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Rebecca Sorenson Jan 2018
Is there such a thing as being 'too forgiving'  ?

Yes, because I'm an example.

People will walk all over me,
trampling me into the dirt

Pushing and shoving,
slapping and punching

Pulling my hair,
ripping the locks into shreds

Tearing me into tiny pieces,
that I, myself, will have to mend together once again

But I'll get up,
brush off the dirt,
put bandaids on the cuts,
run a hand through my hair,

"I'm sorry."

And I'll be the one to apologize
Stanzas a few times read  
and I must tell you I have become a tad sad

I regard it is as if you are talking to God
and you are ****** correct on the right spot

I know you uttering the most devotional prolific prayer
retrieving tranquillity balm of a blissful joy.
you are gracious and humbling in your devotion
you exhaled fresh divine air in our community.

Your stanzas are a great pleasurable read
and the Blessings in Abundance be upon us all

thank you so much that I may be here to see you praying
to make my dreams come true and be forgiving
I do hope you would follow too,
then happiness would come to us so true

in creating this sweet reality nowhere but
now here….


© Sylvia Frances Chan
Copyright Protected
AD. Wednesday the 17th of January 2018.
@ 21.45 hrs.P.M. West-European Time
Sombro Jan 2018
What's a slippery sorrow
I asked his memory
Thinking fast he took my past
And gave it back to me

I couldn't think
I couldn't speak
Just clutch my treasures
Warmish peak

He looked a little wretched
But I did not suspect
Picking hard and fast I found
His personality prospect

What little words I said to him
Were sewn into my face
And every time I smile they're there
Confusing musings lost in space

I'm happy so, I'm happy so
Though words are poor projectors
Sorry for this muddle mate
I'm simple simple simple simple
I wrote this one without pausing or thinking, so it's muddled
Harry Roberts Aug 2017
Give me more
& I'll show less,
Give me nothing
And have me hooked.

How hell froze over!
I fell in love,
Falling like a star
For you.

You were confused
I wasn't so sure,
But together we
Found insanities cure.
Just a quick poem,
BSeuss Jul 2017
The days when the bed monster took possession of peace.
Where on earth were you when I was strangled by the sheets.
The days when everyone thought that they knew what they see;
where the hell the were you when the blind man walked around me.
Good to see you again.
I still love you.
... stay very far away from me, okay?
Peace.
puritypuke May 2017
i.
"be kind" you say and i sigh.
"i'm trying, everything just hurts please forgive me for right now."
you throw down your tablecloth, wiping your wet hands on your dress instead and shake your head at me, laughing to yourself like there's a joke i just made yet i'm not in on it.
"don't you know everyone else is hurting too?"
i nod, although i don't know.
because the pain i feel,
i never thought could be shared.
because the pain i feel,
i thought was only mine.
Kasey Wheeler Mar 2017
Beer, you said
Was all you ever had
Affair, you said
Was all you ever needed
Waste, you said
Was all you ever felt
Abuse, you said
Was all you ever wanted
Family, you said
Was such a waste
Reality, you said
Was just an illusion
Daughter, you told
Was such a disappointment
Son, you told
Was nothing that mattered

And yet you beg for us to forgive
These statements you made
The actions and consequences you caused
And this turmoil you've created in our heads

Thank you mother
For showing me that even heros can become villains
For giving me the truth of the world
That everything will change
And it could wreck you whole

You gave me the biggest lesson in life
That no matter the circumstances
You have the right to fight against
The right to take matters into your own hands
To do the best you can for you
Sounds a little selfish,
And trust me it is,
But its the right amount of sin
That makes the world spin

Pain, I say
Is what I have known
Love, I say
Is hard to let got
Family, I say
Is a hard thing to leave
Life, I say
Is never easy

Moving on, I say
Is a fight worth taking
I don't know how to feel about this
Tafuta Atarashī Dec 2016
We say, it hurts a little,
When our heart gets broken,
When our trust is lost,
And the world keeps turning.

We cry just a little,
When it gets to be too much
To supress in or hearts
The little hurts that tear us apart.

We get confused and frustrated...
A tiny smudge,
When people don't understand
Us.

It ****** us off just a pinch,
Angers us just a smidge,
We hold on to forgiving
With the strength of finger tips
Right before we give in.
And then we get ******.
Only a second though.
Just a little moment.
Because in the end,
Regardless of whether or not
They understand.
Our sadness is insignificant.
And in the end,
It's just a little.part
Of ourselves.
This is a poem for
The types like me
Who get pushed around
And only get a little
Cheyenne Yacono Dec 2016
I have watched over this land for 20 years
What you've done to my land brings me to tears
I fly high enough to wear your bullets only graze me
"Zip" the feeling is like you greet death only to say goodbye
The trees no longer make a sound when they fall
they've already cried themselves into silence
kinda like how you all exhaust yourself to sleep
the willows you can still hear weep
I cry for my prey,relatives, and predators
You use the word harvest instead of ****
you and your foreign objects
"BOOM", we fly,crawl, and walk away as fast we can
we have no power against a man
you smile as you hurt us, what good have you done?
few of us can outrun your guns
we live like aliens, locked up in cages and tanks
But I forgive you, knowing there will be a change
someday, something will get in your way and people's race won't be your concern
There is a lesson you need to learn
but I will wait from the sky for none of you have a birds eye
When that day comes...
My predators, relatives, and prey will celebrate
"Kaw" I will scream like your sirens
"Roar" the lions will say like your engines
The turtles will move as slow as it takes for you to reach adulthood
so here we wait in our swamps, grass, and trees
An apology we do not need
There is too much blood we've shed in the past century
Just know we forgive you, *only because of what will be happening soon
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