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When I had YouWhen I had You1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I remember there was a time,
When I thought I had committed a crime.
I remember feeling my mind wonder,
As the first idea of you went through me like thunder.
First all I could feel was a hollow fear,
Then came the first happy tear.
My little baby nestled within me,
I just thought of how it would be.
A warm little someone to love and protect,
This little person I would never regret.
A son or a daughter,
Would be my joy and laughter.
I didn't care if they threw me out,
This child was mine without a doubt.
I would sit awake for hours,
Thinking of the blessed powers.
How wonderful it was to have you!
Being absolutely steadfast a
ReflectionsReflections1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I look in the mirror reflection,
I hope my true self avoids detection.
I am not who they believe,
I find freedom when they leave.
I see myself with this refinement,
It's all traditional confinement.
Who is she?
That beauty staring at me.
Not who I was meant to be.
This personality and this face,
My family's disgrace.
Honor and poise,
Someone save me from this choice.
I hide behind this façade,
It's a delicate charade.
I see myself as a warrior,
Everyone around sees me as inferior.
Why can't I let my true self shine?
Why must I let this cage confine?
Behind this face I fade.
Who is that girl I see,
Staring straight ba
Look At MeLook At Me1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My face shows that I'm smiling
But my eyes show I'm dying.
Alone and full of regret,
Sighing wishing to be content.
Actions I'll never commit,
Pushing to my limit.
Let me not be alone,
Going through life like a drone.
Look at me,
Please see.
Lovely Glimmering BladeLovely Glimmering Blade1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The lovely glimmering blade,
Etching memories in scars that never fade.
It has a double edge,
Slicing through promise and pledge.
Protection with the right owner,
Destructive when used by a loner.
Dangerous,
Callous.
Blind to everything,
But once you've slipped on that ring,
Love looks like a blessing.
Perhaps it is a double edged sword,
Protecting or cleaving with a single word.
The lovely glimmering blade,
Etching memories in scars that never fade.
God's DesignGod's Design1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Trapped in your own room,
Stealing a chance to escape the gloom.
So long and in so much pain,
Wondering what there is to gain,
Know that you are not alone,
You are not in solitude as a stone.
For with you are your husband and son
You feel that God has a reason,
But has yet to reveal the purpose,
With nearly seven years gone,
Wishing He would get to the outcome.
Your misery will not succumb.
Let God show his design,
His mercy shows a sign.
Time for your sun to shine!
She IsShe Is1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
She is as the sun,
Radiant, calm, everlasting,
Always with me.
The rays of her love shower me,
As I walk in them,
Warm and safe.
She is as the flame,
Watch her dance happily,
As she consumes what she loves most.
My love,
Watch her while she dances.
She is as the air,
I breathe her in,
She fills me.
Her sweet perfume intoxicates me.
I hold my breath,
Nothing can be sweeter.
She is as the moon,
Light in the darkness,
Peaceful, quiet, solemn.
Her light outshines the others,
Greedy, lustful beings,
Groping at my gaze.
She is the water,
Listen, quietly, patiently,
Hear the trickling of the brook?
The roaring of the rapids
La DanzaLa Danza1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tense as two lovers,
Closely they hover.
Driven apart by the beat,
Nimble and fleet.
He leads,
She fleas.
Lithe rhythm of seduction,
The sparks and passion.
Romantic,
Erotic.
Entwining around each other,
Intimacy is a wonder.
Without fearing,
Curve and muscle together melting.
Temptation,
Frustration.
Masculinity closing the chasm,
Clashing with feminism.
The tango making love to rhythm.
The ChairThe Chair1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Silly young boy,
You play with your toy.
Demanding,
Arguing.
Sitting in your chair,
Oh little foolish heir.
Content,
But completely ignorant.
You're so insolent,
You're not even an adolescent.
Sitting in your chair,
Oh you little foolish heir.
A golden scepter,
Set of gleaming amour.
What is this about maturing?
