Long Folders Poems

Product of Dave the Brave

Product of Peace
Product of Poverty
Product of Happy
Product of Charity 
P-Product of crazy...weightless envy...bipolar blues...etc. etc.

Product of selfish ambition ...
A shameful sin in disguise 
Turning my cheek to this decision
Discussion goes beyond...

Read More

Stimulating ideas pop into your head
You need a pen…you need a piece of lined paper and you gave it your best shot to pass the difficult test
It looks like you’re outtah luck…you received an F...

Read More

(Spoken) All I could do is go away without looking back 
The wind blows to and fro and I'm back on track 
You and I smile to hide the pain
Don't be stuck in the past...

Read More

I’ve only been at my fellowship gig a week, but It’s official, I’m a candy-striper. Sort of, I wear a blue vest, not the old, red-striped dress, but it’s the same job. I shadow my...

Read More

Let my butterfly wings fly…in the glittery moonlight…
My words escape my lips with a lack of self-control and patience…
I’m sorry, but I’m lost…soon to be found…
In another life called the After Life…
The walls are closing...

Read More

I gotta let sorrow roll down my weary shoulders
Breaking down a billion boulders, revealing life’s folders
I hear the wolves howl at the after-midnight moon
I can hear them now – the predators scowl so soon

I’m walking...

Read More

I woke up suddenly with a burning sensation in my back
It felt as though my whole body was on fire and literally I was sweating all over. I took off the covers to appease my...

Read More

Certain appearances make me question our fufillmentship 
I’d bet my life that I’d find more comfort in a rock bottom 
Than in you 
Your mood swings are my fill of thrills for the whole year...

Read More

And now, I beat myself up for it...my mind is sky high with doubt and my body feels like a drought...dry with a lack of empathy and indulged in loathe and envy...I-I am upse
upset*
Forever in...

Read More

On the day that I stop writing with passion, on the day when you see my name and it does'nt provoke an attraction, and on the day when I write a script to your disatisfaction,...

Read More

Don't let me die without writing this first
I'm fighting the hurt
Bleeding with ink, crying with words
Let me write this before I'm lying in dirt
Don't take this as a suicide note, but tomorrow isn't promised
Take it...

Read More

I OPEN HER OLD DUSTY BOXES 
FILLED WITH HER MEMORIES 

PICTURES OF FAMILY, FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES
MANY OF THE SAME PEOPLE AND SOME NEW ONES, ONLY CHANGING CLOTHS. HAIRSTYLES AND POSITIONS
OVER THE YEARS IN VARIOUS...

Read More

Tis quite a beast of burden to bear atlas (shrug off not allowed)
Atlas shrugged an impossibility
tantamount to skinny dipping in the lock nest lagoon

Tantamount to shrugging Atlas off mine bony, 
   ill suited,...

Read More

Something was so terribly wrong, the room seemed upside down, the furniture was out of
place,  the scent of flowers all around.
She wandered from the corridor, into the main living room, so many people gathered...

Read More

FabelFiftyTwo 
FabelFiftyTwo 
 
ENTITY 
 
CharlaXFabels 
 
01010100110100101010101010100101010101010101011010 
“GASP” how dare you children use this site 
1 Corinthians 13:12 
 Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see...

Read More

The Picture Converter
Eye was working and making copies of my poems to preserve the text and the 
pictures do not come with the words to rest in folders where eye place the text so 
the...

Read More

I’m not an athlete although I love tennis,
I’ve flirted with fitness for most of my life,
Found rewards of a life that’s quite active are
Counterproductive to quality midlife.

The first problem is you’ve an imbecile’s view,
Little chance...

Read More

One30four 
One30four 
 
 
CharlaXFabels 
 
YahooEmailsplitter.com 
 
 Los Angeles California dateline Wed. April 9, 2008 
“Just in over the wire” 
Flash: Yahoo.com just unveiled the newest discovery 
made in the laboratory the Emailsplitter....

Read More

A poem based on relationship…”A girl in her own dreams” 
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi :)


DREAMS - An Iota of HOPE 

“Waked up 7 :00 am in the morning..
saw my beauteous dreams transforming..
ohh yeah..with a drowsiness yawning..
Suddenly...

Read More

for George
"You always said you had little invisible friends,"
He wrote in a Christmas card one year, and Yes,
funny he would remember that.  I called them Shovel,
Hoe, and BicaBacaBoca, all of indeterminate gender,
like Arial in...

Read More

I must take a stand. I must stand firm in what I believe
I have been working at this firm for three years
And my boss insists we have a meeting every morning 
And this ritual has...

Read More

Barcelona looked like a church 
as I walked down La Rambla
in search of a vacant room 
on that warm morning.
The balconies of the flanking 
high-rise apartments were pews
festooned with holy day
football flags and bedsheets.
The white...

Read More

Teeming and brimming with green bile
Enemies of progress plot from an evil thought
The downfall from a high wall isle
Against a progress protagonist caught

Up in an intrigue driven in seas of darkness
So black they defy illumination...

Read More

A Memory. 
I once was an errand boy and had a big bike that had no gears and 
our town was hilly. In front of the bike there was a steel mesh box 
to put...

Read More

staples
hanging file folders gawk
as we skirt around
in friendly conversation
what’s apparent in you voice everyday
taunting me with the thought of someone else in your arms

Each Passing Day I see my Father More
ice melts
as this wandering dissention
gains...

Read More