Poetry

It was 28th June, 1987 at 7-30 PM when I reached Thrissur, my home town in my native state of Kerala in India, hearing that my mother was seriously ill and was admitted to a hospital. I had to fly from Dubai the previous night via Kuwait and Goa, rather than by a direct flight to my state capital. When I reached the hospital, it was too late and she had passed away, just ten minutes prior to my arrival at the hospital. I looked at her motionless ...
...ripped apart in front of me. Those eyes would never look at me again, those lips would never smile and she would not call my name any more. Her bosom which transfused life into me would never heave again and her hands would no longer hold mine and she would never hug me again. My throat choked, my heart twinged, my eyes let out a flood of tears and I wept without any inhibition. On the fifth day of her death, I carried an urn containing her mortal ...

skmm 28.06.2006 · Read full review
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Hello COT, do some of you remember Miss American Pie by Don MClean? This is my Christmas tribute to you all in festive vein. Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a Snowbunni was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by Mrsmopples with care, In hopes that St Loopymum soon would be there. Terry and Art were nestled all snug in their beds, While idioms and identity crises played hell with their heads. ...
...Zippo, Had just settled their brains for a long winter's kippo. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, Kirst sprang from her bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window, shouts, 'What is all this crap?', 'You've woken me up and your in for a slap!'. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave lustre to coat of sleek Alleycat below. When, what to her wondering eyes should appear, But the figure of Lindsey, calling, ...

britum2000 20.10.2006 (19.12.2006) · Read full review
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Been racking my brains whether to publish this but my Bro said that he would like me too. His son, my oldest Nephew, died at the age of 18 after a car accident, early December 2006. We are all finding it very difficult to get back into the swing of being more than just ghosts of our former selves. For you 'blue' and your Father. SAPPHIRES When you arrived on this cold world Your eyes were open from the first They were a sparkling Sapphire ...
...into bed at night And hold your tiny hand so tight You'd cuddle up to your Loy Loy bear And get a great big kiss goodnight On Saturday's we'd shop up town We'd walk that well worn mile Friend's would stroke your fine blonde hair And laugh at your cheeky smile As you grew up you grew so broad And life took up new pace It almost seemed you knew too much You lived life like a race Your little brother and sister Would wait at the airport ...

Dudo_Perudo 05.01.2007 · Read full review
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I have spent a couple of weeks now getting used to this site and have written a couple of reviews based on my collection of girly films and cheesy pop music! However, I noticed that many people had written creative writing type pieces that were not reviewing products and I toyed with the idea of submitting one of my poems for several days as I hate people reading my work (it's not so good!) but in the end I have decided to go for it (I'm still not ...
...I thought I would submit this poem that I wrote a while ago after seeing a news story about drink driving. I don't drive myself but I have certainly made my share of bad decisions after a few glasses and wanted to demonstrate how it can happen to anyone and how one bad decision made in a weak moment can change your whole future, and that of others. I hope it's OK and you don't find it too awful! I'm really nervous! Now She Sleeps Work tomorrow, ...

hannahmc3 25.06.2006 · Read full review
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All because of you is about coping with death and other things that aren’t so rosy in life. At the end is who it is dedicated to and why. I hope that you read on in this poem and enjoy! Thank you for your time. I saw you lying there, Lying helpless in front of me, With tubes coming out of you, Coming out and going back in. You had always been there to hold my hand, Hold my hand when things got tough, But now you’re just going, Going somewhere ...
...You came home for father’s day, Father’s day was the last, The last day that I’ll ever see you again, The last day, please help me. We gave you chocolate, Chocolate and cards, You gave the chocolate to us, With a smile upon your face, And said I love you. So, we scooted off up to bed, Going to bed with smiles upon our faces, Because our dad loved us, And we thought he was getting better. If only I had said something more to you, To ...

