My Poetry



I love to write, it's how I deal with the problems in my life. But I never let anyone read my work. I need to get over my fear, and this is my way of doing that. Please read my poetry and tell me what you think. Thank you.



Letting Go
If love burns bright but still takes flight,
have no fear hold patience tight.
For if it is true and meant to be
then love will someday return to thee.


Escape
I wish that I had somewhere to go,
but for me there is no haven.
I love the ones that do me harm,
and I know that they can't see when they hurt me.
I blame no one, least of all any of them.
It's not their fault that they're blind to my pain.
They don't wish to see me cry,
And I'll die before I let them.
I'd rather hide the pain they cause
then for an instant let them know they hurt me.


Even As
Even as you're reading this,
A mother sits and sews.
Even as you're reading this,
My love for you still grows.
Even as you're reading this,
Two lovers say, "I do".
And even as you're reading this,
I find more love for you.
Even as you're reading this,
Two lovers say, "Goodbye".
But even as you're reading this,
Know my love shall never die.


Inside of Me
I want to cry,
I can feel the tears inside,
But for some insane reason,
They all chose to hide.
I want to scream,
I just want to shout,
And I don't understand
Why I can't let it out.
There is no escape from how I feel,
All these emotions are so unreal.
Perhaps one day I shall find that one soul,
Who will understand me, and make me whole.


Who Am I
It is true, I am no dainty flower,
whose petals are lovely yet weak.
But also I am not stone,
to be thrown about without remorse.
I am not bird, nor fish,
nor any other creature made to perfection.
I am human, flawed and sinful.
I cannot help to be, as I cannot help to breathe.
It is my curse to bear and my gift to the world.


Faith
As long as one person has faith in its
And truly believes without any doubts,
Then it, whatever it may be, does exist,
If only for the believer to see.


Longing
For as long as I can remember living, I can remember longing
For time to pass, for time to still, for time to stop all together
I've spent so much time longing I fear I've forgotten how to live
If I were a few years younger, I would wish for my prince to save me
But now I don't wish at all, I merely wait
For what I cannot hope to know, perhaps my prince will come, perhaps instead the darkness
The darkness; I use to be so afraid, but now I almose welcome it
Almost, I am not lost yet, hope is still within me
But I fear it too will leave me and then I shall truly be alone
So I hide my hope away, buried so far within even I have trouble finding it
And I long for a time when I will have to long no more
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