Best Say Poems
On a cloud I wrote - I love you
But the cloud blew away
On a tree I wrote - I love you
But someone cut down the tree
In the sand on the beach I wrote - I love you
But the waves wiped them away
In the wind, I cried - I love you
But the wind was too strong and no one could hear
In a small letter I wrote - I love you
But I never posted it - it was never sent
But you know - I love you
and my heart belongs to you
19.02.2013
A-L Andresen :)
sometimes
we don't get a chance
to say goodbye
you sit there
tears in your eyes
wondering why
and
it don't make sense
to be strong
because it stings
you can't explain
the pain each
memory brings
and
the guilt
of stupidity
leads to regret
images
in your mind
mean you can't forget
sadly
stubborn to reach out
means feelings
are not heard
spite leads to
unanswered questions
no last word
and
its not them
knocking at the door
they can't call
there is no point
saying sorry
to the wall
because
sometimes
we don't get a chance
to say goodbye
you sit there
tears in your eyes
wondering why
Simple Musings
Silent One
18 September 2017
To you who have
never received a love letter ~
Here is the one I write to you
so you may hold it in your hands
and carry it next to your heart.
You are a kind soul and have bestowed love,
you've seen beauty where there were clouds
~ to you I offer gentleness as a bouquet.
My thoughts are genuine and caring,
my heart goes out to you because
you deserve the gift of tenderness.
You deserve to be told daily
how beautiful you are inside out and
how you make this world a better place.
AP: 2nd place 2025
POTD May 20, 2025
A lover
dies a millions times,
cursing the silence
of his tongue.
A poet
bleeds a million times,
until his heart has expressed
what matters the most.
When there is no poetry,
mind struggles to comprehend,
why what is expected to be heard,
is left unspoken.
When winds bring no respite,
all is forgotten in time,
memories may return to haunt,
but some hearts are meant to say goodbye.
Simple Musing
Silent One
29 April 2019
the homeless man who is begging for money
most believe he must be a drug addict or convict
what if you lost your home, your job, your spouse and alone?
you could end up beside him, lost and hopeless
the cheaters, liars and dishonest people
most think they do not know or associate with them
as they sit in the church pews every Sunday
pretending to be honest, pure and holy
some are teachers, bankers, police officers
a facade to fool the best judges of character
How do you say goodbye to someone you've loved
With whom you have shared your life
Is a goodbye enough or "I'll see you around"
After walking together through strife?
How do you say goodbye to a person who held
Such a great big space in your heart
Do you offer a hug, or a goodbye kiss
Or a wave of the arm as you part?
Who knew when you met and proceeded to walk
Down that road filled with places and things
That you'd find such a friend with the same cares as you
A relation unending it seemed
How do you say goodbye to that loved one or friend
Do you pretend that all is okay
Would you hold back the words and let silence prevail
Even though you have things left to say?
Did you have the chance to say your goodbye
To someone you thought was so true
Were you sad when you realized that you had to part
Or did it not bother you?
Was the goodbye you had a sudden thing
That came at you out of the blue?
Or was it a slow one - built up over time
Not hurting as much, cause you knew
What is it you do if they're taken from you
You're unable to say your goodbye
You can hope in your heart that they knew how you felt
But now - only tears left to cry
Did you watch as the love started slipping away
Wondering how could this possibly be
After all the good times - all the trials we went through
Was I really unable to see?
One thing is for sure, new days come - old days go
And love will be lost and found
It's important to know that you gave it your best
No matter what life brings around
Now it's time to let go and move on with your life
After all - tomorrows do come
How you face it today is the healing for you
Goodbye is the right thing for some
No
A small little word
And yet so hard to say
It tempts me to say
Maybe
Maybe I can make it work
I so desperately want to say yes
It hurts
Crushes me
To see you disappointed
Those times when I have no time
When I am stretched to the limit
Commitments
Piled
One on top of the other
The important less important things in my life
When I have no energy
No extra to give
No way of knowing if I'm making a mistake
I say no to give myself a break
Some space to breathe
Sometimes no
Is meant to protect
No you can't go
To that party
Spend time with that girl
Hang out with that guy
No I won't change my mind
Even though I have to be the bad guy
No is a declaration
That I care for you
I want only the best
I want no harm to come to you
No is a tool I use to strengthen you
No you can't quit
You must finish what you start
There is no better feeling
Than seeing you succeed
Those times I said
"No, you can do it on your own."
Even though I desperately wanted to help
No meant I trusted and believed in you
You can do more than you think you can
No one is more proud of you
I wish you to know
The power of no
When it comes to a girl
No really does mean no
When you are put in an awkward place
You don't have to say yes
Choose your no wisely
No I don't want to go
No I don't want another drink
No I have somewhere else to be
No I will not let you treat her that way
No you cannot cross that line
No I deserve better than that
Yes, no is a small little word
It can change your path
Give you time to breathe
No, opens up possibilities
To choose
The yes
That is right for you
Yes or no
I believe you will choose wisely
Even though no
Can be a hard word to say
She said no without excuse.
I admired that.
Her eyes did not blink.
She did not explain.
She simply said ‘no’.
Quiet and plain.
Not I’m sorry.
Not I wish I could.
She said ‘no’ the way I wish I could.
I've nothing more to say
I think I've said it all
I'm out of thoughts and clever rhymes
no words I can recall
I've covered every season
of life and in the earth
I've written about love and loss
and death and even birth
I think I brought you laughter
I know I drew some tears
I've done the very best I could
recounting all the years
So is there any reason
to write another line?
Will you even take a look
or shall you just decline?
All the best is written
All the rest is done
I'm much too weary to repeat
a race already run
A hundred years from now
will my poetry be read?
