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A Poet’s Canvas

Why do sadness fill a poet’s canvas?

There are words of love

Of hope

Of giving

Of joy

.

But most of the walls are filled with tears of hurt

Of betrayal

Of scars from fighting fears

Of darkness

.

And the canvas is blank once more

What will it be filled this time?

His Story

He wrote his story in black and white

Told everyone of lies

Because he was afraid they’d know the truth

Convinced himself to walk away

Because he was afraid of my love.

And that’s how his story relates to mine

Story

The story was told and so it ended

I reread it a thousand times,

Or maybe more.

So the pages again I turned

Carefully my mind took it all

As my imagination flew

Plot

What is the story all about?

How do you write it?

Where to begin and where to end?

Armed with a pen and a mind full of imagination

Your power is limitless

Listener

I am the listener

The one who understands

I am the one they run to

But no one holds my hands

When it’s my time to share my story

Who will be there to listen?

Your Story

I sometimes sit and just wonder

What became of us

We might not have found each other

Or we may have but made too little fuss.
I wonder if you wonder if I exist, if there is really a “destiny”

And if you do what could have been, had I chosen you

I wonder what you’d share to me

I wonder about your story

I wonder if your wondering why we haven’t or never met

Not Mine

He told me a story 

One about love and humor

He smiled in a way I’ve never seen before

His eyes wide and excited

A thrill in his voice
He talked about love

But it was one not to be mine

Touch

I used to write about poetry

About love, why I’m happy

Now, it seems I’m always in agony

Sharing about misery 
Maybe I lost my touch

As I drifted away and such

Maybe I never really had much

Where’s Mr. Darcy

He’s in books

On pages and my thoughts

He’s smart and annoying 

Arrogant yet humble

Human enough and yet, still a dream

Where for art thou?

Cliche 

I guess I watch too many chick flicks

That I have no idea how to get real kicks 

Out of life, out of love

But what do I have?

Cliched words if ever there is such a word

Waiting for my prince in shining armor and with his sword

I get tired of being too romantic but then crave for it

Deep inside I do know

All I want is to be cliche in romance

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