DESTINED TO FLY - by Ashley Hyder

 

DESTINED  TO  FLY by Ashley Hyder I remember the day we met.Too young to see the danger.I didn't know the devil you were,That you'd fill me with so much anger. At first you gave me comfort,Numbed me from the pain,But the light you gave me faded,Brought blackness to my veins. Your trap worked as always.I am not the only one to fall.So many friends forever gone now;No one's left to call. Dragged me to rock bottom,Each day a life in hell anew,Felt there was no possibilityOf breaking this dependence on you. Every day I wokeWith only you on my mind,Desperate for your love,More desperate for you to die. Through time I saw you were evil.I watched you steal my soul.Each time I tried to get away,You would not let me go. Tried to scream and cry,Eventually accepted my fate.Everyone had tried to warn me,And now it was too late. Family and friends could never understand,Couldn't hear my silent plea.They did not want to seeThe sick effect you had on me. You locked me in a cell.You made me freeze at night,Made me deceive those I loved,Made me live in constant fright. Left broken, battered, and bruised,My number of scars grew.Both physical and mental,While the number of wasted years flew. Went through the motions like a zombie.No longer did I seeAny type of futureIn this world for me. You erased any shred of hopeWhen everyone turned their backs.Difficult to escape this dark hole and cope,Impossible to defend against your attacks. I knew no church, no God.YOU, my ultimate power.No way to know real love.I was now a rotted, dead flower. Then one day it happened.Most amazing hope one moment brings,And I decided then and thereThat I would grow my wings. No longer will you take from meLike you have stolen all these years.You will never take my life.No longer will I cry these tears. I will deal with the pain.I will swallow all my pride.I will deal with my life of rubble.I'm prepared for this difficult ride. If it kills me to leave you,Then I will gladly die,Because with you I'm only surviving,And I have been destined to fly. I will soar, laugh, and smile,Will breathe my life once more.I will go back to a timeBefore you came knocking at my door.

 

I MISS... - by Thalia Jones

 

I  MISS... by Thalia Jones I miss how we used to be,So vibrant, so honest, so wild and free. I miss the way you would understand,Listen carefully, and be there when I needed a hand. I miss our long, random talks at night,Our private conversations,Our silly little fights. I miss the way you could read my mind,Know what to say,When words were hard to find. I miss the way you could brighten my day,Make me forget the mistakes,Make the pain go away. I miss how you made me laugh,Hate how you made me cry, Loved how you said you would always be there,But once again, I forgot that everything you say is a lie.

 

DIVORCE - by Hasmukh Amathalal

 

DIVORCE by  Hasmukh Amathalal  I will stay separate and divorce Lambasted a lady with strong force I was taken a back at once, Never heard such anger since,  Was it natural out burst? Why all of sudden she wanted me to oust? Thought for a while and remained cool, Immediate reaction would be sign of fool, Never I shamed her or neglected, On all the matters almost contacted, Remained possessively forever connected, Why then she hastily acted? I must cool her down, Convince her to shed the frown, All the actions I must disown, Full praise and put on head a crown, She will relent, If offered no arguments, Kept mum and offered no comment, She will find the way and lament, Why dear you are in such state? Has any one trouble you or mob irate? Nothing of that sort but you have failed, In my own house I feel jailed, You have no time to spare, No talk and not going any where, I am confined all the times here, You have no sweet words which I want to hear, I saw the valid reason, The rain was timely and of season, I must respect her wishes, She was not at home for washing the dishes, She was at home once again, I too had trust to regain, I said few with sincere sorry, This relieved her from all worries

 

 

SAD SONG - by Rahel Bluwstein

 

SAD  SONG by  Rahel Bluwstein Do you hear me, you who areSo far away from me, my dear?Do you hear me crying aloud,Wishing you were well, wishing you were near? The world is vast, its ways diverse,Brief meetings, partings long,Men, with unsure feet, post on never to return, too weakTo find the treasure they have lost.My last day drawing nearOf the tears of separationI will await you untilmy life leavesas Rahel did her beloved.

