Being Pro-Life isn't easy."Prolifers’ are crazy fascistsBeing Pro-Life isn't easy.2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who complain about abortion,
They put some cells before a life,
And chastise a woman for her choices.
They must not understand,
How it feels to be judged,
To be hated or shunned down upon.
Or deprived of love."
But get this straight right now,
Because that’s not at all true
I have a really good feeling,
You don’t know what we go through.
Pro- life isn’t about abortion,
Whether a fetus is alive or not,
It has a much more deeper meaning,
And it would help to give it some thought.
Pro-life fights for those,
Who are alone, depressed or scared
Who think death is the only way,
To get them anywhere.
Prolife fights for those,
Who are beaten, for their orientation
or those who are looked down by the nation.
Pro life fights for those,
Who starve in other countries,
Why do you think Catholic Groups,
Go to feed the poor and hungry?
Prolife fights for those,
Who simply have nothing left,
Who are alone in the world,
And are welcomed by onl
Daddy's GoneSummerDaddy's Gone6 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ice cream, pavement
Melting dreams down the grille
Blue eyes crying, a hug from Mom
But still leaving a sense of loss
No kind words can comfort
Nor ease the pain
StargazingThe stars are watching me tonightStargazing5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as I am gazing at them too,
and imagine what it feels right
beside the one I love; It's you.
I picture you as one of them,
illuminating from afar.
I'll gaze at you, like precious gem,
and dream that we will be at par.
Little messagesJust when another lonely day, starts to bring me down,Little messages5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I could be out shopping or just strolling around.
I think of you of course, as I always do.
My dearest love, I´m still missing you.
My sadness, it begins to show,
it is no use, the tears just flow.
Then your spirit seems to talk to me,
cos everywhere there´s a message I see.
Messages on book covers, tell me" I should trust in me".
even on some bath salts, says "don´t worry be happy".
"Keep your chin up", "let your angel always be your guide".
It´s then I know you´re still there for me, always by my side.
The tears still flow, they always will
but now I know you are with me still.
It brings me comfort, it picks me up.
I know for sure, I´ll always have your love.
Poetry by Suzanne karbach November 2014
Breathing Glass.Breathing Glass.2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Is it odd that I guessed my fate before I could even piece it together?
With my father and his cruel teachings.
My mother and her superiority.
My brother and his anger.
My sister and her detachment.
I've been smiling this whole time..
This whole time!
But that's all I ever did.
Not breathing, not catching a breath.
But now, I understand why I didn't.
For each time I breathed, I breathed glass.
Sharp pointed shards.
Piercing my throat, cutting my tongue, blood gushing from every slash.
Thick crimson lava dripping down to my adam's apple.
Blood flying out with each cough.
Oh-how this pain defines me!
Oh-how I wish it didn't.
Disastrous EscapeNow I know of your painDisastrous Escape2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
please stop lying,
you know you're going insane
I want to save you from yourself
They hurt you
and I want to help you
but we both know
how this is going to end
I'll run to beg you stop
but I'm too late
as I see the gun drop
I'll find your body on the ground
with blood scattered
I touch your face
so serene, so cold
I will not leave your story untold
for this was your disastrous escape.
I've Done What I CanYou’ll be able to see one dayI've Done What I Can1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’ll never lose my faith in you
If there’s something you want to say
You know just what to do
I’ll be waiting here for your voice
I've already done what I can for now
But it’s up to you to make the choice
You’re the only one that knows how
No matter how dark the night
There is nothing to fear
There’s no need to fight
The dawn is already here
CatharticShut the door and breathe a sigh,Cathartic17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Not many understand
How truly vital is this time;
I take my pen in hand.
I lock myself inside my brain
And tuck away the key;
And finally I open up
Into a writing spree.
Sunlight rushes in upon
The cobwebs of my soul;
The stale air is swept away
My thoughts can now unroll.
Scattering mosaic words
In frenzies on the page;
My spirit soars in victory
Like swallows from a cage.
The bottled feelings that I hide
Find refuge and release;
This quiet pen-and-paper world
Enfolds my heart in peace.
The Savage Setting SunI stood upon a growling rockThe Savage Setting Sun5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Amidst a rabid sea,
And looked into the shutting eye.
That glared right back at me.
And as I stared into the eye,
This savage setting sun,
I could not help but shed a tear
To see its life was done.
The glint of red upon the waves,
It slowly seemed to slip
Behind the gold horizon like
A fleeting funeral ship.
And in a feral funeral chant
The ocean seemed to roar.
I faintly heard the pipe of Pan
That howled upon the shore.
The wind joined in this symphony.
It howled with dancing Pan
And echoed through the hallowed earth
And through the hearts of man.
The innocence of savagery,
Barbaric songs of yore
Like wild Cuhullin cried
And then were heard no more.
The glowing eye was finally shut;
The ship had finally gone
Far, far away into the deep
And silent great beyond.
The waves then ceased their feral chant,
And Pan his flute’s sweet trill;
The wind then ceased it’s mighty howl
And all the earth was still.
I stood amidst this silence and
I beat my thro
I know.I see those moments that we were happy.I know.5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Forever encaptured by that oaken framed glass.
Those memories shall forever be locked away in my golden vault.
But I think the issue is that we won't have them anymore.
Our tea scented home would never be crowded with our aroma.
Our burning fireplace won't be relit.
Those chairs outside would never again be used.
We both have a different road.
One that has million of paths, and thousands of passages.
But something is odd.
Even though I know this..
I still hope and crave for a day where I can hold onto you.
I mourn and lament for that one moment where our hands would brush..
But our lives are different.
And I am letting go.
