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Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 10th grade, angst, anxiety, death, emotions, feelings, grief,

Fueled By Love



Grief hides pain
behind a veil
of anger, rage, and disbelief.
And yet, it consumes
your every moment
and every thought.
Inside, you want to lash out
at the world,
viciously,
violently,
anything,
to send the hurt back!
Grief clings to death
and in so doing,
devastates the living.
Your world shrinks
to memories,
reflected in pools of tears.
And life loses its spark,
for the part of you, you’re missing,
has left a hole in your heart.
Time is but a concept
of the mind,
as flimsy as a thought
it has no power over pain.
And yet, there is something
stronger than time
that can numb pain, 
and that is hope... fueled by love.


(Free Verse)


10-30-2020


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 Bartholomew Williams |
Categories: appreciation, death, encouraging, feelings, inspiration, introspection, life,

Tell Them Now

If you appreciate others, tell them now,
While it still can add to their sense of self-worth.
To wait is a mistake many make because
No one knows how much time they have left on earth.

If you admire her kind generosity,
Or how he selflessly gives to those with needs;
Letting them know sooner rather than later, 
Encourages them to do other good deeds.

Gratitude has positive ripple effects;
Expanding circles - lives we affirm and touch.
Avoid regrets about dearly departed,
By telling them now they matter and how much.


Submitted: February 10, 2017

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 12th grade, allusion, death, emotions, feelings, imagery, love,

In The Moonlight




The lament of a summer breeze is heard to make the gilded leaves of Autumn sigh. And after months without a single word, love lost its wings and can no longer fly. Shadows form silhouettes in the moonlight, tethering wishes and hopes to a dream. And haunted by lost love, she cries at night, as lonely feelings fuel a silent scream. She remembers the sweet taste of his kiss and the way he left her feeling fulfilled. He swore he'd write daily without remiss, but those letters stopped the day he got killed. She never questioned why he'd gone to war for she knew, freedom was worth dying for. (Sonnet) Sept. 1, 2018


Poem Details | by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories: death, desire, emotions, feelings, i love you, longing, love,

Loves End


                              Grasping
              Every ounce of love you give me
                   Knowing it shall soon end
                          Shall it last me
                             No chance


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
09.20.2014

Poem Details | by Stefan Cote |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, confusion, crazy, creation, deep, depression, devotion, drink, emotions, fear, feelings, freedom, goodbye, grief, health, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, journey, loneliness, me, meaningful, mental illness, metaphor, poems, poetry, psychological, rap, recovery from, scary, senses, today,

Not another day


Impulsive or compulsive

Either way it's not conducive

Living with this disorder

Can't be good for my liver

Obsessions, when do they stop?

Compulsions, when do I stop?

Let me illustrate and reiterate

My demons make me infuriated

To the point, man, I really want to escape this

Live everyday like your last?

These hours go by fast

Trying to obliterate every ounce of the past

Always with the imagery and self coping insanity

That broke me and continues to break me.

Another day, no not another day

I just got out, please let me stay away.

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: death, deep, father daughter, feelings,

- The Death On Hold -

Take death back
The doctor's objective
review
Argues and
life skills

Take death back
Death involves a loss
Essential treatment,
whatever price?
The ballad of life

Take death back
One last act
on one's existence
overwhelming
The vulnerable situation
always an uncertainty

Take death back
Life's rowing boat, without oars
Free entrance
Not today, not tomorrow
not this month
Life ...
- with death on hold

Take death back
I'm not ready
to say goodbye
... dad

The doctor's last answer :
... "Sorry 
     ... there's no more we can do"






03/12/2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: angel, angst, bereavement, emotions, faith, feelings,

An Angel

Sitting on a park bench
feeling devastated 
I’m drowning in my tears.
My mother has just died
and overwhelmed by grief 
I’m near total collapse.

Because I was crying
I didn’t notice her.
Yet she sat beside me
and gently kissed my cheek
saying “go on and cry
“God will not think you’re weak.”

She hugged me tenderly
and my tears slowly ceased.
For this sweet child of six
in all her innocence
took time off from her friends
to bless me with a kiss.

A blessing in itself
her smile brought me comfort.
I don't know who she was
or why she sought me out
but she showed me angels
really do exist.

