There comes a Time. ( A Re-post)
I was so depressed today,thinking of my daughter,I went back to this poem I had posted in 2014.I wanted to relive my feelings through this poem to make me feel that my love & yearning for her has not died.I know some poets on here will think me crazy,( Do not read if you think me so,nor comment)but this a site where people are free to pour out their feelings.
Crying
Hush little baby don't you cry.....my mom used to sing and I always wondered why shouldn't I cry when I feel I need to? Kids cry when they fall and need mommy to kiss it better....youngsters cry over heartaches or losing a dear friend....Grown-ups cr
Abby Abby
Emotionally drained
Numb
Numb, that’s how I feel Some say what’s the big deal I can’t feel I can’t smile I can’t laugh Numb thats how I feel Pleasure no longer loving feelings lost It hurts to talk It hurts to walk Numb thats how I feel My eyes a
Pain
Life here on planet Earth.
God left us
just very disappointed in people and our reality
911 - 22 Years Later
Twenty two years ago on September 11th 3,000 shining new stars dotted the Heavens Did these 3,000 souls die in vain Did their families hopelessly suffer the pain To see our Nation now so divided Why couldn’t we have stayed solidly United We s
Dreaming in Silence
I had a dream, a beautiful melody But now it's gone, just a distant memory It filled my soul, gave me wings to fly But now the silence, just echoes in my mind The music's gone, lost without a sound The rhythm's stopped, it's buried underground
DON'T GIVE WAY
Something I can relate to Tweaked 2/16/23 added 2 lines 9/17/17
Sir ...
It is personal and actual.
That Day ...
Once upon a time ... You were living life just fine. But, the sky, that day Was a dark, dreary gray. Then, in the blink of an eye ... You became a very different guy. No fault of your own You were simply headed home. A victim
Pain
I’m so tired
Times aren’t so good
I have great admiration for you. I believe with strength and prayer we’re gonna get through this together. I love you so much my big brother him .
Emptiness
Can one feel emptiness within? No emotions or thoughts just nothing! This is my life story, I have been so lonely. You touch where it hurt the most, Loneliness is my lover's lust, A burden in my heart I carry, You said it's only temporary.
Departure
Anger darken one`s heart, Ego gives you false pride, Different clouds, Seen from the ground. Do roses bloom at night? Mine did at midnight, Women are like pineapple tarts, Men are like lollipops. Why do you lie? I can see it in your eyes
Words Hurt
Better to be slapped with dirt Memory stained heart broken piece of soul taken away want to forgive To much pain Beat me down spit in my face Verbally abuse Up for the game For the love of my beautiful blessing
Why?
Differing opinions, I'm right, you are wrong, same old story, same old song, You WHERE here, now you are gone, that didn't take too long, You started the conflict, you started the fight, hope you have seen the LIGHT, And on it goes, day afte
In Prospect of Venus
musing on the solitary man
Took a peek
Could happen to you too
A part of me
My inner child
The asent of man. A riddle What points in history am I refering to. overall also
This is a riddle can you tell me the events is history and the over all theme that I refer to in this riddle?
The wish
The feeling Familiar Our life Part of us This can’t be Break free A man I am, inner me Ultimately foresee In him I seek closure from tyranny Louder than before Standing tall no more Words fall Hear whisper call
Hurled Words
Your words like stormy pebbles hurled at me cross my other cheek pierce my side ‘til no longer a doubting Thomas am I. Darts fly. Bleeding from the wounds inflicted by nails driven into flesh, hands stuck in odd repose ask, [i
Break-up
Wintery weather occasionally stirs up sadness
Hearts Throb
Suffering of someone.
Non-Stop Raindrops
Seasons of anguish in rhythmic rotation... Meticulously taking their time... Summers of sadness... Winters of madness... Thoroughly mine... Like the inner-workings of a complex clock... Gears of misery, memory blocked... Autumn emotions...
Miss I'm Impossible
Just thought fluttering around in my head.
The Taxi Driver
The lady is very lonely Doesn't she feel the tears on her cheek Too bad he left her somewhere on this lonely street One of her high heels has broken so she walks on her bare feet The rain has started falling and soon blue memories will be calli
The Good Front
He's been sailing on a ship called the good front For so long he's lost track of time No one else on board all alone is he with no destination in mind He kept a log of all his heartaches Tis a secret of a girl he once knew But on the good fro
The Town Of All Alone
This part of Kentucky is dying Most of the people who were here are dead and gone In this part of Kentucky no one is crying There's no one left to cry in the town of all alone And memories have become vague shadows The view from the front and
Silence
Why I can not tell you how I feel why stand in front of you I lack my words maybe I'm scared that you won't understand me and your words "It's nonsense" frighten me. So I enclose my thoughts and I have a dialogue internal myself And you'l
Until We Meet Again
In Memory of my Precious daughter who left me 23yrs ago,this day.Time passes but memories never will.
Oh, My Heart
Another translation of a poetess now long gone. Iza Orjonikidze (1938 – 2010) - a Georgian poetess and literary scholar .
Loneliness
Loneliness is silence in its loudest form; it lives in your head and your heart Loneliness sits alone, it eats alone and sleeps alone Loneliness is that thing that tears at your soul; it’s the heart beat of sadness Loneliness is fueled by rejectio
online today!RE: Ninety Nine Bottles
I prefer your version to the old one Steve, I wish I was your neighbour...... Free bottles while Steve tries to hold wall up. Mick....
RE: He Will Lift You Up
Very nice adjhe!...
RE: SONNET OF A VALENTINE
Heartfelt ... Thank you....
RE: Victim or Predator
When one starts to look at situations from a slightly different angle then the perspective also can change. You have taken the predator and presented him in a different light. You have presented his tortured soul and shown that he also can be a victi...
RE: Pain
praise be lovely write...
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