marthaan - Hello Poetry

My words are dying they lie lifeless Upon my tongue, A heavy weight jars my Jaw open, Nouns, Consonants, Letters & words leave a Decomposing taste in my mouth, My throat is slowly Clogged, From the dead words slipping Down my throat Suffocating. Drowning. Silence. As the words clog out the sound They once flew with wings upon The air, heard no more My words have died They lie dead on my breath No longer heard with sound

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marthaan

Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 12:00 PM UTC

poetic-t

Words Die In My Mouth

My words are dying they lie lifeless Upon my tongue, A heavy weight jars my Jaw open, Nouns, Consonants, Letters & words leave a Decomposing taste in my mouth, My throat is slowly Clogged, From the dead words slipping Down my throat Suffocating. Drowning. Silence. As the words clog out the sound They once flew with wings upon The air, heard no more My words have died They lie dead on my breath No longer heard with sound

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As we bow our heads.. In the shades right beneath.. Your family and friends.. Under this lonely oak tree.. We try to understand.. How a person can be.. Part of our lives yesterday,.. And today a memory.. As we close our eyes.. We all begin to see.. All these happy moments.. Tears drop from our cheeks.. We hold each other tight.. As we wish you the best.. You walk towards the light.. As we lay you to rest.. You're in a better place,.. And until we meet again.. Your memory will live on.. As we say goodbye to a friend...

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marthaan

Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 1:18 AM UTC

dreamreamer

"Goodbye to a Friend"

As we bow our heads.. In the shades right beneath.. Your family and friends.. Under this lonely oak tree.. We try to understand.. How a person can be.. Part of our lives yesterday,.. And today a memory.. As we close our eyes.. We all begin to see.. All these happy moments.. Tears drop from our cheeks.. We hold each other tight.. As we wish you the best.. You walk towards the light.. As we lay you to rest.. You're in a better place,.. And until we meet again.. Your memory will live on.. As we say goodbye to a friend...

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10 years ago and today: there is an empty space at some table non-given advices or hugs dwell in the could have been Knots of silences forms in the throats of those as they remember the names, the moments Soothing memories are shadowed by the present pain We promised not to forget. Even if desired, is impossible, When your disappearance has impacted so many, even if they didn’t know you Even if they can only imagine who you were among the thousands of faces lost forever that day, They can imagine you were someone’s daughter, or son Someone’s father or mother, Someone’s grandfather or grandmother, Someone’s brother or sister, Someone’s uncle or aunt, Someone’s friend or significant other They can only imagine you, as a figure fallen within the statistics HOWEVER, they cannot feel what some of us felt In the agony of resignation, slowly accepting the crude fact As the days went by, as we held the thinnest of hope alive In the unconscious human belief (it can’t be happening to us) And the eternal minutes of waiting for a phone call, turned into hours and the visits to strangers in hospitals hoping to see a familiar face And the dreaded visit that confirmed our biggest fear To hear a five year old said “I’m mad at god” because he took you away Some of us saw our sanity crumble As the reality presented itself Slowly digesting it during the holidays, Our birthdays, Your birthday, The births of those that you did not get to meet, Of those that find you strange in picture. The moments in which we imagine what you would have said The moments in which your memories comes interrupting the conversations and creating the eternal silence… We may never forget, but we are still learning to live without you Love you always

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Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC

marthaan

Ten years ago and today

10 years ago and today: there is an empty space at some table non-given advices or hugs dwell in the could have been Knots of silences forms in the throats of those as they remember the names, the moments Soothing memories are shadowed by the present pain We promised not to forget. Even if desired, is impossible, When your disappearance has impacted so many, even if they didn’t know you Even if they can only imagine who you were among the thousands of faces lost forever that day, They can imagine you were someone’s daughter, or son Someone’s father or mother, Someone’s grandfather or grandmother, Someone’s brother or sister, Someone’s uncle or aunt, Someone’s friend or significant other They can only imagine you, as a figure fallen within the statistics HOWEVER, they cannot feel what some of us felt In the agony of resignation, slowly accepting the crude fact As the days went by, as we held the thinnest of hope alive In the unconscious human belief (it can’t be happening to us) And the eternal minutes of waiting for a phone call, turned into hours and the visits to strangers in hospitals hoping to see a familiar face And the dreaded visit that confirmed our biggest fear To hear a five year old said “I’m mad at god” because he took you away Some of us saw our sanity crumble As the reality presented itself Slowly digesting it during the holidays, Our birthdays, Your birthday, The births of those that you did not get to meet, Of those that find you strange in picture. The moments in which we imagine what you would have said The moments in which your memories comes interrupting the conversations and creating the eternal silence… We may never forget, but we are still learning to live without you Love you always

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Once upon a time I was your little girl I didn't know of heaven or cared about hell as I slept in your arms The resonance of your voice was sweeter than any lullaby as I slept in your arms... Once upon a time I used to look up to a giant, my doubts, my fears: inexistent Once upon a time turbulence did not dared to touch me as you held me tight to your warm What happened to my fairy tale land? I climbed a beanstalk to never return to you, I grew as you became little, Disappointment never failed to show, as I lost faith in you And you...you lost me ...I was your little girl once, everything was okay as long as you held my hands But, it was you who forgot the excitment of having a little girl, the joy of seeing me grow it was you, who missed... What do you hold dear now days? I honestly do not wish to know You took a magic eraser and erased your little girl, I still haven't found the magic that would make me return... Or the spell to bring back the man I barely knew...

