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You was not just only our Mother. You was our provider and our queen.
And God gave you the biggest heart this world has ever seen.
 Oct 2022 Who's Lily
Teemers
Truth.
 Oct 2022 Who's Lily
Teemers
I only write,
when
I am in love
or
Falling apart.
Poisons and potions
Past years of emotions
Regretting my actions
Forgetting my passions
Feelings can't be felt, I've drowned them and numbed them out
I'm insecure and full of doubt
Any chance of hope, I snuffed it out
Replaced it with fear and impending doom
Get out of my way please give me some room
All alone, isolation is home
Pushed everyone away so I can suffer alone
Look in the mirror, see a stranger I fear
No longer trust anyone, death is near
Can't handle feeling, won't allow it
Redirect my thoughts,                          
self destructions my power
Silence is deafening, hour by hour
Forget I exist, I won't be here tomorrow
No hope, just dope, is how I cope, I'm a coward
Self mutilation, my ****** creation
The more I bleed, closer to freed
Please God forgive me, my souls in need.
 Sep 2020 Who's Lily
Àŧùl
He's very caring about his family,
And not only that, dear readers,
To every poet, he is so fatherly.

He's your most regular reader,
His words are so encouraging,
He is The Caring Corvus here.

He's the guiding light for new poets,
His profile is not available right now,
The Raven on the tree of Hello Poetry.
My HP Poem #1781
©Atul Kaushal
 Oct 2014 Who's Lily
Helen
Your work has been found posted here...

https://www.blogger.com/profile/01778541517020475886

Go through them carefully as titles have been changed but poems have been posted verbatim with no link to the original.

sigh

LOL.... no more than half an hour later, the blog is closed to me... not sure if he blocked me after I commented or just closed the whole thing... ****** parasite!
THIS is plagiarism... ;)
 Sep 2014 Who's Lily
Helen
I have a box of memories.
I have a box of dreams
I have a box of days gone by
it's broken at the seams
I have a box of past actions
I have a box of future thought
I made a separate box for love
because I thought, if it fought
against my hopes
if it fought against
all my memories
in a world of dreams,
and against past actions
it seems, I was wise
to take such action
against Love
and boxed it separate
from my distractions
 Sep 2014 Who's Lily
Helen
Just a twinkle in the night sky
A yearning to be someone
A sparkle in the darkest night
Your journey has just begun

Peanut…
Longing to grow into your long held dream
but at just little more than heart and soul
your sudden appearance holds me in thrall

Tadpole…
Swimming in a safe haven
developing on the wings of dreams
you start to understand what it all means

Little Human…
Longing for the world of open spaces
waiting to arrive, you see, you hear, you feel
to bring a touch to a life you can heal

Miracle…
A breath, a cry, held tight against warm skin
bursting into life with little fanfare
all your senses become aware

A shock of hair, a cupid smile
a perfect name to suit
an amazing gift from the Tree of Life
my precious Belly Fruit

© Helen Doogan 09/09/2010
for all my babies.... I miss my older writes :)
 Sep 2014 Who's Lily
turtlepoop
She hung roses from her window
their tiny dangling corpses ever so slightly mangled
And strung up by their ankles
inside her mouth was shredded
her parted lips leaking licks of blood
the dribbling remnants of her lesson
that beauty cannot be ingested
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