In the arms of the Lord they lie.
In the hearts of their loved ones they stay.
Those brave Soldiers who fought and died for us.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning.
We will remember them!
Why should I be any less than Why should I be any less than Me just to see if you can make me more than I KNOW I can be!!
Last words in this worldIf I'd have known the last words exchanged with you
Would be so casual yet so true
I'd have made damn sure you felt my love
Not just heard the words as I wandered off.
Poem for my DadTime cannot go backwards
To the memories we once shared
Looking back on everything
We're glad the memories are there
We love you more than we can show
And knowing you're not there
Is killing us all inside
It's more than we can bear
But we will get through this
Because you built us strong
Living life without you
Just feels so wrong
You need to take good care of us
From your home now in the sky
We will meet again one day
But for now this is Goodbye
Miss you DadMy life's upside down
My heads in a mess
How can they tell me 'this is for the best'
One day you're there
The next you're gone
When will this nightmare end?
When did it all go wrong?
What I'd do for you...I'm strong enough to walk away,
but weak enough to let you stay.
I'm smart enough to see the truth,
yet dumb enough to follow you.
I'm wise enough to help you through,
and scared enough to protect you.
I feel your pain with every tear,
even if you don't want me near.
I'll be here til the end of time,
'cause I am yours and you are mine.
I fall for you more and more each day,
I guess that's what every mother would say!
The Confusion of HopeBored of being lonely.
Scared of being hurt.
Building walls around me.
To protect my longing heart.
Waiting for the right guy
To help me feel complete.
Where are you when I need you?
You barely even speak.
I want you to be the one for me,
The one to scale the walls,
The one to sit beside me
As the rest of my world falls.
I know I'm wishing for too much
On someone I don't know.
But maybe if you looked my way
you could take away this woe.
You SmileYour smile is always in the back of my mind
Giving me the hope that one day
I'll be able to kiss those lips
That made that smile
That gave that hope
If I...If I told you I had feelings for you
Will you run away and hide?
If I told you how deeply I care for you
Will you look in my eyes and lie?
If I told you I know its love unrequited
Will you comfort me while I cry?
Would it ruin our friendship to hear my words
or should I keep it all inside?
For my Daughter
From the moment I saw you
I knew with all my heart
I'd love you forever
No matter how far apart.
As I sit here with you
Staring in your blue eyes
I still can't believe it
You're really mine.
I watch you sleeping
I hear you breath
When you start crying
I'll tend your every need.
I am nothing without you
My life will never be the same
For you are my Daughter
And that will never change.
progress reportthe astronauts never returned and neither did the news
in my hands i fold a megalithic pigeon
the take-home message is: the cosmos is a cold dead bitch
as you sleep under magazines, waiting for nothing.
in the shackles of a sterilized den, there's an actual
mastodon heart, pale and glassy pink, icy film
tightened like a fist; - and the scientists despair:
it's the morning of the opening,
then the few slashes of paralyzing waves.
like a sign we'd make when we were younger, a way to disarm
a bandit, or a preacher
or the oncoming horde of space invaders.
but the drawings you sent to venus never returned,
and now the crack,
and the scientists at a loss before the angered public.
they release a report that states that the floodgates opened
by themselves, that the valves erode
like the chalky sand that will swirl and hiss
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's not merely my choice,
But the choice of the way.
It's an option of the voice,
It's a thin line of gray.
Is it a choice forced by fate,
Is it a pre-set time and date?
Or a choice to which I myself sway?
But here's our story anyway .
"Nothing that I do will matter.
As all things will merely shatter!"
All my hopes thus darkness scatter,
As it shoves me a decree.
As it si
the ones they call the foolsWe were a list of promises broken,
exhausted and frightened to be held
in the hands of dreamers and liars
have the tendency
to let slip the things
That’s why we’re fleeting.
Why poets call us clouds
with no real direction.
we’re both running away
4 Random Poems The One About KitKats
I need a piece of that kitkat
I need a break
It's a mistake
To do things for to-do-them's sake
And I'd live life-
Husband or wife
With obligations and strife
So turn away
While you may
If there's nothing to make you stay
Bring your phone,
The comforts you've known
And go find a new home
A safe place
An empty space
Vacant of life's bitter distastes
And I'll find what I lacked
Roll the cross of my back
Fuck, I want a kitkat.
lisuje is like- really pretty, guys. I promise
A pale, pretty face
Surrounded by sandy dunes
Real and wild like a typhoon
Watch her hair
Carelessly roll down her back
Watch her skin
Like marble that wouldn't crack
See the graphite
Rubbed on the side of her wrist
See the pencil
Held firmly in her closed fist
Watch her draw
And capture what's actually there
Watch her DA
and Tumblr, if you've time to spare
azuneechan is love. Azuneechan is life.
I'd seduce your pages
Make their kne
The Laws of AttractionHe likes to tell me how stars work.
He explains that Hydrogen ignites, collides, infuses -
and while he’s talking I am trying
to stifle the reverb in my heartbeat.
I try and stop my heart going supernova.
He tells me that the Hydrogen fuses into Helium
and eventually the star runs out of each -
I try not to be forcibly reminded
of every time I run out of Oxygen when he smiles at me -
I’m trying to listen.
He details how the stars elements burn out
one by one
creating heavier elements that burn less brightly.
I’m comparing stars to love
because to me, Hydrogen, Nitrogen or Iron -
a star’s still a star at all its stages
and I love the stars.
He whispers to me
about how these elements disperse
how they reform and relapse
and I recall how stars become everything
He’s got his hands in my hair and his grip round my heart
so when the silence falls I can’t help but rush;
‘There’s static energy in my
I'll Wait by the WaterThis is the place where our memories began.
A creek at the bottom of a canyon,
red cliffs on either side and a giant
pond dam to the north that wildflowers grow on.
Paths that we created through the woods
and up and down those copper canyon walls
while we pretended to be wild Injuns
or wanted outlaws being hunted by a posse.
You were on your knees,
in the middle of the creek,
when I found you.
A neighbor girl, trespassing.
I had a mind to chase you off
until I asked what you were doing.
You looked at me, smiled, and said,
"Catching crawdads. Come help!"
After that day, we spent Springs and Summers
building fort walls and chasing frogs,
skipping stones and arguing baseball,
sharing comic books and trading punches.
You could hit as hard as any boy I knew.
We had our own bridge to Terabithia,
our own kingdoms of knights and castles,
won the World Series with back to back homeruns,
settled the Wild West and discovered gold in the mountains.
My parents thought you were imaginary
until I bro
RazorMidnight's tawdry pulse
is feeble under my fingertips,
and her long black dress
feels like August
slipping through my fingers.
I like how her bones complain
that I misuse them,
tender to my touch,
and how her jaw arches back
and the moon arcs like a razor
across the room.
We flaunt the stars,
the stones under our skin
stretching the bed frame
till we crack.
And I fill you up,
your arms a battle
raging in the waning lies