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Poem Details | by Carol Sunshine Brown |
Categories: love, mothermissing, missing,

It Is Springtime In Heaven

It is now springtime in heaven Sky is so blue...sun shining so bright Beautiful flowers are everywhere Angels are dancing...as the harps play Here on earth...we scamper around Sky is so blue...sun shining so bright Beautiful flowers are everywhere We are missing the angels in heaven Angels are dancing...as the harps play They await the day...as we do also As once again we will all be together Our mothers and us...in heaven above Dedicated to: Our Mothers in Heaven and her children who will be missing her this weekend on Mother's Day To all of you who still have your mother here on earth with you make sure she knows how much you love her


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: appreciation, autumn, grave, grief, loss, love, missing you,

Season Of September



Sunlight falls in breezy dapples across your lichened stone, solace now I seek in chapel’s old yard while we’re alone. It brings my heart back, being here - love; that I remember, the autumn brings a tender tear season of September. Neath supple sways my prayerful praise I offer you a hymn; may dreams evergreen be always blessed to soulful brim. ...church bells black - they toll the hours mourning time since you’ve been gone. Losing you and laughter ours wrong side of Heaven I am on... Green leaves that sigh like grieving silk have not yet turned to red, memories sweet as mother’s milk will nurse through snows ahead. It brings my heart back, being here - love; that I remember, the autumn brings a tender tear season of September. Susan Ashley September 7, 2018


Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, angst, cry, dad, death, depression, emotions, family, father, father daughter, fear, feelings, future, goodbye, grief, heart, heartbroken, heaven, how i feel, identity, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, love, memory, miss you, missing you, pain, parents, poets, prayer, sad, sorrow, strength, stress, urdu,

I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help







Poem Details | by Anna-Marie Docherty |
Categories: art, bereavement, body, care, death, death of a friend, dedication, devotion, emotions, farewell, feelings, future, giving, grief, heart, hope, how i feel, i love you, leaving, life, longing, lost, lost love, love, memory, miss you, missing, missing you, remember, sad, sad love, spiritual, strength, symbolism, tribute, trust,

Soul mates solace

When my final shadows cling on desperately
Where I fight formidable battles
to merely hold the light
I send you loving vibrations
and soul sustenance
Deep from the cathedral
of one heart to another
where today no choirs sing
nor symphonies play
Yet it is here where we meet
in spiritual solace
here to surrender 
and exchange inestimable treasures
recollecting memories 
like unopened letters
Galaxies are stretched
over chronicles of shared history
Nebula birthing stars
will be exposed
in forth-coming conversations
bringing short-lived fulfillment to you
Hungry to feast
now will be the time
to approve your blood art vision
and with my own haunting surrender
as dappled shades ink stain your chest
I will reside with you and share, mesmerised 
pens - by branding
as this will be your written reams to me
your artist's pallet or brushed canvas
no need for words
and yet creating
mysterious magical moments
Bitter-sweet the music
that dances taut guitar strings
but now blood approved
please go kick your heel up
return to your laughter
and ride on the breeze
for not all are lost
change not
for I am with you always
to love, listen and comfort as one
with you in me and I in you
as masterpiece


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: allegory, beauty, emotions, feelings, love, metaphor, together,

Not Missing Loves Beat

Not Missing Love’s Beat

Not missing love’s beat
Sails to you this golden bright morning rising so high 
Sails waving with light, joy, and such promise and hope 
One smile gasping breathless always for you my love

As you walk with me deeply into Eden’s very paradise
Dancing my heart love on that yellow brick road of dreams
Dying to be with you my love forever and ever and ever 
Dreams inside of eternal youth with my heart pounding so	

Awaiting the very day to come when I stand before you 
Down on bended knee holding your hands warmly smiling 
Kissing each and every single fingertip so exquisitely 
I shall ask you to be forever and always with me my love 

You will be my Queen with dazzling jewels of an ocean wide 
The other heartbeat echoing as two becomes one complete
Our thirst for love and passion is almost unquenchable
And my very psyche is afire with excitement when we caress

Sleeping at night my love brings me into your dream world
Where it’s me and you and you and me together floating
Through the very ether of time breathing rarefied air so
Deliciously as we’re hopelessly mesmerized in true love 

