a no body
so what would you like to say you hate me doesn't matter to me im not good enough for this sight so cut me from what i love maby i deserve every thing i get maby i should dig a hole and lay in it my life can just fade into nothing again with no frien
the love that the river devided
you left me alone for eternity my love
another day
i wrote this poem out of frustration and lonliness. its really hard to try to find someone to do the things you missed out on the first time around. while missing your loved one. 50 years is a long time to be together, and now there is just this big hole in my heart. it really isnt enough cuddling with my dogs. i really need someone who cares and who will make me feel like a desirable woman again.
TEARS OF MY SOLE
THANKS FOR READING
SADNESS
This poem I wrote after my divorce, I'ts entitled SADNESS because the first letter of every sentence spells the word SADNESS. This poem really released a lot of hurt and emotions as it just flowed when I started writing it.
Count To Ten
Story about my sad past. It's another song tho
my saddest moment
I volunteered to serve my country but I never knew what would be stopping in a desert town I shot a little girl down. Running toward us as fast as she could to beg any food that she could. We were to wary of what she could carry, for some us
Unforgettable
a poem for my mother who was taken far too soon
Goodbye, Chow, Gotta Run, See You. It's been fun..
I only wish the best for you my friends. Take good care of one another, after all that is what we are meant to do. I will still drop in to read your gifted words. Thank you for everything. I love you. Stay Blessed, Pink.
letter from lover..
she called me when i wasn't at home i couldn't answer her,for simple reason i forgot my cell phone later ,when i arrived home i found message said: i don't want you any more
i see
what time should i call i wait when can i see i wait what time is good for you i wait you do it all i see everything that was ours is no longer me i see no family i see what you want me to feel your loss me alone i see me
In your twilight days
feeling sad, ailing mother slipping slowly away-23/08/09
Uncertainty Crosses My Miserable Mind
It's about the confusion of being alone after a long period in a relationship. On the one hand I'm free to do what I like, when I like. On the other hand I feel lonely, and wonder has my being single got something to do with my personality.
A PENNY THOUGHT
I WROTE THIS WHEN MY MOTHER IN LAW DIED IN 2006 I HAVE THE PENNY THE THOUGHT IS THE SAME AS WHEN MY MOTHER DIED IN 1994
"SUFFERING" 11/28/2011
This song will be on my album i call. "THE HOST" I was in a lot of pain when i wrote this one... Me and my wife(ex) got together in 1998... we got married in 1999... she left me for a man 20yrs older than me in november of 2004... i got into things after that that landed me in a federal penitentury... i divorced her in 2008. it was final in november of 2008... in 2011 We got back together. and she ripped my heart out once again with another man. so i wrote this song for her. then decided to give her one last chance. infebrurary of 2012. an artery exploded in a lung and she died in my arms. this story is true and its the basis for the pain i felt inside... enjoy...
cancer
to my mother r.i.p 2002 your always in my heart
In the silence
Alone... I wait For him to arrieve... For him to answer. Silently... I wait For him to touch... For him to whisper. But the silence is deafening. But the loneliness is consuming. But the longing is all emcompassing. So... I wait N
With in the Shadows
Many Thanks to all that have taken the time to read my poetry May God Bless you all
After the Rain
I don't feel this is one of my better poems: it's more personally directed towards the subject (an ex who I felt little towards) but it's very personal so that in and of itself may be worth merit. Oh, and don't worry about the ex: I disregard her because frankly, she was verbally abusive and I'd care not to reflect further on it.
day dream believer
I wrote this poem in distress at loss of friendship
The Graveyard
A poem I wrote when I was 20 years old.
Wasted Years...
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my words
Ny words are the digital wind weaving their way past porn, banks, schools, and blogs and countless other sites alighting only for a moment as someone for some reason chooses to read them then they are off again floating in the digital data st
What have you done to my heart
What have you done to my heart What have you done to my heart it used to be open like a rose in full bloom it used to sing at the sound of your voice and dance when you entered the room You hid the monster so well the one that deep ins
moon child
this is actualy the translation of a Spanish song done by mecano. the song was called hijo de la luna. meaning moon child in Spanish. though I gave a more better way of the actual happening during the song. this was the sweetest thing I could write, for that song, cause I wish it would have a better ending.
where is he
im feeling afraid it makes me feel there is hope in life and you dont give up ever for you only have one life the dove is my paece of mind
The night of the knives
This was the day the power of evil took hold of my soul for a moment. My children were taken away from me by my ex. I was driven to a point of doing anything. Alas through the gracious and holy I survived the moment.
The City
One of the first poems I wrote.
Alone
I wonder why i am alone, I see darkness around, I cannot understand why, I wish there is a new phase coming around, I wonder if there will be changes, I dont wanna be alone there is alot of love around, I have alot to share, I cant wait to
Lost
I wrote this about 5 years ago when I was feeling extremely lonely. I was being torn inside whilst writing it, cried and felt the anguish of loneliness as it revealed itself. It took many months to finalise it and I felt better when it was all over, as if some of this pain was alleviated.
Empty pages
Close the shades, whistle a happy tune..
i want more
Past Experiences Is What This Is About And Learning To Start Over.
Another slant to Faces of Stone
Just a different slant upon the same poem. It doesn't matter what people think of it honestly.
my kids
My kids This is a poem for my kids Kaycee You are the most special child that God gave to thee Holding you when you was born filling my heart within me You were sent to me from the angels above You filled our hearts with endless love. Montell
Baby let go, please just walk away...
Like my other poem on here I just jotted down a few feelings after breaking up with a girl I thought I loved, well i suppose I did love her, just she didn't love me as much as she said she did.
The World of Today.
Written from my heart, listening through out my life to others. Seeing my youth and the youth of today become to different ways. e The way I have seen it change..........life...........and its changed.........and continuing to change.........and sadly its changing for the worst.........
In memory of Jodie.
I hated the sounds of life and death
Nightmare In Me
self explanitory
Tunnel
The tunnel in front of me opens the mouth of darkness attracts like a magnet. I sink into the abyss with a lunatic step and let myself sway to sleep. I look through the slides of my life frame by frame memories burst a painful stinging che
Unless The Sun Brings My Shadow To Me
Windows in a house and there's a view I pace back and forth like a prisoner would do How often I clean the window pane Going round in circles my thoughts are all in vain If the weather is good or bad or fair It's something I cannot share How
That Old Home Time Feeling Is Gone
I find myself sitting all alone And that old home time feeling is gone There's an echo of yesterday with no way to reply And time is quickly passing by Time passed by quickly and stolen precious things It seems all my friends flew away on invi
chains
something i wrote