"moring" poems
Particular thoughts tickle my dome
like the day my thumb got stuck in my mouth
and how long it took me to get it out
or when Betty stole my doll but i knew
coz i didn't like it at all
and when all i ate was a peanut butter jelly roll
coz it was the only thing i ever enjoyed
it's amazing how i have grown
how i've gone from dressing dolls to dressing myself
making sure i look good for the boys
instead of Barbie looking good for Ken
I walk through castles and dont build them anymore
dont chase butterflies
coz i already feel them in me
when Nick comes running along
dont believe in fairy tales
coz reality has struck me today alot
growing up takes a lot of time and effort
and looking down memory lane brings me joy
when i wake up in the moring
and find us cuddling in our spot
Sep 5, 2011
Sep 5, 2011 at 9:13 AM UTC
How beautiful is the life
With all its vibrant colours
The colours which define its creativity
Life is colour,colour is life
Shades of translucent rainbow
Casting his grace on embellished life
The allured tints of the moring sun
Captivating the vivacity in people's life
How abhorent the nature be
Enchained,restricted without the colours
Blemishing the ornamentation garnished from heaven
But suddenly the grandness breathed for its life
As colours started to play an illusive vibe
Awakening the sluggishness in one's life
Unfolding the colours honesty with ecstasy.
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 5:07 AM UTC
the ballad is is my ears
and the girl is naked infront of me
the night dosnt care
grind honey just stand there and grind it for me honey
a thousands shadows in my eyes
iv died a thousand deaths just today
and they all were just in the passing rain
im a troubled man
allways made the wrong turn
always got myself in too deep and had a blade to the ready
but thats all history babe
i can breath this f@#%in soup they call air down here!!!!
oh man the sun is out and its in your eye lover
and there is nothing but joy in my heart
theres nothing on my face but
the smile you left there inbetween the sheets this moring
so dont f@%k yourself in your thoughts baby
we are gonna be allright
we are gonna take on and conquer this old world
we are gonna be forever babe
we are gonna be just fine
Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 9:17 PM UTC
hey dad.
how are you?
i miss you. a lot.
although you're just a text away, i still can't bring myself to carry through.
i hope she treats you well. and i hope those boys aren't ornery ********
i sometimes think about the day at the st. louis children's mueseum.
it was happiness.
i think that's my reason.
i still haven't told you about it; the darkness, i mean
my darkness i should say
because i know about yours
maybe we can bond
since our biological bond isn't real
sometimes when i'm sad, i want to call you
but you're probably busy
or maybe you don't care
i don't know
i wanna tell you how i can't stop thinking about filling the emptiness and longing, with substances you've had issues with in the past
speaking of, you're drinking again.
i blame her whole-heartedly
although it pains me not to give the fault to myself for once,
i still will always blame her
did you know that when you got engaged, i wanted to jump off a cliff?
probably not.
do you know that i still sometimes feel like that?
but not just becasue of you.
mom is a factor and sonia and grandma and friends and boys
but you,
you were the one i never thought would make me feel so ******
it's cliche, i know
an other suicidal teen girl with daddy issues
i'm thinking about what would happen if i were to visit you in the fall
imagining her on your arm makes my heart feel stretch across the grand canyon of space that seperates your world and mine
someday i will tell you
everything
every feeling and thought and wrong-doings
i will say it all
dad, i miss you to the god **** moon and back
it's five in the moring and i'm thinking of the way you used to take care of our yard
you were just getting bad then
i was young
i didn't realize
please know i've grown into a woman
without you
i get it now
i'm imagining seeing you in september and you sugar coating the truth and me crying over a false reality
so please be honest with me if you want to be in my life
i run on truthfulness and cynical humor
and if you can't handle me
tell me
because i deserve the truth as much, if not more than you
i love you, ron.
and you will always be my father
no matter who comes in goes in my life
you will walk me down the aisle and we'll be happy
as happy as we were that day at the st. louis children's muesuem
i miss you so ******* much, dad
call me back as soon as you get this.
i hope you are doing well.
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 6:06 AM UTC
The Morning After I Took My Life
When my lungs released their final breath,
Silence embraced everything around me.
Clothes, makeup, bed, and phone—
All waited, unaware I had already left.
My dog wonders where I’ve gone,
But in paradise, I’ve begun.
A new life, away from it all.
My friends kept calling, kept checking,
Not realizing it was already too late.
The morning after I left,
The world started to notice me.
And in the quiet of this new dawn,
I don’t regret it.
Dec 2, 2024
Dec 2, 2024 at 2:12 PM UTC
It shakes hareder then anything you ever felt
It awakens the soul
When it happens you'll know
Losing all control
Becarful letting go
It will take do more then take control
Never letting you go
Youll want more
always wondering what it has in store
All it knows is gore
Takin more and more
Leaving nothing but a rotten core
It never gets bored
So cruel
You can try to lock the door
You can try to hide
It will never say goobye
Belive me I tried
This monster is eating me alive
As I die it strives
Eating everything in its sight
Praying it don't come tonight
If i make till the moring ill be alright
I havent slept in nights
I still see its face
Help.
But no one comes
I try to run
But the mirrors cant hide the monster
Not when its inside
Inside of me.
Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 10:06 AM UTC
no, I don't care for the sun.
I don't care for the summer months
that blind me with heat.
I fall asleep so easily
with the runners passing by.
even now, it's nearly autumn and they run past
at 5:28 in the moring.
jesus **** go to back to bed.
but I suppose they
could just as easily say the same to me.
go back to bed, you purpose
driven ********
go back to bed.
go back to bed.