When I awaken from our nocturnal dream trance so joyously
We hold one another so lovingly and caress so warmly at once
We kiss passionately and longingly in a most sublime spirit while
Not missing love’s beat 

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (December 24, 2014) 
(Free Verse)


Poem Details | by John Hamilton |
Categories: absence, change, love hurts, missing you, relationship,

Autumn's desires

Autumn's desires

Your amber-umber eyes, penetrate me
as saffron sun sets on faces, ashen
Your suspicious mind raves with jealousy
as pumpkin winds chill our summers passion
your love transitions to winter's fashion.

Fire and ice keep flowing through your bold veins
Wild imaginations portend cold rains.

I dream of your ruby-red crimson lips
my mind won't rest until you have returned
the  touches from your ginger fingertips
we can rebuild the bridges that have burned,
then, we will laugh at all the lessons learned

I think of your flowing cinnamon hair
mem'ries of our home, and you being there.

John Derek Hamilton
September 16,2017


Poem Details | by CayCay Jennings |
Categories: change, growing up, love, missing, relationship, sad,

Goodbye Darling Peter Pan


Dearest Child-Adventuring Man, My Darling Peter Pan:

Since that never to be forgotten day when Wendy first brought you my way, my heart has been enchanted thru and true with love for you You are as magical as your happy-thought dust that brought me flight thru star-glimmer skies, shimmering great joy from my soul-core straight to my eyes With you, I have felt amazing fantasy as enthralling reality because of the wonder that is you and your purview.

I love Neverland, Tinker Bell, the boys and the countless joys that made 
up the minutes of each day we sharedThough nothing in my future will 
ever compare, I can no longer deny that I am compelled to step into adulthood, that such is what I should do, what I am meant to do, and must do without youIn your world, I will always be your girl, but in the traditional world, I must let my woman unfurlWhat is calling me onward and forward is all that you would never walk toward and risk dying adult-bored.
 
By the time you find this tear-smeared note, I shall be gone for I am not strong enough in my convictions to look into your eyes of Neverland insistence Peter, as long as I have breathe, you will own a room in my heart depths that no other could assume, and though said room will hold initial sad-gloom, it will, in time, be a room of constant memory-joy in bloom 

Turn any woe into a splendid crow of much ado, repeat until woe has winded you, then smile to know - 
                      I shall always gratefully and lovingly remember you …




..CayCay Jennings
March 28, 2018



Poem Details | by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: absence, love, miss you, missing, night, romantic love, sad,

Then I Wake

Skin like the morning, fresh with shimmering dew, Cheeks flushed with ecstasy’s playful hue, Under your soft gaze I quake, Sweetly poised to break, And then I Wake. There I lie, Joy fading to ache, Tears tracing the wish I make, Praying that the dawn might conjure you - Skin like the morning, fresh with shimmering dew
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Poem Details | by John Posey |
Categories: heartbroken, lost love, missing you,

Now and Then

Now And Then My heart still thinks about you – Now and Then -- My arms still want to hold you – Now and Then – And, even though I know you’re gone, Your mem’ry just keeps hanging on And I still think about you – Now and Then. My friends all ask about you – Now and Then. I tell them I still see you – Now and Then. Though you have someone to take my place, When I close my eyes I see your face – And your mem’ries, they still haunt me – Now and Then. My heart keeps on rememb’ring How much I loved you so – And though I know it’s over – My heart just won’t let go. And, when I think about you – Now and Then. I always see a love that should have been. My life will never be the same ‘Cause I’m always haunted by your name – Each time I think about you – Now and Then. Yes, I still think about you, Now and Then.


Poem Details | by Kim Merryman |
Categories: love, nostalgia, son, boy,

Missing My Little Boys

My babies have all gone,
They've grown and left the nest,
Spreading out their wings to fly,
Upon life's thrilling quest.

The years flew by so quickly.
Babies turned into little boys.
Little boys grew into manhood,
Putting away their childish toys.

I miss those little boy faces,
With their mischievous, winsome smiles.
I miss their childish chatter,
And their creative little boy wiles.

