ever been afraid of being all alone I'm the dark
Have u ever been afraid of being all alone In the dark? What if since the time u where a kid when life took away ur light ,uve been trapped in an eternAL nite.well when I was alil boy my mom died and with her so did the joy .aNd even tho she's been
Good Bye Dear Friend
In memory of a very special woman: Donna W. Dear friend of 22 years. I found out tonight my dear friend had passed from an ongoing struggle with lung disease. The end came quickly and it's a reminder to us all to live well, laugh often and love without condition. Yesterday was the one year anniversary of the sister's passing. If there is someone you haven't forgiven in this life, do it. If someone seeks forgiveness from you, grant it. It's a win win situation. A moment of silence for all of us feeling the sting of loss right now. Blessings.
Desert Rose
Fallen but never forgotten
alan
my nephew passed away very young just a few words to remember alan. his favorite songs and just a bit of who he was
Redemption
Once in the grey yearning And awful lonliness Of widowhood I thought That if a woman climbed in my bedroom window I mignt pass out. Now I know That if one did I would. consy
Forget
Its good therapy to share with a group Im told...Cheers
Remember
Roses are red violence is blue, we are all single and theres nowt we can do. :)
once more....
for 20 innocent children from Sandy Hook Elementary, Connecticut and the adults who tried to protect them. may something good come from the flood of tears shed for you
"Damaged Mind...Broken Soul"
written last night with a profound sense of grief and sympathy for the families directly impacted by this incomprehensible act of violence (two additional verses not included here)
The Dash
August 19, 1933 - May 23, 2010 is what the tombstone read If I could talk to them today I wondered the words that would be said What a life, an adventure t
the 26 angels
We let down our guards, in these uncertain times. 20 little angels, gentle, meek & mild. full of such promise, and so full of life. a vision of innocense, taken & lost in our precious sight. 6 guardian angels, wings opened wide. shielding with lo
In Memory of Sandy Hook School
Shortly after I lost Momma I was online going through poetry pages and I came across this. The poem itself is amazing but it was the picture behind it. It could have been the farm I grew up on ... the lake, the little island everything was perfect. Shivers went up and down my spine and I knew Momma was still with me. I have kept a copy of this with me ever since and shared it with many who have have needed it.
there is no label just love for the children
there are not enough words to describe the pain, the anguish of loosing a child but when I found out that those children were the same age as my girl I fell. my heart goes out to the state to the families and to the angels.
The Old Man
Shortly after I first left home, (many, many moons ago lol), I was livig in Montreal in a little apartment, in an old house, on the 2nd floor, with the kitchen table set in bay windows overlooking a park. I spent a lot of time sitting at that table and this poem is a true story. It was almost 6 months later that I wrote it, and I actually had it published in one of the Eastern Townships Newspapers.
which path will i take
Into these poems I put my thoughts My feelings The why life has led me on Should I go this way or the other path way Which is best the left or the right path way My future I do not know what is instore only the future will no I know my pa
Paw Prints On My Heart
This was for Gino,a ferret, I first met at a ferret rescue event. He was a dark eyed white. He had been so badly treated by children ( flung around by the tail, etc) and I guess he finally bit so they cut his canine (eye) teeth off. OUCH! Poor little boy. He was totally deaf and blind in one eye. You would think he would hate people. But no, he was the sweetest, most loving little thing you ever saw. The last three years of his life he never saw a cage. He shared the cat's litter box, and sometimes bed lol. Gino used to get in my purse and go out with me, and oh he loved the grass. he would roll and roll. I just know that over the Rainbow Bridge somewhere Gino is playing in some big green field.
Eternity
written for a friend who was just told she has three months leftt to live
MISUNDERSTOOD
This poem is about,loss in my life.I wrote it when I was down and was looking at some poems on line.I'm the one that wrote this,and I don't think it is all that good.But it did come from the heart n how I felt then,and I still think back all the time.But this is how I am,I have alot in my head and maybe I think too much.But this is me and that's it.
Death.
Death
DEATH BEHOLD
Dedicated to Liz for her poem about Death got me inspired ...thanks
Birthday.
Rememberance
Death In New England
The school massacre in Newtown,Con.
Queen Victoria
(The 27 yr old teacher who hid her students and was killed anyway)
That they can’t hurt me no longer
I wrote this poem after I was sexually assaulted and beaten in the United States Army by three black men in the my unit.
Schizophrenia. ( Owed To Tom.)
A good friend's life. lost, to a world of Schizophrenia.
does anyone care
I wrote this a while ago when a friend killed himself the poem is saying tell people how good they are while they are alive don't wait till its too late
Ladies Of A King
Ladies of a king Graceland was your home How you must have cried When you knew he was gone Many still miss him And another hasn't come along The world never knew Such a singer of a song Ladies of a king In our hearts you also belong Lad
Him.
His gaze earnest. searching, His hands gently caressing mine, like morning dew upon the September grass.. He spoke to me in the quiet whisper of a sofly blowing steady breeze, As the sun came up, and brought to life lazy stretching b
Knight in the sky
Seth you'll always remain in my thoughts Tragically lost to depression/suicide
saying goodbye
I wrote this poem for my mother who passed away in 2008 she was sick for a while and that's how I felt when she passed it is on her mortuary card I'm proud of that.
the soul who suffers long
ive learned that the hardest times make for the sweetest lines
Everchanging...
Loss of a loved one..
Crabby Old Man
When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in North Platte, Nebraska; it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Later, when nurses were going through his meager possessions, they found this poem. When you meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within, think twice. (Author is deceased and unknown)
For Nancy
For my late wife Nancy who passed so untimely in May 2011. Etiam in Morte, superest Amor. Te amo Nancy...
from that moment
its about someone i lost a long time ago
Mamma said there would be days like this.
This poem is my heart felt grief after the loss of my dear mother who was my only family I miss her terribly and I'm sure I'll die of a broken heart.
"Kyle"
This is about my youngest brother, he took his own life. I wrote it because I was really sad that he felt he had to end his own life, and I missed him already it had been years since I saw him. Now this is the last memory that burns in my mind.
Rest in peace
In the memory of my late father..
The Voice
Dear Readers Thank you very much for sparing your valuable time to read this poem.. i will weigh your comments with great reverence.. Please give comments...
The Mirage
The Mirage On the hot sands of this life All around – in front and back – There is mirage, only mirage. A wayfarer that I, Thirsty and restless, Experience the hellish uneasiness Only for a drop of water. Near there is the vast sea
I Miss you...
You fell for her but, the feeling wasn't mutual, she never loved you She didn't even cry a tear heartless b*tch who took your life She's a heartless soul, and you had no self control I miss you you took a part of me away, when you chose to end
Lost Cowboy
Is for all the one's who have lost their one true Cowboy...