Jan 12

To the woman whom I love
To the woman who doesn't sleep
all night when you're sick
because she's worried

The woman I needed the most
The woman I can always count on
The woman who's too overprotective
The woman who we find annoying for being strict

You may be annoying sometimes
still i love you
You sacrifice so much for us to achieve what we want
and look at us, contented, happy and proud

The woman who will spoil us when it comes to food
When she laughs it feels so good
To the woman who will cry with us when we're in so much pain
To the woman whom i wish forever will stay

I am forever thankful to have you
God knows how much I love you
I'm proud to have you as my Mother
thank you for everything

I may not the kind of daughter you wished I would be
but just wait a little longer
I will make you proud, just wait and see

happy birthday mom! i love you
#mom   #forever   #thankful   #loveyou  
Jan 12

my us, my you,
and blinding
just to close eyes
in such a smile

your words, your warmth
laid down around me
like garlands,
succulent, fragrant
and close.

my universe, our universe
worse for wear--
the constellations
or snap with tension
and the entropy
threatens to make
every galaxy
ebb like fading bruises

but my stars,
my lovely stars --
still resplendent
behind clouds and eclipses
always shine through in the end.
and yet I'd be haunted
by all the hidden emptiness
if that weren't so dark
and if you
weren't so brilliant
and so bright

So even if
the world shatters
a thousand constellations
I pray the lines
between us will never cease to be
because one beautiful star
can give the light
of a million dull ones
and you'll never
look faded to me.

I don't have a lot of friends but I really do love the ones that I do have.

If a tree fell in the woods and spoke to me – I wonder if the words will mimic the ones printed in the books it turns into,
or if the wisdom will be reminiscent of its number of rings,
I lost count at 23 –
The age you were when you wanted to tie the other end of the rope around the braches,
you saw them reaching out to the sky,
a serendipitous commonplace in your eyes,
well I’m thankful that the tree came down with the storm and that you found your footing among the leaves.
                                               Believe me when I say --
That I never meant to tell you to speak out of my own need to make my life better than it should be,
I just wanted to make it okay--
To let you tell the truth instead of telling only what you thought you wanted me to hear you say.
                                                  You were afraid --
That the thoughts in your head and the rings in your trees made you unfit for this world,
and that the city’s ambience would always drown out the gusts of wind at the shores of Walden.
That no distance to run would take you far enough away to find ears to hear of your suffering,
I promise that I’ve never been more pleased to say you’re wrong.

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home isn't just a four letter word
it isn't just a house or a place
with rooms and walls and boards

home is so much more

it's seeing your sister sleeping
soundly on the couch
next to the snoring dog

it's looking at old pictures
laughing about that one time
with your family by your side

it's the look your parents
give each other across the kitchen
like they've just fallen in love for the first time

it's sitting down for dinner
and smiling at each other across the table
thinking that life couldn't get any simpler

it's holding the ones you love
so tight they might break
for fear that home will lose its true meaning

home has many faces
not just simply words or places
home is full of endless love

feeling pretty thankful for my family and my home tonight.
#love   #poetry   #words   #life   #home   #rhyme   #family   #house   #thankful  

He understood me.
Just like that.

All my life I never expect anyone
to understand me even a single bit
Not once.
Not ever.
Not a single soul ever did.

And I was fine with it.
I did not mind.
I was used to being misunderstood.
Every day, every week, every time.
No one ever understands, and that was expected.

But he came when I least anticipated it
And he understood me.

I don't know how he did it,
But he did.

#love   #poetry   #sad   #life   #him   #he   #brokenheart   #meaning   #thankful   #notgoodenough  

You came to my life
And taught me a lot of things.
You inspired me
Beyond what could have been.

You were the storm
That changed my calm skyline.
You were the sun
That lit up my dark world.
You were the fire
That burned my worries away.
You were the catalyst
That propelled me forward.

You gave me everything I needed
To grow, to prosper, to be better
Than I used to be.

You gave me so much meaning to my life
But I can't give anything to you in return.
And I'm so, so sorry
That there's nothing I can give
To be able to return what you've given me,
To be able to mark your heart,
To make you remember me,
Like how I will always remember you, 'till my hair turns grey.

#love   #poetry   #sad   #life   #him   #he   #brokenheart   #meaning   #thankful   #notgoodenough  
Damian Murphy
Damian Murphy
Dec 28, 2016

Like the moon and the stars
My friends and family
Do in my darkest hours
Shine much brighter for me.
Each a glimmer of hope
In the darkness I see,
I know not could I cope
Were they not there for me.

#friends   #life   #hope   #thoughts   #darkness   #you   #family   #gratitude   #light   #thankful  
Alice R-P
Alice R-P
Dec 27, 2016

Everyone I love
is here with me
there is no one to miss.

#love   #peace   #happy   #joy   #calm   #thankful   #glad  
Mariel Ramirez
Mariel Ramirez
Dec 25, 2016

all i know of debt
is that my sins have
been paid for

and guilt
is a heavy burden

when i look
at my empty hands,
i do not know
what to give back

when i look
at the world, i marvel
at the magnitude
of what i owe

so much so
that i kneel

before you
and forget
how to stand

Temporal Fugue
Temporal Fugue
Dec 21, 2016

Sitting back with a cup of hot cider
on a day spent merry making
taking presents to the old folk home
delivering hand made baking

Decorating trees in the neighborhood
tinsel and some decorations
perusing all the lights on houses
families taking their vacations

This time of year reminds me
family and friends so true and brave
so thankful for the holiday season
as not yet, in my grave

I know, kinda morbid, but thankful none the less :D
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