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Little Bear May 2016
So many times i died
not knowing how to be saved
a victim of my innocence
unknowing
unaware
no knight
no king
only dragons to slay
with my childlike hands
but a soul can be strong
when the need is just
surviving
until the next sun
and the truest of Men
will show their face
saving the entire world
for just that one
Sometimes the smallest of things can mean saving the entire world for someone else.
Little Bear May 2016
Such warmth do i feel
soft skin on mine
feeling together
our glow sublime
your taste so sweet
so gently divine
your body a heaven
just like mine.
Little Bear May 2016
We endure the desolation so we can rebuild
and suffer evil in order to give,
shouldering the burden to lighten the load.
But only when we sacrifice our skin for love
do we truly live.
I don't know.. I could be wrong..
but I read your poem :o)
Little Bear May 2016
It is for the broken hearted ones that we should seek
for they are the ones whos need is to feel love
and it is for the ones whos soul aches that we should befriend
for they are in need of comfort, giving a safe place to land
and for those that are crushed in spirit we should lift up
for their spirit is bruised and very often lost to them
they are the ones we should find
the weary souls
from among ourselves
our time in this cosmos is fleeting
and what better way to remain forever
than to love


P. Every word is yours x
I guess a little bit like a prayer. But not really maybe.. I don't know..
But I just wanted to write some words of comfort for my friend.
Little Bear May 2016
I am madly in love
with humans.
Especially the strange ones.
For it is ever so beautiful to
be strange. To do things differently
than others. To see things in a rare
light. To me; that is such gold to carry.

                            - Christopher
                                       Poindexter.
One of my favourite poets ever.. I sleep with his book under my pillow. Never have I slept so well.
Little Bear May 2016
There's nothing like a house full
when you're a single parent
and you'd think the mess you find you're in
would be a good deterrent

But there's nothing to compare
despite the tears and all the struggles
to everyday the love you have
and the kisses and the cuddles

And i'll say this from the start
there's no one else i'd rather be
and raise my kids alone
it's a job made just for me

And despite the sleepless nights
and the sticky fingerprints
and the ***** piles of washing
and the room that always stinks

There's a bundle of four children
who are as happy as can be
they really are a rabble
but I know that they love me

We've all been though some heartache
and quite traumatic things
but everyday is worth it
no matter what it brings

And even if the washing
is piled to the sky
and the dog wants to move out
though I can't imagine why

And the plugholes always blocked
and there's arguing afoot
and everyone got taller
from the last time that I looked

And they play on the same server
all laughing with each other
all in different bedrooms
two sisters and two brothers

You'd never know that last night
there was almost World War 3
and a hostage negotiation
over playing DayZ

But rules here must apply
there are chores and a curfew
a sense of order must be kept
even if you're 6 foot 2

I count my blessings as I go
and for each other we are glad
when you raise your kids alone
being both their Mum and Dad.
Being a single parent is, without doubt, the most challenging and yet the most rewarding thing I will ever do.

At times I will fail but I will try to do my best my whole life
to be what they need.

And one day, I hope they will to go into the world happy,
well rounded, open minded, open hearted adults.

That is my mission
:o)
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