angiebabyqueen 27.03.2005 · Read full review
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I've had pretty much no energy lately. I think it may be something to do with the fact that I have been carrying out my own version of Morgan Spurlock's "Supersize Me" called "Beef-and-Tomato-Pot-Noodle Me". I don't seem to have gained as much weight as that dude did, but I have noticed that I've been a bit more confused lately, and I don't think I can see the colour green as well as I used to. Anyway, I decided that I needed to motivate myself, ...
...more inspirational to me than the music off the Bodyform advert, so I went down to HMV all full of hope, but it turns out that that shit is Not Available in the Shops. By this point, I was pretty much ready to blow my brains out, but then I remembered this shit-hot poem that we did in English once that is by the guy who wrote the Jungle Book (before he got pissed off with writing and went to bake exceedingly good cakes instead). The poem, as you ...

robbo2000 04.04.2006 · Read full review
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This is possibly the best, certainly the most powerful poem I've ever written. I just want to point out though, that it is NOT BASED ON REAL LIFE! The inspiration came from a few very... interesting months working at a Mental Health Centre in North Birmingham. Actually the first couple of lines lodged themselves in my mind years ago, and I've tried writing stories / a novel / and other poems based around them, but keeping up that level of writing ...
...came together... *************************** Inside a Tormented Mind ------------------------------------- I awoke to the sound of a silent scream from a distant dream, Voices of the dead echoing through my head. What had I been, and what had I seen? What did I do, and who did I do it to? Feelings of guilt felt as if they were inbuilt, Like this invisible chain suffocating my brain. Why this madness? Why this pain? Why did I feel like I was going ...

CaptainDisaster 29.07.2005 · Read full review
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This is much belated, my mother died in May 2003.I have tried to put feelings into words, but can't convey all the thoughts and feelings, but need to try. Alone with my thoughts in the ebb-time of night I watch as the clock ticks your lifespan away Bathed in the lamplight, your face has a glow A false sense of health, my reality knows This is the fire that consumes. Hushed are the sounds of the home in the night Death stalks the corridors ...
...around us unwinds The bonds of our love starts to break. Who comforts who, do I do this for me? This vigil that I vowed to keep, Do I torture myself with the need to be here To be here at the end, is this selfish of me Do I remain here for my own sake? Your body has suffered all that it can, Left broken, speechless no dignity left. Why do you fight on, when so little is left Of the woman you once were, the person of spirit and life? Is ...

Elffriend 06.03.2004 (12.11.2004) · Read full review
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...'ve always loved writing simple poetry but the heartbreak I was feeling was released in several poems in the forthcoming weeks and this is one of them. I'm trying to cope with this grief right now I sometimes get things done but only deep inside of me do I know my heart is numb. It's a miracle it beats at all for half of it has flown and gone with you, the only man who's love I've ever known. But trying to bear with all this pain of you ...
...my tears I cannot hide. I crave your arms around me I miss the way we kissed and all the loving times we had are so very sorely missed. I didn't want to be left alone I wanted you by my side to help me carry on with life but you can't - because you died. So I look at your smiling photo up there upon the wall and my heart goes heavy with the pain as my silent tears still fall. I think back to when you were alive how you always made us ...

Sal4Mike 28.06.2006 · Read full review
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Hello All….Merry Christmas to all you great Ciaoers out there!!! I did what I said I was going to do, and my poem is finished, and I’m now wiping away the last of my tears that had accumulated earlier in the day. Hope you all enjoy reading it. For those of you who don’t know me, and want to get a full perspective on what drove me to write this poem, please read my “Bereavement” op, which I will post on my homepage so that it appears right after this ...
...Chris xxx <<<<< ONE MORE TIME DAD >>>>> Sixty-One years ago today, you were born I wasn’t alive then, though I was still part of you You had three brothers, but I had none And now I’m now lost without you Your life may have not been ideal Though you fell in love and got married You had two wonderful children I haven’t achieved those goals, on the contrary I wish I was as smart as you As you went to college and got a Masters I’m still ...

eve6kicksass 25.12.2003 · Read full review
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Please read this all the way through, it took me a long time to write it. I've only given 1 star out of 5 because it was written on such a sad subject. I only knew you for a short time, A year infact, but how it flew, You were my friend, More genuine and true than anyone I’ve known, You lit up a room, And made me smile, You never shed a tear, Or even told a lie, You always listened, Put yourself before others…… But what about you? Was ...
...ground? Was there ever anyone, Who made you feel so down? Was life so bad, That you had to end it all? You must have been in pain, I can see that now, Inside is where it hurts the most, But you put a mask on, And never revealed your sorrow. So it’s a shock for me, To hear you died, To take your own life, To leave the world, I don’t understand, I’m so confused, But all I know is….. I’ll never see you. I’ll never see your smiling ...

