My Poetry
All poetry is owned and written by Christina Hansen. Please do not copy any part of these pages.
Being Left Behind
You are moving on and I'm
Being left behind.
My days are long and monotonous.
Seconds passing like months.
Life is leaving me behind.
I'm in a windowless cell -
Wanting to know what is on the outside;
Needing to know;
Striving to know.
Like a Jew in a Nazi Concentration camp,
Clawing at my concrete confines with my bare hands;
Knowing that if I don't escape from this torment,
I will never be free.
I will never see the light beyond my concrete hell.
Those who are free just walk by with ignorant expressions,
Trying not to notice my strife -
Knowing yet not wanting to believe;
Wanting to help yet afraid:
Afraid of losing their freedom to my imprisonment.
They are afraid:
Afraid of . . .
Being left behind.
              - Christina Rene Cascos (August 29, 1994)
True Love Found

I heard the words in my head,
But I did not see them.
They sound like the truth,
Yet I can not see them.
False love was spoken,
But never seen.
We did nothing,
It ended.

Then you said the words,
heard in my head,
And I did see them.
The truth was shown,
For I saw it.
True love was spoken,
And always seen.
We did everything,
It grew.

           - C R C
I Saw Him Today
I saw him today
When, in my moment of dispair
He came to my rescue
With a heart full of care

I did not expect it
I did not ask why
But when I saw him
I began to cry

That one thoughful act
Really made me see
He is there
Someone loves me

             - CRC (September 12, 1994)
The One
The One
Never thought I'd find him
Took a RISK
Talked to him
         - Did he hear?
Listened for him
         - Did he speak?
Found him
         - Did he find me?
Perfect for each other
Meant to be
Fate?     NO!     God!
Happiness is mine
He is the one
Marriage?   Children?
Together forever?
I can pray
I love him with my entire soul
Together forever? YES!

             - CRC (November, 1993)
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