poetry ive wrote

[danleeh1984]

Hi I just want to share with you a couple of poems I've wrote in the past as its my hobby, I've wanted to share for a while but I've been nervous but I feel that it might let people get a sense of the true me. I'll only post 2 o have wrote a few but I don't want to bore you. The first one I'm posting I wrote about my uncle as I was born 7 April and he died on the 23 august so that's what the poems about. The second one is called the distant star, I wrote that quite a while ago and I think the poem speaks for itself. Thanks. Dan x

 

[danleeh1984]

I did not really know you
as you died when I was young
but please do not worry as
your praises are highly sung

you come to me in my dreams some nights
when I feel sad and afraid
but happiness does come to me
when I take the path you have laid

I sometimes wonder in my heart
what you would be like today
but then I get so very sad
and end up in dismay

but I know your there watching over me
when times are really bad
and I know you will look after
me when times are very hard.

The time has now come to say
goodbye and I’ll see you very
soon, whether it be in my
dreams or sat by me in my room.

 

[danleeh1984]

Why am I so lonely and
have no friends of my own,
as I try and take the
path as others have shown.

I feel like a distant star
up in the dark night sky,
drifting in the darkness
asking myself why.

I look into the mirror
to see what others see,
and wonder to myself,
what is truly wrong with me?

I feel as others feel
and bleed when I am cut,
so why when others
look at me do I see pity
right down in there gut.

Is this jealousy or is it
pity I guess I’ll never know,
what the others really think
when true emotions they don't show.

So ill set myself back
in the shadows and try
to blend in the crowd,
but I know it is I that
truly should feel proud.

 

[betudidntknow]

Why am I so lonely and
have no friends of my own,
as I try and take the
path as others have shown.

I feel like a distant star
up in the dark night sky,
drifting in the darkness
asking myself why.

I look into the mirror
to see what others see,
and wonder to myself,
what is truly wrong with me?

I feel as others feel
and bleed when I am cut,
so why when others
look at me do I see pity
right down in there gut.

Is this jealousy or is it
pity I guess I’ll never know,
what the others really think
when true emotions they don't show.

So ill set myself back
in the shadows and try
to blend in the crowd,
but I know it is I that
truly should feel proud.

Very nice Dan! Poetry and Music are such wonderful ways for people to express their feelings! I wish I had that gift myself! Thank you for sharing them.

 

[mikeyank]

I thank you too Dan for sharing with your "family" here.

 

[danleeh1984]

I thank you too Dan for sharing with your "family" here.

thank you, I was very nervous posting my poems as all of them I write from the heart especially the one that I wrote about my uncle that was the most emotional poem I've ever wrote as it's so personal. Dan x

 

[Beth]

Why am I so lonely and
have no friends of my own,
as I try and take the
path as others have shown.

I feel like a distant star
up in the dark night sky,
drifting in the darkness
asking myself why.

I look into the mirror
to see what others see,
and wonder to myself,
what is truly wrong with me?

I feel as others feel
and bleed when I am cut,
so why when others
look at me do I see pity
right down in there gut.

Is this jealousy or is it
pity I guess I’ll never know,
what the others really think
when true emotions they don't show.

So ill set myself back
in the shadows and try
to blend in the crowd,
but I know it is I that
truly should feel proud.

As I can see, you are clearly better than me.
Thank you for sharing your words and ideas.

 

[danleeh1984]

As I can see, you are clearly better than me.
Thank you for sharing your words and ideas.

thank you for taking the time to read the poems I've wrote as it means a lot to me that people are reading what I enjoy doing. Dan x

 

[Ambivalent]

Hey, Dan -

I really appreciate your sharing your poetry, here. It really matters, and is really the truest window on one's feelings. I really like your imagery and metrics, Dan! (In fact, we like a lot of the same images - I guess they are universal!) In return, here is a poem I wrote for Mr. K.K., a couple of winters, ago, on a super-cold Valentine's Day. Hopefully others will post their poems, too

"A MIDNIGHT VALENTINE"

Here it is, it's 4:00 a.m.,
I'm tired, and I suppose
Tomorrow won't be perfect -
Is it, ever?

Now it's quiet,
Up and down the crescent.
Everyone has gone to bed.
Everyone, but me.

My halls are narrow.
Makes the midnight pacing easier,
Somehow: I can't sleep,
Despite the bitter cold, outside.