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: death, depression, feelings, flower, hurt, imagery, sad,

Forget-me-not


Blue petals of a forget-me-not rest against a white marble headstone, and weighing heavy upon my heart I play my violin all alone. Looking out of place amidst white rock, a blue, as vivid as crimson blood rebuffs the paling pallor of death, with a promise conveyed in its bud. The icy hand of fear grips my heart shrouded in a cerulean hew as callused fingers caress the strings, lamenting the love, I felt for you. Grief resonates within every note, sending sad tears dribbling down my cheeks as I evoke happy memories, and grant my soul the comfort it seeks. (Quatrain) 4/20/2017

Poem Details | by mary youkhana |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, best friend, betrayal, body, care, creation, cry, dark, emotions, feelings, happiness, happy, heart, how i feel, joy, life, lonely, missing you, star, sun, sympathy, teen,

we are stars

people are like stars,
some are younger,
some are older,
some are brighter,
some are darker,
some are bigger,
some are smaller,
but in the end we are all the same.
all together.
shining bright with our personality.
dont care about what other people think.
its their own opinion.
be unique,be you.
you are who you are, and who you are is all their gonna get.
so shine like a star!!!

Poem Details | by Jim Pemberton |
Categories: character, christian, conflict, confusion, depression, emotions, faith, family, feelings, god, grief, heartbroken, hope, how i feel, jesus, life, lonely, recovery from, relationship, religion, religious, spiritual,

Lord, I've Been Hurting

		
	
Lord., I've Been Hurting!

This one thing I am
 most certain…
Lately I’ve been really hurtin’.

I trying to do right, but it 
turns out “wrong.”
Where, in life,
do I really belong?

So many people
 pass me by.
Sometimes, someone
may say;  “hi!”

I don’t know if this message is
 getting across?
I feel so confused and 
completely lost.

A message of “help” has my
 prayer and plea…
For God to reach out to me!

He reached down and
made me whole!
HIS love and compassion
 filled my soul!

Spending time with Jesus
 is time well spent!
It was for you and me that 
Jesus was sent!

By Jim Pemberton

Poem Details | by Yoni Abai |
Categories: appreciation, bible, blessing, faith, feelings, god, grief,

Wish I was in a better place

 
Wish i was in a better place. To survive myself from this case. I know it is just a phase, till I get God's grace. I think I'm sounding ungrateful. It's just that sometimes it gets painful. I should thank God and stay faithful, 'cause graceful days are coming peaceful.

Poem Details | by Joshua Brown |
Categories: cry, depression, emotions, feelings, grief, hope, how i feel, lost, sad, sorrow,

Little, Orange Ball

An orange little ball,
Tattered and torn to bits,
No longer does it fly straight,
Its course lost, its path in fits,

An orange little ball,
Sad within its cracks and in its creases,
Faded bumps, its lost its grip,
It now falls to pieces,

Orange little ball,
Come to death smiling,
Never live just to die,
Happiness lives in and amidst the crying,

Orange little ball,
Wipe the tears away,
There is peace to be found,
In and amongst the fray.

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: bereavement, death, emotions, faith, feelings, inspirational, love,

Let It Be



Let it be, let it be, time to face the unknown. The angels comfort me, I'm loved and not alone. Let it be, let it be, the winds of fate have blown. Can't you see that I'm free, death's a mere stepping stone. Let it be let it be, don't be sad; shed no tears. Cherish the memories we've shared over the years. Let it be, let it be, I will always be near. Death is my destiny, rejoice and have no fear. Let it be, let it be, I'm but a dream away. And waiting up above, where we will meet someday. (Quatrain) 8/14/2016

Poem Details | by Dalia Shahein |
Categories: death, feelings, hope,

To broken wings

I don't know why your talking like your saying goodbye ?
Broken wings I really don't understand the reason why ...
Your a nice person deserve to live happy long life..
 Don't cut hope with death knife..
Your legacy will always remain in my heart and in my soul...
I'll read one of your poems to cheer me up if I ever fall..
Don't write about your end just write about your beginning write it all from the start...
Don't cause a big hole in your soul from the death dart ...
I'll raise my hands and start to pray...
To you be fine and doing okay...

Poem Details | by CayCay Jennings |
Categories: feelings, grandmother, grief, love,

One Gray Hair

Her wrinkles were joy-flecked twinkled with facial lines brightly smile crunched. Her eye shade vague, but love sprinkled from decades of holding faith bunched. She prayed steady, her praise ready. Her giggle rendered me tickled. Her heart-ways raised me cherish-touched. Loving my Gram much, tears trickled the morning I found her death clutched. Not one gray hair lacked my despair.
March 10, 2018

Poem Details | by David O'Haolin Whalen |
Categories: bereavement, conflict, feelings, introspection, life,

Prison Of Memories

The past always returns to haunt us Old debts demand to be paid The very best hand Of many a man Stays un known And remains unplayed Some men wish to be In alliance with Angels But alas, e’en more opt To owe a debt of allegiance To the dark… And deep within those sad souls Lie haunted black holes Absent of light Not e’en a scintilla nor spark They yearn to return To a world once spurned… But once the die is cast The past holds fast And Fate and Karma decrees… For lack of their wisdom They be trapped in a prison A prison made of …memories…

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: angst, anxiety, emotions, feelings, friend, lonely, sympathy,

