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 Jun 2015 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
It wasn't her fault as far as I know
I made it not alive out her womb
Not the drugs, not her liquor,No
I was just destined for my tomb

It wasn't her choice I took this route
Tell her train of depression not to hoot
It wasn't her making to be that small
She's a special mama, among them all

It couldn't be father's fault, It's fate
Yes, let her not love the man with hate
I know I should have been her first
But she shouldn't think she's cursed

Tell her to give motherhood another try
I know she thinks it was a 9 months' lie
Wipe her tears please, don't let her cry
It wasn't her making for me to die

Steal her sorrow, I'll pay the fine
Do all you can to see she's fine
She can have another to wear
& dine
In all treasures she says were mine

Give my mama joy, God set her free
You know she's barely twenty three
I bleed seeing how bad she's broken
Yes, give her a child, another token
Was just trying to do something different
It's a dedication to all mothers and those thinking their problems are the worst
Just be strong, somehow somewhere life will right the wrong
 Jun 2015 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
Sad or Happy
Fine or ******
Loved or hated
Lazy or dedicated
Still or dynamic
Warm or poikilothermic
Fresh or stifled air
Nature doesn't care
Stars are going to glow
Your spirits high or low
Rivers will still flow
With winters come snow
And for summer we know
The winds will always blow
Birds will fly and tire
Nothing outshine's desire
But even that everlasting flame
Dies and leaves ash of blame
A new day will come, sun will rise
With expectations we open our eyes
Set new plans, hands on the guns
Aluta continua, be it monks or nuns
The roads of yesterday forgotten
And new ones at present trodden
Some will walk some will drive
Others stuck while some arrive
It's everyday's common tune
Be it January or june
A poet will rhyme,singers'll sing
Provoke a bee, It's gonna sting
Some live to die, some die to live
can't stay forever,some point we'll leave
Such is strife but strife is life
Unless It's the afterlife  
The dusk will come to fight the dawn
Returning to daily *** or daily ****
You play the chess, you move a pawn
Some hearts are mended,others torn
You was a kid, but soon you've grown
With a brother now, soon he's gone
It's the way the clock of nature works
With no insulator to avoid her shocks
 Jun 2015 Jane
J
Whut
 Jun 2015 Jane
J
Hey there poets, this is my first poem.
I've been feeling bored and lonesome.
So I ended up here.
Reading poems from my peers.
Finding something to do with my time,
Something to do with making rhyme.
This is turning out quite bad,
Yet I ain't mad.
I don't know what I'm doing,
But hey, good morning.
 Jun 2015 Jane
bones
Bleeding
 Jun 2015 Jane
bones
We danced toward
each other's wounds

with gentle step
and touched inside

and now the bleeding
has resumed

and all this blood
is hard to hide.
 Jun 2015 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
I guess that's the final straw
The one last time I see your brow
I guess that is the end for us
The end to this blessing of a curse
I should have seen it from start
One of us would end up getting hurt
I should have seen with my mind
Knowing love is heart,heart is blind
That's what one reaps when one saws
In a wrong field,hard blow to the jaws
Should have just told me you had him
Instead of letting me keep the dream
Should have said It's down the stream
Better than pain,massage and cream
Should have told me to man up & gym
Or walk away 'stead of causing steam
Explain,how you could face me & lie
Rather than watching you cry
You know I cannot stand your tears
I avoided them through the years
It's too late to cry, what's the point of it
He succeeded but you caused the heat
I hope he's better than me in every bit
I'll bury the hatchet, I concede defeat

I concede defeat, I concede defeat
I concede defeat because you
never thought me fit

I concede defeat, go on with your pete
I concede defeat,
**** I concede defeat

You've had my hopes punctured
You've had my jaws fractured
Had my bloating pride raptured
Broken my heart, cupid archered
Don't explain I'm so angered
It's me you had endangered
Dude is a gang member
With bullets in the chamber
Imagine he'd taken that shot
If I had retreated not
You took a chance with what we had
Didn't know forgiving could be hard
Guess all of it is charred
Whatever it was we shared
Cause if you had really cared
Couldn't have had me beat for dead  

So I concede defeat, I concede defeat
I concede defeat
And I hope you find him fit
I concede defeat, I concede defeat
I concede defeat so I guess this is it
Crazy moments when I listen to a good beat and I try to rhyme
 Jun 2015 Jane
Adele
Untitled
 Jun 2015 Jane
Adele
Peter Pan said, "Don't grow up. It's a trap."

I say, "Don't fall in love. It's a crap."
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