"raquel" poems
my girlfriend is going in for surgery
but a very rare surgery
****** replacement surgery
the waiting list, is very poor
no-one actually had their name down
so i took a deep breath of courage
and kicked down the door and said, doc my baby can have my ******
the docter said the proccess wasnt easy, 65% chance of death
i didnt care, i loved her more than anything
the surgery began, i was nervous, but more excited to see my baby girl live another day with a good ******
but sadly, my time was up.
as my girlfriend woke up a week later, her first words were; where is my boyfriend? i havent heard from him
but the docter said, im so sorry Raquel, D'Angelo gave his ****** to save your life..
He's gone.
What
Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
By: A cousin for a cousin
Softly spills the sunlight through the bright white golden hair
Searing sand shifts swiftly as she dances through the air
Cotton clouds caress the curve of light blue summer sky
Evanescent, folds float free, her figure, swirling flies
Wind weeps breezy billows just above an emerald sea
Colors bright, in honor, dance, of all she dreams to be
Shadows sweep in silence swift across a burning beach
Capturing crescendos of the things for which we reach
Frozen movement lives eternal printed on a page
Spilling ever endless from the confines of its cage
Journey's onward ever joy, enticing hearts with love
Dreaming dances, ever coy, beneath the all above
For more see:
~ http://aweavingofwords.blogspot.com ~
(This was written about a picture that I thought looked like my cousin, the picture can be found at
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=27777940)
Jan 26, 2010
Jan 26, 2010 at 12:33 AM UTC
It's been nearly a month,
And I've spent more nights drunk,
Than I have in the last year,
Just so I can sleep at night.
Dad I wish you were here,
So you could see me clean,
And know that everything,
Would be alright in the end.
I overdosed yesterday,
And I swear on your grave,
The one I will never see,
That I prayed to you that everything would be alright.
I didn't pray to God,
If he even exists,
I prayed to you,
That I wouldn't black out.
I prayed that Raquel wouldn't,
Have to bury me,
That you'd keep me awake,
Long enough for the ****** to leave my body.
I wanted to die,
I swear to all I love I wanted that black abyss,
No heaven, no hell,
Just darkness.
I say I swear to God,
But I don't know if I believe anymore,
All I know is that I couldn't die,
Because now I have reasons to live.
**** I nearly went out the way I wanted,
Still young and high on dope.
But the thought of you kept me awake,
In the hospital parking lot.
I prayed mom didn't have to know,
Not that I'd care if the dope had done its job.
But the thought of dying in my sleep,
Made me puke.
Come on Dad,
I know you've no body to come back to,
Now that they've turned you to ashes,
But **** all if you didn't fight your way back to us.
It's been nearly a month,
And I've been drunk more times than I can count,
Just so I can sleep,
And not forget you.
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 12:36 AM UTC
Cary cares for me
His strong mind carries me..
To the garden of Eden
It takes me to the river n shows me things I didn't see in me
He speaks life into me
He teaches me
He prays for me
Gives me my space
Knows when to stay away from me
Cary is my friend
We don't want to be lovers
less we married to one another
He's smart
and saavy
He's healthy
and generally happy
Tall and enterprising
That young man is rising undeniably
Im a sapiosexual
but I don't think he can have me
He can
Make a bitter woman believe in love again
with words so sweet, a make a broken heart mend
Now if we're meant, time will tell.
Signed,
your good friend Raquel.
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 4:51 PM UTC
Ya nadie graba
en las paredes
en los troncos
luis y maría
raquel y carlos
marta y alfonso
junto a dos corazones
enlazados
ahora las parejas
leen esas vetustas
incómodas ternuras
en las paredes
en los troncos
y comentan
qué ñoños
antes de separarse
para siempre
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