistically we are on a downward spiral
Many people turn their heads or just live in denial
History is important to learn
For it shows us how quickly society can turn 
We all have to answer to God someday
And if I were you I would start to learn his way
For if we are going to continue to be America the best
We have to take a moment to address
All the ways we have allowed this country to slip
Take personal responsibility and restore our spiritual grips
Weneed to take back the people's power
We are living in a crucial hour
If we don’t open our eyes ears and mouths we will fall instead of just bend
who knows this time if this damage we can mend.

 by: Sabina nicole


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1 year

As I sit in silence I begin to realize what you mean to me.
I'm hoping through all the bull*****our familys will come to see.
Your my everything.
No longer just a fling.
Babe this sh*t is real.
Sign my name on you like we're a deal.
Its been a year,
yes 12 months.
No longer needing to hunt,
I've found the one.
We can be serious or just have fun.
Through all the the mistakes,
my heart no longer aches.
One more year and its a wrap
No more having to deal with this petty bull crap.
This sweatshirt around me,
Is the closest we can be.
I hate the miles between us.
You have no idea how much i think about just hoping on a bus.
I just want to be with you,
So sick of feeling alone and blue.


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Dorothy on her Deathbed

The artist in me myself instinctively tracing 
work a share miseries to inspiration making

Shrouded within my cocoon of slashing brush strokes
lost lovely my Dorothy gently softly releases her yokes

Watching graduations of deaths cold colours on her lovely face
ship me lost anchor my heart lost love no longer in her embrace


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MISSING

My get up and go has got up and gone
My life is dull when once it shone

I’ve simply looked everywhere
Even under the bed and the comfy chair

My mojo has gone on holiday
So if you find it please return it my way

Jan Allison
27th August 2014


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Taj Mahal

Taj Mahal is the beauty of ages;
A beauty lost in time,and lost in dreams.


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your thoughts

In your thoughts i have immersed and lost myself, without you i yearn to be immersed and lost again all by myself............ forever...lost in your thoughts, aimlessly wander with my thirstful wish to be silently quenched sought, i wander and wander, on the brink i dwell now my lonesone life to surrender.......


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Angel Disguise

Learning, sleeping
Playing, wheeping
Integrating in the whole
Like a brick into the wall

Hearing whispers all the time
His unconscious needs sublime
Singing songs or writing poems
Escape he seeks, uncommon knowledge

Seeking perfection (not to mention) he fights the infection
That tries to stop his ascension (to the far dimension)
In silence he screams
He, who has the big, bad sins

An angel seeks his long lost soul,
For him in order not to fall
With the power of the gods
He survives against the odds

A She is created
To fit the unrated
The wish to fulfill
The dream to come still

Beyond, there's nothing more
Purity has lost his soul
Seeking desire
He has fallen into fire

Intense the burning hits his soul
In his hell he's gonna fall
From the dream he shakes and wakes
To take a bath and learn for math


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Love Is Life

Love Is Life By Rick Rucker Think about this, if you please, Life without Love is like a hug, with no squeeze, Yes, you can live without it, But, you are poorer, no doubt about it! I saw my Love just last night, My Heart’s pace quickened, at her sight, I don’t remember before I loved her, Just that dark clouds seemed to ever hover, Over me, as I went through Life, Without a Lover, or a Wife, At the time, I thought I was livin’ With the cards that I was given, But it was a mere imitation, A figment of my Imagination! Love is what makes you want to do, Things that please both of you, Things that cause the bells to ring, Things that cause the birds to sing, Before I met her, I had lost pounds, by the score, But I had lost so much more, The ability to see things as new and bright, The ability to sleep, right through the night, Love is like the spice you add to food, The ingredient that elevates your Mood. Love is the only thing, That can, to You, its Happiness bring! At some point, Life will have you over a barrel, Only avoid Love at your Peril, When Life gets too much for you, It is far easier for two! For me, it seems a simple Plan, My loving Woman, her loving Man!


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Broken Lamb the Absent Shepard

Broken, shattered, torn little pieces,
Of my self; I continue to lose the way,

Dealing, deserving, dishing out,
A suitable punishment there is not,

A bloody trickling of tears,
Covering the body in sickness and in fear,

Stretching the length of my insides,
My shame knows no bounds, besides,

Who could fix this broken thing?
So lost in a cliche of words that is so a maze, bring

Me, this lost lamb, no shepard to be had,
No, deserving hardly, I willingly walk the other way.

Shall I not desert the others?
I shame mothers and I shame fathers,

Stay away from me!
Only pain and misery that will be.