Why didn't I pay more attention?
Why didn't I play with them more?
Why didn't I realize how fleeting time was?
But I didn't and it makes my heart sore.

I miss the little boys that my sons were,
But I'm proud of the men they've become.
They'll always be my little boys,
And I will always love them.

Kim Merryman    3/10/12
Entered in SKAT's "Greatly Missed" contest


Poem Details | by Chuck Keys |
Categories: friendship, life, love, , cute,

Missing Teeth

Missing Teeth
                   Authored by Chuck Keys

a rainbow walked into my room
pretty enough to bloom
pink and purple with smiling missing 
teeth, happy as a butterfly cutely reminiscing

fulfilled deep brown eyes open wide sensitive
pensive and alert digesting the entirety of it all
innocently studying my face, yet with question
licking her lips, hungry in thought..
reciprocal smiles signaling raceless acceptance 

blind to doubt, hate, and experience of time
wanting to thirst willing to trust without rage
demanding more giving more deserving more
she stands proud filled with sugary sweetness
youthfully contrasting my many years  

she calls me papa, i call her princess
missing teeth and all


Poem Details | by Angelo Casiano |
Categories: age, daughter, death of a friend, family, little sister, love, missing you,

A message from Emilly

A message from Emilly
By Angelo Casiano


A message from above to those of you I love.
I love you more than you’ll ever know,
Even more now that I’m gone.
And my love for you will grow and grow,
Like the chorus to a song.
I had to leave much sooner than
 I thought, I must admit.
But you know mom, until I’m done,
 I’m never gonna quit
I left behind some parts of me,
 I have so much to give.
Because of you I’m strong enough,
 to help some others live.
So Daddy when you think of me,
While you watch the Phillies play
I’ll be sitting next to youI’ll be with you every day.
 You’ve given me the best of you.
And now I’m giving back.
I will love you for eternityNo matter were I’m at.


Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: flower, imagery, life, longing, love, missing, romantic,

Yasabel

Yasabel

By the waves and salty sea
That falls on shores so close to me

By the battles
Thus fallen comrades go

By the hills and by the lowlands
I wander looking for bluebells and heather hearts

By the way of sea or by way of land
Tiss the bagpipes that make me stand

Be they Gods of Christ or Celtic times
I pray me soul find peace in boggs remote with wine

Yasabel her breast held me close long ago
Her heart was the only I ever did know

Too and fro like the waves and the wind
By and by, time erodes the youth once then

Now, alone, if only love and the orange of me life
She swept me deep, while I battled long

In the highlands now I roam
Ashamed that I roam here all alone

When the heather bloomed
And the bluebells sang

I was away in foreign sands
If only, if only I had held your hand

Yasabel of another time
You are the one that was always and forever

Always on my mind


Poem Details | by Alexis Y. |
Categories: father, how i feel, love, missing you, tribute,

BACK WHEN I WAS A CHILD

The song that moves and
 touches my heart is dance 
with my father again.
Because I will never forget 
the man my father was.
Back when I was a child 
I longed to be in his 
presence.
He had a larger than life
personality
His nieces and nephews
looked at him as a father.
“Oh lord I’m dying to dance 
with my father again”.
Everytime I hear the song I 
begin to cry.
I long for his hug
I long to hear his voice
“Oh lord I’m dying to dance
 with my father
again”
“ Oh lord we’re all dying
 to dance with my father 
again”.

4-4-17
Alexis Y
Inspired by my favorite song
Dance With Father Again
Written by Richard Marx And
Luther Vandross
https://youtu.be/wmDxJrggie8


Poem Details | by CayCay Jennings |
Categories: appreciation, dad, father, love, missing,

My Father, My Dad

My voice is weak, my hand falters
As I attempt to speak of my Father.
Each night sleep takes me, then truth awakes me –
My Dad is gone, now dead.
My heart hears this from my head.
Wrapped in numbness, walking in nothingness,
I search for his presence.

The chain’s now broken, its brightest link gone.
My Dad was security and so mentally strong.
His mind quick, his wit sharp,
He always inspired my young heart.
Pleasing my Father was to lasso the sun.
In him my pride was first begun.

