So what if my heart got broken I would just fall in love again So what if I fail this time I would just try again next time As far as my heart’s still beating I know there is hope in living So what if it’s not working today I will regroup and try…
Tag: poetry
I Was Wrong
He’s good with Kids That’s the first thing I noticed He never looked more handsome, Than when he spoke about what he loved I could feel the power in his passion I could feel the depth in him He’s perfect I was wrong When people ask me why I stay All they see is…
Let mother sing
Let me tell you a secret See, my mother loves to sing She sings songs that move her She sings blues that soothes her She sings ballads that please her Let my mother sing a song Sing to me, sing me lullabies Her sweet voice that lulls me to sleep One that is familiar…
Spring
Dry ice melts as sun hits Snow slush instead of pellets Tree buds and stray flowers Fill the street with colors Spring is near Winter coats and leather jackets Tucked and folded in the back of closets Out with the boots in, with the mules Time for barbecues and sunshades Spring is here
Finding directions
I feel I’m at my prime I’m about to be a butterfly But I need a sense of purpose I want to live responsibly But I need directions So I ask I ask papa after lunch My Papa looks at me squarely You must never forget Stick to school and books You can…
Bonnie’s Clyde
Rosebuds and lilies, pink and sweet willies. I love sweets, but I hate that they give cavities . they remind me of roses. I am a rose; painfully beautiful and elegant. Flowers aren’t the only things I love, I love butterflies; the kind you get from eros, the ‘tickely” feeling you get from love. It…
Different faces
Love comes in different faces It’s not always steamy and spontaneous Combustible and passionate It could be consideration and giving It could be in respect and restraint Love comes in different faces Sometimes bearing gifts Sometimes in words and action Sometimes in heart-aching decisions Bearing discipline and punishment Love comes in different faces…
Servitude
Aren’t we all slaves to something Slaves to money and power Slaves to time and deadlines Slaves to heart-stopping passion Slaves to lust and sex Bound by love and affection By duty and obligations By the temptation of more By morality and self-righteousness Confined by society’s status quo See time never waits, never stops So…
Just a woman
I’m just a woman, only a woman Trying to live each day as it comes Trying to be happy and fulfilled Not looking for any trouble Just trying to love and be loved But I have eyes that see And ears that hear Bad things happening that shouldn’t I’m just a woman, only a…
