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I'm in love with someone's daughter
living in the shards of a broken home
Cutting herself on two year-old letters
These are moments she can't fake;
reasons to feel alone
So used to abuse, her tears start to shake
I hold her close as her head starts to ache
"I love you too much,
so I can't let your heart break."
She said, "I know you love me,
but you've made a mistake."

I never meant for anyone to be my pulse.
I promise not to step on your feet
if you teach me how to waltz.
 Nov 2014 Yolanda Smith
Joanna
Are you really at peace when your breath matches mine?
slightly ragged, full of passion, or is it just lies?
Are your eyes full of romance or are you just trying,
to fill up the void to keep yourself from dying.
Are you in love with my smile like I am with yours,
or are you just lonely and deeply unsure.
Tell me the truth with both your body and mouth,
tell me the truth before this all goes south.
© Joanna Mrsich. All rights reserved
Taking time for granted
Each moment that we shared
What if I don't get the chance
To tell you how much i cared

Why does it take an illness
Why does it take pain
To make us all realize
What we'll lose and what we'll gain?

I have this moment of weakness
Because there's nothing i can do
Cannot comfort or cure or help
I can only pray you make it through

Loss is painful and heart breaking
So please don't make me say goodbye
I'm not ready to have you gone
So please stay by my side

I never want to see you go
And it pains me to see her cry
I love you all so very much
Like i said, don't make this goodbye

When i heard the news
All i did was weep
It seems the things i love
I never get to keep

I fear the hospital visits
The pain etched in your eyes
I cannot see you hurting
And watch your chest slowly fall and rise

This trial and this obstacle
Made me realize i can't always be strong
I must rely on others
To help me get along
I wrote this for my best friend,  her grandpa is very sick. I would appreciate your prayer, thank you!
I use my words too mindlessly for anyone to be
Affected by the air I take to give my voice a beat
And when I swallow all of it my silence wakes again
To give my thoughts the company I haven't in a friend
I roam the quiet corridors and try to find a way
To speak without depending on the flesh I wear today
But all I see is nothing when I open up my eyes
I'll say this off the record - we are whole if *nothing dies
lacking completeness
If age is a state of mind,
you made an old baud of me
before my time
You'll get no complaints
on that front
The one last thing I require is your presence
Are you asking me to believe,
what I can't see?
Or just to complete the work on the Bridge?
*This is poem was relayed to me as a special request via the Esters.  An additional unrelated note to follow on LJ.*
 Apr 2014 Yolanda Smith
PrttyBrd
Paint my screen with love.
By virtual osmosis, perhaps I shall smile
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one stroke senryu
I've firmly shut one door in love
and slowly creaked open another...
In an attempt to eventually find what I'm looking for.
For the pains of love to be worthwhile.
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