An Incomplete Feeling



I feel empathy for people that cry and try to bring their suffering to light. I can feel the love within their world die, and I know in my heart, it isn't right. Loneliness is an incomplete feeling, that's much more painful than most people know. And that kind of hurting requires healing, or it'll fester and begin to show. Depression's veil shadows an empty soul, as hope sinks in pools of tears, and dreams drown. For life can levy a terrible toll when there's no way up, and you feel held down. Life losses purpose if it's lived alone, without love, you may as well be a clone. (Sonnet) 2/7/2018

Poem Details | by David Lustrup |
Categories: deep, depression, feelings, girlfriend, grief, i miss you, love,

Post Mortem

Post Mortem by David Lustrup 2011

Here I lay....dead
Icy ,black, thick blood, motionless in my veins
Yet i see from my eyes.
Numbness, this world of grey.

I hear the sound of birds wings--scratching, fluttering, playing in reverse.
I lay in rigor, the world goes by in scattered frames.
And the sound is out of sync.

Deafening silence. The icy chill in these bladed raindrops.
I feel them hit my naked lifeless body like anvils,
As I lie cold and dead in this freezing grave of your absence.

Poem Details | by Katelyn Parks |
Categories: absence, abuse, betrayal, death, depression, fear, feelings,

Loved at Points

I feel loved at points in my life
Sometimes I don't at all
I can be pushed around and yelled at daily
In the end, I always fall
I have never understood love
Or what it really meant
All I know is that love hurts
And that, I can't repent
I listen to my orders
I stand up straight and tall
Wishing someone would hear me
Knowing that I'm crying in the hall
Some days I just brush it off
Letting it all go
Being who I would like to be
But hiding in it all
I'm alone in my mind
But I know inside
I'm dying before your eyes

Poem Details | by robin davis |
Categories: anger, feelings, grief, judgement,

Watch your back with your attack

Someone needs to hold me back
Before I fully attack
The person in front of me
I can't believe what my eyes see
How could you be this very cruel
Acting like a vicious fool
Making a sweet stranger cry
I'm just going to ask why
You think this kind of meanness can
Not offend your fellow man
Calling them names inappropriate
That doesn't seem to even fit
Who they are or where they're from
Quit acting so rude and dumb
Just remember we're all human
You need to stop, get a clue and
Be nicer to those around
Or one day you will be found
With bad marks from someone who
Can't take what you put them through

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 11th grade, 12th grade, age, anxiety, death, feelings, imagery,

Designated Driver


Old age often feels like a waiting game, for life's end is stealthily approaching. And your allotted years have lost their flame, now that the shadow of death's encroaching. You start looking back rather than ahead, memories outweigh thoughts of tomorrow. And hope feels like an unraveling thread as your past evokes envy and sorrow. Strangely enough, you don't feel old inside, but every day, time keeps ticking away. And unruly teens are hard to abide for youngsters ignore what wizened tongues say. When hope is life's designated driver, crashes oft devastate the survivor. (Sonnet) 9/22/2018

Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: death, feelings, funeral, self,

I Would Like My Funeral Now

I would like my funeral now, before I die.
Pallbearers unnecessary, but I would like a blue sky.
I will bring the food, the people, and I will rent the hall.
Grave service unnecessary, too bleak and all.

I would like my funeral now if you please.
It is a gorgeous day, and there is a beautiful breeze.
Family unnecessary, I will bring my own kinds of friends.
Only positive speeches, approved by my bestie, Dog Mends.

Do not try to put anything past that fat cat.
She will not be bothered, or care where I am at.
I would like my funeral now, this very sweet day.
I want to listen and approve what you say.



Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade, 9th grade, angst, anxiety, emotions, feelings,

The Veil Of Death


Buffed out with time's fine emery Alzheimer's stole your memory. And you sit in your chair and gaze lost in a perpetual haze. There is little left but a shell you're not in pain, but don't look well. And when I touch you, you pull back as if fending off an attack. How horrible to be confined especially trapped in one's mind. And though I wish it weren't so, love only adds to my sorrow. This is something we will work through for I'll never abandon you. And when you breathe your final breath smile at me, through the veil of death. (Kyrielle) 03/12/2020

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade, angst, death, feelings, how i feel, spiritual,

Death's Cowl


death’s cowl shadows the soul's release rising up to meet its maker as all mortal ties to life cease birth gets counterbalanced by death for we must experience both life's first breath and death's final breath grief wears a veil of mournful tears worn to soften reality, woven out of sadness and fears death cannot exist without birth life cannot evolve without death both fuel diversity on Earth death's a natural progression life can never be forever and souls accept this concession tears of grief and celebration shed in memory of the dead acknowledge the soul's salvation (Tercets) 10-12-2020