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Il Fiore Della Bruma P2

Bright Lotus of the lily pad
Let it be known who fears the fall
You who all would uphold in slumber
Blind to a gaze refrained or stalled.
Amongst this lonely block of figures and sand
And thick, heated lines
You glide across water in whispers;
The divine scope of earthly kind.
You I had watched from this embankment
For days on end without question or hope
Enskied before me as light azure
Cool dream where pond turns to rivers slow.

Bright Lotus of the lily pad
Let it be known who fears the fall,
For at once you grip to the shadow’s hand
And draw through paths by the tone of his call.
He who is half in love with easeful death
Holds you like an ancient coin,
And raises glass above your breath
When markets make themselves purloin.

Bright Lotus of the lily pad
I cry for you cannot see the same,
Gaily look upon the water still
At once your face would seem to change.
And I cry out bright Lotus
Let it be known that you fear the fall,
For you run from reason and hide away
Clinging to the shadow’s pall.


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A FALLEN KINGDOM

A FALLEN KINGDOM

From Mankind's birth on Earth
They looked on animals for their worth

They didn't  accept animals were their kind
They thought to exploit all they could find

Man rejected he too was an animal
But couldn't  dispute he's actually a mammal

Animals at first had no fear of Man
Until, that is, the killing began

Having no defense against such predation
Though animals were earth's first creation

The animals tried to hide and away from Man stay 
To no avail they were tracked anyway 

Finding their dens humans proceeded to kill
Using body parts and their stomachs they did fill

Proving a lesson the kingdom of animals did find
Humans call themselves Mankind but Man is not kind


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THE INTERPRETER

HERE COMES THE IN SECURITY
VOICI L' INSECURITE

THAT WALKS GRADUALLY
QUI SE DEROULE UN PEU

SHE ENTERS THE STAGE
ELLE VIENT A L'ENDROIT

LIKE SICKNESS IN THE BODY
COMME LA MALADIE DU CORPS

RESEARCHERS MAKE RECOMMENDATIONS
LES CHERCHEURS FONT LEUR  RECOMMENDATIONS

THE PARTICIPANTS REMAIN AKIMBO
LES PARTICIPANTS, AVEC LEUR POINGTS SUR LEUR HANCHES

THE EVENT INSECURITY
L' EVENNEMENT INSECURITE

PROFITABLE TO THE ACTIVE PARTICIPANTS
LUCRATIVES AUX PARTICIPANTS ACTIFS

THE WISDOM OF THE RESEARCHERS
LA SAGESSE DES CHERCHEURS

NOT PROFITABLE TO THE ACTIVE PARTICIPANTS
NON LUCRATIVES AUX PARTICIPANTS ACTIFS

THE PRIORITY OF  THE WISDOM
LE PREMIER POINT DU SAGESSE

ENGAGE THE YOUTH
EMPLOYONS LES JEUNNEE

THE HUNTER LIKE AN INTERPRETER
LES CHASSEUR COMME UN TRADUCTEUR

BLOWN THE WHSTLE
DONNE UN COUP DE SIFFLET

GERINIA, GO BACK TO THE DRAWING BOARD
GERINIA,RETOURNE VITE A LA PLANCHE


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SAPPHO'S FALLEN STARS part 2

Just as in twilight –men’s eyes roam, unbidden, seek horizon’s golden light
Thus do men –roam with nature’s Sappho-rhythm--Yearning, yearning
into your indigo unceasing velvet night
Spiraling –throbbing--- perpetual sensations—Burning, burning
Hot despair-- escaped-- from siren-bred mad-delight
		Run did I until the fire burned from my guts
		Run did I until the flaming coals were crystaled ice
			Until the roads ate frozen ruts
			Until food forever lost all hope of spice
 Declared warnings…......backward turning……
neglecting…Forgetting….. in manly pride
                     a Fool, I flee, and with it take my learning……

                       I 
                    hide
		                   
Replace the ‘ tales’ of truth with modern, learned’, 
Mighty Strategies of War

	Now, my mistaken bloody price is paid, and
                   	Dread defeat lurks heartless at my door.