Sep 20, 2012
Sep 20, 2012 at 6:31 AM UTC
Party started at 8 o'clock
Halloween we're gonna rock
Come on and join the keg line
For witches brew in blood you sign
Pass the devils joint or two
Through out the night happenings ensue
We all get drunk and surround the fire
Throw on more wood make it higher
Moonshine rules the night, it goes down smooth
Don't drink to much or your memory you just might lose
Watching people flirt and swoon
Move on over make some room
Stand around and watch the fight
Two lovers got to uptight
Early moring everyones passed out
But by the fire me and you play about
I can say it was a hell of a fun night
Now we'll go to your home, finish what we started by that fire's light
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 6:45 PM UTC
Muddy Run Lake
A mirror of sky nature's allure and little
Birds soar above on wings of grace and
Little children play In this lovely place
And while fish beneath in secret glide
In this tranquil world they dart and hide
And boats glide softly and trees blow gently
And the colourful butterflies flutter in the moring sunlight and it's a beautiful sight
And Muddy Run Lake a canvas so beautiful And so wide.
May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 7:52 AM UTC
she was the one
was the only one i will carry with me
all the days of my life
everything else in my world has changed
but end of the day
close my eyes she is there waiting for me
she is my one moment in life that i will replay over and over
and wish i could change
close my eyes and that warm spring moring will allways be there
like from beyond she is holding me here
forever unable to change what was meant to be
what i could not have changed even if i had known
i was a young man
strong and sure of what to do
which path to follow
so sure of what was
and what was meant to be
till the spring tide changed everything
and now old and grey
i linger here with her smiling face just beyond my closed eyes
and no path seems so sure till it allready has my track upon it
no future is sure till its underfoot
and no person granted no matter how near
she is the one i carry with me
waiting for me to close my eyes for that last time
she is the one i will replay in my heart over and over
till i forgive myself....till she forgives me
in the next life
Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 2:50 AM UTC
you texted me in the morning saying hey hey hey, hey there *** how did you sleep, how was your morning, but we both no; its not moring till i see your smiling face, the sun dont shine and the birds dont sing, oh oh oh no the sun dont shine till i see you smiling face, the birds dont sing till i see you baby, till i see you baby, your what make my world go round and round and make it always morning when i see that smile, oh when i see that smile on a sunny day, ( judge me if you want but its contry song)
Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 11:34 AM UTC
In a meadow where sunshine glows
And all the little yellow flowers do pose
In the morning and they are
All smiling so bright and they
Brought love and joy to all and
The yellow flowers do sway
In the moring breeze and the
Yellow flowers in the sunlit field and
Their golden grace is now revealed.
Apr 22, 2025
Apr 22, 2025 at 4:07 AM UTC
*like a goodmorning kiss
you embrace the horizon
your golden fingers reach out
ready to dive-in
you wash the fields
in your golden essence
and all who awaken
embrace your presence
slowly you rise up
to fill these empty skies
and I lift my slumberer's head
to look you in the eyes
so many times before
have we begun this dance
each time, again I stay
so not to miss a chance
the melody of your rays
slowly claim their place
you are much to bright
for me to see your face
a bright and blinding beauty
I could never dare to atain
it is enough to sense your presence
I beg that you remain
bound to the sky
by an immortal chain
my Light, I know your dance
will never be in vain
I could never wish to tame
the passion beneath your skin
for I would only be burned
if you ever let me in
to touch, would mean an end
so I would never dare
I resign to my humble hope
that you could even care
you leave me alone
with the promise of a dream
but I have been told
things are not as they seem
until the next moring
my soul and heart shall yearn
only one deity can rule the sky
each must take their turn
I shall retain my nights
for my nights are mine alone
yet as a gift, I give you my days
for my days are yours to own
if I asked you sweetly
would you dare to let me run
the skies you've always owned
the skies of the morning sun
I stand so breathlessly
at the sight of you
veiled in this moring
and shrouded in the dew
I want to walk beside you
tracing every single step
following each and everyone
until none of them are left
none could compare
to your sweet light
but still you hide it
in the coolness of the night
you blush bright at dawn
like a gentle maiden's cheek
my friend, on your endless journey
I hope you find what you seek
you never look back
to the places you have been
you will always dance
to the heavens - and back again*
Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 2:20 PM UTC
It hit the back of my throat
****** taste in the back of my throat
The message sent from your mom
at 12:27 in the morning
But it didn’t hit
reality didn’t hit me till 10: 23
th moring
The pills I bought for you are now
in the pitof my stomachne
and now I know how yopu felt aoll this time
Theb morth we spent apart
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC
Little flower blooming
In the moring sunlight
Your petals so beautiful
And bright with colours
Glowing in the light
In stories retold
You bring joy to everyone.
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 10:17 AM UTC
Upon my porch in old chair coffee hot
Earlier than the loss of morning dew
Distant clouds of pink brighten some
A valley far below miles of moring view
The trees all shine so in rising of light
Far away purple mountains now green
Oxygen endless as gentle breezes blow
Skies slowly now a shade of blue supreme
Closer some shadows they take their leave
For them their task well done almost over
The fields once hidden now producing so
Piles of new cut hay all of freshest clover
Old gate down the way below now reborn
Horse and foal awake both on a morning run
A largest bird flies high passed all far below
Another natures gift unwrapped night is done
So much one has to view and all of this for free
Having a soul appreciate all nature gives away
And all as one for now night over and done
The birth of yet another beautiful day
terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 7:31 PM UTC