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tiffany-ann-martin
tiffany-ann-martin
Abilene,Texas Just looking for a creative outlet, a form of self expression.
I Want to be unforgettable. I want my name to be written in the stars. I want people to see me bleeding. I want them to remember my scars. I want to be remembered as a rebel with or without a cause. She was a child of the wind,she danced among the stars. She never met a stranger, she was warm like the sun. She was a luminary in her own right, She fought for freedom and sunlight. Never one to be held down. She was a fighter. She earned her crown . She was a mother and a daughter , and a best friend too. She will always be remembered, Delores we will always love you. Will you let life dictate to you how your story will go or will you take control? There is one life to live so take the chance. Delores would say live life to the fullest and let and let the devil dance.
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May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024 at 5:07 PM UTC
How do you want your story to be written?
The pain, a sorrow that builds in your chest. When your all tapped out and there is nothing left. Not wanting to admit the goal was not met. The hardest thing to do is to live with regret. Playing the scene over and over again in your mind. Hoping you will find a solution this time. It was not meant to be, that is how you settle it in your mind. An pray to God that peace will come with time. No more chances to get it right . The ship has sailed , Goodnight!
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May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024 at 4:37 PM UTC
When you live with regrets
The one that got away Frustrated and aggravated are the words I used today. Because this season I met Ms. The one that got away! With family's merging, this was to be a soiree In walks my husbands family and Ms. The one that got away! This is why you should RSVP ! So you will know who is coming! So, You will know who it will be! My husbands mother looked at me and smiled, she said Eva was here for a conference and she would be in town for awhile. She explained that her and Gabe were old friends and that they had dated each other since they were 10. An she wasn't sure why Eva didn't close the deal . The audacity of his mother bringing that up made me feel quite ill. My brother smacked me hard on the shoulder and said " ooh he has a type " Then Everyone looked at her, than at me, then my husband guided me up the stairs quickly, obviously I was not happy We have the same color hair, the same type of build, same eye color, it was getting quit weird. As I came back down I stop in my tracks to observe them together just to see how he acts. How he melted in a puddle evertime she said whatever my little girl ran up to her, thinking it was me . Her dad picked her up and placed her on his knee when I over heard Eva make such a remark this is what our future would have been like such a lively spark. just then I tripped over my dress I fell down the stairs I fell really hard and bumped my big head my husband looked embearessed, he turned and looked away. with tears welling up in my eyes, my husband asked if I was ok I over heard the conversation between you and ms. the one that got away he kissed my tears and he whispered please hear what I say inspite of your clumsiness I just couldn't walk away I would have been a fool to let you be the one that got away. So I looked pass him and I stuck out my tongue at you know who right away and I'll have to worry about my mother in law clenching her pearls some other day
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 11:56 PM UTC
The One That Got Away
The one that got away Frustrated and aggravated are the words I used today. Because this season I met Ms. The one that got away! With family's merging, this was to be a soiree In walks my husbands family and Ms. The one that got away! This is why you should RSVP ! So you will know who is coming! So, You will know who it will be! My husbands mother looked at me and smiled, she said Eva was here for a conference and she would be in town for awhile. She explained that her and Gabe were old friends and that they had dated each other since they were 10. An she wasn't sure why Eva didn't close the deal . The audacity of his mother bringing that up made me feel quite ill. My brother smacked me hard on the shoulder and said " ooh he has a type " Then Everyone looked at her, than at me, then my husband guided me up the stairs quickly, obviously I was not happy We have the same color hair, the same type of build, same eye color, it was getting quit weird. As I came back down I stop in my tracks to observe them together just to see how he acts. How he melted in a puddle evertime she said whatever my little girl ran up to her, thinking it was me . Her dad picked her up and placed her on his knee when I over heard Eva make such a remark this is what our future would have been like such a lively spark. just then I tripped over my dress I fell down the stairs I fell really hard and bumped my big head my husband looked embearessed, he turned and looked away. with tears welling up in my eyes, my husband asked if I was ok I over heard the conversation between you and ms. the one that got away he kissed my tears and he whispered please hear what I say inspite of your clumsiness I just couldn't walk away I would have been a fool to let you be the one that got away. So I looked pass him and I stuck out my tongue at you know who right away and I'll have to worry about my mother in law clenching her pearls some other day
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When the lie becomes the truth When the lie becomes the truth, in that moment are you living your true authentic you. In that moment you empowered yourself to reach and dream the impossible. You conquer mountain's, and you tamed lions, you walked slowly barefooted on the scorched earth. Let me atest, that person is actually you ! it's just the you that you never knew...
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 11:38 PM UTC
A Question
When you can't escape the silence of your mind! You turn to the robots   to fix the sublime ! One key will fit all that's what they say. They pat you on the back and say, it will be ok. Am I there worst nightmare? Someone they can not fix? So I reach deep Deep down in my bag of tricks. Im a different kind I see through bulls#$t walls of oppression, the counterfeit  Society, the feeling of suffocation. Who am I ? I am A  woman ! Sick of chasing the American dream ! lord knows I tried, but robots lie. The American dream is a dream   but it's a nightmare. A nightmare in disguise.
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
Millennial Defiance
They say that they See you But in reality, they don't know what the f*** to do with you! They say "bear your soul"   we will always be there.   But in reality no one gives a f*** or really  cares ! You scream out loud to get some type of reaction. Yet they mute your voice and give you a distraction . We are the NOW generation! We have been groomed to take over and question damnation. No longer will we accept the cookie cutter path. No longer will we accept  the things that are placed in our path. We will raise our voice ! We will hold up our hands ! We will make a difference! If you can't stand then lean on me. I'll be your rock I'll be your sanity. If you can't be in the light I'll sit with you in the dark. Together we are one we will share the same vein. We will change this world I promise you it will never be the same.
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
Soul Therapy
I was enough till it wasn't !
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Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 5:02 PM UTC
The Journey
there's no such thing as a uninjured soldier We all come back with some type of scar Whether it's physical are mental it's not always so obvious to see right where they are our job is not for the faint-hearted there were decisions that were made some stories would never be shared just know that history was changed while fancy speeches are given and politeness is practice those who are in power look to us to have an eye on the factions those who operate in the Shadows are always aware that there are only a few that standing inbetween success and failure knowing the odds and still choosing to be there
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Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 10:24 AM UTC
One's Calling
What If everything was obtainable will that sharpen my focus on what's worth grabbing our would it dull my senses so I'm  lullbyed    Into  mediocrity What has history taught If everything is obtainable Will it lose its savor and  luster
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 8:20 PM UTC
Did I Dream The Possible
I needed to explore the core of me then and only then will the truth come out I was the girl in the mirror the one they whispered about I knelt beside the pools of selfishness and pain disappointments resentment anger the view was all the same pictures of my life that played over and over again Draining my river of happiness the steam is growing thin I know what I have to do is to go further down I have learned I can't love you if I don't love myself or else we will both drown.
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Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 6:45 AM UTC
Exploration