Best Thoughs Poems
written by Michael & The Mysterious Lady of Soup
Michael
The walls are tall but I know your there.
I hear your voice and the thoughs we share.
So close but can't touch your hand,
all I could do is spill out my words and let my pencil land.
Lady of Soup
I can feel your heartbeat beyond these walls,
one tear drop and my pencil falls.
The image of you vibrates my desired needs,
every thought about you inside me exceeds.
Michael
I press my palm on the door,
just to feel your hand makes me want you more.
My chest is beating to your song of desire.
To be inside your body and feel your waves of fire.
Lady of Soup
I take a deep breath to feel your essence here.
In my mind, the image of becomes so clear.
I can not calm a single thought about you.
I place my hands on my chest in hopes you get through.
Michael
Soon this door will open , and all shall be revealed.
So many things to be said, will start with kisses sealed.
To see you standing in your beauty and appeal
I have to have you as our passion will steal
Lady of Soup
The time has come for us to be in each others arms
before you opened the door, you had me with your charms.
Lets throw these notes away, and feel the desire for each other.
Lets keep this a secret between us, my dear poet and sexy lover..
I'm standing on the promise to be good and honest
nothing is more important than being a servant for
the good of man kind nothing is more important than
to let my light shine everyday I wake every breath I
take I try to seek to keep perfect peace with my fellow man
no matter where I stand I want them to understand that life
is a gift only god can give for that I'm standing on the promises
to up hold to cherish to never let my thoughs parish to always listen
and sit still and let god do his will nothing matters more than this
that's why I am standing on the promises of love peace and happiness
I'm standing on the promises that no one can ever take this
I'm standing on the promises of god knowing that he is inside
every step I take every move I make everyday when I wake I take that stand
knowing that god has my hand.
Copyright@September2005
Patricia Jaye
My thoughs are running wild
I'm trapped in a moment in time
When were we young and in love
I recall your masculine voice
I recall your gentle and loving touch
I'm abandoned in yesterday
I live in the memories we made
You are constantly on my mind
Your touch lingers on my skin
I can feel the ghost of yesterday's kiss
Baby my mind won't let me rest
How can I sleep without you beside me
Inside the teens mind
There are things we keep inside
Thoughts that run through are brain
Words that we never find
A narrow that has no end
That leads to
Construction or disruption
Where we built words to say
Think about anything
Cause no one can hear
Our deepest thoughs within
Inside the teens mind
We can control
Everything
As I sit here,
trying to gather my thoughs,
from a day of confusion.
I retreat back into your
warm embrace.
Your soothing touch
and quiet glances.
If not for those few minutes
with you,
what sanity could I retain.
"A dreamer" but I am not, it's what they fail to see. "An escapee" I
am, in my solitude where I long to be.
My world inside out, a place where few have ever been. A cell most
would flee, I fight for time to be in.
There no one may reach me, just my own thoughts to illume. I see more
clearly when left to self, alone inside this room.
My cell is guarded by lock and key, no one cracks this shell. It's all
the fortress that I need when life's not quite so well.
No I am no "dreamer", but to my thoughs, I oft am found. It's the
solace of solitude that keeps me firmly still around.
It appeared, for the longest time, that I was over you.
Each day my mind would bury your memory,
Continualy obsturing your face and your touch.
I began to shift my gaze.
I started looking straight ahead.
The past was to my back.
But most recently, from the depths of my mind,
You sprang forth!
Now I am once again at a crossroad.
Which path should I take?
That is the only question that is on my mind.
It devours my whole being.
To my right;
It is a life of hardships,
But in the darkness you'll be there.
Embracing, pushing away our troubles.
And that is all we would need, each other.
Mediocrady, but love.
And to my left;
Life like the gentle flow of a river.
Lonely but easy going.
Walking in solidarity, being content.
And I will ever long for more.
Exceptional, but alone.
Thoughs are my options, but I am stuck
Looking at the diverging road.
As i lay here onn my bed
Im thinking only of you Fred
As i lay here on my bed
when i wish to be with you instead
as ilay here on my bed
my wishes are going dead
be cause i havnt heard from you
as i lay here on my bed
only thoughs of you swimming around in my head
as i lay here on my bed
im crying my eyes out and boy they are so red
as i lay here on my bed
the words of this poem strikes the hairs upon my head
as i lay here on my bed
putting a strain upon my brain
im tryin not to sound so lame while yet im trying to explain
these feeling i have boy your the blame
as i lay here on my bed
i have this picture of you floating around in my head
as i lay here on my bed....
