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Poem Details | by Sanderline Fleury |
Categories: betrayal, care, career, change, childhood, confusion, courage, cry, depression, discrimination, faith, feelings, forgiveness, girl, grief, growing up, inspiration, jealousy, judgement, loneliness, lonely, strength, suicide, teen, teenage, truth,

read this please

They hate you because your you
They make up lies and call it true
They're fake behind your back
Hoping someday that you'll crack.

They hate you because your real.
no matter what they say you always heal
They're surprised to see you rise,
That you're not affected by all these lies


They hate you because you smile at them
It shows them that your a real gem
You are always true and do your best :)
Sometimes these haters just cant test

They hate you for no reason
Despite it all, you smile
whatever the reason
At the end of the day
All i'm gonna say
All i plan to be 
IS ME


-Sanderline Fleury :)


Poem Details | by Charles Hamouth |
Categories: absence, abuse, childhood, grief, growing up, solitude,

Poof

That childhood faith, vehemently spirited,
Difficult to bend, impossible to tame.
That still-cradled heart, curiously open,
Eschewing fear, shunning struggle,
Accepting of each coming day.
The journey so hazardous.
Now a cold-forged and unyielding heart 
Beats out each agonizing minute.
Jared by indolence and disappointment,
Vision unrecognizably scarred.
The journey so quickly done.
Needing to chance upon that child again
To lightly touch the angel's brow.

Poem Details | by Katrina Salem |
Categories: adventure, art, confusion, daughter, dedication, devotion, fantasy, funny, growing up, happiness, hope, imagination, inspirational, life, love, mystery, nature, on work and working, on writing and words, passion, peace, romance, social, sympathy, teen, thank you, time, travel, tribute, uplifting, visionary, words,

Enigma's Calling

Extraordinary, I am 
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding  the gift I shouldn't fought
 
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
My passion
The food of my soul
 
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
 
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
 
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When  my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
 
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart

Poem Details | by Carrissa Whateley |
Categories: break up, confidence, courage, funny love, grief, growing up, happiness,

The love shock Test

why seek true love 
when even the truest love is fleeting
the thing you should desire is 
for lasting love to transpire 
take my hand and hold your breath
this is a love test
do you have a single doubt
about how it will turn out
are you afraid they will leave
and how you could possibly grieve
worry no more the stress will disappear
and just send this to your sweet dear
because it's over they never really let you near
it is fact they are being clear they don't want you here
take your love and disappear don't live in fear



Poem Details | by Elissa Quigley |
Categories: change, grief, growing up, i miss you, lonely, loss,

Crushed

Sadness only taggs along after elation,
chains prefer to cling to the freeman's skin,
heartbreak only follows trust and expectations.

trying to breathe,
with lead-lined lungs,
In an oxygen deprived world
during an asthma attack.

Grasping for the peices.
Pulling them back.
my mind ceases 
on the brink of a panic attack.

my hands begin to shake
eyes watering on the brink of tears,
the last of my sanity to take,
drowning in my fears.

Poem Details | by Anna Hopper |
Categories: grief, growing up, growth, how i feel, truth, wisdom,

Growing pains

All hope is lost, for fairytales
Happy endings are only fiction
High pitched whistles drown the bells
Only fools waste pennies, wishing

Dreams were big when we were small
Til we dose do’ed and swapped
Now we’re wise and know it all
The magic, abruptly, stopped

We began an early green
Then a striking red
It seems so very mean
How, gold will leave us dead

Poem Details | by Susan Gibson |
Categories: blue, childhood, grief, growing up, lost, pain, youth,

Young Innocence

Sweet dreams, soft and transparent,
Floated like feathers in the sky.
And through them could be seen all that ever was.
Or ever could be.

Naivete', shimmering and shining 
With rainbow light.

Unaware of the deadends
And the could have beens
And the dark and frightening
Nights of coming life

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: age, angst, death, growing up, life, sick, silence,

APPOINTMENTS



Reminders we are not finite
Lest we should forget
Time tends to stop and hover
Undetectable
In a slow motion whirl
Caught in an endless loop
Like a 45 record that skips
It’s a typical phenomena
In all hospital waiting rooms
A soupy silence so very palpable
Contemplating the meaning of life
And what is left of it
Prisoner caught in a time warp
While life goes on outside this window



posted on February 20, 2019

Poem Details | by Dan Keir |
Categories: adventure, angel, beautiful, business, childhood, death, education, fantasy, farewell, freedom, friendship, funeral, funny, growing up, happiness, happy, health, holiday, home, hope, humorous, imagination, inspirational, nostalgia, on writing and words, parody, passion, patriotic, peace, people, philosophy, slam, social, song, sorrow, sorry, spiritual, time, woman,

Ding Dong The Wicked Witch is Dead

Globally, miners jubilantly jump for joy
Smiles on the faces of every girl and boy
The grins of a newly opened Xmas toy
Thatcher’s dead.