 

 

BE NOT SAD - by James Joyce

 

BE  NOT  SAD   by  James Joyce Be not sad because all menPrefer a lying clamour before you:Sweetheart, be at peace again - Can they dishonour you ? They are sadder than all tears;Their lives ascend as a continual sigh.Proudly answer to their tears:As they deny, deny.

 

 

 

A SAD CHILD - by Margaret Atwood

 

A  SAD  CHILD by Margaret Atwood You're sad because you're sad. It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical. Go see a shrink or take a pill, or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll you need to sleep. Well, all children are sad but some get over it. Count your blessings. Better than that, buy a hat. Buy a coat or pet. Take up dancing to forget. Forget what? Your sadness, your shadow, whatever it was that was done to you the day of the lawn party when you came inside flushed with the sun, your mouth sulky with sugar, in your new dress with the ribbon and the ice-cream smear, and said to yourself in the bathroom, I am not the favorite child. My darling, when it comes right down to it and the light fails and the fog rolls in and you're trapped in your overturned body under a blanket or burning car, and the red flame is seeping out of you and igniting the tarmac beside your head or else the floor, or else the pillow, none of us is; or else we all are.

 

 

 

AN AUTUMN RAIN - SCENE - by Thomas Hardy

 

AN  AUTUMN  RAIN - SCENE  by Thomas Hardy There trudges one to a merry-making With sturdy swing, On whom the rain comes down. To fetch the saving medicament Is another bent, On whom the rain comes down. One slowly drives his herd to the stall Ere ill befall, On whom the rain comes down. This bears his missives of life and death With quickening breath, On whom the rain comes down. One watches for signals of wreck or war From the hill afar, On whom the rain comes down. No care if he gain a shelter or none, Unhired moves on, On whom the rain comes down. And another knows nought of its chilling fall Upon him aat all, On whom the rain comes down.

 

WORDS THAT STAY OVER - by Joseph Auslander

 

WORDS  THAT  STAY  OVER by Joseph Auslander Having watched the wild gulls gather, disperse, And knowing no better and no worse What beauty is and the beating of wings in my eyes And the wind beating in their cries; Having seen white breast colour and of beaks The rapid flash and the whistling streaks  Something in me not to be quieted Asserts itself like the sound of birds over water and speaks: And I say: It would be a simple thing to bear The weight of death, the impact of despair, The pressure of contempt or even silence or yet Endure a clamour I cannot forget; All this would be a simple thing if words And water and the bitterly radiant birds, Gold dark twilight and one throat and one Face mirroring stars, one mouth murmuring and eyes still wet  If all this and all these and the little things That have such terrible strength could beat like wings On water once, like wings beating, like swords On water beating ... and then no more ! ... But words, Words that stay over though the voice is dead To the words; the terror of something someone said Long ago somewhere and laughed at long ago  These rust in the brain and grope like a wound that has never bled.

 

 

 

ONE DAY - by Shaydee A. Ault

 

ONE  DAY by Shaydee A. Ault One day you're gonna see her, But she won't be looking at you. One day you'll feel like she did, And you won't know what to do. One day you're gonna love her, But she won't feel the same. One day you'll know how it feels To have your blue skies turn to rain. One day you'll dream of only her, But she'll be dreaming of someone else. One day she'll feel as if she's in heaven, And you'll be feeling as if you're in hell. One day you're gonna cry for her The way she did for you. One day you're going to miss her, But she'll be loving someone new.

 

 

 

THE TWO OF US - by Antoinette McDonald

THE  TWO  OF  US by Antoinette McDonald I wish I knew what has become of the two of usWe used to talk, now I can't speak anymoreI'm told I speak way too loudNothing I have to say ever comes out right I wish I knew what has become of the two of usWe used to have funNow we can't stand to be around one anotherAll we ever seem to do is fight I wish I knew what has become of the two of usWe used to laughNow all I want to do is cryYou no longer hold me in your arms at night I wish I knew what has become of the two of usWe spoke of the future quite oftenNow it just seems bleak and blindWe no longer have the sunshine that is so bright I wish I knew what has become of the two of usWe don't seem to see eye to eyeIt feels like we move only mechanicallyDoesn't look like there's any hope in sight I wish I knew what has become of the two of usNothing seems the same at allHave we gotten too old to love one anotherHas our marriage lost its delight ?