I picture his hands, legs and arms –
My protector from harm;
Wisdom was his voice, comforting his every choice,
Willpower his motto, sureness his step.
He was a man of incredible depth.
Knowing I am my Father’s daughter is a thought to be tenderly kept.
His final, “I love you” words, the most emotion I’ve heard yet.

I will miss you, Daddy.
Now and forever, naught will I forget.
I’ll see you each sunrise,
Mourn you each sunset.
Images crash around me, I’d have it no other way
Than your memory with me each and every day.



..CayCay Jennings
January 1, 2016


Poem Details | by Lyric Man |
Categories: crazy, dream, heartbroken, i miss you, lonely, longing, lost love,

I'M MISSING YOU

It's so true
Without my girl I'm blue, I don't know what to do
Sometimes it all starts to go hazy
I wonder if I'm going crazy 
From missing you
Girl, I'm missing you

I feel so cold, so dark and lost
In the night I turn and toss
I wonder, are you turning to

Maybe it's wrong to feel this way
To think I'll die if I don't hear you say
Boy, I'm missing you

See, I was longing all of my days
For a girl who puts me in a daze
Longed for a lover.my best friend
A romantic journey that has no end

Yeah..
You came to me like a dream come true
And I never felt so alive
A gift from Heaven to have a girl like you
Without your love I can't survive

Your so fine
Like a red delicious wine, better and better over time
Your sweet taste.Still on my lips
Crazy from being away on all these trips
I'm missing you
Girl, I'm missing you

I'm missing you

~Lyric Man

Note: This is a song I wrote in a lonely hotel room to my wifeShe is my absolute.my everything! The pain of being on the road and around others who love what I do, when she can't be there with me.it hurts my heart so muchSometimes I wonder if she or anyone else misses the person they love that much!


Poem Details | by Jannie Breedt |
Categories: lost love, missing you, sad love,

Night sky

Behold, a crack in the sky...
Its a star ! And then it multiplies...
A thousand million
 silver twinkling confetti...
Galactical milk in celestial ballet
Your white bedazzle takes the breath away
Soapsudded moon and underwater candellabra
In an ocean of quiet delivery
Oozes a rhapsody, nay a symphony!
Gliding on golden orbital slide
A bridal comet gown on fluted notes
MAGNIFICAT! MAGNIFICAT! MAGNIFICAT!


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: art, loss, love, missing you, passion, relationship, romance,

Embrace That Love, Romance That So Overwhelms

Embrace That Love, Romance That So Overwhelms

Sad and alone, missing your breath again
my heart's softest beat, my one truest friend;
with your smile a dawn's symphony of lights,
your ardor the wondrous magic, our nights
and your caress, the treasure of paradise
no more needed, such will always suffice.

Walk with me, into depths of kingly realms.
Embrace that love, romance that so overwhelms.

I sit sad and alone, singing my pains
my soul's deepest desires, our love's remains;
your sweetest touch at morn's new brightest hours,
our bed of silk, together our showers
and promise of day's pleasures with you
each a bounty, a blessing, just we two.

Walk with me, into depths of kingly realms.
Embrace that love, romance that so overwhelms.

Sad and alone, missing your breath again
my heart's softest beat, my one truest friend;
with your smile a dawn's symphony of lights,
your ardor the wondrous magic, our nights
and your caress, the treasure of paradise
no more needed, such will always suffice.

Walk with me, into depths of kingly realms.
Embrace that love, romance that so overwhelms.

Robert JLindley, 9-21-2018
Rhyme, ( A Romance That Never Dies )


Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, angst, best friend, cancer, courage, cry, dad, daughter, death, dedication, emotions, eulogy, family, farewell, father, father daughter, fathers day, feelings, first love, goodbye, grief, heartbroken, heaven, hero, i love you, identity, inspirational, june, life, loss, lost, lost love, love, memory, mentor, miss you, missing you, mom, pain, parents, remember, sad, sad love, sister, slam, sorrow, soulmate, strength, tribute, urdu,

We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: break up, cry, feelings, i miss you, missing you, sad love, today,

Indian Giver

(To give then take)

I shut my eyes for a few seconds today
Missing you, I wished you were here
Then suddenly the walls became dim 
My heart murmurs your name 
I swallow the tears behind my eyes 
Claiming back the wish 
Why would I ever let myself fall in love again?