Maybe we're just fantasizing.
Sitting in your chair,
Oh you surprising little heir.
Greying with age,
What a sage.
Marvel of time,
Gone past your prime.
Sitting in your chair,
Oh you fading aged heir.
How is it you never learned,
The gift that is a kind word?
Your time is over,
Not one single tear shed by a
My Lovable PartnerMy Lovable Partner1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In the summer air,
Watching the breeze in your hair.
You smile at me with familiarity,
I wonder if this is a dream or reality.
I can't help but wonder,
Looking into your brown eyes I'm left to ponder.
You're a snotty jerk,
But that just makes me go berserk.
I can honestly say I love you,
Knowing that you'll always be true.
Listening to Why Georgia by John Mayer,
This level of love almost doesn't seem fair.
You're my best friend for infinity.
My insensitive jerk all the time,
My lovable partner in crime.
Break My HeartBreak My Heart1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Break my heart into a million pieces.
I'll sweep up the remnants,
And follow you anyway.
Break my heart into a million pieces.
I'll take what little I have,
And never go astray.
Break my heart into a million pieces,
I'll be devoted to you,
Forever I'll stay.
Break my heart into a million pieces,
I'll love you and cherish you,
In every single way.
Break my heart into a million pieces,
I tell you what you ask,
I'll do as you say.
Break my heart into a million pieces,
Suddenly I realize,
Not today.
Break my heart into a million pieces,
You are nothing,
No way.
Break my heart into a million pieces,
My soul will be free,
You
HomeHome9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Small boy, where do you roam?
Here and there, so far from home?
Place to place, never doing wrong.
Wandering in search for so long.
Into a man so brave and strong.
First to rush into the throng.
Strong man, where do you roam?
Here and there, so far from home?
Over the seas as they foam.
Strong man, why do you roam?
Brave hero, come home.
The Sky Was Very GrayThe Sky Was Very Gray9 months ago in Emotional More Like This
The sky was very gray today. The clouds presented a grim display. As I stepped out from under the veranda, the trees in the wind did sway.
My mind was flooded with many an angry thought, the sky opened and the rain it did wrought. Dripping wet was my lot. With nature I fought. I shielded myself but it was all for naught.
And so it did seem that my woes were just a dream. Because in the delightful stream, my thoughts inert they were deemed.
On my body the cold drizzle ran and every negative thought it did ban. Against my cheek the breeze did fan, and out flew every plan.
So I took my time in the rain, though to everyone else it was a bane.
PrejudicePrejudice10 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
We all have pre-conceived notions,
They cannot be broken until someone tries to break them.
So if someone judges you by the way you look,
It is not you that they see,
It is the image in their head,
Their experience,
And their knowledge of others.
It is not a bad thing,
It is called human experience,
Speaking as a defense mechanism.
We learn through what has been done to us,
And we apply our understandings,
And memories to everyday life.
Hence,
We go into a situation with a predetermined estimation.
It does not mean the predetermination is always right,
It just means it is there, until that stereotype is broken by someone wit
Deaf EarsDeaf Ears8 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
What if I knock at heaven's door?
What if I scream and shout all my needs?
What if I do my best to pray earnestly?
What if I still I feel empty because no one answers?
What if there's no relief in my soul after sending up that heavenly flare?
What if I am just a fallen angel?
What if all my prayers fall on deaf ears?
ShameShame1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For what you've done you should feel shame.
Look around for who is to blame.
You have no humanity,
No compassion or charity.
You claim yourself a man of God,
But your actions prove you a fraud.
Pleas from people who are innocent,
Ask only for your blessing or consent.
But you sit here on your power,
Over the people you tower.
Using your position,
To persecute and lead the inquisition.
Every loyal Christian,
Forced into submission.
On your "holy" throne,
Your heart is a cold stone.
In my anguish and anger I say,
You can lie to yourself and your minions
You can claim that you haven't a qualm
But you never can run from
Nor hi
Fiery DreamsFiery Dreams1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's the same old story, the same old line.
