I Am A Survivor
I am not everything
that has happened to me.
I am everything I became
while I healed.
I am not everything
that has happened to me.
I am everything I became
while I healed.
Great job. I really like it. Putting on our wings and taking another chance could be the very best thing for us.
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It’s difficult to take in the entirety of something
when you are standing inside of it.
Valleys are best seen from peaks.
Mountains from their bases.
One should always keep an open mind when viewing the world around them, and what you say in your beautiful poem is so true, and other people often can see our inner beauty before we do. That...
There is
a strength in you
you haven’t even
begun to find.
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It’s the little things
isn’t it
that mean more than anything
and the simple pleasures
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no matter how weary
she kept pouring
but her cup never ran dry, for God
And on Tuesdays you must look at
yourself in the mirror and say
“I am worthy. I need to be here.
And I am grateful I am.
I was never looking
for another half
to make me whole,
just someone
It is really pleasing that the poet has portrayed the highly weighted thought behind the poem in such a short and simple manner. I love the concept. It is true that everyone is a...
The future of the world
is in your class today
So teacher do be proud
and trust in what you say
I send anxiety
a cease and desist letter.
I close her mouth.
Unbind her gnawing disquiet,
There's something about
how the sea draws me in
much like your eyes
even though I know I could drown
Your love
Goes with me
Today and every day.
I miss you in silence
And every moment in between
But I’m a little busy unfolding
Those pieces of who I used to be
One has to find themself, I agree, and not be totally reliant on somebody. I know because I was never allowed to live freely; now my independence I treasure dearly.
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Somewhere between
hello and goodbye
a whole life happened.
And now, I am left to wonder
You are the only one
who can save you
no one else can
do it for you
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in my weeping, He is still good
in my fear, He is still good
in my weariness, He is still good
in my pain, frustration, hurt, and shame
Strength comes
In so many forms.
In giving people
Second chances,
I regret the end.
The way we couldn't
leave one another
Wow! Good job. Sometimes hindsight will have us saying "What if?" And in the final review of an ended relationship, there may have been something else we could have done to make things work...
Give me you
tired and tattered
restless and weary
a heart that’s been shattered
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Letting go doesn’t
always look how you think it will.
Sometimes it happens all at once.
Sometimes it’s in phases.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more and more.
You have come so far,
trekked forward
shedding layers of
everything that
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Beautiful Girl,
you don’t even realize
that some people
look at your madness
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She was scared to let go.
She was worried that everything might fall apart.
But she felt this heaviness, every day, growing in her heart.
So she took a deep breath.
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every day changes you
sometimes a lot
sometimes barely
but life never stops
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You can be unhappy and still be in love.
You can be in love and still walk away.
You can walk away and still feel the weight of loss.
You can feel the weight of loss and still stand tall.
There will be days
when your heart will break.
And there will be days when
your heart will soar.
Inspiring. Truthful and well-written. I like it. Good read.
In cracked skin
and calloused hands
morning light
and greying hair
I’ve written you
so many letters
I won’t send.
I’ve rehearsed
It is funny how things can be funny, even if when they are not. Distance was said to separate but in my experience, I realized that it brings people even closer (thus, more concentrated in...
How about sad but hopeful.
Lonely but looking inward.
Resting but planning your next step.
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Try as I may, try as I do,
there are days when I wish
I could go back
to the girl I used to be
Sometimes
you’ve got to look
straight into the
tired eyes of the
sometimes I wonder
why life feels
so uphill most of the time.
but maybe
Let them miss you.
Let them wonder what wild joy you’re chasing,
why you didn’t think to invite them along.
Let them hear your laughter from afar,
Hearts are delicate
yet incredibly resilient.
They break and break open,
yet they beat
Pull away the world
so that it is just us two.
Silence the chaos
inside and outside our heads.
Talk about rekindling something lost; that will do it. Good read and flow.
I want it all
The insanity
The good,
The bad,
I don’t want attachment.
I want love.
I don’t want you to be
Why do you
try so hard
to hold on
to people
You are enough
You have always been enough, and
You will forever be
Enough
There’s so much I want to say to you,
words I buried in my mind
but when it’s time to sing the verses
the melodies come out wrong.
Being in a one-sided love situation is never good. Putting yourself on hold for an undetermined amount of time can put a person in a space that's hard to come back from. There's no easy way...
The thing is:
Love will break you.
That is a guarantee.
Yet at the same time,
Wow! This is too cool. I really like it. And I really agree. Very good job.
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I am learning to find hope
in the smallest and most unexpected places
like the whispers through the forest
and the velvet evening sky
This poem speaks to me. I really like it. We spend so much of our time focusing on things that really don't make life better and we miss out on many of the things that do.
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maybe the answer is simple,
and all along
there's been relief--
if the strands of your soul
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You get through the bad days
because you have no other choice.
There is nothing else you can do
but hold tightly to your smile
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it under water until it could no longer breathe.
You have shattered every memory of us,
Like glass, touching it I risk hurting every time.
The hard truth of having one too many last changes. Sometime there is no coming back from crossing the line. We may not be able to fix what we broke, but learning from it can help prevent us...
I give and take,
I give and take,
I give and take.
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
Another job very well done. Very insightful and very easy to read. I like this style.
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