donna-barron
American
I have been writing basically for myself thinking that my poems were not that good, so I just kept them to myself. But now I found a place for them among the many of you. Thank you for that. I feel privileged to write among all of you and share my thoughts along with yours. It's good to know that my poems are appreciated.
It must be love
because i can't stop thinking about you
is it love, it must be
because all i want is to be with you
is it love, it must be
because i can't control the way i feel about you
is it love, it must be
because i catch myself in a daydream of you
is it love, it must be
because those dreams of you seem so real to be true
is it love, it must be
because i can't seem to forget about you when i need too
is it love, it must be
because all i want is to hear is your voice again speak those sweet secrets we share
is it love, it must be
because all i want is to forget you
is it love, it must be
because i know you have forgotten me
is it love, it must be
because you made it clear you don't want me
is it love, it must not really be
Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 2:22 PM UTC
I take my first breath
I am alive
I am still breathing
I am still living
I am alive
Through my veins blood is flowing
My heart still beating
I am alive
My eyes wide open
My life begins to happen
I am alive
My senses growing
My mind ever knowing
I am alive
My body still yearning
My soul on fire forever burning
I am alive
I can touch you
Reach out and touch me
I am alive
You can hold me
I can feel the warmth of your body
I am alive
My grey eyes are gone
The way I was is done
Because I am Alive.
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 11:37 PM UTC
A second chance to a friend
I can’t seem to get my mind to stop from thinking about you
What are you doing
Are you happy
I go through the day and all of the sudden I catch myself and I see you in my minds eye
I see your smile and think of the day when we were together side by side
The times we had the jokes and the laughs we shared
The sweet secrets for you and I only to share
The way I remember feeling when I heard your voice for the first time
I wish I could hear the sweet sound of your voice again just once more
I wish I could have a second a third a forever chance to a friend
If I had the chance to do it again I would in an instant no mater what
Because I just can’t seem to forget you no matter how hard I try
What good is it to remember a dream if you are no longer in it
How can I keep myself from falling
The emptiness is becoming unbearable
The not knowing is agonizing
I try to go on, trying to block out the memory of you
I am not strong enough it’s so hard to do
Or better yet I don’t want to forget you I can’t
For if I forget you I forget myself and who I want to be
I am reaching out for a second chance to a friend
In the end the choice is really up to you
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 11:17 PM UTC
Holding to a beautiful moment
We lock eyes and there we go deep into a secret sweet bliss.
Then we share a simple yet meaningful kiss.
The beat of my heart is beating so fast.
I am afraid this feeling will not last.
My heart is burning on fire.
With every beat I am flying higher.
Your smile takes my breath away.
It always leaves me in such disarray.
We begin to slip away into the unknown.
To each other our feelings are shown.
We stand there our hands touching ever so slightly.
Then they begin to intertwine ever so tightly.
As we have one thing on our mind, no worries; no cares.
To be in the moment to breathe in the time we share.
Our bodies lean into each other.
We begin to merge as one, together.
As we grasp one another ever so tight.
Holding on as to not let go, holding with all our might.
Minute by minute we are suspended in time.
Together we stand there as one, we become so sublime.
We whisper sweet secrets for only each other to hear.
As we struggle to control the emotions we fear.
With nothing in our way.
This beautiful moment becomes and eternity for a day.
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
Once upon a time there was a girl
She was so free and had such beauty and longing to grow
Now like a wolf in sheep’s clothing she walks among us
She is hiding trying to disguise herself as one of us
Hiding from the filthy ugly lies she has lived
She was led down a path of her own doing
Led astray and down the wrong way
Love turned her eye blind, the truth hidden behind the broken promises
Now she faces the wolf as it is crawling and scratching its way out day by day
When did her beauty fade?
When did her eyes become so grey?
How did she get so blinded?
Where did she go astray?
The questions linger unanswered for the wolf inside her has nothing to say
And then she faces the mirror to see the reflection of the wolf within her
She says I am you and you are me we are one in the same
With her arms opened wide there is nowhere for her to hide
She is waiting to be set free
Waiting for that one arrow straight to the heart
Free her from the pain the lies the strain of her ugly life of lies
She no longer knows who she is without you
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 11:11 PM UTC
Possessed
What if you wanted something so powerful that you had to make a choice between good and evil in order to obtain it?
What if this evil took you as it’s own and you become owned by it.
You try to move and talk but every move you make and every breath you take along with every word you try to speak is not of your own doing.
For you are now not the controller of your own body, and mind, your every thought your every movement of your limbs is controlled by the entity within you.