I wonder, really wonder,
What tomorrow brings,
I want to know, but cannot tell,
Despite the crooked paths,
The crazy little trails that deer have left outside my door.

The snow, the snow, is everywhere,
Out there. Everything is hushed.
There are no people, anywhere.
It's just a little lonely, now.

I just put down a book I tried to read, tonight.
I must turn off the bathroom light.
Just because it's brilliant, on the tiles.
Too brilliant ~ and my eyes are tired.

And I don't want to look, into that mirror.
I don't want to see, the way
My flesh decays:
So purple, varicose, and decadent.

This is not the way
It ought to be, because
My mind and heart are new as March:
And just as green, in memory.

So let me, someone let me,
In this darkest winter moment,
Crawl beneath a coverlet, and dream
Of love that hasn't happened, yet.

And in this arctic darkness,
I shall dream of just one man:
Whose eyes are soft, and deep, and dark,
But give me light.

~ For, K.K.

 

[danleeh1984]

Hey, Dan -

I really appreciate your sharing your poetry, here. It really matters, and is really the truest window on one's feelings. I really like your imagery and metrics, Dan! (In fact, we like a lot of the same images - I guess they are universal!) In return, here is a poem I wrote for Mr. K.K., a couple of winters, ago, on a super-cold Valentine's Day. Hopefully others will post their poems, too

"A MIDNIGHT VALENTINE"

Here it is, it's 4:00 a.m.,
I'm tired, and I suppose
Tomorrow won't be perfect -
Is it, ever?

Now it's quiet,
Up and down the crescent.
Everyone has gone to bed.
Everyone, but me.

My halls are narrow.
Makes the midnight pacing easier,
Somehow: I can't sleep,
Despite the bitter cold, outside.

I wonder, really wonder,
What tomorrow brings,
I want to know, but cannot tell,
Despite the crooked paths,
The crazy little trails that deer have left outside my door.

The snow, the snow, is everywhere,
Out there. Everything is hushed.
There are no people, anywhere.
It's just a little lonely, now.

I just put down a book I tried to read, tonight.
I must turn off the bathroom light.
Just because it's brilliant, on the tiles.
Too brilliant ~ and my eyes are tired.

And I don't want to look, into that mirror.
I don't want to see, the way
My flesh decays:
So purple, varicose, and decadent.

This is not the way
It ought to be, because
My mind and heart are new as March:
And just as green, in memory.

So let me, someone let me,
In this darkest winter moment,
Crawl beneath a coverlet, and dream
Of love that hasn't happened, yet.

And in this arctic darkness,
I shall dream of just one man:
Whose eyes are soft, and deep, and dark,
But give me light.

~ For, K.K.

beautiful and very well written thank you for sharing you work and thoghts with me. Dan x

 

[joninliverton]

In return, here is a poem I wrote for Mr. K.K., a couple of winters, ago, on a super-cold Valentine's Day. Hopefully others will post their poems, too

"A MIDNIGHT VALENTINE"

Here it is, it's 4:00 a.m.,
I'm tired, and I suppose
Tomorrow won't be perfect -
Is it, ever?

Now it's quiet,
Up and down the crescent.
Everyone has gone to bed.
Everyone, but me.

My halls are narrow.
Makes the midnight pacing easier,
Somehow: I can't sleep,
Despite the bitter cold, outside.

I wonder, really wonder,
What tomorrow brings,
I want to know, but cannot tell,
Despite the crooked paths,
The crazy little trails that deer have left outside my door.

The snow, the snow, is everywhere,
Out there. Everything is hushed.
There are no people, anywhere.
It's just a little lonely, now.

I just put down a book I tried to read, tonight.
I must turn off the bathroom light.
Just because it's brilliant, on the tiles.
Too brilliant ~ and my eyes are tired.

And I don't want to look, into that mirror.
I don't want to see, the way
My flesh decays:
So purple, varicose, and decadent.

This is not the way
It ought to be, because
My mind and heart are new as March:
And just as green, in memory.

So let me, someone let me,
In this darkest winter moment,
Crawl beneath a coverlet, and dream
Of love that hasn't happened, yet.

And in this arctic darkness,
I shall dream of just one man:
Whose eyes are soft, and deep, and dark,
But give me light.