It seems that everything is ok, everything is fine.
Something is disturbing about this quiet peacefulness.
This warmth and relaxation makes me restless.
Awake me from this dream, release me from my slumber.
Free me and tear this nightmare asunder!
I am wild and uninhibited, an element,
Not meant to be bereft in confinement.
I am meant to soar over land and sea,
I am meant to be free.
So give me a match for this dreamy haze,
I'll set this nightmare ablaze.
Light the match and watch it burn.
Now in this dream it's your turn.
Rise of the Phoenix...
Under the Japanese MapleUnder the Japanese Maple1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I walk along a quiet path; all I hear is the breeze in the leaves. The soft breeze speaks of the ending spring, and beginning summer; I look to the bright blue sky that is obscured by the leaves as I listen to the sounds of the trickling fountain and delicate Japanese maple tree.
But overall the sounds of peace is his voice calling to me, a caress in the breeze, I look to the maple tree that stands, swaying gently in the breeze, light red lush leaves waving and casting their shade. Under the shade of the tree there is a log bench, there I see him sitting, arms open wide for me.
The man who is constantly in my dreams, his hair like light mil
The Hardest WordThe Hardest Word8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I sat up late last night,
Battling with this grievous plight.
Some say words of love are arduous,
But how can those be when they are most desirous?
Some say words of hate are strenuous,
But how can those be when a relationship is poisonous?
So I sat up late last night,
Trying somehow to see the light.
No, here is what I would express without delay.
There are many words that are hard to say,
But the hardest are when someone wants to go away,
To have someone leave without duress,
And calmly wish you all the best.
Yes, to anyone that would say,
"I would hate to hear it that way."
I would simply counter,
"Try having someone smile
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Only HumanOnly Human8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I do not have a cape and fly around,
I cannot span the globe in a single bound.
I do not live for eons on end.
There are many things I cannot do,
But there are many things I can live through.
I can feel sorrow or pain.
I can freely frolic in the rain.
I have an imagination,
I can experience elation!
I am not a super hero or a god.
To say I am would make me a fraud.
I have no great amount prowess,
I am perfect through my weakness.
I'm also prone to absolute silliness.
I am from planet earth,
Average from the day of my birth.
But given time I'll prove my worth,
Because I can declare with mirth,
"I am only human!"
When The Master Came HomeWhen The Master Came Home1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Going off to college, hastening for your shot at knowledge. I watch you pack up your things, unobtrusively thinking, "What is he doing?"
With my big brown eyes, I watch you give your sweet goodbyes. A sweet scratch on the chin, you say with a sad grin, "I'll be back again."
Months pass by, I am left to whimper and cry. I run to the door, I am left lying on the floor. I sleep in your bed, you're the only thing in my head.
In the house there is a big commotion, I am left with a question, "What's going on today? Why is everyone acting this way?" It's so strange, does this mean a change?
The next few days go by in a haze, I am still left won
I Meant Test The Water, Not Text The WaterI Meant Test The Water, Not Text The Water9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Text the water, and it shall text back saying, "Hello.
Texting? Why art thou so shallow?
Because your service is faulty in the mallow!
So you disrupt the peace in this hollow?
Please reconsider, and come back tomorrow."
Day DreamingDay Dreaming1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Echoes of the life torn from me,
Despairing in their hollow grasp.
Wishing my soul were set free,
But around me gilt shackles clasp.
The beauty of nature,
The trees and the breeze.
Liberty and its eternal allure,
The pain it does not ease.
Tormented by a blooming flower,
Standing by a calm stream.
Out of my reach, my power,
I am left to only dream.
Freedom wild peaceful beauty,
The vision of purity to see.
Solace, assent, and tranquility,
Confinement meant to be.
Watching the clouds,
Their gray shrouds,
Stare and day dream,
Until my soul is set free.
Sta.sh