Will it survive the centuries
long after I am dead?
It's not for me to know
nor do I really care
I put my words down line by line
for dreamers everywhere
I've nothing more to say
I shall not even try
and with these last few sentences
I bid you all goodbye
Gus the parrot blasted into the treetops
like a feathered firecracker
with zero impulse control,
one eyebrow-feather lifted
with a you-have-got-to-be-kidding attitude.
He clicked his beak in judgment,
ruffled plumage with a flair,
then leaned in like a critic
who’s unimpressed with the air.
A twig snapped.
“!Dios mio… SAY WHAT?!”
A cloud moved.
“!Dios mio… SAY WHAT?!”
His eyes bulged, his crest shot up,
his whole body vibrating
like a tiny, outraged disco ball.
No one knew what he was reacting to.
Possibly nothing.
Possibly everything.
But there he was~
a neon blur of disbelief
shouting “!Dios mio… SAY WHAT?!”
at the entire universe.
You wrap my name
In syllables of love
Passion tinged sound units
Caressed by the beauty of your voice
you leave me no choice
but to yield....
breathed into my ear
you release
letter sojourners to travel
down the curve of my neck
to a cadence that captivates
and my heart capitulates
When you say my name....
When you say my name
saturated in n~e~e~d
wanting to be freed....
you make the appeal
wanting healing...immediate...real
your testosterone tempered tonality
temptingly deep...
it sets in motion
Resonance reverberations
that rock ecstasy's epicenter...
my name comes again
riding your waves of want...
it comes
in the full knowledge
that my release of liquid love
will welcome you in
to the inner sanctum sanctuary
where your body is idolized
and your name chanted...immortalized
in the rhythm and rhyme
of passion sublime
When you say my name...
When you say my name
you evoke the spirit of eternity
to dance the dance of life
weaving through and around
two simple syllables
of romantic antics
dancing and swaying
your voice calming playing
the trace of romance
leaving nothing to chance
when you say my name....
when YOU say...MY...N*A*M*E*
Eileen
Before you say you love her
Have a drink with her first
Wait until she becomes intoxicated
Not to take advantage of her but notice the way she acts when she's drunk,
Inebriated giggles and unwomanly speech with all sorts of curses
Would you still love her?
Before you say you love her
Take a shower with her first
Wait until all the traces of make-up disappears
As soon as the eyebrow powder, foundation and lipstick fades
Look at her bare face.
Would you still love her?
Before you say you love her
You have to undress her first,
Wait until she is completely naked
Not to make love to her but stare at her imperfect physique
Look closely at her scars and those tiger-like stretch marks.
Would u still love her?
Before you say you love her
Sleep beside her and spend the night with her first
Listen to her loud snores and notice her annoying gestures
Wait until she wakes up in the morning
Look at her uneven-toned, oily and acne-filled face.
Would u still love her?
Before you say you love her
Have late night conversations with her first,
Wait until she tells you all her secrets
Notice all her failures, insecurities and trust issues- all her flaws
Are you still willing to accept every inch of her?
Would you still love her?
I cannot say how poems come to be-
from just one thought to full reality.
I cannot say how I hunt down my words
to image themes like nature, flowers, birds.
Or then select a form to fit the theme;
be it free verse, haiku, or rhyming scheme.
Or count the syllables for metered flow;
select the feet of two or more to show
a rhythm, smooth or anapestic dance
to make the words behave or wildly prance.
Or think I'm done, but then see that I'm not;
to then rewrite and add what I forgot.
From just one thought to full reality-
I cannot say how poems come to be.
April 29, 2016
~1st Place~
Contest: Rhyming Couplets
Sponsor: Janice Canerdy
Judged: 05/25/2021
~9th Place~
Contest: Preterition
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Judged: 05/17/2016
Preterition is a poetic technique: drawing attention to
something by claiming to omit it, but then really defining it
by actually saying what you claim you cannot say.
Form: Couplet / Iambic Pentameter
Dear friends/family,
I want to thank each and everyone of you for all the support you'd given me through these past eight years on poetrysoup.Every beginning has an end ,and I guess my journey on this site ends here. I want to thankyou for helping me grow both as a poet and as a person.I will remember each and every one of you,and pray for your happiness.I thank the first friends who welcomed me on ps eight years ago.If it wasn't for you,I would have never been here all these years.You know who you are..And I thank all those friends I met along the way.I love you all.
On the sand your lonely footprints
But somewhere in a distant land
I walk beside you.
You say things that are really mean
I say that I'm still pretty lean
You say I'm fat and that's unfounded
I say I'm not fat, just well rounded
You say my big waist makes me look like a clown
I say that's not my waist, my chest fell down
You say I should be able to touch my toes with ease
I say you're right, if they were on my knees
You say my socks don't match, I should be more discreet
I say it's not my fault, I can't see my feet
You say I'm too heavy for my height, that's what you state
I say you're wrong, I'm just too short for my weight
You say I should weigh one eighty, no more
I say I'm five ten, I should be six four
You say next Halloween I should dress up as a mouse
I say I'll wear a window and go there as a house
You say I should get more exercise and try to shed a pound
I say that when I sit around, I really sit around
You say at the theatre you were embarrassed and didn't know what to do
I say it was because you sat in seat number three while I sat in one and two
You say I thought you were watching your weight
I say I am, I'm watching it inflate
You say being with me doesn't seem the same anymore
I say I'm still the same, just a whole lot more
You say you'd call if I were thinner
I say just don't call me late for dinner
You say we should work out at the gym down the street
I say we should get up and go out to eat.
Please note! A waist is a terrible thing to mind.