"cowardess" poems
Speak the truth however bold
Speak what lies inside the hearts folds
Do not fear the pain it may cause
Live the moment, do not once pause
Take the chance and feel free
Speak from the heart so it can be
Forget the cowardess you feel
One minute of bravery can dispell the ills
If you feel it may cause you disdain
Remember true beauty rises from pain
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 9:33 AM UTC
Wow its beautiful today
jump in the ocean
The wind is warm and soothing on my skin
**** the wheel, fly off the bridge
Wow i love him
slit your wrists in the tub
Oh my friends are so lovely
they only want you to die
Maybe i should close my eyes
forever you say
No
Not forever
Forever and a day
The day i can be free to play
The day i breathe my last
The day i dont fear the reaper
youre to full of cowardess
Maybe it is as you say
it is, now listen carefully
Maybe it isnt as you say
no way, listen to what i speak
We all wanna die
Sometimes
Or so Im told
Its not sometimes
Its everyday
Fighting in my mind
Collapsing slowly with time
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 5:05 AM UTC
Yes, you out there wherever you may be
You try to steal our souls in poems
We know you, to the tee
What twisted motives to be us, by proxy, what cowardess you be
What an empty vessel posses you, such sadness, such despair
You pick our hard imagined fruit and not from your own tree
You clone our minds, like leaches on our skin
You wish us harm, you thieving ***
You wormy monster, a slug, next to kin
I curse you
I loath you
I hate you
You stealers of our youth
Betrayers of our written souls
What lacks is pride, and owners of the truth
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 9:10 AM UTC
I weighed it. Took measure, found the fears
separate, but equally crushing.
This is my fault.
This is the only love
I'm worthy of
My vacancy
would destroy him
This is all
my fault
Bitterness
already stains us all
And my inaction
paralyzes any hope of redemption
My child will learn
lies.
Instead of love.
Her hatred of me
will grow.
And it will all
be my fault.
Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 4:19 PM UTC
I remember
how I begged the friends to come to my party
at the age of 21
how I faked my smile in the pictures,
how I feigned joy
to cover up my deep pain ,
I remember my cold birthday
at the age of six
watching television
without any heat,
as the mice crawled near my feet
I remember the burning
the lonlieness
the longing
of wanting
companionship
some love.
Looking back
I chased all my friends
many of them weren't so enthusiastic at times.
I did this my whole life
I didn't know,
that I didn't need to starve
to be fed.
I am still learning,
the other day someone complimented me,
I was literally shocked,
because it has happened so rarely to me,
that I felt so much joy and love in my heart.
that kind people exist,
and than I cried about that deeply inside ,
about this notion this fact.
At my past birthday
the" friends " that I had there,
kind of ignored me
went off to smoke,
and I had to beg them to take my pictures.
I just feel so much disgust
in my heart and soul.
When I saw her the other day,
all I wanted to do was spit in her face
and yell "FK You Btch ,"
you didn't deserve even
one ounce of my fking presence.
Instead all I did was glare deeply at her
and she the cowardess that she is ,
wouldn't even look at me
or ever apologize.
Now I may be alone
but I am choosing myself!
My people My places
And My life .
I am choosing
I get to have Choice.
Sep 14, 2023
Sep 14, 2023 at 5:58 PM UTC
It’s in the night,
when light recedes to leave me with my thoughts
and the darkness encompasses every crevice of my room and of my mind,
that the person I am is most illuminated.
In those long hours
that stretch with lack of sleep
my thoughts are as clear as a cloudless blue sky.
On good nights, there'll be thoughts of my future, of my hopes and my dreams.
On good nights my imagination will soar to heights beyond the sky
for on good nights not even the sky is the limit.
But good nights are rare and most nights,
the darkness seeps into my thoughts
with the past.
with each and every imperfection that owns me.
All my weaknesses and fears
are painted on a black canvas
portraying the things I’m so afraid the world will see.
my cowardess,
loneliness,
hopelessness.
my fears of betrayal
of feeling too much,
caring too much,
loving too much…yet not enough.
Like tendrils of smoke
the thoughts linger on one fear then float away
only to be replaced by another.
As my eyelids become cinemas of the past,
images of innocence lost flash behind my eyelids
Almost as if they’re stuck on repeat
Sometimes, I embrace those nights
As if they were an old friend.
I wonder if that makes me masochistic but
Truth is those nights,
difficult though they may be,
are the times I’m most honest with myself.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 1:58 AM UTC
your jealousy comes
in an envy green
an your cowardess
shown in yellow
your anger comes
in a
shade of red
an uninvited
is that fellow
an well,
your sadness comes
in a shade of blue
that overwhelms your eyes
though only that
so lovely hue
I say-
looks better
in the skies,
black is what I see
when depression
is with you
an I wish that guy
would NEVER
come around
grey it is the void
when you're
melancholy blue,
an a pin drop
is the ONLY
single sound
sometimes I see ViOleTz
then indigo blue
am I,
I see my reflection
in your very
lovely soul,
an oh every now an then
I see a periwinkle too
peeking through
a curiously small hole
well I love that
shade of blue
it's a favorite
don't you know
the same one
yes you
also have it too,
an you should
really let it show
becuz my baby
don't you know
my love it is just
always color true,
so I wonder
yes I wonder
in this rainbow now of you,
what color then is your love?
Ma Cherie© 2017
Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 10:51 AM UTC
Marvel at the sun--any closer and
we'd all be dead.
Man...this planet's great, so many things
to buy!
Savings to checking, please.
Off at 6, on at 6; these jets scare me
every time--every ******* time!
Screams and stomps rattle
my skull
I'm practically chanting ****
**** **** ****
**** ****
but all that squirms out is a whimper
every time--every ******* time!
Cowardess.
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 11:11 AM UTC
Why do we have to cry a tear?
Sadness
Poverty
Hunger
Time
We bring the feelings to incite our minds
NONSENSE
Why do we have to instill the fear?
Rage
Anger
Attitude
Control
We bring the fist to bruise our hearts
NONSENSE
Why do we have to curse our brothers and sisters?
Bullying
Disrespect
Abuse
Cowardess
We bring the words to hurt ourselves
NONSENSE
Why do we have to break the world?
Shootings
Suicide bombers
Work place violence
******
We bring the gun to silence the crowd
NONSENSE
Why can't we just get along
IT'S NOT NONSENSE, IT'S LIFE
Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 1:37 AM UTC
Open your eyes young soul,
to envision your past lives
to learn from your mistakes,
which over time, one has come to hate
To embrace the light you once have shown,
only to find my faith has grown.
to strengthen your mind only to prove,
that you are the one
whom is truly blind.
Lift your head to speak to the world,
buried behind your cowardess
you feel but only a little girl.
DADDY
*Wake up from this awful dream;
you and I , we're on the
same team.
Turn to face the facts, the sky's the limit
and daughter's in love,
this is but one, your horizon lacks.
Look into my face
for my happiness you should embrace.
For you to turn away,
I wait to hear from you
day after day.
DADDY
* Don't shut out your only little girl,
for she is a Diamond, No, more
precious than a Pearl.
Don't turn away in her time of need,
What will that show?
Nothing but greed.
Blocking the truth from reaching your heart,
this was bound to happen,
you knew before you ever hit start.
DADDY
*I wish you to be happy
and I know you wish me too,
but with out love one truly can't be.
I grant
yourself has always shunned.
Now, I believe it true,
whether or not you do.
I say this last
in hopes it may pass.
No given to me
from one of God's many soldiers
This may hurt you so, but in this truth
you broke your daughters heart
there is always room to fix.
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 11:28 AM UTC