By: PD


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: adventure, car, change, confusion, culture, cute love, destiny, lost, love, meaningful, metaphor, miss you, missing, missing you, motivation, passion, people, philosophy, places, proposal, remember, romantic, science, senses, simple, smart, social, spoken word, symbolism, time, travel, true love, visionary, wisdom,

Roads

the shortest road
is the one that you know
the longest road
is the one that you love


Poem Details | by Therese Bacha |
Categories: journey, love, missing you, son,

ABC Love Poem

                            ~My Trip With Love~

A arrival from Montreal to San Francisco seeing my son and his children.
B beautiful red roses on my approach expressing their love towards me

C for caring to have an eye contact honoring my motherly devotion & fidelity.
D for dreams come true when i sleep at night in my own studio

E for enjoy having our breakfast first day while exchanging our life time stories.
F for faithfulness towards one another was so important since his childhood.

G good friends who invites me to their homes to meet their families.
H for happiness when I run to the restaurant help greett his customers at work.

I interfering with my sons life is a long forgotten issue, a perpetual respect 
J for jokes we exchange together through evenings laughing endlessly.

K kissing me good night when the night is over for me to retire.
L for love that I get from both of them when I cook an oriental dish.

M morning ride on a tour with family & soft music while driving.
N for never do I complain about any subject when shared together

O older, but I don't let them feel my arthritis pains when I am visiting
P for pictures are taken as souvenirs from this fabulous journey once a year 

Q quite evenings when I leave my son and wife to have an intimate night.
R for roll up my sleeves to clean their home to amaze them out of love.

S surprise when home from work to a house clean & table set for dinner
T transport for me is the subway my independence not to bother him.

U unique love between a son and mother, he is my rockBest friends.
V variable outings touring the city while discussing his children's future.

W wanting those happy days to last foreverBut will return next year
X xylophone for enjoying the music of our last dinner together.

Y yearning from my depth to have wanted my stay to last longer.
Z zone when we said farewell at the end of the visitors areaTears of joy.
Visiting my sons once a year is my dream come true foreverThe love for my children has always been, "The Endless Love Of A Child".

Therese Bacha
28/5/2013

 An ABC poem :For Alfred Vassello


Poem Details | by tara jennings |
Categories: absence, analogy, cry, december, grief, how i feel, i love you, leaving, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, lost love, metaphor, missing, missing you, mom, moon, mother, nostalgia, spoken word,

Moon bridge

The moon so bold seems cold
with a halo of midnight glow
I sit mesmerized as the night grows old.

I bleed still, even after all these years
and I wait again through the night
aching in the depths of my soul
that no other seems to know
the Loneliness that has become my companion.

In the darkness we wait and confide in the other
our deepest fears as memories fade
in and out each season of change
            the nostalgia tempers the wars of pain
this tempestuous foe of ours
         wails at the gates of midnight
howling the warble of humanities last grace.

How the comfort of minds and hearts
turn from light to deep dark in the face 
of eternities long time clock...

I ache with wanting, with need and passion
          it is a lie that time heals and wounds scar
each night is fresh like the first
                              when I faced realities shock.

Who can wait with me?
Who can hold this hound at bay?
Who can cherish what little love left in me
             and make the broken whole?


I ache to be loved again as the love that burns
and waits inside of me
Who can comfort this emptiness and fill the void
                that so many leavings have left?

Cherish and love to honor and protect
             but who can slay these demons that hold my heart in wrath?
Who will walk the sulfur clouds of hell to save my mind
     and deliver my world to the gates of heaven
      with life, not death bridging the distance of pain?

I sit and wait at the floor of the moon each night
waiting for that bridge to carry me yonder,
      this moon who hangs heavy and ripe with the yearning of my soul
with clouds aglow as if I could sweep them across a canvas
   with the brush held in your hand

I rage at her as I wait, but still I wait and weep
as Loneliness and I keep each others company
wishing the clouds of that great moon could truly create
a way to find the lost, a pathway to home, lit by the legacy our love.