LR_17 04.12.2004 · Read full review
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Now while wondering to do my next serious review on, I decided that I ought to do a light hearted one first! However, please note, this is light hearted and if you start to tell me off for regional dialect, spelling or grammar, arl tek a strop! That's reet marra, yer now reading a review that A writ in Wukintun's finest voice. Divn't worry if ya can't git the jist of it, arl put a nice larl dictionary at arse end for yer t' 'ave a deek through! It ...
...mek sure ye can git through't fust paragraph… A started writing summet that'd mek Cumbria stand out, n mek it clear that A love me town. A hope you divn't mind mind but it turened inter a poem tae me Mam, apologising fur nut meken more e me life n nut garn tae uni like she wanted me ter. It's quite 'ard ter write in Cumbrian, teachers 'ave med me write proper fer so lang I git confused as tae what A's djoin. Remembering ter write proper is nearly ...

kamallan 08.11.2006 · Read full review
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This is my first poem, please be gentle lol: FATBOY I’ve tried all those diets Honest I have I had pills and done sit-ups Even puked in the lav People point and they laugh Even push me and prod “Look at the size of that ugly fat slob” My friends are the worst They fill me with shame They call me the Fatboy Never my name Its easy to judge To look on and laugh But try being the Fatboy Its no walk in the park So what ...
...being You are one too Yet tease and taunt me Like kids at the Zoo They wear designer labels I have one too My label is Fatboy Or Mr Fatboy to you. Its easy to judge To look on and laugh But try being the Fatboy Its no walk in the park When will it end Will I ever succeed My feelings are hurt Maybe its food that I need Its all looks so tasty As I eat I feel good But I can’t help but think I should stop eating, really I should ...

Matt.Blundell 20.07.2005 · Read full review
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This is a challenge set by Mark1961 This is my feeble attempt at a Haiku which was not easy and I wish I could have captured the freedom of spirit of an eastern poet. Haiku Five syllables first Seven syllables are next Five syllables last Spring Expectations rise Loosening winters grip Fresh hope of new life Wood anenomies White carpet joins the bluebells A haze in the wood Yellow daffodils Trumpets that herald spring-time waiting for ...
...smell of roses drifting Sea of waving grass Still water on the lake Fish rise, snatch the damsel fly Small ripple expands Visitors welcome Swallows across the Cornfield Flies to feed their young Autumn Russet hues delight The palette never clashes Nature the artist Leaves of gold and red Soon to die and fall to earth Sigh before winter Darkening red sky A sense of change coming soon Rose of summer dies Winter Cleansing cold to kill ...

silver40 07.11.2004 · Read full review
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I have written this for my brother Tony who died on the 6th August 2004 In a motor bike accident….It is my first attempt at poetry….so bear with me. Tony my darling bro, Oh how I miss you so. I would walk a thousand miles, Just to see one of your cheeky smiles. Left behind to be so sad, You were my brother with that I’m glad Left behind to cry my tears, You I will love for years & years. I know you have gone to a better place, But you have ...
...the good times we had, You were so naughty you were bad. Remember the time you were a punk, You thought you would look a hunk. Blue, yellow green n purple hair, You & your girlfriend were a scary pair. For they are the memories that keep you here, In my heart I will always hold them dear. You lived your life to the full, but you my bro I think your cool, Always playing around & playing the fool. But now you have gone to surf the sky, You ...

yamcam 30.08.2004 · Read full review
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