I started writing poems as Im not very good at keeping a daily diary. I find it easier to put my thoughts and feelings into poetry. Each poem covers either a single instance or a topic that has got to come out of my head as its been worrying me. The process is one of two, either, the poem flows straight out of my head onto paper, or the poem creates itself in my mind over several hours or days,... more »
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David Cadywold Poems
Have you ever been kissed? No, really truly kissed? That your tummy flutters, And your knees go weak.
My friends are great They mean the world to me If Im happy or sad, they listen you see But when Im all alone and I start to cry
I have feelings in my head and heart They contradict each other pull me further apart Trying to work out what they mean They wont stop conniving they wont convene
Is It Love?
Its a feeling I have inside I can't escape it, I cannot hide it skips a beat, and flutters a while Whenever I think of you, I have a smile.
The one I split up with Is not the one I met Not the one I fell in love with Or got inside my head
Im knackered, Im knackered Im just not tired Im sleepy, Im sleepy I just cant sleep
Scream and Shout
What is it with me Insides tangled up like the roots of a tree Torn and twisted, stubborn, sad Out of my mind and going mad
Flow With Life
The things I used to love to do Dont seem to interest me no more I must be a changing, wow suprise Its only taken me 41 years to realise
Ive lost what it takes to be really me Ive lost what it takes to live happily Ive lost what it takes to really see How the future will be for me
Im Not Very Nice
I just realised Im not very nice I have black thoughts, can be as cold as ice I sit in town, and drink coffee I mentally criticise everyone I see
Wall Of Stone
You have to break down that wall of stone That you built so high and made you all alone I will help you if let let me try But you gotta start somewhere, and so do I
We are cuddle, cuddle, cuddle, cuddle, cuddling We are cuddle, cuddle, cuddle, cuddle, cuddling Thats what we do when were in bed We cuddle, cuddle, cuddle, cuddle, cuddle...
40 Years Old
40 years old But still 15 at heart Not living my life Or so it seems.
Sitting here, writing thoughts Not knowing what to say. Everytime I think Ive got it It turns and runs away
Comments about David Cadywold
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
Have you ever been kissed?
No, really truly kissed?
That your tummy flutters,
And your knees go weak.
Have you ever been loved,
Feel like your going to burst,
Craddled in someones arms
While you've fallen asleep.
Have you ever been touched,
So you know your the one,
The most important person
In that persons world.
The universe revolves around you both
Not just around him
You do things together
You share everything.
If hes happy, you are as well,
If your happy, he should be too.
Share the times, both good and ...