Trade unionists bounce along the street
Music blaring and the tapping of feet
From nurses to Bobbies still on the beat
Thatcher’s dead.

Street parties announced in the nation
Satan who brought economic inflation
Is deceased, now’s the time for elation
Thatcher’s dead.

Its times like this I’m sad I’m an atheist
And can only shout and wave my fist
And then go to the pub and get pissed
Thatcher’s dead.

Poem Details | by Dan Keir |
Categories: adventure, angst, autumn, business, confusion, dark, dedication, depression, fear, grief, growing up, happiness, happy, hate, health, home, hope, humorous, imagination, inspirational, introspection, journey, life, lonely, loss, lost, love, on work and working, pain, parody, people, relationship, retirement, sad, satire, school, social, stress, success, sympathy, time, work,

Reflections: Midlife Crisis

P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
!!

Poem Details | by Kevin C. Martin |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, boyfriend, child, christian, confusion, courage, dad, dark, faith, father, forgiveness, freedom, god, grief, growing up, happiness, hope, inspirational, jesus, life, love, pain, passion, people, prayer, recovery from..., relationship, religion, religious, sad, spiritual, teen, thank you, thanksgiving,

Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.

Poem Details | by Leo Larry Amadore |
Categories: age, anxiety, bereavement, boy, childhood, growing up, hurt,

Still That Boy

from: "Anniversary", by Richard Lattimore:
"A two o'clock of sun and shutters.  Oh, recall
the chair's angle -- a stripe of shadow on the wall --
the hour we gathered in our hands, and then let fall."

My own lost childhood,
those hard days that, now,
no one would believe, I still review.

Things not clearly understood
emerge from the haze of time.
Hours of somnolence resolve
into gradually more vivid recollections,
dream-like in their drama.

For me, no catharsis.
Time does not heal all wounds,
will not change that history.
The past lives on.

I may no longer be that child,
but I am, still, that boy.

Poem Details | by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: beauty, character, child, depression, emotions, faith, feelings, friend, friendship, girl, god, grief, growing up, growth, happiness, heart, hope, identity, inspiration, introspection, jesus, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, love, mentor, metaphor, pain, people, philosophy, psychological, relationship, sad, sorrow, spiritual, strength, student, sympathy, teen, teenage, truth, uplifting, wisdom, women, youth,

Soothing Lines to My Sad, Lovely Lass

Give me drink, rest, and solitude—
these are all the things I long for;
give me as well your finest food
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My lovely lass, what's the matter—
why are you all down and alone?
Don't be vexed because you're sadder
than most, dear, for God loves His own.

Sweet girl, I'll tell you a secret:
if I were a young lad again,
I'd chase you for your sweet asset.
But as I am two-score and ten

years old (with wife in deed)—never
can I be your white knight with steed: 
but your sadness won't last for ever
if you pray for the one you need. 




Poem Details | by Denise Hopkins |
Categories: abuse, age, anger, betrayal, bible, blessing, child, child abuse, childhood, dark, emotions, evil, faith, fear, feelings, for her, freedom, future, girl, growing up, hope, how i feel, innocence, inspiration, me, meaningful, memory, pain, power, religious, sad, scary, society, sorrow, strength, sympathy,

A child's plea


Dirty rotten scum to take the life of an innocent one torn away from my childhood but not yet thrown into adulthood you've given me a life of pain certain to only knowing, that never again, will the days be the same but I have found my new freedom here, within these mighty walls known as Gods kingdom

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, betrayal, city, conflict, cool, crazy, death, depression, dream, freedom, grief, growing up, heartbroken, how i feel, imagination, lost love, love hurts, metaphor, philosophy, romance, sad, satire, self, senses, sensual, suicide, symbolism, wife,

Bed

A white ceiling, 
a dull life.
A wife?
No, just a knife -
that's all I need.

Poem Details | by Layla Elkoulily |
Categories: adventure, allegory, angst, beautiful, boyfriend, brother, child, dad, daughter, death, depression, devotion, faith, father, fear, forgiveness, freedom, funeral, girl, grandfather, grandmother, growing up, happiness, hope, introspection, life, loss, love, miracle, mom, mother, mystery, places, sister, soldier, sorry, sympathy, uplifting, war, wife, woman, women,

What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.

Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.