As you look into the mirror there you stare deep within it.
So deep that you can see the things it makes you do.
You hear the disgusting defile things that spit out from your lips.
You watch an empty shell become it’s puppet doing with you as it desires doing the will of evil.
Is this the life you wanted the power you thought you were going to have.
No control, no mind of your own.
Why did I choose this you ask yourself.
Then you realize you are trapped within this evil with no way out.
No one can help you no one can see you are not yourself anymore your friends your family no longer recognize you.
They stare at you like a stranger. And you as you sub come to the evil.
You began to scream for their help, no hears you.
Why would you make a choice to have power you cannot control.
When you open the door to evil you become the controlled it becomes the controller.
You become a shell of a being watching while it dose what it wants with you.
While it makes you say and do things beyond your control.
Be careful sometimes what you wish for, does come true!
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 12:29 AM UTC
I AM ALONE
I AM ALONE NOW TOTALLY ON MY OWN
IN REALITY I ALWAYS WAS EVEN IF IT WASN'T KNOWN
I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN SEPARATE FROM HIM
HE LIVED HIS LIFE HIS WAY ON A WHIM
I AM SCARED AND AFRAID THAT I MIGHT FAIL
THE FEAR ITSELF BEGINS TO MAKE ME FRAIL
REALIZING NOW THAT MY PAST HAS MADE ME
HOPING TO CHANGE IT INTO A FUTURE I WANT TO SEE
I TURNED INTO SOMEONE I DON’T KNOW
THE PROCESS OF CHANGE WILL BE FOREVER SLOW
CAN I BEGAN TO GET BACK THAT PERSON I ONCE KNEW
THE PERSON WHO I TRULY WANT TO BREAK THROUGH
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 12:04 AM UTC
Where is this road leading me?
There’s no fork in the road
There’s no left or right turns in the road
It’s just seem to be forever going into the unknowing.
I can’t see the end, is that good or is that bad.
There’s no light at the end of this long tunnel.
It’s dark its deep it’s narrowing closer upon me
Squeezing the life out of me
Is the end near will it ever appear?
I fear the end and what’s at the end and how near it really is.
What makes the fear?
Why does it make me stay where I don’t want to be
I see the door but I can’t seem to pull it open
I can’t seem to walk right through and out the other side, Why?
There is nothing here for me any more.
He sees right through me I am invisible.
The past I had with him disappeared along with all his memory of me.
I just want to be free from it all..
Free from the pain.
Free from the hurt.
Free from the worry.
Free from the lies.
Free from this bad dream I seem to be in.
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 12:03 AM UTC
What she wants?
She wants a touch of a soft hand,
To feel alive to feel the warmth inside.
She wants to dream, and see that dreams do come true,
To believe in something new.
She wants to forget the past,
To release herself from the lies,
To totally be free once and for all.
She wants to hear the beating of her heart,
Beating fueled by the touch of your hand.
She wants to have you all to herself,
To hold you to caress you,
To lean on you and trust you.
All she wants out of life is true unconditional love,
Without a thought do you want to love her back.
She wants to know that you are there,
By her side through the hardest of times,
Through her darkest of days.
She wants to feel safe in your arms,
Like there’s no tomorrow,
Like she’s living in the dream,
Shared only by the two of you.
All she ever wanted is to be with you!
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 12:00 AM UTC
The crow he sits there on a wire, high in the sky and awaits; waits for me.
Waiting for my life to take; waiting for the last breath I make.
He sits there on the wire high; black as night, black as coal.
With his wings on fire he’s ready to take flight, waiting to claim my soul.
He sits there every day watching and waiting with he’s cries of sorrow.
As for him he must wait another day while this one becomes the morrow.
(Here’s the Gap)(Maybe someone can help me fill this gap)
As my life turns bitter cold he flies right through me as I turn hollow.
He calls the many for them to come, they swarm.
They gather together a flock of one feather.
As one they cover me with their cold black wings spread wide open.
Pulling me deep within the darkness inside them my life they swallow.
With the white light of day, it finally forever in my eyes of grey begins to fade.
Only to take me away, to the place of no return and decay.
On the wings of the crow I am flying.
Down below me I see eternity gazing back at me.
How can I escape these dark wings that bind me?
I began to absorb the womb within I am in.
As I am being carried off to this new flight of mine.
The crow takes me, carries me away, holding me; binding me.
Until that last breath in me is taken.
My life, my soul has been mistaken.
My life slowly is passing before me who am I?
As I gaze into the dark sky I get no answer from the other side.
Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 11:58 PM UTC