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mjroco
25/F/Mount Gambier, South Aust I am MJ I enjoy Bookz, Writing, Photoz, Gamez, Artz, & Guitarz. Australia
Here I was at a crossroads, Four directions to move towards, But four directions I wanted to move back from, Should I? Shall I? I had dreams back black clouds loomed over them, Failure seemed to be advancing towards me, Like a bull, I held the red rag, I stood in my own way, I was bringing myself down, I had to try to move out of the way of the angry bull, Charging down where I stood, So I chose an option at the crossroads, So I could live, Survive, But most importantly just so I could try.
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Jun 9, 2022
Jun 9, 2022 at 6:01 AM UTC
Shall I?
I give it for free it doesn't cost me, I give a smile, I give a listening ear, I hear other people's fears I give some caring, I share some learning, It doesn't cost me, I gain, I build up my knowledge, My understanding, I plus, I don't minus, When I give for free, Whats on offer, I find there is more to gain.
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Jun 2, 2022
Jun 2, 2022 at 8:34 AM UTC
Give For Free It Doesn't Cost Me
I lost the losers, I healed from those bruisers, I outran those pursuers, I won you, I dodged the bad luck, I jumped over the hurdles, I smashed through those barriers, I won you, I turned my back on those who turned from me, I stepped up to my attackers, Looked into the eyes of my abusers, I won you, I lost myself in drugs and alcohol, I cried through my tears, I sobered myself, I have been clean for some years, I won you, I laughed at bad jokes, Avoided the smoke, I treated myself better, I won you.
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Jun 2, 2022
Jun 2, 2022 at 8:02 AM UTC
I won you
If love is a game, I played it If love was, To find fame, I became famous, If love is a gift, I gave it, If love is something to give a miss, I miss it, If love is an embrace, Let me stay held within it, If love is in you, Then love is in me too.
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Jun 2, 2022
Jun 2, 2022 at 7:56 AM UTC
Love Was A Game I Played It
You're upon my cloud, It isn't allowed, So walk of my cloud nine, Seek what you cannot find, Wine and dine, How divine to be, A seeker, But never rest upon my clouded dreams.
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Jun 2, 2022
Jun 2, 2022 at 7:49 AM UTC
Cloud
I said I am a sinner, He assumed I said I was a singer, But no I am a sinner, I fell into your eyes, I folded into your arms, I looked up into the stars and dreamed, He can't tell where he ended, Or where I began it seems, He said we are two pieces of material, Sewn seam to seam, I said I can't help but agree, I told him I was a sinner, But he didn't hear me, I told him I never murdered anybody, I have only wanted enough cash to live, I never envied my best friend, Even when she did, I only ever stole when I was a child, And returned it right then and there, I am not boastful, I am a giver, But I take sometimes, Here or there, Then he said why are you sinful? And I told him because I wanted to love him, He admitted clearly to me, He felt the same, And we should be married at once.
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Jun 2, 2022
Jun 2, 2022 at 7:48 AM UTC
Sinner
My Mr, I am his Miss, I like it when he gives me a kiss, My Miss, I am her Mr, I like it when she is a giver, We seem to be just divine, Hopefulness is so entwined, My Mr, I am his Miss, I like it when he picks up his dish, My Miss, I am her Mr, I like it when I go and fish.
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Jun 2, 2022
Jun 2, 2022 at 7:44 AM UTC
My Mr Miss
If I could do it over would I? If I could take back each conversation we shared, Every stare. Every glare, Would I? If I take back every kiss, Would I? Every embrace should I? I wouldn't rewind a moment, I wouldn't undo a stitch, Because I give this everything I had to gave, And don't wish to take back any of it.
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May 31, 2022
May 31, 2022 at 12:04 AM UTC
If I could do-over
How I wished to count your fingers, Your tiny toes, How I wished to kiss your darling little nose, How I wish to breathe in your scent, You beautiful little child, A God sent, How I wish to whisper your name, Your fingers round mine, How I wished to tickle your feet, And hear your laughter, How divine.
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May 31, 2022
May 31, 2022 at 12:02 AM UTC
Fingers & Toes
Dear baby, I wondered if the strands of your hair would be black or brown, How when your locks fell out they would be scattered upon the ground like confetti, How I wish I knew, If your hair would be curly or straight, I wish I knew if it was soft, delicate and scented of you.
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May 31, 2022
May 31, 2022 at 12:02 AM UTC
Your Hair