-Freezing hands--Freezing hands--Freezing hands-1 week ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Laying in the street
Wife so scared
Mother doesn't know
But saw you not long ago
Father watching from above
Had hoped it was his love
Son was having fun
Had to go, the night had just begun
Daughter crying tears
All the things she hears
The little family crying
The doctors kept trying
Ambulance on his way
Just like everyday
He wasn't there
When will we wake up from this nightmare
Ambulance went away
Full speed on the highway
It was too late
His heart didnt cooperate
They layed him on a bed
It was so sad
I holded his hand
Still I didn't understand
Hands so cold
You weren't old
I love you
Where Is HomeWhere is home?Where Is Home1 week ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I don’t know, do you?
Have lived in many places
Different houses, different lives
Where nothing have stayed the same
They’ve constantly changed
What is home?
I don’t know, do you?
Can a house be called a home
Even if you always feel alone?
Despite living with people
Only few you know
Some would say
Home is family
But what if it is broken?
That means home is also shattered then
Hearts left aching in the chests
Frozen and homeless
Where is home?
Tell me ’cause I’m lost
I’ve been living with my thoughts
Me and my profound soul for so long
Tell me, where do I belong?
I’m lost and alone.
Fear Come and be bold, let me chase away your tears,Fear1 week ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
In a world where demons walk in darkness as shadows create your fears,
It's cold where you're standing boldness looses shape,
teeth begin to chatter, claws begin to grate.
Far from the grounds you roam , only to find you're not alone,
Far from the bounds of reality, you know there is no hope.
Fatality calls in your mind, the chill of graves unkind,
Memories distant Haunting, The Time, The now, daunting.
But in your tangled state of mind, there is a place a refuge you'll find,
you try to crawl, scream a yelp, only to be meek, not receiving of help,
as you face on your fears,your eyes flash those betters years.
And all fall to darkness, that black endless void,
a blank canvas , an empty place,
This is death, you feared to face.