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Try to be strong as your world crumbles

Try to be strong when no one cares about you anymore

You don’t have anything they want

Try to be strong because they decided you are a waste of time

Try to hang on to your sanity when nothing is going you way

Turn your depression into anger when the few remaining bloodsuckers want what is left of you.

Make them never forget you.
He told me to *******.
He said the situation was *******
He gave me the finger
And walked out slamming the door behind him
He is my 11 year old son

He yelled, “What the ****?”
He told me to get out
And tried to wrestle me out the door of his bedroom
I got the drop on him
Pinned him to the floor
Then he yelled “MOM”
She took my side and screamed at him.
That was my 14 year old.

Both boys swear, say inappropriate things, demand, and act like spoiled brats
I still love them.
But I've had to start lifting weights
I’ve had to start working out
They are getting stronger
I know eventually one of them will take a swing at me.

Some people say beat them
I’ve tried
They keep coming back for more
They like it

My wife defends herself with psychological warfare
The children think she is crazy
and are afraid of her
If ever completely unleashed, the full power of her unpredictable female emotional psyche could take out small city
Leaving many permanently brain dead
She's too humane to torture their young minds for any extended period of time.  
I won’t go into the details regarding what she has done to my mind.  But think coercion, bribery, guilt, seduction, isolation, etc……

When people say modern family
Divorce, homosexual parents, blended families might come to mind.
Our modern family is a little bit CIA training, little bit UFC, sprinkled with God, Xbox, Disney channel, and Adult Swim.

How did things get this way?
I don’t know
Where is it headed?
It’s all uncharted territory
We’re fighters
I am confident they will make it to adult hood without too many battle scars
In the back my mind I can’t help but wonder what lies ahead?  
My oldest starts high school next year
Your world
Part of this universe
Nurture with love
Whole world
Will wake up
To the bright world
Your world
Now, made space
And a mention
Fondly, by every heart
Your small world
Is special
When there is true love
The infinite light
Find its way
Through my window
To the soul
Wakes me up
From a slumber
With a dream
Floating among
The rays of light
Light as feather
I feel free
Light finds its way
To the inner
Corridors of my life
The glow
Throws light
On my consciousness
Making me aware
Of the realm
Where true hearts reside
The joie de vivre
Is so attractive
I cannot stay away
But join them
Words become immortal
Wrapped in the poet’s feelings
Magic spell of the beautiful soul
Weaves a mesmerizing aura
Fleeting moments of brilliance
Leaves everyone enchanted
Intricate display of inner beauty
A glimpse of the immortal world
 Mar 2015 Tahirih Manoo
Dreamer
Fog
 Mar 2015 Tahirih Manoo
Dreamer
Fog
She creeps quietly
into the dim lights of the city
inundating gentle delicate thoughts
into a deluged gray haze,
lingering vacantly in fragile minds,
and drifts over towns like an overcast of curtains
like a nebulous blanket
for she leaves with an air of mystery
on little silent cat feet
Fog comes and goes as she pleases,
on silent cat feet

I hope the weather here get's better,
it's been raining nonstop for two weeks! It's so depressing outside :(
 Mar 2015 Tahirih Manoo
ryn
Serenade
 Mar 2015 Tahirih Manoo
ryn
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•play me a
tune of sweet serenade
•sing me a song of wistful
melody•recite me the words
you would            have said•
now whisper me your sighs
tenderly•paint me the
colours of night and day•write
me the poem of your heart•send me
your love on which I lay•make me the
end to all your starts•strum me the chord
of hopeful bliss•compose me a ballad that
sets my innermost free•so play me your
tune, the one that I would always miss
•and keep singing of us in a song,
so we'd be immortalised in
eternity•
.
Man is a curious animal
who afraid of his own mortality
went and conjured up spirituality.

Which begs a curious question
if religion our fears meant to quell
why then go,
and conjure up hell.
you’ve lost that twinkle in your eye
your hair has dulled to gray
your hands are gnarled and cracked and dry
your memory slowly fades.

you’ll never get to hold her hand
you’ll never see her smile
her life on earth has just began

while yours has just  a sweet short while

how I wish there was a way
that you could somehow feel
the love inside this little girl
whose name you’ll never know
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