Darling, stop.

Darling, stop.
Stop your crying.
Darling, stop.
Stop your lying.

I need to know
What you've done.
I need to know
Why the tears have begun.

Will you tell me
What has your heart so torn?
Will you tell me
Why your life is so worn?

I promise to not
Look at you in scorn.
I promise to not
Mock your life's storm.

I promise to
Care for you always.
I promise to
Love you for the rest of my days.

So please, darling, stop.
I don't want to see one more year drop.

In a Moment of Madness--

In a moment of madness we all fall short
In a moment of sadness we all lose heart

In that second of falling we all desire
What we wouldn't before

In that second of brokenness we all have fire
Where we didn't before

In that small desire, something in us transforms
In that broken heart, something in us storms

We run away changed
Our souls are deranged

The Sound of Winter

The Sound of Winter

The snow falls
But we can't hear it

The snow is on the ground
But we can't hear it

The cold is in the air
But we can't hear it

The grass is all dry, brown
But we can't hear it

The trees are all bare
But we can't hear it

There's a heart that is crying
But we can't hear it


There's a fire in the place
And it cracks

There are branches on trees
And they crack

There is a footstep in the snow
And it cracks

There is a lake frozen over in ice
And it cracks

There is a sled and a whip
And it cracks

There is a heart that is breaking
And it cracks

Poverty

No one has flowers
They're all in the yard
No one can pick them
Because it's too hard

No one has water
It's all down the drain
Everyone is thirsty
Their throats all in pain

When He Came Back

I have come back
Did you miss me?
My life is in lack
Of the times when you kiss me.

I've laid awake at night
I was restless all day long
You've always been in my sight
No matter when I'm weak or strong

Nonsensical Poetry

There's chaos
On the border
And it's sorter
Out of order
Would you play us
A sorter quarter
And make it shorter
Than the last
Because the last one
Was a fast one
But a long one
All the same
And the past one
Was a strong one
Because it didn't have a name

a poem a day keeps the boring away

Happy April, everyone! Or better termed: Happy National Poetry Writing month!!

Here is a poem I promised. This picture was sent to me by my dear friend, Claire.
I was trying to find the perfect story behind it, and it took awhile. (I've had the picture in my inbox for a month or two)



We were young when we started
Now we've grown old, our friends departed

Together we've roamed this earth
Been through all toils and mirth

When we were young we lived freely
We didn't know it'd turn us sour and greedy

Selfish ambitions captured our hearts
We grew weak from the poisoned darts

We can't be free, we can't escape
We can't run from the lives we've shaped



Well, I hope you liked it. It didn't turn out as I had hoped, but it's an okay poem.
Claire, I hope you enjoyed it too! Sorry it took me so long to use the picture!