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Warren Mar 2019
When will the fighting be done,
My son,
For the pain of your possible death in the throws of war weigh heavy on me,
Repeating its torturous torments day after day,
Like a fresh flaying of my heart as soon as my thoughts touch your face,
Why must you be the one,
No broken heart or lost love has ever hurt me so,
You,
My own making in the line of such uncertainty,
Defiant and gracious in the name of honour,
You will never know,
Just how much your pride and valour imprison us that love you.
Be safe my soldier son.

wM
Warren Mar 2019
Hush,
Listen,
Can you hear,
That purest echo was a mother’s tear,
Ssshhh,
Wait,
Feel the air that swirled,
A tiny soul has left this world.

wM
Warren Mar 2019
I carry my pain for its part of my soul,
Though it weighs heavy,
It’s keeping me whole,
You are my children,
Your all that is true,
So when life gets too painful,
I will carry yours too.


wM
Warren Mar 2019
You slay my fears with written tears,
Intoxicate my soul,
You know my deepest thoughts,
My truest need,
Your words ignite my screams,
Crying out in lucid dreams,
You can shatter me,
Sneer and watch me bleed.
You can write my darkest secret,
Tell the world or let me keep it,
Force my age,
Eradicate my youth,
Your words are my creation,
Created in my trepidation ,
They determine life,
Creating written truth.
Warren Mar 2019
Your looking in all the wrong places,
If it’s acceptance that truly you seek
Your talking to all the wrong people,
Because they don’t listen when you start to speak,
Try and just look in the mirror,
And truly accept who you see,
Listen inside to yourself,
And at peace you can now start to be.

                                                              wM
Warren Mar 2019
Imagine a world of intent,
Where you get back all that you give,
Where your actions create what you have,
How many would struggle to live,
How many  would come crashing down,
Because of how they behave,
How many would end up with nothing,
Because they took more than they gave.
And who would deserve so much more,
Because they give so much more than they get,
Because they step up for people they know,
And step forward for those they’ve just met,
Maybe this is how it works,
It depends on what you believe,
Maybe this is preparation,
Maybe now is our only reprieve .
Warren Mar 2019
I haven’t done everything I wished to do with you,
I never truly told you how you fill my heart so full,
I never took the time to give you everything you want,
But you died,
Now everything is wrong and nothing's right,
You died,
I’m confused I cannot think it’s hard to breath,
You died,
I know I hear the words but they’re not real,
You died,
Your everything I'm nothing without you,,
You died,
I wish i died too..


wM
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