LONELINESSLaid out for all to seeLONELINESS5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One ounce of fallen tears
Nothingness fills me as
Everlasting misery overflows
Let all my hopes fade
In the twilight of dawn
Never to be known
Erase my loneliness
Slice through the facade
Seduced into silent mourning
MermaidI thank the floating plank that ferried you across the sea,Mermaid2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And the wild and wayward waves that carried you to me
I thank the gleaming stars above that lit the darkened sky
Reflecting off your handsome face that I had chanced to spy.
I thank my emerald spotted tail as light as sea-born leaf
That swiftly bore me out to you and brought you to my reef.
And though my passions were too strong and drowned your heaving chest,
I thank the sea for that brief time I held you to my breast.
Gentle CreatureShe sways and swoonsGentle Creature2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Around her love blooms
Twirling and swirling
Around and about in the rain
The rain falls still, drop after drop
And she's not going to stop
The rains essence, it's hidden flow
Is making her golden light grow
Her eyes hold the universe
Half a gift and half a curse
Her dress is painted with galaxies
Eyes closed tight because the heart sees
Deep purples and rich blues
Shiny, red shoes
Adorn her gentle feet
That move gently and sweet
There's not a need for a shield
Or a reason to wield
An umbrella for protection
Because there's just simple affection
It surrounds her like a soft glowing mist
For she's one of those that have been kissed
Gently on the forehead by a Muse or two
So she'll be safe even when she's blue
Because she thrives amidst emotion
Surviving in the iciest, most stormy ocean
Blood strong with inspiration
She is endowed with the gift of creation
Burden Overburdened.Not one glance,Burden Overburdened.2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
“Get off my back!”,
Pushing and pushing,
Not a single chance.
Burden, oh burden,
So useless you are,
No one will hear,
You were not heard then.
Adding more weight,
I still feel light,
Gone, be gone,
The burden I hate.
Fall and break,
Burden me back,
Are those your tears?
Fake, they are fake.
Toss my burden,
Add some from yours,
My burden will not mind,
If the burden grows.
PleaseRelease me from this pain,Please3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Please heal my broken heart.
Please free these chains,
That are ripping me apart.
Take me away from the dark,
Please illuminate my path.
Please just give me a spark,
So I may again feel your wrath.
Give me life or give me death,
Please remove me from the middle.
Please put me to my place of rest,
So that I may sleep just a little.
Pensamientos lugubres bajo la luna llenaPensamientos lugubres bajo la luna llena3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Mi pensamiento se detiene, se paran las horas en este crudo reloj,
Se acercan sentimientos de pena, desolación y muerte a mi puerta,
Los miro, los abrazo penetran en mi existencia, sin saberlo otra vez,
Caigo en ese vacío, podrido y tétrico lleno de obscuridad y sufrimiento,
Siento mis pesadas cargas abrazar mi karma, mi destino esta cumplido,
He sentido partir mi luz de a poco, mi pasión se va apagando,
Creo que solo soy una muñeca, un títere de esta cruda existencia,
Pienso mil veces en mi realidad. Solo la acojo, la tomo como mía y,
Me dejo caer, y si viera otra realidad no la tomaría,
La abandonaría y mi realidad la defendería,
Porque sé que el amarte, no fue en vano,
Valió lo vivido y valdrá lo esperado.
CutsThere were cuts along my armCuts4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
red and stinging simply
to dull what else I felt
it stung as I bleed
my arm dripping red
while horrible thoughts
floated through my head
In MourningTake my thoughts away and hold me stillIn Mourning1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
keep me in your arms until day, the night is still.
My head upon your shoulder as I weep,
by my side you must stay until my heart is still.
I want to lose myself within the circle of your arms
comforted by the words you say when all is still.
You murmur within my hair a gentle lullaby
in silence I pray for death to be still.
I cleave to your warmth, inhale your essence,
wind begins to sway it is no longer still.
BreatheBreathe lungs breatheBreathe2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Relax try and gain control
Empty your mind of worrying thoughts
And take a deep breath
This is what I need and all I have left
Help me out or left me fall
End it now or let me have it all
Violent SilenceSuch a violent silenceViolent Silence1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Such an unnerving suspense
A soon as I read it
I was astonished
At the date of submission I immediately looked
I did not want to believe it
Submitted 4 hours ago
I start to panic
Everything around me sinks faster than the Titanic
Please tell me you didn't go...
Of the lack of response I don't care
For someone like you's so rare
And even if you don't trust you
I won't give up on you
Through the deadliest void
I'll find a way and offer you a hand
The violence that may surround you I'd withstand
As I can't stand seeing you destroyed
Finally a comment submerged
The danger was overcomed
Pushed behind a thin emotional hatch
I'll once again go back to my watch
BreakI'm probably a little hit or missBreak4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
every thing I write's a little sad
all of it is pretty bad
just me being sad bout stuff with dad
like being alone
like be scared
feeling so fake
terrified I'll break
The Boulevard of Shattered HeartsThe boulevard of shattered hearts,The Boulevard of Shattered Hearts4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In a town of broken hope.
With dusty trails,
Bottles of ale,
And language formed from trope.
The boulevard of shattered hearts,
The place I fell in love.
With dull grey eyes,
And wicked lies,
You stole my soul thereof.
I feel so hopeless.I see you bleeding.I feel so hopeless.8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I heard you hurting.
I know you're in pain.
Yet with each word I type, we're drifting farther and farther apart.
I feel so hopeless.
A bird encaged while my hatchlings are being hauled away.
A bush being plucked by the handful.
A deer in a gun's sight.
Don't you feel my pain?
Don't you understand I can feel yours?
Every moment I'm crying out.
Please just stop..
But I am a toddler again.
Using what little I was taught to get my message across.
Barely able to walk.
Barely old enough for you to listen!
Please, just listen.
Please just read the words on your screen.