Poems, Poetry


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Fathers are special,
They try really hard,
To piece up the puzzles
Of our hearts.

Mothers are selfless,
Honest and kind,
When it comes to our hearts
The pieces they try to find
Aren’t there.

Brothers are caring,
More than you’d think.
But about our hearts,
They’re on the brink.

Sisters are there,
Until the end.
Our hearts; they handle with care,
They’ll never break or bend.

Family is important,
More than you know.
So cherish the memories,
And never let go.

This post was submitted by Rachel Marie <x3.

Like an animal

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I used live in a sweet dream,
But I woke up into a nightmare reality,
I feel like an hurt animal,
Don’t let anyone get close to me – I trust no one,
I feel lonely, but I’m not alone while being alone,
The only one who can take care of me is the reflection of myself in the puddle,
There is no way back, I must stand headed up on the ground,
I must keep walking but all I have is a memory of you,
I turn back to see you, and your coolness is freezing my heart,
That makes me nervous like a beast,
The anger keeps rejecting you from my memory,
I convince myself that I don’t know you,
I don’t want to remember how I was so high in the sky when the storm got close and the lighting got through my heart,
I was in abyss but I scrambled out from there,
Now I found a safe place in someone’s heart…

This post was submitted by Crazy Viking.

3 lil words

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There are three lil words that are hard to say
whenever we’re together the words just float away,
you see i find it difficult to tell you that
its true, this statement is a fact.
i want to tell you so you could know
but i think you see it, because it always show.
your butterfly kisses just make me smile,
and at times i wonder n ask myself why?
why didn’t i say those three lil words…
but now i have the chance to do what I’ve always wanted to do
to say these three lil words are I love you!

This post was submitted by Vanessa Bowman.

Don’t hit me

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And I’m married to a disease that won’t leave us at ease
It’s just a problem left inside my head
If it wasn’t there, you’d be instead.
I go by his word; directing things aimlessly
Doctors told mommy they don’t know what’s wrong
Other kids at school call me a freak
She used to tell me that I just need to be strong
But it’s hard for her to speak since daddy beat her weak
I visit mommy everyday, she always tells me to be strong
Doctors suck the blood from every vein in me,
Daddy beats every breath out of the rest
The voice in my head tells me to believe mommy
And mommy tells me to be brave
Doctors tell daddy I’m worthless
Daddy listens, daddy tells me to shut up
I beg daddy on my knees, don’t let me end up like
Mommy please; daddy doesn’t care, daddy does what
He wants; daddy drove me to somewhere dark;
Then he buried me on top of mommies’ decease

This post was submitted by Sarah Weber.

Angel in Heaven

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Angel in Heaven,
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
If you can,
Please come and help me.

I need you here
I’m scared
You don’t have to do much,
I just need you to be near.
You don’t have to save me,
Just stay close.

I need your comfort,
I need soothing words.
I want to cry to you,
I want you to save me.
But that’s being selfish,
And I just want you near me.

Angel in Heaven,
Did you hear my prayer?
Did you decide already?

Angel in Heaven,
Even though I’m hurt,
I’ll still wait for you.
Even though I’m scared,
I’ll keep holding on.
Even if you don’t come,
I’ll never give up hope.

Angel in Heaven,
Thank you for trying.
Thank you for listening.
Thank you for everything you’ve done for me.
But it’s my time to go.
Thank you for my life,
And thank you for being there.

Angel in Heaven,
I have some great news!
I no longer have cuts or bruises,
I no longer have scars.
All I have now are,
A plain white dress,
A beautiful pair of wings,
And a smile on my face.

Angel in Heaven,
You taught me so much.
You gave me my freedom
And you gave me love.
Thank you Angel and everyone else too.
But the one I should really be thankful to,
Is you.

I’m going to help people
Just as you helped me.
I’m going to give hope
To those who need me.

You’ve given me my happiness…

Thank you Angel.

This post was submitted by Mia S..

Online dating

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Our photos we post
with no intention to boast.

You’re thinking she looks fine,
and I am thinking will he be mine?

I can’t help but wonder,
is he a man vain enough to use Rogaine?
Or will he cause me hurt and pain?

And so we begin to exchange words,
and divulge our biggest dream.
When I meet him will I scream?

His printed words are great and
I can hardly wait for him to make a date.

The words become intense
And I begin to feel the suspense.

I begin to wonder what will I wear,
and will we actually become a pair?

Wouldn’t it be awful if he weren’t really there?

All I am searching for is contentment
and for neither of us to feel disappointment
or resentment.

And so, my final line has come to me.
Could it be that the man on my screen will be part of my destiny?

This post was submitted by Sylvia Hoeree.

Boy of mine

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He came to me a miracle
This little boy of mine
Bless me with a boy, I prayed
I knew he’d come in time

But as I carried this child
From month one, through to nine
Something didn’t feel right
And it played on my mind

Physically I’m feeling fine
Emotions not so nice
Maternal instinct spoke to me
My son would come at a price

Overdue with complications
A cesarean was performed
It’s true, I got my boy
At the time, he seemed the ‘norm’

Six months, he cannot speak
Twelve months, he cannot walk
Is this the price I am to pay
In shock, I cannot talk

From one test to another
In hospital every month
Trying to find some answers
And peace of mind for once

Someone please just tell me
What’s wrong with my boy
Give me the diagnosis
Or do I jump for joy

After much research and testing
It’s down to family history
And thanks to my dear father
It’s no longer a mystery

So my son’s disability
Was passed down through the genes
It’s good to finally breathe again
And know what all this means

Hannah-Allan-Herndon syndrome
That’s the name they’ve used
Because it’s in our history
No more am I confused

We can now move on with life
Take one day at a time
Being grateful for a miracle
This little boy of mine.

This post was submitted by Jennine(Delilah).

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