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 Oct 2018 Karen
Ashly Kocher
What if.....

We’ve never met....
Never made these memories....

But what if...
We were best friends...
Made a ton of memories....

But you forget...

Sincerely,
Me..... your old best friend....
 Oct 2018 Karen
Ashly Kocher
The pain in which I struggle with
Is the pain that so many do
But no one talks about this pain
Since this pain is...
Not being able to carry you...
No words to say
Nothing to feel
You become numb with sadness
For this pain is real
Because there’s nothing you can do...
Disbelief that this could happen to you
All you ever wanted was to be able to
                                                    Carry you....
I know I’ve written about this before... but this is what I and I know a lot of people deal with. Not being able to become pregnant and carry a child. It’s heartbreaking and not many people like to talk about it, including me. It breaks my heart and chokes me up. I know deep down there’s a reason why but the reason of not knowing just eats me up inside. We all need to lean on each other and help one another through, lift your heads high, we are all here to help you.
 Oct 2018 Karen
Ashly Kocher
I know deep down
there’s a reason why
but the reason of not knowing
just eats me up inside
I subconsciously wrote this is my last notes for the last poem I posted... turns out I loved it and has a real big meaning...
Dreaming
With eyes wide
Open

Is the same
As running
Blind

A risk
Worth taking
Instead

Of the chocking
Confinements
Of this

God
****
Cage
Speechless, ignored, could
You even miss me at all
If I fell away?

If I drowned like my
Words that everyone doubted
And learned to neglect?

A silent heartbeat,
With the silence you put to
Everything I say?

I wish a friend would
Like my company, I just
Haven't found one yet-
I'm quiet. I'm talked over a lot.
edit: i finally found a friend that does :))
 Jan 2018 Karen
Olivia
Madness
 Jan 2018 Karen
Olivia
Madness

Never
apologize
for feeling too
recklessly,

the greatest lessons
are
always
learned
through

Madness
Madness
 Nov 2017 Karen
Valsa George
Oh my little sweetie, fret no more
Close your eyes and go to sleep.
Here, your mom is by your side
Singing lullabies, sweet and cherished

All sounds are stilled for you to sleep in quiet
All lights are out that no beam hurt your eyes
All storms, calmed that to a blissful rest you glide
No horrifying dreams to rob you of your snooze.

Sleep, sleep, rocking in the sea of joy
Sleep, sleep close to your mother’s throbbing heart
Sleep, sleep, listening to this gentle lay I tune
Sleep, sleep to wake to the miracle of life

Fear not, around you much love abounds
And legions of angels to guard your sleep
Thy eyes shall hither new beauties behold
And many a marvel for you to rejoice

It’s for you the stars twinkle and gleam
It’s for you the breeze hums sweet and blest
It’s for you the buds open at the fall of gloom
It’s for you the glow worms scatter rays of gold.

It’s for you, the seasons come and go
It’s for you, the fruits ripen and fall
It’s for you, the raindrops plop n’ break
It’s for you, God paints the sky in myriad hues.

Now hush my baby, sleep my child
Lying below this smiling silver moon
Good night darling, drift away
To the land of dreams where fairies live

Conceived within before you were born
Called you names and caressed you soft
Cuddled you tight and kept you safe
In the secret chamber of my maiden heart

I pledge your soul to God our Lord
May He watch you through the gloom!
I consign my babe to His sacred trust
And bid you away to dream’s Never, Never land

Sleep, sleep, rocking in the sea of joy
Sleep, sleep close to your mother’s throbbing heart
Sleep, sleep, listening to this gentle lay I tune
Sleep, sleep, to wake to the miracle of life
The mother instinct sometimes grows so intense in me. Now sitting in an empty nest with the fledglings flown away, I recall those days when I used to sing lullabies and put my two little sons to sleep…… !
 Nov 2017 Karen
Oni Olusegun
Chaos
 Nov 2017 Karen
Oni Olusegun
In God we trust
Maybe He trusted us
A little too much
Our society is so problematic. I wonder if anyone less than a divine being can turn things around
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