Internal rhyme
Imagery
Assonance
Alliteraton
Repetition
Synesthesia


Poem Details | by Pandita Sanchez |
Categories: love, missing you, soldier, son, tribute,

A Tribute to Jayson, My Brave Warrior

A Tribute to Jayson, My Brave Warrior
My dear son, Jayson When you called late last night to let me know You were deploying to go overseas tomorrow In spite of my great resolve I broke down and sobbed.
The little boy I lovingly nurtured So witty and good-natured So kind, compassionate, and loving You’ll always be my sweet boy Even though the world now sees you as a grown man.
Recalling special times when I showered your baby face with kisses Or tickled your armpits Howling with laughter, you would beg me “Do it again, Mommy, I love it!”
I remember all those moments we had At times rocky, sometimes sad But most of all memorable and enjoyable. I remember your growing pains All your questions, anxieties, and mixed-up emotions Yes, we made it through hurdles you and I Making me laugh, making me cry But taking that journey together was quite priceless!
You’re now a strong, valiant, young man Willingly putting your life on the line Many have thanked you for your service And, my brave warrior, I am so proud of you When I hear your humble, heartfelt reply, “Glad to do it!”
You’re just simply the best! While you took a minute to leave the nest I’m grateful for the extra time we were given But I know It’s time to let you go – Go take your rightful place in the world.
You’ve grown wings like a fierce eagle It’s your time to fly high! Now soar! But remember that you are always a part of me And even though we may no longer hold hands We are still holding hearts.
These tear-splattered pages Reflect my anguished heart Knowing you’re prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice for your country I pray that you will return to me safe and sound I love you, my hero - my precious son. Godspeed! ¡Vaya con Dios!
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Poem Details | by Danitra David |
Categories: longing, lost love, love, missing, passion, together, wedding,

Runaway with me

Would you pack up and run away with me if I were to ask you to today?
Would you throw aside all the past? The turbulence we shared? Would you forget the screaming matches and remember what we shared?

If I dream of this; is there a chance that it may come true? The answer is too much time has passed, and there’s nothing more to say or do (unhappy face)

But I keep on hanging on, like a worn out Diana Ross songI blame you; bellowing ”you just keep me hanging on”

It seems I fell victim to the powers of your kissI treated you badly I didn’t realize how much I’d miss

In this case there are no victims, there are only volunteers, and it seems you too fell ‘victim’, still loving me after all of these years.

I’d like to say I am sorry, but this is a worn out tuneI do have regretsI blame it all on meAs they say it takes two to tango I wish now that I could see

But then how could I be sorry to have loved so passionately? I am the lucky one, that someone too loved me

I still ask would you run away with me? Take me to the justice one more time for a quiet ceremony? 

Walk with me through life as if this is something we ever knew how to doAccept the others faults with no backdoor to escape through.
 
Grow old and gray together family at our side, the American dream they call it a wild, bumpy ride.

All of the latter is something we will likely never know, but the passion once shared will surely never go.

Its electrical magnetic charge is etched upon my heartThose times when we were young and would just do ‘it’ anywhere, that heat that drew us like flames we didn't have a care

I ask again, would you run away with me?! Run away with me now!!! there’s no time to make hasteLife really is short we mustn't let it waste.

My beauty fades fast my love, my lines have become deep, my desires they are waningStill my love for you I keep

Run away with me my sweetheart I promise I’ll be fairI will love you to the ends of time, more than you can bare

Run away even if you have to wait until the dark of nightRun away with me my love make everything alright


Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, allegory, analogy, anger, angst, blue, change, character, conflict, confusion, corruption, courage, cry, dark, depression, desire, emo, emotions, fear, first love, growth, hate, heartbroken, introspection, life, lonely, longing, loss, love, lust, miss you, missing, missing you, senses, sorrow, wisdom, world,

It Can't Be Real

A truth in rage of insult furrows my mind
For it is only an offense given to me by myself
In the mouths of others far innocent than I
I feel the tears trickle down my cheeks
For I have surfaced into an ugly mistake
I am always inadequate in this brain
I try to shine like the advice of grace given
But confidence rarely rears its head my way
There’s a sort of shade blocking its way
A shade that darkens everyday