Penelope—I have none-- weaving waiting clothes
No wife or lover steadfast lingering in repose
I make a life of blood and war
Leave homeless families-- play no favorites-- rich or poor

I am no lowly man--these hands wield swords
My fate would have me scorn the simple deeds--
The tying and untying ropes and cords
the gathering of fruit or pulling wretched’ weeds

These hands serve words and promises a world and sea away
 This heart has lost its voice and fades this soul a bit each passing day

Bedfellows Grief and Sorrow

My Vanquished men 
Now a band in Shades of grey
		If only I had stopped their precious ears today
		Immune they would have been to Siren’s song

On me the Fault, on me-- the prideful Wrong

(continued on part 3)


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Please dont fall Asleep

Wake up America, 
Arise from your slumber
Media has desensitized your minds
We live in a new world of technology that has made you colorblind
Meaningless, with deeper meaning
Music lyrics have been subconsciously stealing
While you think it’s the beat you are feeling
Listen to the words and then tell me if it’s still appealing
Even Movies have brainwashed your judgment of what’s ok
Too many people are sitting back, watching our ethics slip away.
The Government has helped us all too simply learn to accept
While gradually breaking down the family structure, many have just slept.
No longer can we allow these planted seeds of lies to continue to grow
This is real reality, not some entertainment show
Our children are not aware
That their future is in for a scare
Our youth are looking for role models and leaders
They have become susceptible to idolize bottom feeders
Wake up America,
We need a real change
Bring back integrity, morals and stop being estrange
They keep us busy in televised drama 
Currently immune, with no proper armor
While people are starving and walking around half alive
They are plotting our nation’s permanent demise
Sex trafficking is at a an all-time high
Wealthy men are raping young girls in America and when they are done with them they watch them die!
Poverty and greed is causing drug dealers to lead
A generation of angry lost young man
Creating baby’s that start the cycle again
The more eyes that now see
The more we can be
Brought back to truth and sanity
The rich are getting richer and the working class have grown tired
Democracy is being set on fire
You may question what you can do
If everyday each person changed just one view
We would be able to recover what has been lost and start bran new
The people need to take a stand and vote like they really care
We must join together, use our voice, and remind them we are still there.


BY: Sabina Nicole
Written: 1-1-12


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My Last True Love I Have Found

My Last True Love I Have Found By Rick Rucker My last true love I have found, Amazing, as I was lying on the ground As the previous one died, Some months ago, and still I cried. So many feelings tied to death, So many tears at her last breath. So it was with my wife, When she lost her fight for life. Ever concerned with my good, She checked the local neighborhood, She tried to find for me, A wife for when she was free Of Earthly care, a worthy one for a wife Who would love me all her life. While I am happy that she tried Between us, no love, although we tried. I looked all around to find a friend So my sleepless nights would end. After an earnest quest, I chose the one that I thought best. She and I both had a need, Away from loneliness we would lead Each other, first we would be friends Each hoping that it never ends. We each thought that if it progressed not, We’d be thankful for what we got. Imagine my surprise, When first I did realize That I had found, against all chance, The woman that loved my Romance, She sees that I will gladly stay, That I will not run away From all the problems that life can bring, Whether with, or without a ring. My love for her began a fire, I threw my loneliness on the pyre That I could find Love again, Made me the luckiest of men. To find Love a second time, If I lost it, that would be a crime. I did not believe that I would hear, The words “I love you” in my ear. She had been burned before, Found that phrase a loathsome chore. When she’d said it in the past, Though she hoped, it didn’t last. I wished for guidance to let her see That her heart was safe with me. That I did not mean her harm, That we’d march through Time, arm in arm. Finally, on a date She said it to me straight As her lips did part, Her words gently kissed my heart. I was completely stunned, In Love’s rays, I gladly sunned. A life of Love is not a sprint; The first few feet are but a hint. The course, you are finally on, The beginning of a marathon. I’m currently in this race Fueled by the Love on her face. I know that I’m not a perfect guy, But that I will always try To let her know That the happy glow That I see in her smile, Will keep me running, mile by mile She shall never have to doubt What I am all about Though the race might make me thinner By the end, she will be a winner!


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There were Nine

I recall upon hearing, of a town not far from here From what I've been told, nobody enters because of fear For this town has something darker, darker than known before Nine crows in torment flight, await to deliver sore Being picked upon was a common site, safe, no one was Nobody could fathom why, was it simply just because The day that it came to light, a darkness descended down With a swiftness never witnessed, darkened a living town Under their winged shadows, became people in deathly fall It's as if their looking for someone special, hungered is their thrall For days they dived, swooped again, soaring to their skies This nine in tormented flight, just who can they despise The days and weeks that passed, the town recalls that fateful day Their Church now apparently empty, no more their light displayed . 09/08/2014


