I read the words on paper of lead
You came with a rubber eraser and you entered erase
Those the words that were in my head
You stealed my hand from writing still
11/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Categories:
stealed, analogy, poetry, word play,
Form: Free verse
I don’t understand the past tense.
Why is it that fight is fought?
And catch is caught when liked for like is right.
And what about sighted is that a past tense of sight?
The list is endless, and I spent hours amazed by all of it.
It was worse than a stinky sweaty work-out so I sweated!
Notice the t is pronounced so it’s Ted not “Ed” at the end of it.
But Ted and Ed sometimes have a rest when “En,” “O” and “A” led.
Yes, they led well, so that steal is not stealed but stolen or stole,
Then the A appeared when run is ran not runned.
The O was the big boy with write when he trumped wrote over writed.
I’m tired of this mess, so I’ll just let my ESL teacher do the word roll.
Categories:
stealed, humorous, language, teacher, word
Form: Rhyme
There are many emotions that are very negative in their nature.
Sometimes lie deep inside in the human heart and mind.
Evoking some of the most lowest emotions a human can feel.
Jealousy make fear that the love of your beloved is going to be
stealed from you.
Black is the color that most fit that negative emotions.
Obsession is having the same thought for somebody or something
most of the time.
When you conquer negative emotions, you will be better.
Transcending the darkness and finding the light.
Nayda Ivette
8-24-2015
Categories:
stealed, dark, life, light,
Form: Free verse
So sweet a kiss
The murmuring tunes of Spring
In the fragrant breath of night
Hums within my slumbering ears.
Like the whispering trees dancing
In the softest dews descending
From the vapours of the skies
When the soothing night
Was young with the glimmering moon of May.
The poor labouring clouds expanded wide
In the muted distance ripe with coldness
While the storming of the Eastern wind
Drifted through the blossoming fields
Graced by the sultry springs in the lulling hours.
I pulled the weary drapes
When the night grew old with silence
From a crystal window
Mirrored against the dumb fields
Black with the night.
A soft mist exudes the dead wind
Curled around the nodding branches.
Then I stealed away to the vacant spot
Where a crackling fire
Invaded the mournful breath of silence.
Lipsing sounds intrudes the night
Upon the quiet slopes and verdant span
Where the blossoms gently bow
Kissing soft the silver spray
Fluttering in the starry distance.
There sauntered I
Under the gladsome sky
To pluck a cherry from its stem
Outstretched beneath the sobbing moon
That in the dawning misty hours
That silver orb of light expires
When the sun had greet the day
With a golden sigh!
Categories:
stealed, beauty, creation, metaphor, nature,
Form: Free verse
to the people who sit beside me
they just let the day pass by
and look at me
at this girl
who is dying on the inside
most of them don't feel hurt
love
deceit
because they have the other person right beside them
to make their life complete
to the guy whos infront of me
you took my heart
my soul
my virginity
he led me to what is now cushed memories
to the gurl who claimed she loved me
she sits and tell lies and the stories
the rumors, the remarks
of you claimed that i broke your heart
dear girl you chose wisely
and with this choice you broke my heart
you lied
you stealed
so istead of you the pills give me thrill
all this made by a gurl who simply just wanted to never be
lied to her face
about love about friends
did it matter in the end
no
she went home got the blade
now she watches she glaces as the blood stains
her memories fade
into steel silence
yet to depart from this world
one last breathe
to breath one last kiss to give
so remember me girl
of how i bled pretty
Categories:
stealed, loveme, me,
Form: I do not know?
Devil I'm not listening to you
Because now I know exactly what to do.
You lied,stealed,and you cheated
But now you've been defeated.
Now I know when it's you nagging at me
But oh Devil you're a lie, get away flee.
Jesus is the real man in charge
And all his blessing are very large.
I know that he'll never let me down
He's the 1 that deserves the golden crown.
Categories:
stealed, faith, inspirational, life,
Form: Rhyme