#ihosiana
*You're the hard ground and I'm the rain
Gladly falling for you, ignoring the pain
Could've stayed in the sky at cloud nine
But can't stop pouring till you're soggy and mine
*
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 2:36 AM UTC
I read beautiful poems and wonder
Why in mine all I find is fault and blunder
I caress the neat words as much as I can
Hoping the more I read the more I learn
I peruse through funny poems and laugh
Yet if I try it out myself It's really tough
So I read inspirationals day and night
Thinking for sure ,improve I might
I scroll past those I feel ain't my type
Looking for those with acclaim and hype
Poetic literature really does take all my time
'Cause I'm in a hunt for that perfect rhyme
But all I do is find highly fascinating pieces
And all they do is leave me angry and peaceless
I read poems because I'm seeking for consolation
And I even find more than this ,to my consternation
I probably read poems because they are easy to read
Or I'm just so lonely and they are the company I need
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 8:47 AM UTC
I'll never apologize for saying the truth
Though the truth might be too bitter
For bitter pills swallowed get us better
Even if they mess up your appetite for broth
Can't apologize for trying to make your path bright
Can't eat my words for I cooked them to set you straight
It hurt cutting your ego and stopping your fatal flight
I refuse to apologize for trying to avert your plight
Only sorry I thought taking long would give you time to grow
Sorry saying it all has only helped you with nothing
Sorry you have not changed and you're the same thing
Couldn't float your boat however hard I tried to row
One day you'll look back and realize you lost your chance
When you chose to embrace your egoistical trance
One day you'll realize you decided to be strange
And I was trying to help 'cause I thought people change
Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
*Sometimes I wonder what happened
I wonder how that door opened
Why you left us when we needed you most
I wonder if my muse is actually your Ghost
Sometimes I wonder how you feel out there
Do you return to see us, do you dare?
Do you know sad movies renew my memory?
Do you know missing your funeral was misery?
Sometimes I wonder why you left us early
Wonder why death was such surly
I wonder how you feel when you look at us
Do you smile or envy us who are still on Earth?
Do you always request to return and say goodbye?
Do you feel like we deserve to know why?
Do you miss our aimless trekking under the sun?
Your expectant babe , do you know she had a son?
I wonder if you feel the burden of the sadness
Do you miss the friendship, the oneness?
Well for me I miss you for you were my bolster
You always helped me fight my monster
Hope you know what your mama's been through
The devastation and the change in your brother too
Hope you keep some space like we did on the line
At least for your loving family if it isn't mine
I thought about you today and failed to sleep
I felt as if lonely in the shadows you creep
Which isn't bad incase you actually do, I too would
If the insensate company did me some good
Can't find the right words to say it was a shocker
I miss our heated arguments about soccer
I know death is a ****** heartless Robber
But hope we meet again my friend..*
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 9:23 PM UTC
Before you part your tender lips to ask
I want to put your mind to task
First tell me
If the Sun would ever rise from the West and set in the East
If a funeral could turn out as interesting as a
wedding feast?
If stars would ever stop twinkling and delegate the moon.
And flowers be treasured if they abandoned
their bloom.
First tell me
Whether the heart would ever ask for a salary
increment or rest
And an audience in the theatre mourn at the
jest
If the road would ever ask from pedestrians
transport fare
If "U " and "I" apart even in the Alphabet
seems fair
First tell me
Whether romance would have meaning if we
didn't have each other
If Oceans would exist incase Springs and Rivers
didn't stretch further
If the Red Wine would have a description
besides your kiss
If the Art of humanity would make sense
without the masterpiece?
First tell me
Which ballad would sell if an Angel like you
wasn't born?
What else besides your rosy smile would
describe the dawn?
If dreams would be worth pursuing without
you
What else is worth waking to view like morning dew?
If poems would survive the glacier of time
Without the worthwhile candy taste of rhyme
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 2:27 AM UTC
I lost conversation on that fateful day
With all my confidence walked away
I lost my worth when you stopped to care
Breaking the promise to always be here
I dropped the trust along the way
I gave up on affection, joy isn't there
I lost my say at the sea of broken hope
Weather was rough,cost me you my crop
I lost my pride, which were my wings
Without you here life really stings
I miss your voice that softly sings
I miss the solace your embrace brings
I lost you my Angel and lost a friend
A tale I thought would never end
The grill of comfort to thirsty flames
I lost a jewel to untruthful claims
I lost my broken pieces at that final fall
I lost myself ,and I can barely recall
I lost my everything, I lost it all
Only found a burrow deep in my Soul
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 2:24 AM UTC