This is a bunch of poems that I have written be honest I know there are grammar errors and punctuation errors I did that on purpose. Please be honest. Thank you! :) ~The Ghost of your dreams~ I am the ghost in this house I am the chill in the air. I was once the owner of this landscape bare. Another family lives here. I see many people come and go. I am trapped I pray that one day I can go Heavenly bound. I am the ghost of your dreams I am not the first of my kind. There are many of us. Some still live. Others are dead. Why do we go through life invisibly? Many thought they see us and ignore us. Some even knew us. But they have forgotten that we are there. Or they cast us away. I sleep in my cloud bed Then remember why I lived. I worship my God. I worship living creatures and vegetation. Now that I am by his side. I am the ghost. THE GHOST OF YOUR DREAMS. ~Family~ Have you got one? A picture one like on TV? Do you all have each other's backs? Or, hold knives behind your own? Do you know what each other likes and dislikes? Maybe but then maybe not right? Family is a loaded word now. Family turns out to be your children and pets. Family turns out to be your co-workers and the bird chirping at your window in the morning. Family should mean something. But does it really mean anything anymore? Kids killing their parents, Parents killing kids. Neglect and abuse. Everyone is out for themselves. The ones who break off into cliques. Like high school freshmen. Casting you aside. The black sheep. The ones who show up only to see if they gained anything from someone else's loss. Family right? You tell me where family truly lives? Maybe this sounds like a bad dream to you. But it's a reality for so many of us. Please if you have a family hold on to it. What you have another person has none. ~Today~ Jenny ran to play Like she did every day Little did she know This was viewed as a show. Suzie over there Watches with wonder and care. Wishing she could play. And enjoy her day. Stuck in this room. Filled with needles and doom Machines running. And alarms beeping Yet there’s this silence and it’s deafening. Today could have passed. But somehow she stayed. This is why. She tried to go But fell back down with woe. Little Suzie knows the physical pain. She knows the toll this takes. She is tired. Weak and broken. Her mother was long gone. To dust she returned. Fought years now it's Suzie's turn. This is a reality for many. Not just a show. People getting sick and all the sorrow. Nothing new has been found to help. Yet technology for leisure keeps advancing. Why isn't there something more that can be done? Please everyone help us find some. ~Soilders~ Day by day Night by night They all stand and fight For what I ask myself. Why? Look at what society does years down the line. Homeless. Abused Forgotten and then used. Walk a mile in their shoes. Adorn the equipment. Listen to the sounds. “Saving Private Ryan and Pearl Harbor, Go back to the beginning. The Patriot, To Hacksaw Ridge. Ask any elderly individual. Ask any disabled individual. Ask those with PTSD. As we can all relate. Do your research. Understand. Maybe one day the war will end. Bring them home. Keep them there. Call a truce. Make this all stop. But if it ever stops What if everything stops? ~Hope~ I hope that people will soon change. Maybe finally open their eyes and solve problems? Money and hustle are all that's noticed. But guess what? You can't take that with you. One day we all go. We are all human. We all bleed red Hope is all that I have left. And yet My heart tries to believe people change. Hope Is there a little that you could spare? Just a little so I can care? Holding out Weiry hearted Prayer is something I need to restart. Broken heart. Ice cold blood Hate blooming where Love should be. Someone, please help. Let's make a difference. Sun on my face Wind in my hair Floral scents wafted here and there. Grass blowing Seeds falling New life being born that nature calling Water gently falls sitting still in a pond. Help preserve this. Don't build on it. Trees falling second by second. Climate getting more and more toxic Someone big. Help us here Help Let's preserve this while we have it. Don't be cruel. Let's fix what we can. One tree per person One garden or plant in every yard. If bees die off Mankind has 4 years left to live. Plant those flowers. Fix community gardens, Help preserve life for a few more years. You Your eyes hold me captive Your smile makes me melt Yet your words are cold and calculating Your actions seem sincere Yet your distance is uncanny You switch from victim to aggressor But what you don't know Is I know you. I know you all too well. You can't fool the fool. You held a fraction of my attention A whisper of my thoughts For now, You are nothing but a fleeting memory. You are all but gone. You have no power over me anymore. For you were just a hope. A tiny sliver of hope. Today will be good I will laugh I will smile I will calm the tears threatening to fall I will Today will be perfect Nothing out of place The family will smile and be merry Friends will copy and paste the atmosphere throughout the place Today I will not worry Today I will not let them get to me If only for the sunlight hours That will be perfect My demons will stay at bay Where they can't touch me Today Will be good For tomorrow is not promised So today I will. The shadows The shadow's hands were cold as ice Thy teeth as sharp as blades The chill as frigid as the tundra Yet the shadows hold my hand in a promise The promise of comfort. Thoughts change patterns over and over. Sometimes in a loop. Never does anything more happen. Eloping me in their false words. Nothing happens nothing is solved Everything that I can and everything that I am is within these walls Light burns too bright for thine eyes And yet the darkness tends to be my only constant Knowing that I need sun for health Knowing that there is more out there Yet never having the time, never having a way And never able to get there one step forward Three steps back The shadows are winning. I just hope to come out with a little of the lie I had before. Love Can someone call upon me? Take me to court, with chaperones In meadows filled with green Promise me the world Hold me in your mind's eye Later making a trophy sitting in a case Can someone call upon me? Never getting love and mine is going to waste. I have loved to share But do I deserve love? So far this is my fear Love is more valuable than anything shiny Love is hard to find Yet hasted lost Nothing staying strong The smallest problem and its gone Can someone show me love? Not just circumstantial love? Someone calls upon me. Show me it's real. Call upon me. Show me how to feel. |