Lonely heart aka Sherell Crumpton
a day so fine - no ill in mind
a day spent free - nothing haunting me
now, I lay me down - they come around
those bad night thoughts - those night bad thoughts –
spun off devils carousel to show me twisted hell
they come at night - they enter my head
when out the light and covered in bed -
lay down content then it is spent
with such darkness my good is bent
i fight fears madness to keep my joy
that bedtime covets like a favorite toy
good is erased my sleep chased
when in bed sorrow hits my face
grows in my head clutches my heart
heaves my chest steals my breathe
and stabs to nab senseless tears
the devil seems fit to test my grit
more and more the older i get -
he speeds his carousel to grow fears well
it is a night battle i thus far handle
but remain unable to totally dismantle
come morn come internal joy
come night come devils decoy
Y,
Upside-down, backwards
worlds weep and burn
tried or true pulling into blue
the abandoned, the fright,
the flight
the silence whispering in my mind
taking hold of a long and lonely night
weary as the witch's brew
warning/warming the soul
we ball
we wither
destroyed
amongst it all
sink with the shiny coin
to the bottom of the abyss
or swim naked
to a portled bliss
blackness swans her heartless call
knifes and daggers
ripping vision's past
books bleed their final thoughs
I can't hold on
I can't hold on
running with the bulls
headstrong towards the headstones
frightened by the grizzly of the bears
the midgets holding mirrors
life too soon, can it disappear
and the coffee swirls
I see pain in that smile
swimming with my cream
deep in a heated cup
lusting to get out
loving to get out
the glass, it only cuts if you break it
come look at the impossibility
a cut above colour
curving/craving
the breast
the beast
that is me
The thing about writing is that you have to organize your deck
Putting the marina ghosts locked inside the captain’s head
And when the itchy comes the breakers will stop
So you can finally see lightness in feelings, words and thoughs
They need to be filled, to be told
But, sometimes, you don’t have a story or a punchline to hold
My job it’s to write; it’s to feel the need for visualization
But life wants landscapes, reality and comprehension
I know he’s listening to the jazz music
And seeing the bubbles popping out of his glass of champagne
The pain from his brain doesn’t make him sane and vain
No, not today
I love that boy too much to bring him to my reality, thou
So, that’s just how things roll
No morals or good remedy from happy endings this night
I can tell that we need to emerge through dark profundities from time to time…
But do you think we might?”
“feeling not thinking, soul with love linking ~
we attained God consciousness unblinking”
Quote by _Unseeking Seeker
mind of the heart has dimension
scope, compass and expanse
it contains all our feeling, our thoughts
emotions, responses, temperament,
and consciousness
it is an endless stream of ideas and stories
creating an abyss for the heart to cross
our mind separates us from them
even creating imaginary problems
along the way
and through spiritual meditation
I have attained the awareness to handle
the heart-mind dimension
most of the time
but, somedays I feel empty of thoughts
unable to generate ideas
forgetful, in a brain fog and have difficulty
gathering my thoughts
I see myself from the outside looking in
floating with no emotions
living in a dreamworld disconnected
from reality
feeling without thinking
once in awhile I make a soul connection
so deep and eternal
it is a bond palpable
mysterious,
beyond mind and beyond time
an infinite connection of respect
of soulmate forever
that will remain untouched by years
in the form of love for a lover
or love for a friend
and using my vision of God
with meditation, prayer, chanting
I connect with God consciousness
and enlightenment is my reward
and I peel away the layers
of false ego to find without thinking
my perfect soul connections
its wet out today more rain people say!i can sleep god today the rain washes my worries away!all thoughs cloulds in the sky makes me happy inside!i know you all think its strange but i love it when it rains!
Wanted to touch the fluffy white clouds
But realised it is unattainable.
Wanted to fly, but was bounded.
Mollycoddled in fantasies and fairy-tailed world
Went to delve them out
Found them only fallacies.
We're moving in islands
Thus dwindling in realities and white-lies
What's hidden behind the smiles
Tragedies, predicament, dilemma, tears
Might change tomorrow:
No consistent facts........
Everything revolving in 'ifs, buts, exceptions'-
'Even-thoughs'
Life's like an ice-cream
Steady yet soon melts
Exists, but gobbledygook existence
In the intransigent seasons.
Kiss of Sunshine
By Elaine Roy
Warmed by a fire, that holds my heart
Cherish memories are like rays of sunshine; waiting for you to enlighten me
Were sorrow is cast a way, by happy thoughs and time unfolds, into the love we shared
My mind is etched in kisses and smiles, that you gave to me
Were tender touches fell, into a great big hugs
Our giggles, would brust into laughter; cause we always knew how to tickle each others hearts!
We shared , moments in time but we'll live on forever inside my heart!
I close my eyes and feel the warmth of the sun; it reminds me of you!
Your my kiss of sunshine, that bring spring back to my heart and mind!