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My Magic Butterfly

I was so sad I was about to cry
When she appeared in the corner of my eye
Being carried gracefully by the wind
I believe she wanted to be my friend
She had rainbow wings and big brown eyes
Like silver dollars floating in the sky
There was a reason that I was so sad
I’d lost the most beautiful thing I had
It was more precious than anything
For I’d lost my diamond ring
I had my ring since I was four
But now at 5 I have my ring no more
Dad and I backtracked my steps nice and slow
Searching for my ring both high and low
When the butterfly came floating down
Landing on my ring lying on the ground
I ran and got my ring up off the ground
Right here on my finger it can be found
I thanked Mrs. Butterfly with a smile and a tear
Waving goodbye as she disappeared
Into a rainbow that crossed the sky
My magic ring finding rainbow butterfly


Written by my daughter Michaela and I


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YOu and Me

You and me 
Such a divine sound in a deaf world 
Where not a soul is left to whisper a word 
Its been ages since I’ve felt the sun on my face 
Is there a sun? 
Hard to tell in such a dark place 
Where the air is thin 
And the walls are closing in 
Comforted by hopelessness and hopelessness alone 
You and me, just a thought lost long ago. 

You and me 
Haha brings a smile on these cement lips 
And yet tears at the seams of former rips 
Easily torn, in a place that’s made me far from strong 
You and me, smiles don’t last long. 

You and me 
Forgotten who we are 
Yet we still remember these old scars 
I know where im at but I still feel lost 
You and me, such a hopeless cause. 

You and me 
The only thing left 
The only thing I’ve always kept 
The only thing that stands when everything else bends 
The only thing yet to end. 

So wipe those tears, don’t let them see you cry 
You and me, we’ll be alright 
We always do last the night. 


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Human Fraility

Oh speak to me of human fraility
Of lost innocence and virginity

Mistakes of yore leave behind a trail
Of guilt and fear and silent wail

All is lost and yet not lost
Who would want to count the cost

Babe in arms, an innocent sign
Of  the blunder and the fine.


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When I Was A King

Woken was the king to a reality when he was once great. 
He rises to his feet to rise to the occasion, but only to find out he’s years too late. 

You see, all good things must come to an end. 
There are more things important than the money you spend.

Time is on the side to those who side with it.
Don’t blink because beauty you just might miss it.

The beast is the truth, and the lie you told yourself.
With love there is no need for wealth as I always say myself.

The throne slips through your fingers like sand.
No longer do you have a queen to hold your hand.

They say it’s better to have loved & lost than to have never loved at all.
I disagree because I see her face on every girl as she is my downfall.

However, you cannot force a king to rule. 
He might be cut out to jester or be a petty fool. 

The queen may never have been a queen to start.
She might take your riches & rob your heart.

I was once a king…
But I’m nothing more than a boy lost in love with no hand for my ring. 

I guess love had my imagination in an odd place.
Either that or I should have seen the signs when you wanted “space.”

My mother always said my first love would be a fling…
But 3 years later I still feel like she was my queen & I was her king…


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BE PATIENT GOD

Be patient dear God, for i know that i've sinned.
Help me straighten my life, get back to you again.

For years i've lost faith, turned my back on your will.
Used your name in vain, even wanted to kill.

I've broken commandments, and lived life in sin.
Even consorted with demons, though never again.

I've lied and i've stolen, and defiled your great name;
But you never quite left me, and you've helped me the same.

Be patient my God, for i now see the light.
I'm so tired of the darkness, help me keep up the fight.

You've looked in my heart, and you must see some good;
Or i'd have been dead years ago, as i know that i should.

Be patient great God, for i'm turning my heart.
Back to you and your love, from hence i did start.

For without you in my life, i don't stand a chance.
I've already lost everything, except my shirt and my pants.

Now i'm down at the bottom, right where i belong.
Yes, i wanted to die, although i knew it was wrong.

Then you showed me the light God, and how you really care.
So now i give up my past, on you my burdens i share.

So be patient dear God, for i've much work to do;
Getting rid of old habits, drawing closer to you.


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Her Eyes

Her eyes were as beautiful as they could be
A puppy dog’s frown looking back at me

As they smiled they truly danced with life
Those big brown eyes of my beautiful wife

I sat behind glass as they filled with tears
Scared and alone her eyes danced with fear

The depth of her eyes expressed all of the pain
Dancing all around me I could feel their shame

But when they met mine these words are true
Beauty of their love broke me completely into

I gazed into her eyes into the depths of her soul
Lost up inside those eyes I had found my goal

It totally broke my spirit as I realized her pain
The thought of it drove me completely insane

Over sixty months later when mine got set free
Can you guess what eyes were waiting for me?

