do u like poems

I adore poems, I have varios book on

not every

i love poems i like to write also how did u find this one I am a dream... Neither what i pretend nor what i seem, i am a mere dream.. With layers to be scratched, cryptic meanings;all painted in a blurred vision... Loved or loathed, a feeling of nostalgia often forgotten, i cant be held i am a mere dream... A drop of tear, an unfulfilled wish, a tale of unrequitted love, a wild fantasy, a hope to cing... with stars i will perish in dark, dawn will never come;i have got a short life, i will have to die, even before i come alive.. i am a mere dream.

yes I do like poems. But i never tried to creat any poem.

yes I do like poems. But i never tried to creat any poem.

Yes, I used to read many poems when I had more time, now I read sometimes at night, but not every day

Yes I like reading and writing poetry.

I like poems too.specially romantic poems

yes i do like...here is one This poem is dedicated to my LOVE I live through my dark existence only to bask in your beauty your eyes that shine like sapphires your smile that brightens even my sad existence I envy the wind that runs through your hair that touches your lips I long to touch you to hold you in my arms but I cannot for your heart belongs to another so, I can only love you from afar your friendship means more to me than anything this world provides but like an angel you touched my heart in a way that I've never felt before cause I've never known what love is until this day I know that we are only friends but my heart wishes it to be more so I will still hope and dream that one day I can feel your lips pressed to mine to hold you in my arms and say, "I love you"

Yes. Poetry (from the Greek p???s??, poiesis, "making" or "creating") is a form of art in which language is used for its aesthetic qualities in addition to, or in lieu of, its of resonance may exist, between individual verses, in their patterns of rhyme or rhythm.

yes I like a good poem

Believing in yourself you'll have know doubt believing in love is your biggest fear. not having faith is your biggest mistake Not having trust, your just wasting blood. Very true but your not believing or have 100% in yourself Let the people make their mistake worry about yours. If you do have a true friend why would you worry if anyone would care. When a true friend will always be there. For better for the worse,For good and the bads Just think positive and know someone will always have your back.

very much i liked

Yeah i Like Poems

- Let the angels for you pray - Scattered glass thru my existence Stepping right in front of me, Guidance to my life ambitions When there was no one to see; You gave life from your own beeing, And you walked along the way; Mother, sister, child... oh, woman, Let the angels for you pray! I wrote this poem some time ago, let me know what you think of it.

i love poems

yes I like poems Believing in yourself you'll have know doubt believing in love is your biggest fear. not having faith is your biggest mistake Not having trust, your just wasting blood. Very true but your not believing or have 100% in yourself Let the people make their mistake worry about yours. If you do have a true friend why would you worry if anyone would care. When a true friend will always be there. For better for the worse,For good and the bads Just think positive and know someone will always have your back.

i like poems Believing in yourself you'll have know doubt believing in love is your biggest fear. not having faith is your biggest mistake Not having trust, your just wasting blood. Very true but your not believing or have 100% in yourself Let the people make their mistake worry about yours. If you do have a true friend why would you worry if anyone would care. When a true friend will always be there. For better for the worse,For good and the bads Just think positive and know someone will always have your back.

Breathing From that very first breath in the middle of May I've been searching for something, but I get in my way. From grade school to college, sports, hobbies and work, friendships and lovers, yet always a jerk. False expectations and a mind gone amuck, heart beating wildly yet so often stuck. "Take a deep breath" my dad always said, "This too shall pass, Son" yet still in my head... Was a feeling that someone something, somehow, was what I was needing, but I know better now. For what I've been searching while creating such hell is right here inside me I just couldn't tell Accepting my own self through looking within provides such serenity I don't care if I win.

Breathing From that very first breath in the middle of May I've been searching for something, but I get in my way. From grade school to college, sports, hobbies and work, friendships and lovers, yet always a jerk. False expectations and a mind gone amuck, heart beating wildly yet so often stuck. "Take a deep breath" my dad always said, "This too shall pass, Son" yet still in my head... Was a feeling that someone something, somehow, was what I was needing, but I know better now. For what I've been searching while creating such hell is right here inside me I just couldn't tell Accepting my own self through looking within provides such serenity I don't care if I win.