oh to act just half my age,
I'd be an actor upon your stage,
get to know,and turn the page,
but now I'm just a lonely sage,
I search for love,my heart I wage,
throwing off my forgotten rage,
my lonely soul escape this cage,
this lonely soul,upon your stage...

Kiss me now and turn my page,
missing now just from my stage,
one true love,and passions rage,
I search for love,my heart I wage,
I search for true,and Honored Age,
not from hate or wars we stage,
help me cope my forgotten rage,
help me hope,and turn our page......Lonely Soul

Another Chapter in the book
I can't wait to see the last
page,,, It will be Incredible!!
Awesome!!! Michael

Thanx LaMom...
I think my poem count is around 135 now...lol...

not including tags...

Dammit cuz, you act like you've wrote poems before!!
Really nice work dude.

yup...

I've written a feeeeew!...lol...

thanx Cuz...

Yah mahn!
Anytime!

my last page will be th longest yet,
it will talk of our last sunset,
the final work from this old sage,
my loving words on this old page,
all I need to win this lonely bet,
a love to hold as we watch our sun set...M.

through the ages we turn our pages,
longing for love upon empty stages,
longing for love throughout the ages,
loving embrace to turn our pages,
looking for One,us lonely Sages,
a loving kiss,
feel her bliss,
throughout the ages...

forever known as Lonely Soul,
forever on my lonely goal,
given her kiss,given her bliss,
within this Miss,her tenderness,
her loving stares will turn my page,
within her cares upon my stage,
tender kiss and passions rage,
loving bliss upon passions stage,
a passionate kiss,will turn my page,
her tenderness will be my heart's wage,
my lonelyness in my empty cage,
how I wish to turn the page,
from this lonelyness of my forgotten rage...

Lonely Soul

through this time of forgotten rhyme,
so lonely from pasts forgotten time,
given my all,once before in the past,
once happily married,but it didn't last,
we had a beautiful child,the die was cast,
I gave her my all,but she grew up fast,
off to school and th Golden Rule,
home work's wrath,this new math,
even with my tool,her dad was th fool,
but she did grow up to find her own,
she did grow and make herself a home,
but then she left her daddy alone,
so now I sit,looking past my life,
promises made,I must find a wife,
oh how I've tried,but only found strife,
longing for true love,for my empty life,
so now I write another forgotten page,
within my sight,my forgotten rage,
only time will tell,of how I fell,
and I dream of angel's sweetest bell,
only time will find for my lonely soul,
a lonely girl to share our common goal,
a loving heart to read my rhyme,
a loving girl for my end of time...

Lonely Soul

The Days go by and years roll on,
I sit and wonder are good years gone,
I sit and ponder thinking alone,
and look around this big empty home,
memories of friends,parties we had,
pictures of kids,Mom and my Dad,
my sterio T.V. and CD's from yuppies,
and the side of a chair,chewed from puppies,
I think I'm alone,but it's not so,
there's a presence here I really know,
some how I just don't want her to go,
she floats like a cloud her spirit I see,
drifting around,quietly looking at me,
whispering sounds like tiny bells song,
whispering of sunsets as she drifts along,
telling of love on a passionate night,
spelling her love in her dreamy flight,
yelling her passion to this dreaming Knight,
whispering sounds was all I could hear,
whispering sounds as she shed her tear,
she faded away before my soft touch,
how I longed to feel it so much,
I saw her once more,hand to her lips,
she blew me a kiss from her finger tips,
then she vanished into the night,
I knew then,she had kissed me alright,
soft as a butterfly,
as it's fluttering by,
her soft kiss,was a kiss goodbye,

im in awe of u i can not write now that ive read urs mine stinks

just let your mind flow thru your imagination...
let your spirit run free...

poetry is in all of us,it's up to you to let it flow,
or keep it bottled up...

please let the butterflies free,
write sweet poems for us to see,
release past pain and energy,
write it out and let it be,
memories of life and history,
words on a page,forgotten memory,
written down to be set free...
Lonely Soul