To The One That Got Away
I wrote this because I wrote it, I felt that way because I felt that way. I know the person who I wrote it for will never speak to me again, although I did nothing wrong, and my entire life was meaningless to her, despite sharing 20 years of it and growing up together. She's gone, permanently, and I'm dead to her. Why? Because I told her the truth. Honestly was my only crime. From these ashes, I will arise. I will fix these broken wings and learn to fly again. I will never stop fighting. Because of you, I BELIEVED. And I still do. I know I waited too late, I didn't deserve you and now you're gone forever... But I really did care. Just wanted you to know that. <3 K.E.H
sorrow
thank for reading
I Forgot You Now
Its happened in true life..
two sided coin
john0217 was a man of mysterious ways justmejohn is more grown i learn from my mistakes i am sorry to ever mislead im just tranceparent to john0217s ways its a new day and this is me im justmejohn
HEALING TIME. (edited)
Thankfully TIME can heal....and we let go.....if we want too......
Untitled Love
She laid broken in a heap. Her eyes staring straight forward. One arm twisted completely off. And a leg crumpled behind her. There was a horrible stench, Where she had lain for so long. Her once beautiful blonde hair now discolored. I picked
The Story of Love
just a poem :)
I’ve seen the ..........
A very old mate I haven’t spoken to for a long time ........
Unwarranted Redemption
This is from a brief moment in my life that can only be classified as my love affair with Scripture. Feedback please :)
No More My footsteps in the snow.
My mother died New Year’s Day and she was quite a renowned poet in her younger years. We all forgot about this until we saw these poems. However I cannot understand them as it takes a special person to write and understand them. I need to write one for her funeral. I have put something together and was just wondering about your thought s on it. It is not complete but advice would be gratefully received.
men have feelings
NO DONT CRY BUT DONT ASK WHY HOLD ALL OF YOUR HURT INSIDE AND NO ONE WANTS SEE THAT YOUR NOT GOING TO DIE CAUSE NO ONE WANTS TO SEE YOU CRY SO BE A MAN NO HAND IN HAND DONT YOU WANT TO BE A MAN COME ON NOW ILL SHOW YOU HOW THE PAIN
TIME and Space
The Time and space moves never in vain the tears of rain goes tonight insane and the jiva laments for the Sanatana place the world of the joy Supreme abode plane The Bhakti removes all dust of the pain and heals with the stars of the Gopis p
Parting Ways
My fingers touch the outline of her lips... stopping in mid-sentence, she declares nothing more is to be said. Like beads falling from a string, each moment seems to fall silently to the ground... lost and trammeled under the sand... a gift con
Sage of Rage
It'll do. Happy birthday, Mama... Still polishing what you started.
To Find What's Left
* I'm not religious, in the least (hardly). I merely feel the Energy must dissipate somewhere when we "die".
wilted rose
wrote it about alittle more than 10yr ago in prison
A SILENT SUNDAY LED TO A MERRY MONDAY
i wrote this poem because Elvis actually GOT SHOT DEAD at the end of "LOVE ME TENDER"
"Trust & The Heart
Everyone has their opinion of betrayal and how it affects the measure of trust in their hearts. The words above defines mine.
C.S, Poetry
much love......elo
The less - the better
Sometimes you yourself ask for it.
What happened to my little corner?
Just some thoughts about the drama recently on here. This is my online refuge especially after a long day. I enjoy reading the poems by the very talented poets(male and female). Let's be gentle with one another as we are each on life's journey and we all need to help one another.
Salt in the Snow
Im Chilly Willy the penguin. I shake until I’m blue. My head is hot and my feet are cold. Ha…Hee…Hachoo! Now what about the crocodiles along the river Nile? I’ll bet they’re always warm as toast. They always seem to smile. I’m always Chilly Willy. I’m frozen through and through. My nose is red and my tale is told. Ha…Hee…Hachoo!
Forgotten By All
I love motorcycles and I had my bike for many years but I had to sell before I left to come to work in Saudi Arabia. I treated her well, I treated her kind. When I returned last year with some money in my pockets I decided to to buy her back, When I got to her it was too late. I found her broken neglected body in a rusty mess. This poem was a tribute to her life.