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Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 1:06 AM UTC

marthaan

A long overdue letter to a silent ear...

Once upon a time I was your little girl I didn't know of heaven or cared about hell as I slept in your arms The resonance of your voice was sweeter than any lullaby as I slept in your arms... Once upon a time I used to look up to a giant, my doubts, my fears: inexistent Once upon a time turbulence did not dared to touch me as you held me tight to your warm What happened to my fairy tale land? I climbed a beanstalk to never return to you, I grew as you became little, Disappointment never failed to show, as I lost faith in you And you...you lost me ...I was your little girl once, everything was okay as long as you held my hands But, it was you who forgot the excitment of having a little girl, the joy of seeing me grow it was you, who missed... What do you hold dear now days? I honestly do not wish to know You took a magic eraser and erased your little girl, I still haven't found the magic that would make me return... Or the spell to bring back the man I barely knew...

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I feel selfish as I miss you, I was just a stranger made family due to life’s twist and turns I was there at the beginning of it all, your happiness I was there at the end of it all, your life I feel selfish as I miss you, In those sudden moments in which I wish I could give you a random call, hear your voice Even though we often spoke, those little conversations were precious and held me strong My partner in crime in the in-laws’ My circumstantial sister I’m still learning to learn that you are gone, never to return I feel selfish as I miss you, thinking of all the things that were left to do Feel guilty of my thoughts, crawling little critters that do not allow me to move on Memories that invade the heads, zigzagging in my brain In quiet nights, Bringing the good and the bad The joys and the pain ….they fail to bring you!!! I feel guilty when she misses you, and I can’t articulate the right things to say Build the words that will console her…deep inside, I also do not understand What’s there to do, as we sink in pain? Learning to continue living as some of us pass, Writing empty letters Saying empty words In an effort to heal.

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Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 1:00 AM UTC

marthaan

I feel selfish as I miss you

I feel selfish as I miss you, I was just a stranger made family due to life’s twist and turns I was there at the beginning of it all, your happiness I was there at the end of it all, your life I feel selfish as I miss you, In those sudden moments in which I wish I could give you a random call, hear your voice Even though we often spoke, those little conversations were precious and held me strong My partner in crime in the in-laws’ My circumstantial sister I’m still learning to learn that you are gone, never to return I feel selfish as I miss you, thinking of all the things that were left to do Feel guilty of my thoughts, crawling little critters that do not allow me to move on Memories that invade the heads, zigzagging in my brain In quiet nights, Bringing the good and the bad The joys and the pain ….they fail to bring you!!! I feel guilty when she misses you, and I can’t articulate the right things to say Build the words that will console her…deep inside, I also do not understand What’s there to do, as we sink in pain? Learning to continue living as some of us pass, Writing empty letters Saying empty words In an effort to heal.

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The child trapped within me, wonders She still does…her heart filled with curiosities about the world around her She still loves the smell of concrete after it rains The feeling of velvet, the sound of Velcro as it detach itself She is still intrigued about the intricate bends on an elderly face And finds herself dancing among strangers to the tunes on her head She still likes to feel the cold floor under her naked feet …and at times she allows a smile without reason to fly away The child trapped within me, still sings the songs she learned decades ago When innocence couldn't make sense out of the corrupted lyrics …she dares to invade my brain in search of herself and tries,oh how she tries to take ownership of absent things, that no longer belong to her The child within me doesn't understand It is time to disappear Lost among the day to day She cannot add the weight on the shoulders the creaking of the joints, the sleepless night of a busy head the tired feet rhythm-less arms that forgot how to fly, and now…now can only float guideless among thousands of face, hitting the shore lingering in an ocean of responsibilities drowning, my child, refuses to sink and resurfaces intrigued by a reflection of intricate lines Lost, I find her Hidden deep inside, she escapes at times To remind me of what life ought to be, …afraid my child, hides again.

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Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 12:52 AM UTC

marthaan

The child in me

The child trapped within me, wonders She still does…her heart filled with curiosities about the world around her She still loves the smell of concrete after it rains The feeling of velvet, the sound of Velcro as it detach itself She is still intrigued about the intricate bends on an elderly face And finds herself dancing among strangers to the tunes on her head She still likes to feel the cold floor under her naked feet …and at times she allows a smile without reason to fly away The child trapped within me, still sings the songs she learned decades ago When innocence couldn't make sense out of the corrupted lyrics …she dares to invade my brain in search of herself and tries,oh how she tries to take ownership of absent things, that no longer belong to her The child within me doesn't understand It is time to disappear Lost among the day to day She cannot add the weight on the shoulders the creaking of the joints, the sleepless night of a busy head the tired feet rhythm-less arms that forgot how to fly, and now…now can only float guideless among thousands of face, hitting the shore lingering in an ocean of responsibilities drowning, my child, refuses to sink and resurfaces intrigued by a reflection of intricate lines Lost, I find her Hidden deep inside, she escapes at times To remind me of what life ought to be, …afraid my child, hides again.

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