That very shade led me to believe my feelings are wrong
That I will never belong so long as they are not controlled
I must be careful—for the lines of love and lust run cold
I hate myself truly this night
And no one but myself will give me the right
The very right to degrade my every being
Because you are not seeing what I am seeing

There is no point
My lines run cold
Can I be so bold as to say
I still love with a pang of indistinguishable doubt 
All feelings enter in
As my truth blurs and checks out

Your words pierce me so deep
I cannot describe the pain I feel
God it hurts so bad
It can’t be real

Much like the love I have come to embrace
The very love that links to your face
Tears don’t give it justice

It can’t be real
Much like the love I will never face


Poem Details | by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories: death, dream, longing, love, missing you, romance, star,

You Shine Your Light

You shine your light in darkest night
Your beacon burning there so clear
If I had wings then I’d take flight 
You shine your light in darkest night 
I feel your warmth holding me tight 
As in your arms you draw me near 
You shine your light in darkest night
Your beacon burning there so clear

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.24.2014


Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, anniversary, dad, dedication, family, father daughter, fathers day, love, memory, missing you, parents, remembrance day, song, tribute,

Daddy's Song

Time has passed by so quickly
You’ve been gone 2 yrs today
I never knew something could hurt so much
The wound from losing you hasn’t even begun to heal
It’s still fresh and split wide open 
Daddy, how do we do this?

I still buy your candy
Candy I’ll never eat again
I just give it away days later
It's just something that I gotta do

Oh Daddy, what are we supposed to do
Without you here with us
It’s so hard to believe
You were here and now you’re gone
What are we gonna do

Daddy, How will we find our place in this world, now
When you and Mom are all we’ve ever known.
I wish I could wake up from this nightmare
And you’d still be here

Oh Daddy, what are we supposed to do
Without you here with us
It’s so hard to believe
You were here and now you’re gone
What are we gonna do

I hope you can't hear me
When I cry out to Heaven to get me through Hell
I don't want you to be sad
None of this is your fault

How are we supposed 
To fill this empty space
Nothing can replace 
The life we made with you
I wouldn't let it even try

Those old wore out flannel shirts you loved so much
Gets me through nights
When nights get tough
They make me feel so close to you
Daddy what are we supposed to do

You've missed so much
Your first grandson has a daughter now
She's beautiful, Daddy
She looks so much like you
Your second grandson
Your name sake, Graduated 8th grade
What I wouldn’t give to have seen your face
When you heard his name called
Your granddaughter, your Tator-head got glasses
She loves them, unlike the rest of us
How are we supposed to do this without you here
What are we gonna to do

Time has passed by so quickly
You’ve been gone 2 yrs today
I never knew something could hurt so much.

What are we supposed to do now
We miss you Daddy
   


Poem Details | by Scribbler Of Verses |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, boyfriend, cry, dance, emotions, for her, girlfriend, goodbye, how i feel, i love you, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost love, love, memory, miss you, missing, music, people, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, song, together, truth, woman, women, write,

I've Scribbled This Song For You



I've Scribbled This Song For You...


I'm wasting my days,
my empty nights too,

I should have held on,
but I simply lost you,

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

yes, I should have kept,
you close to my skin,

soaking your warmth,
but you were laughing,

at my foolish grin...


now I'm all broken,
and torn apart,

but what the hell,
I was always late,
for the tolling of the bell,

and now...

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

so kiss me now like you once did,
I'm tired of being so carefully hid,


la laa laa la laa laa laa...


(repeat to fade)


:-)


Poem Details | by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: best friend, loss, love, missing you,

Living In the Past

Play for me, Long May You Run,
to shed a tear and reminisce
of open roads when life begun,
to think of those now gone and missed.

Play for me a tender song
to share with some good friends like you.
Let's laugh and cry and sing along.
I know you feel the way I do.

Faced with the choice of moving on
or falling in the past's abyss,
I'd rather meet each day's new dawn
with those dear souls I love and miss.

Long may they run, sun-kissed somehow, 
though I have changed so much since then.
I wonder if they'd know me now
and warm me with their love again.


Inspired by Neil Young's Long May You Run, 11/12/2014