Hey, john boy thanks for not divulging my secret. :D:D Hehehe! This poem is just from my imagination and it never happened to me. Can you imagine without a partner in a ballroom, with people looking at you? I put a bit of humor in this poem. Hope you enjoy it. Masquerade Ball Alone in the corner of the ballroom With people in different costumes Waltzing along with their partners holding their tails And smiles were in style. It was one lovely evening to remember Though I'm still missing a partner I figure out, I may have cinderella syndrome Here by myself, in cat costume. Wearing white fake mink Sporting fluffy tail and fluffy ears I was holding a black velvet purse Decorated with black sequins. Still waiting for my prince I wonder what he's up to? Will he ever show up? Soon it will be twelve o'clock. M.P.L. (2006) aka swany
Poem for the Rose In this path there might be No time to pick the rose That once was seen in haste While passing without rest. You thought that deed could wait So you fixed a backward look In a tranquil mood of resolute Before the season's wilting bait I shall come to pick you and rest. I shall sit then to look, Touch, feel your thorns, Maybe enjoy your gentler stings Maybe afford back a dream. [c2006]
Hi Swany and Mam A Keep the poetry coming As for me can't find my little green book of self poems Got 2/3 half written but you need to feel inspired ,then it comes together. Well done to both of you ,let's hope a few more people will share as well. regards john
My Filipina So many years I was alone Until I met someone to call my own She was indeed an answer to prayer With beauty far beyond compare My Pineapple Princess/Miss Del Monte all wrapped in one Now the emptiness has gone The unmeasurable joy she brings into my life I'm so pleased that she is now my wife With no regrets, I thank God above For helping me find.....true love.
Those Tears On My Pillow by:pretty_edem Pretending that I feel fine A smile covers despair Sadness is easily hidden No one would be aware I go off into a quiet place When I am feeling low There I shall cry for hours No one would ever know Its easy masking sorrow If I keep it out of sight Weeping tears in silence As I hug my pillow tight Only my pillow will know Tears I cried over you Heartache is never heard When hidden from view Those tears on my pillow Shall be shed silently Yearning goes unnoticed Its hurt you cannot see.