Poem Details | by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: angst, child, childhood, dad, daughter, depression, family, father, father daughter, freedom, girl, grief, growing up, happiness, happy, home, life, memory, mom, mother, pain, people, sad, sorrow, stress,

Children of Divorce

When parents divorce, children are damaged for life: but some are relieved.

Poem Details | by Surajit Dahal |
Categories: absence, best friend, betrayal, boyfriend, emotions, feelings, first love, for her, for him, forgiveness, friendship, future, girl, girlfriend, goodbye, grief, growing up, happiness, how i feel, i love you, inspiration, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, lost love, love, miss you, missing, missing you, mystery, nostalgia, passion, relationship, romance, romantic, rose, sad, sad love, sympathy, thank you, tribute, trust, wife,

When I grow old

I will grow old
I tremble in the cold
None to care
I have nothing to fear...

But my love is alive
Though I strive
Beautiful roses to pluck
Yet I am stuck..

I grow old with wrinkle
Yet I will kinker
You will always remain in my mind
This is how you will find...

Poem Details | by Miche Ulman |
Categories: abuse, addiction, anger, betrayal, body, bullying, childhood, cry, dad, dark, death, depression, eulogy, evil, family, farewell, father, fear, feelings, grave, grief, growing up, hate, heartbroken, horror, house, jealousy, loneliness, loss, lost, me, murder, mystery, night, pain, parents, sad, sin, smile, society, sorrow, stress, suicide,

Family Matters

In the attic, above wooden floor,
through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door,
near the broken window and glass of the sore,
hiding in the shadows,
bloodstains on the wall.

 Number nine,
house at the end of the street,
where lights are low,
where silent never sleep.

Poem Details | by Stephen Barry |
Categories: absence, bereavement, childhood, death, growing up, mother son,

List of Ma

Mary Poppins
Glinda the Good Witch
Final curtain call
1000 acre wood
The Irish Jew
Most important women
Unconditional love
Kind, Gentle
Generous, Selfless
Dedicated
Desiderata
Protector, especially
Against great odds
Wide mouth Frog
Costume maker
Self made Women
Bright side of the road
House at Pooh corner
Second hand Rose
Wizard of OZ
Serenity
Roots and wings

Poem Details | by Sabina Nicole |
Categories: childhood, grave, growing up, life, recovery from, sad, youth,

I miss you

I miss you
Where did you go
So many years ago
Golden locks of love
Embracing the universe with your smile
Treading on the pavement
In your hand me downs
Blowing in the wind
With your stride
Your pride
With years by your side.

I miss you
Where have you been
Fearless endeavors
No worries of forever
Youth dripping down your porcelain face
Dancing in the moonlight
Laying under the stars
With no trace of abysmal scars.

I miss you
Dreamer of dreams
Poetic gleam
Melodies silent at the seams
Virtuous beauty with static on your mind
Building mysteries
One moment at a time.

I miss you
Age Seven.


By: Sabina Nicole


Contest: You're A Little Kid Again
Age 7

Poem Details | by RUDOLPH RINALDI |
Categories: children, death, growing up, life,

my name is

my 
name 
is 

johny on the pony
hide and seek
red light green light

I closed my eyes
and counted one two three
ring ring alerio

I opened them
and everyone 
and everything was  gone

Poem Details | by Dominique Jon Apple Webb |
Categories: child abuse, children, grave, growing up, parents, religion, society,

Emotional Abuse

If you draw your child away from normal play, activities and behaviour 
By forcing them to lie about their true desires, 
Then where’s the love? 

Poem Details | by Sam Ruby |
Categories: adventure, angel, angst, art, beautiful, black african american, business, butterfly, caregiving, christian, confusion, courage, dedication, devotion, dream, faith, family, fear, freedom, funny, grief, growing up, happiness, happy, history, hope, inspirational, life, lonely, love, philosophy, spiritual, visionary, world, love, money,

I

If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.

Poem Details | by Miche Ulman |
Categories: childhood, confusion, dark, devotion, faith, farewell, father, fear, forgiveness, funeral, growing up, hate, life, lonely, loss, lost, mystery, prayer, religion, son, sorrow, sorry, suicide, write, me, me,

Confession Chamber

Forgive me Father for I have sinned,
for being born with you to begin,
its been a long time since my last confession,
I don't wont your blessing,
lies and resurrection.
I don't believe in love, I don't believe in faith,
cant stand my own kind,
humble in hate,
I don't believe in truth, I don't wont to be saved,
erase me from your list,
buried, unmarked,
graved.

Abused as a child,
bloodstains of a man,
only shovel awaits,
forgive me if you can.