 

 

TASTING THE RAINDROPS - by Anonymous-17

 

TASTING  THE  RAINDROPS by Anonymous-17  Looking in your eyes I feel myself falling in love with you You said I love you And I said it too We went to our very own special spot For no real reason at all We sat and talked and looked at one another And then the rain began to fall We could have left just as quick as we came But no, you wanted to stay in the rain You asked me a question I'll never forget Have you ever tasted the raindrops? I looked at you funny and you gave me a sigh The cutest look, as I wondered, why? Why, did you ask me to taste the rain? Well, what did have to loose or gain? I watched you with a careful eye And did the same as you You were looking up at the cloudy sky But my eyes were stuck on you like glue I lifted my head to look at the sky And closed my eyes really tight Just as I thought I'd caught a raindrop You suddenly held me tight I opened my eyes with slight alarm As you kissed me soft and sweet I remember that kiss like it was yesterday I still feel those raindrops on my cheek I tasted the raindrops like I never had before It was worth every second of bliss Every time I think of that moment I think of my raindrop kiss We sat close together on that one special rock And we held each other tight Then almost as suddenly as it came The sun came out from beneath the rain The most beautiful colors I've ever seen Came out on the western sky The sun was setting and the moment was perfect More than any money could buy As the sun slowly set and the sky lit up You began carving our names in our special rock I told you I would never forget this moment In my heart this memory is locked As our names were finished and permanently engraved We watched the sun finish its day We slowly got up to leave this place Which was a year ago this May I haven't been to that spot in a year Where did all the time go? I will visit this place alone this time And I will finally have to let go This memory will be in my heart forever But you will not remain in my mind I don't know if that love, will be seen again For that love I cannot find I will go to this spot as we promised we would But you will not be there this time Why is it that you can't keep your promise? I know that I'm keeping mine Never again will I taste the raindrops The way I did with you And when I go to this spot again I will say goodbye to you.

 

 

FORGIVE ME - by Franci Welcker

FORGIVE  ME by   Franci Welcker I know I'm in the wrong again,I know the deed I did was sin,I know the way I treated you,Was terrible, rotten, and mean too,But if you could give me one more try,I promise I would make it right,Because you are too special to me,To just let go, and let free.I know that I said some untrue things,As your friend, it’s probably not meant to be,But if you could help me fight this fate,Before the time, is way too late,I know that you have other friends,Who are probably better at making amends,They would probably say this to your face,Or pretend it never happened, the very next day,But I'm not them, and they're not me,And if this is the end, then let it be.I will ask, just one more time,Could you give me one more try ?

 

 

THINKING - by Sarah Healy

THINKING by Sarah  Healy  Thinking. Can't stop thinking.Think of you. This. That. That Life. That day.That dream was mine.A utopian dream. Your aura; struck me like lightning to a tree.Pointy, like a star, you shone.So bright, yet not shining as a star would,But as apparent as white chalk on a blackboard.You would not show off like a star.Yet you did burn so hot, so fiercely, so explosively -you were a star in my eyes. But like all stars, you died.That gas was gone.No pull between us.The atmosphere was dryand I began to choke.I was taken from my star - like a child being taken from its poor,drunken mother - I did not know what was happening.Dazed. Confused. Without true reality, I there sat.Wondering. The end of my world had only just begun, with yours beginning.

 

 

 

SEEK NOT MY HEART - by Kit McCallum

 

SEEK  NOT  MY  HEART by  Kit McCallum  Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies,Do not you hear my heartfelt cries ? Below the branches, here about,Do not you sense my fear and doubt?Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,Do not you hear my woeful screams ? Upon the meadows, touched with dew,Do not you see my hearts a'skew?Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,Do not you feel my jagged scars? Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees. It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.It's drifting o're the gentle rain,A symbol of my silent pain. It's buried 'neath the meadow fair,Conjoined with all the sorrow there.It's lost among the stars this night,Too far to ease my quiet fright. No gentle winds, seek not my heart,For simply ... it has torn apart.