Chelsea Brooks

Chelsea Brooks May 2017

Hello father
it's me
the daughter you couldn't love
the one you never see

Hi dad, it's me
The one that looks just like you
The chocolate skin, the smile, lips and nose
The daughter you don't know
Hi "father", "dad"
it sounds foreign coming from my lips
because since the day I was pushed from my mother's hips
you have been a shadow, only appearing for brief moments and not when needed
you know that I am special
but do you know why?

did you know that as a little girl for you I used to cry?
When the boys felt me up in the halls of my middle school-- I wanted your advice
do I push them away or let their hands stay
When my heart was broken I wanted you there to tell me I was beautiful
that it would all get better
I wanted confirmation of my value
When I started college I wanted you there to help me move into my dorm room and give me all these rules that I'd agree to only until you left

I see the pain in your eyes and between the lines of the words you say
I see the see the pain of what your daddy didn't for you
the pain of how you've failed your children too

This is in't meant as a disrespect to you
but an admission of the truth
but daddy, I forgive you
For all you didn't do

But I am also disappointed
because the failure were acknowledged
and you said you wanted change
but your actions are still the same
and my efforts seem in vain

So I am throwing my hands up
Not sure it's a cause we are both fighting for

Goodbye dad
I hope one day you'll be
everything I always needed and more

#brokenpromises #disappointed

May 2017

ryn

Everything in Between

.
                    Time,
                    space
                    and everything in between.

                    Heartaches,
                    tears
                    and secrets that don't come clean.

                    Gambols,
                    laughter
                    and smiles beaming keen.

                    Deep thoughts,
                    aloneness
                    and the dark places we've been.

                    Handholding,
                    careless hugs
                    and ready shoulders to lean.

                    Reckless stabs,
                    impulsive jabs
                    and caustic words we don't mean.

                    Contentment,
                    counting blessings
                    and hope we can glean.

                    You,
                    me
                    and everything in between.

.

#hellopoetry107 #everythinginbetween

Apr 2017

Jawad

MOTHERHOOD

Clothes, not bluer than your soul.
Soul, as blurry as your eyes.
Fears…
Worries…
About your child…
Son…
As innocent as snow…
In the earliest morrow…

Sighs…

How much did you wipe today
With a big piece of your heart,
Through the challenges of his life…?

How much did you whip today
With long echoes from the past
Your scared back with more remorse…?

How much did you add today
From the pure drops of your love
When you early warmed his meal
Raising him healthy and strong…?

How much did you think last night,
Of the events of his day,
And the games he used to play
Of the quarrels with his friend,
And the absence of his dad...?

What will he do to survive…?
Will he be happy and fine?
Will he smile and learn and thrive?
Know what to do with his life?
Could you worry even more?

How much did you safe today?
How much did you self-deprive?
How much did you sleep at night,
Since you’re working all time?
Is something left for yourself?
How are you dealing with pain?

*Angles of all heavens..
Flowers of all gardens..
Jewels of all shops…
All goodness in all lives…
Don’t come even close to
Offsetting sacrifice
Of Motherhood!

To all single moms out there...

#motherhood #sacrifice #pain #worries

Chelsea Brooks Apr 2017

Children Change Everything

single mother
no job
no place to live, no car

somehow made it far
a mother that never quite loved her enough
a father just the same
countless men that showed her she wasn't worth anything

She now has a degree
and a daughter to whom she'd give the world
still stressed
but also blessed
because of her little girl
she can feed and clothe her
make her smile and laugh

and she left behind the demons of her past

Blessings sometimes have the timing of a snail
slow and inconvenient
but their arrival is the water on a blazing hot day in the desert
they happen when needed yet unexpected

#npmluck

Chelsea Brooks Apr 2017

Broken cliche

there's endless poems of broken hearts and broken dreams
there's endless stories of what could've been

I think about what we were
and how I become a part of the cliche in which I am another woman
broken down like a little girl
because of the infidelities that I thought would stop because you said you love me
I have realized that love has become an excuse
to hurt others and for others to accept it

I accepted your lies
time and time again

now I am another cliche

broken by the relationship you let fall to pieces

#brokenheart #pain #imdone

Apr 2017

Yalni

Beautiful

Most people defined beauty through physical looks. Some are beyond what they see through their eyes. What hurts is they tend to fall in love with the looks, not the personality or the soul of the person. That's why most relationships nowadays are failed because they're not contented of what their partners have. They jump into others if they see more than what their partners have. But if you fall for the person's soul or personality you won't look for more because you are contented with what you already have. If you fall for the persons looks you're not in love with that person you just like her/him.