#beating poems on Hello Poetry

lost girl May 2014

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You can't die from a broken heart
Because He left
and
I'm still breathing.
He left
and
my heart is still beating.

(a.d)

#broken #heart #alive #he #left #still #breathing #beating

Shannon Jeffery May 2014

Daddy's Reflection

Beer in hand
Drinking my pains away
In front of me my child stands
"Get out of my sight, go and play"

The wife arrives home
Tears in her eyes
"Someone just throw this ***** a bone"
Turn up the volume, drown out the cries

"Turn that **** down" she yells
Sick of this crap
In my head like loud bells
Beat this ***** with my belt strap

She curls in the corner alone
I resume watching my show
My son mutters in a low tone
I raise my hand for the blow

He stares into my eyes
I see a glassy mirror
My heart falls and inside I die
I'm a ****** monster, a terror

Tears fall down my cheek
My young boy is a reflection of me
What will this cause him to seek
This is not what he should see

As the diamonds fall over his dimples
He asks me "is me and mummy a burden?"
Down my face tears still trickle
Speechless deep inside I'm hurting

"No my boy, daddy is a rotten man"
"I still love you daddy, just
please don't hit mummy again"
Choking up my chest begins to bust

My son is a bigger man than his father
I wish I could right my wrongs
But to protect my son and his mother
I tremble walking deaths songs

I'm not good for either
Before I enter the gates of hell
"Son, please take care of your mother"
This is the end my life I expel.

Not a real life event. Trying to bring awareness to those who don't understand these issues and those of who do this understand what they cause.

#son #father #mother #dad #children #drinking #monster #terror #child #beating #mum #beat #alcoholic

Daylight 4U2C May 2014

We could be (a family)

People diein' on the streets.
****** puddles at our feets.

But we could be a family.
We could be a whole.
We could be together.
But no one could be cold.

If we could live on an island,
no hate,
no guns,
no war.
We'd look back and wonder,
what was it all for?

People diein' on the streets.
****** puddles at our feets.

Gangs,
tempts,
nudes,
exempts.

We sit at desk,
eating or eaten.
we laughed at or laughing.
beating or bleedin'.

We know the truth, but call it cruel.
The cruel one is we, the blind fool.

People diein' on the streets
****** puddles at our feets.

Who shot the most guns?
Who then killed them all?
Who didn't mind a casualty?
Who could be responsible?

"Not me!" we cry,
"I'm a good soul."
But even if we declined,
can I be told where they go?

No one WANTS to die. For someone to do it, there will be an opponent. A THREAT. That's what this poem is about.

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Marly Apr 2014

maybe the body is an orchestra, but correct me if I'm wrong.

Why do hearts beat?
They're not providing entertainment for the musician nor the observers.
Rivers flow without a pumping source so why can't veins?
*
Bodies of water vs bodies of people
I once watched a documentary about a woman who couldn't lie down because her blood stopped flowing.

Why wh y wh uwh wuyw why wh uwy
I may add more
Although I'm not sure
Whenever I add stuff I think I'll just separate it with some asterisks. Hm .

#why #music #blood #hearts #veins #beating

cosmic poet Apr 2014

honeysuckle heart

honeysuckle heart, beating so fast
listen in sin the hummingbirds sing
and devour the poisonous pollen

#love #sin #heart #hate #honey #fast #sing #beating #poisonous #honeysuckle #suckle #devour #pollen

Erin Apr 2013

They

When I did something wrong, they hurt me.
When I asked a question, they laughed.
If I made a mistake, they beat me,
When I messed it up, they snapped.

I bled, I cried, no one cared.
I asked, I wanted, no one shared.
The damage is still here, inside me.
This pain is never going to leave me.

The red blood mixes with the tears,
I hear them laughing at my fears.
They put me into what I'm going through,
Said I deserve it but I don't think I do.

I trace my fingers across the scars
Etched upon my body like stars.
But it's okay, I'll be alright,
As long as I survive tonight.

April 8, 2013 /itsjusterin

#pain #strength #blood #strong #survive #scars #beating #hurting

i Mar 2014

beating heart (10w)

your heart isn't
beating anymore,
i broke it and left.

i'm sorry,
so, so sorry.

#love #broken #heart #left #beating

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