~ For, K.K.

Great poem Ambi x

 

[Ambivalent]

Great poem Ambi x

**********************

Thank you, Jon!

"A" XOXOXOXOXO

 

[Beth]

Hey, Dan -

I really appreciate your sharing your poetry, here. It really matters, and is really the truest window on one's feelings. I really like your imagery and metrics, Dan! (In fact, we like a lot of the same images - I guess they are universal!) In return, here is a poem I wrote for Mr. K.K., a couple of winters, ago, on a super-cold Valentine's Day. Hopefully others will post their poems, too

"A MIDNIGHT VALENTINE"

Here it is, it's 4:00 a.m.,
I'm tired, and I suppose
Tomorrow won't be perfect -
Is it, ever?

Now it's quiet,
Up and down the crescent.
Everyone has gone to bed.
Everyone, but me.

My halls are narrow.
Makes the midnight pacing easier,
Somehow: I can't sleep,
Despite the bitter cold, outside.

I wonder, really wonder,
What tomorrow brings,
I want to know, but cannot tell,
Despite the crooked paths,
The crazy little trails that deer have left outside my door.

The snow, the snow, is everywhere,
Out there. Everything is hushed.
There are no people, anywhere.
It's just a little lonely, now.

I just put down a book I tried to read, tonight.
I must turn off the bathroom light.
Just because it's brilliant, on the tiles.
Too brilliant ~ and my eyes are tired.

And I don't want to look, into that mirror.
I don't want to see, the way
My flesh decays:
So purple, varicose, and decadent.

This is not the way
It ought to be, because
My mind and heart are new as March:
And just as green, in memory.

So let me, someone let me,
In this darkest winter moment,
Crawl beneath a coverlet, and dream
Of love that hasn't happened, yet.

And in this arctic darkness,
I shall dream of just one man:
Whose eyes are soft, and deep, and dark,
But give me light.

~ For, K.K.

Thank you; that was beautiful! May we all love as deeply as you.

 

[Ambivalent]

Thank you; that was beautiful! May we all love as deeply as you.

***************************

Thank you, Beth ~ that's so sweet of you!!! I don't know if I have ever told this, before, here - - - but a few months after Mr. K. and I really began caring about one another, there was one special day when we sent each other the same song in the mail at exactly the same time - and it crossed in the mail. (Believe it or not, it's true.) The music is old and superlatively cheesy, but the feelings are real.

"A" XOXOXOXOXOXO

P.S. Sorry for the digression, but it's true. And I couldn't resist sharing it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnk8SKD9zcA

 

[Beth]

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Thank you, Beth ~ that's so sweet of you!!! I don't know if I have ever told this, before, here - - - but a few months after Mr. K. and I really began caring about one another, there was one special day when we sent each other the same song in the mail at exactly the same time - and it crossed in the mail. (Believe it or not, it's true.) The music is old and superlatively cheesy, but the feelings are real.

"A" XOXOXOXOXOXO

P.S. Sorry for the digression, but it's true. And I couldn't resist sharing it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnk8SKD9zcA

I digress even further.
One night a bunch of us went to a comedy club and I was hypnotized; the guy says, after talking to me a few minutes, "you are going to be fun." I swear I do not remember what happened after that, but Steve told me that I did all kinds of funny shit and then when the guy asked me to sing a song I didn't know, I say "You Light Up My Life!" Shit you not! If you asked me today, I do not know the lyrics, but Steve said everyone was so impressed with the way I sang every word, they were clapping for a while. Weird, hu.
BTW, "our song," is "Sea of Love" by the Honeydrippers.

 

[Ambivalent]

Beth,

That's splendid, and SWEET!!!

"A" )))

 

[Kylebrand]

Thank-you for your beautiful poem, "A". You came along at just the right time. You're a true gem.

 

[Ambivalent]

Thank-you for your beautiful poem, "A". You came along at just the right time. You're a true gem.

****************************

Thank you, Kyle - that's really sweet of you!

"A" XOXOXOXOXO

 

[tampa24]

That is a really beautiful poem Ambi. Poignant, bittersweet and still hopeful for the future.

 

[Ambivalent]

That is a really beautiful poem Ambi. Poignant, bittersweet and still hopeful for the future.

**********************

Thank you, Tampa XOXOXOXOXO

"A" *HUGS*