
Gert Strydom, 6 november 2015
While everything is turning brown outside
and this winter is getting its grip
you are still
the most beautiful flower in my garden,
and your fragrance stays in my thoughts with me,
while I hear your voice
by playing your songs over and over again
and I wish that I could steal you,
could transplant to be here with me.
Satish Verma, 6 november 2015
At cultural opening of thin
layers of faith & consciousness,
a new breed of angels was
romping on our souls.
I suffered again for tiny spaces
between the thoughts.
Death cannot be intrusive.
It waits at the door of light.
The show will start when truth dies.
I go again for the reality of anticlimax,
the anxiety of endless flights into fantasies,
the hallucinations of falling trees.
Give me some space to pedal
the silken smoke of dark truths.
There was fire in my heart
and eternal burning
of a lake. I cared for tears,
the eerie memories.
The age-old pain of seeking
the liberation from twisted symbols,
simple measures of
finding a passage to unknown.
Joe Breunig, 5 november 2015
Can you look within your heart and see
the principles of The Word in operation?
Are you still joyful with your decision,
to accept Him and His gift of Salvation?
Do you share your Faith with others,
in the form of stories and testimonies?
Do you anticipate your arrival in Heaven
with God, as the master of ceremonies?
Is your trust in Christ secure, whereby
Faith in your soul, has been instilled?
Can you look within your heart and know
that His promises… will be fulfilled?
Author notes
Inspired by:
Josh 23:14
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2015, All rights reserved.
Gert Strydom, 5 november 2015
It’s as if my whole life is breaking in pieces
and all around me I see some of the pieces lying
without the opportunity to do anything about it
as if the new government of the country
and destiny together
does tear my career apart
and from one contract to the next
I do jump
like pieces of a puzzle that are getting less
and when there are no more pieces
I am alone and extradited
as if nothing more
can fit into
my puzzle.
Gert Strydom, 4 november 2015
My small Jack Russell dog sniffs around
on the ground
to find something nice to eat
or some other kind of meat
and a paper blows in the wind
but it does not bother her at all
where she is standing over something small
Dean, 4 november 2015
I Felt The Magic In The Air As I Woke
To See The Cold Whether...
The Magic Is So Pure
When Your Voice Call Out My Name
And It's As Strong And Gently
As A Sound Of Nightingale In The Passage Of My Hear...
One Minute, My Heart Stopped
And Then It Works Like A Cuckoo Clock...
Cutie!!! I Know That's A Magic True Love
I'll Always Have You In My Heart
Cuz That's The Perfect Place For You
Dean, 4 november 2015
Just Like The Mamba Snake
Your Love Strike Me At Firdt Sight...
Just On Your First Shot
Your Cupid Arrow Pierce My Heart...
Now Am Drowning In That Lake Full Of Your Tears
Struggling To Beat The Waves
My Skills In Swimming Wont Vouch For Me
My voice Is Lost And Gone
Buried deep in the Tomb of Love
And The Poison Make Me Fonder...
So I'm Speechless
For This Is Love At First Sight...
Love You From My Heart..
Dean, 4 november 2015
Dear Love,
I Received The Arrow Of Love Sent To Me Last Nite
It Pierced My Chest
And I Fell In To The Ocean Of Love
And My Body Went Cold
So Cold
And I Shivered Like A Kid On A Cold Night...
Now I'm Sinking Beneath The Waves
Struggling To Stay Afloat
To Rise Above The Current
But Words Failed Me
My Voice Is Interred
Buried Deep In The Grave Of Your Heart... I'm So Helpless
But All I Can Do Is To Let You Know
About The great Impact Of The Arrow Of Love You Sent To Me
So Am Bleeding In Love With You... YOU'RE MY ONE & ALL.
I Love You!
Dean, 4 november 2015
I'm Dying In Your Silence
My Heart Cracks Cuz You're Not Responding
I'm Like A Lonely Snake
Crawling On A Mountain Without Been notice... My Eyes Turns Red
As They Can't See Your Exudes Face
Cold Permeate All Over My Body
And Yet Am Drenched In My Own Sweat I Shiver Like Sick
Hot like a Chimney
But Still
I'm loving your Silence...
Dean, 4 november 2015
EveryDay Conversation Over The Phone
But You Denied Me Of Hearing You Say 'I LOVE YOU TOO'
Everyday Chat Online
But You Never Send Me The 3Magic Words 'I LOVE YOU'
Everyday With New Promises To Me
But I Always Be The One To Remind You OF It...
Still You Never Fulfill It...
We Both Booked An Appointment
But You Turned Out Disappointing Me
All These Is Going On In Between Us
Yet Your Image Is Engrave In My Heart
And Our Last Conversation Still Linger In My Thought
For your Voice Makes Me Smile
So I Ask Myself
Is This Love From Me To you?
Or Is This Love From You To Me?
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