Faith
Seeking truth Leaving pain So I will not Go insane Let me find Life's true goal So I may rest My weary soul God has shown Me a way Now give me strenght So I won't stray From his plan For he knows When he talks My faith grows S
Try. Try. Try. .Try
Try. Try. Try try
.........Winds of change........
Happy easter holidays to everyone. Cant leave here if I tried.
Highway Redemption
Coyote cries on hot asphalt I'm so sorry So sorry I'm at fault If it means anything I'll lick the chrome that kissed your cheek Be the first to say I'm sad and weak so blue so bleak so lost and meek
Never!
Think!
Rough Shot
A journey, well rounded.
For Daddy, My Twin
For the One who made of me "The Sage of Rage". Rage is a lie we tell ourselves about the love we keep secret from the world. I bless the path that led me here and cherish every bruise.
Please Dont Shout
Past arguments........
weeping willow
In the time of jane austen grew love and sharp fashions letters to lovers and women gathered beneath the willow tree Young women sat that day pouring out the emotions heart written on a page flowered with devotion until the dawn of spring
For Liam
I've met another trapped soul. A man friend seven years younger than myself who has made a life that traps him into manifesting outwardly someone entirely different from what he feels inside and wants despiriately to let out. No simple sad coincidence that he works as a jailer in the "Department of Corrections". One wonders who the prisoners actually are.
Keeping Vows
Because 'forever' is a long time.
I want to be like a pair of chopstick stainless
just share about my life
Dreams
opening my eyes from a long deep sleep falling back to blackness where i want to be listening for that voice which controls my every choice lost and wary i take another step towards everlasting - belief opening my eyes from a darkness so blind l
Forgiveness
Forgiveness Forgiveness is a gift we receive, And freely we must give it too, To prove to Him we do believe, Forgiveness also works for you. When a friend stabs your back, Do not turn and choose to attack; But smile and take up his slack
LIFE
unexpected happenings in life, leads to think twice.
If.....
Have A listen...:) https://www.soundclick.com/html5/v4/player.cfm?songID=13729810 if we make the rules and we’re in control if all we can lose is an empty soul…..... 1-then why should I be loyal if none are greater than me what is
Lady Resent
A thunderstorm of thoughts Floods her mind until she's caught Lost in the winds she pretends Defends herself and all its wealth Flash back smacked raw direct to the point violently carried out distressed and in the joint Fatal reality,
Dark moments in my Daughters life.
To start with the first truth,this Poem was very hard to do,I cry and write,cry and write again and again,the feelings of the memories came out from the shadow. Her Mother did not want children at all,what I could not understand,because I wonted so many of them and I was believing,that as a Mother she is sure going to Love her children,but I was badly wrong. We was over all to far from each other in to many things and then I left the family for my two Sons Mother. My Love for my Daughter was very deep and her Mother was very jealous about it and told to my Daughter that she was the reason to our divorce. She told my Mother,that she is going to do everything she can to destroy my life. Before that she met with my new Love and they made a deal,that if I take care of her needs,then she give my Daughter to us. When I heard it ,I could not accept that other people make a deal about how to use me and I did refuse. I have think about it many time later and that I should had accept to be used,then I could had safe my Daughter from the horrible things that was done to her. Later my Daughter was taken with Ambulance two times unconscious to the Hospital,but nobody still checked what was the real reason.....I never knew what had happen,but if I had heard about it,I had for sure not believed in any accident. My Daughter got finally courage enough to brake her self out from the jail she had live in from 4 years old on the Fathers day,when she was 15,she came to me and refused to go back to the Mother. From 4 years old,she had to wash her own cloth,make food,take care of all her own things and also wash the floor of whole the apartment on knees in an old way,she kept her as an made or in fact more as like a Slave. About 20 years ago,she got a stroke in the Brain where she had got the damage when the Mother kick her around the room. The Doctor was thinking she hardly going to survive,but I think she is of hardwood as I am and she survived. She still has to take Aspirin every day to keep the blood thin and a shadow is of course hanging over her. After she moved to live with me,she still had hardship with her self,she was not sure who she was,because the Mother had destroyed almost all her own will. She start to drink in secret and when I realized it,she was already alcoholic.
~~IT IS OKAY TO LET GO NOW~~
Just to let you all kow it is okay to let go of the ones we have loved for long......