Two beautiful eyes that were so deep and brown
Now had a beautiful sparkling puppy dog frown

They also had a sternness I had never seen
Saying the only way to us is by staying clean

All these years later, eyes still as deep as a well
I am still lost in their beauty, bound to their spell

Telling me good morning as we start another day 
Her eyes shine with so much love in a beautiful way

Sometimes in life we try to be all that we can be
I didn’t pick her eyes because her eyes picked me

I am lost in the treasure of her beauty and grace
I reckon beautiful eyes deserve a beautiful face

Expanding on her beautiful eyes that mirror her soul
Is no less than my life’s honor and a beautiful goal

Written for Sami's contest


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Any thing lost

Any thing lost
has no cost.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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A Child And Kitten

"Goldie, I've noticed how some of my friends look like their pets
There's no resemblence between us and ...yet

I just lost my two front teeth and can't hardly eat
What is this I see you've lost two front teeth and can't eat meat

You're fur is so pretty for I love the Garfield orange color
It is colored just like my big brother's or

Maybe mine when in the bright sunshine
But you and I are not alike I fine."

(I know that it should be find.)


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Mother of a teenager

   He has spoken some words, He has broken my heart,
 This is my son my oldest whom I've loved from the start.
 Where have I gone wrong, what have I done,
To feel such hatred and anger from my first born son.
I've shown him love and never quit when things got tough,
 I'm not sure where this is going but I know it will be rough.
 I think I've done well, I always taught him right,
 Is this just a phase will it get better over night?
I am afraid of what may come, Not sure what to do,
Should I step back a while , and let go for a few?
My mind is overwhelmed with worry and fear,
 He'll be an adult in less than a year.
Where do I go to become what he needs?
I thought i worked hard and planted all the seeds,
He is angry , and lost I know he doesn't want to hurt me,
 He's my little boy, I just want him to see,
 I will never be his enemy, I will always be there,
What he is feeling I may not understand but I do care.
 This is boy  my heart and my soul,
Is this what happens as they grow older?
 Lord give me the strength give me the wisdom to get thru this,
 Let me be what he needs there's not a moment I want to miss.
 I am broken right now and lost in my sadness at this time,
 I hope we can make it, and soon get passed this and climb.
 Further and further in life as we go,
we need these things to happen to help us grow.
Now as a Mother and lost ,hurt and confused,
 I pray we will make it and soon know what to do.


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breached

somewhere deep between the darkness and the light
I lost my way in the evening's twilight
I can't remember when I've been this cold
across this valley where it was all foretold

I shield my eyes, with both of my hands
reach across this desert where there's nothing but sand 
I look across the borders searching far and wide
across this valley to the inside of my mind

I can see the light that's breaking through the leaves
and the harder it gets, the more I believe
over the barricades and trenches I climb
across this valley to the inside of my decline

the things I've lost there somewhere in time
I’ve stared down honor, saw its surprise 
the reasons and the rhymes I still deny
across this valley where my soul wanders blind

chaos reigns when all the order gets tossed
and my only crime is the time I've lost
the distance is there but no limits do I reach
across this valley where my heart was breached


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Georgina-I

This is the story better not told,
as it is too rancid and old,

In the town of motorina,
there lived a folk girl called georgina.

She was fat and ugly,
without company seen only singly.

She was obese and poor,
had to withstand villagers' jeers and boors.

No parents she had had,
Both were reported to be long dead.

No siblings grew by her side,
She had a lonesome life to abide.

She worked odds and lots,
so she could eat and add to her fat.

Of her odds at baker's was most,
after she had worked he reported all lost.

It is at baker's that this story began,
one day he caught her and she began the ran.

As the village watched her panting ahead,
the baker in pursuit almost head to head.

She was a good ten feet ahead,
The baker pursued thinking fat would be soon dead.

Georgina had other plans,
Fear had caught her headlong.

Her fat had energised in legs,
she was running in long dregs.

baker lost the ground,
and soon lost her sight and sound.

Georgina continued to run for long,
taking not a straight but a path oblong.

She reached dense forest,
dark in day time as if a closed closet.

She now sighted and looked back,
stopped finding that the baker had long packed.

Now another fear took her on,
she knew forest had animals feeding on human carrion.

She cringed under a grandparent tree,
recovering breath and feeling free.

She sat down,
and pulled her half torn gown.

Thirst,hunger and fear hung in dark,
even as she heard sparrows hark.

She opened her troubled eyes,
taking deep breaths and sighs.

Looking for water and food,
she after all got up and stood.

With careful steps she gingered along,
as she hardened and felt strong.

(To be continued)