Balance
June 17, 2008
There’s balance in life
Between evil and good
You feel so much pain
And so misunderstood
But your time will come
Where good will fight back
If you don’t believe
Then it is faith that you lack
You need to have faith
And you need to dream
It’s ok to cry
And it’s ok to scream
You need to look
For the signs that are shown
They will show you the way
To a future unknown
Listen to your heart
Follow it proud
Sometimes it’s quiet
Sometimes it’s loud
Be open minded
Your destiny awaits
See where life takes you
See what it creates
Just remember this balance
When life gets you down
And believe something’s coming
To change it around
There’s balance in life
Between evil and good
Everything will work out
Just the way that it should.
Author: Amanda
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Daughters Grown and Gone Before You Know
June 16, 2008
Grown young women now in life’s spree.
Seems like it was only yesterday, bouncing them on
my knee.
What a joy it has been watching them grow.
Being so very proud of them and letting it show.
From helping the ride their frist bike to rteaching
them how to swing a bat.
Them teaching me new math and how to kick a
soccer ball, how about that!
So proud we were, takin gthe older on off to college,
helping Her move into Her new world.
Then it was time to go, say good luck, and our good byes.
But as I said, Do your best and I love you, I saw the
tears in Her eyes.
She may be grown, but I’m leaving My little girl! is all
I could realize.
Now, looking at Her sister and knowing She’s not far behind.
Wishing I had a way. To turn back the time!
Love, Dad
Poems Of the Day: “Gallows” and “Into The Light”
April 25, 2008
Category: Sad Title: “Gallows”
To the gallows
I must walk
To hang there
For all to mock
You people are greedy
I committed no crime
You need a life
So you’ll take mine
I have three days
To confess my sins
None I have
So you throw me in
In with the rats
In with the mice
Choking on bread
And old stale rice
For three days
I sit, I freeze
Close my eyes
And try my pleas
Each morning I rise
To your accusations
And try with my might
To push limitations
Tonight is my last
So with the sunrise
I walk to the gallows
You have your prize
There’s nothing left
That I can say
With the drumbeat
You’ll have your way
The morning has come
The gallows await
My body is yours
You sealed my fate
I walk with pride
I’m ready to die
I’m sick of lying
I will not cry
Up on the stool
Noose ’round my neck
The drums grow louder
He caresses my neck
Whispers such a pity
I lie to his face
The drums still louder
And stronger their pace
The time has come
Out goes the stool
I fall with a jerk
The world is so cruel
There I hang
For all to see
This world is blinded
By hypocracy
Author: Michelle
Category: Life: “Standing There”
Why are you standing there?
With no words to say,
Talk as if the cruel world gave you your sadness,
Sing to me as if the gleaming light, just awoke your
lips,
Inguire what it is that, I need to express,
Linger a little longer, while staring down along
jagged road,
But all the while I be here awaiting the explanation,
As to why,
This unusual sight, is to fade within our minds,
But never into our physical feathers that have been longing to reach,
Author: Jessica
Family Poems
April 24, 2008
Read Family Poetry
What does your Family mean to you?
When you think of your family, what emotions do you feel? We all feel different emotions, whether it is love, affection, sorrow, resentment, anger, tension, grief, appreciation, or just confusion. One thing we all have in common is that the word family will cause us to feel some emotion, and emotions are the life blood of poetry.
Our family is an integral part of who we are today.
Our mother, father, sisters, brothers, grandmothers, grandfathers; they were all a part of shaping our lives. Our beliefs, our attitudes, our prejudices, our religious viewpoint; can usually be traced to our childhood days when we were impressionable and open-minded. Ready to accept whatever beliefs our fathers and mothers impressed upon us.
An example from our extensive list of works on www.poetryamerica.com
‘My Little Angel’
My little angel
I cradled you in my arms and rocked you to sleep
Goodnight my little angel for awhile you will be mine
to keep
Someday you will be gown and want to be on your own
So my job in teaching you is far from being done
I want to instill in you values that will mold your heart as gold
Pure as heavenly angels and guided from above
Let your motivation be that of kindness shown in turn
This is the basis of all in which you must first learn
I yearn to be a good teacher, an example of this deed
Wisdom granted by seeking knowledge is the answer key
So my little angel take your hand in mine we’ll both
take small footsteps towards the betterment of mankind
Author: Kimberly
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Family Quotes
“There’s one sad truth in life I’ve found, While journeying east and west
The only folks we really wound, Are those we love the best.
We flatter those we scarcely know, We please the fleeting guest,
And deal full many a thoughtless blow, To those who love us best.”
~Ella Wheeler Wilcox
“The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family”
~Thomas Jefferson
“A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother’s love endures through all”
~Washington Irving
Here are some examples:
In times of despair you safely guided us into the light.
Our strength came from you, our wisdom came from you, our honor came from you.
Dear angel the memories that you left will surely be treasured.
We wait for the moment when the good Lord will reunite us,
until then watch over us from the heavens above.
*I wrote this for my uncle who died in Germany he served for the US ARMY.
You are more than a mother,
You are more than just another,
You are my best friend.
From day one,you’ve been by my side,
And you’ve always told me to never hide.
You said you’d always be there,
and you’d always care.
You told me you’d love me forever,
And not a day goes by where I don’t hear those 3 little words,
I Love You.
And I want you to know that this much is true,
Even though I’m not a little kid anymore
I love you.
Death Poetry
April 18, 2008
Deaths entry into our lives is a shattering and unwelcome event. The feelings of pain and loss are so terrible. Yet, death is unavoidable and a part of the cycle of life. Losing a loved one, a family member, a best friend, a child….so much pain. Loved ones are left with so many questions. Why? Why did it have to happen? Why suicide? How can I go on? So many questions, so few answers.
Healing and Death
We must find ways to grieve. For without grief there can be no comfort. Often we must force ourselves to reach into our subconscious to uncover our true feelings. Only when we have allowed ourselves to feel all of our pain can we begin to face our loss and slowly begin to heal.
Poetry about Death
Poetry is a great way to get in touch with our sadness. Death poetry has been established in many cultures and religious practices. In Judaism the Mourners Kadish is a beautifully recited prayer for the dead that is exquisitely composed with rhythm and rhyming in Hebrew. The Requiem Mass of the Catholic Church is a monophonic liturgical chant for the dead that has been established for centuries. These are just a two examples of Death Poetry that help aid those in mourning. To sit down with paper and pen, to delve into our subconscious, to expose our true feelings, to turn feelings into words, to shape words into sentences, sentences into complete thoughts into death poetry is an ancient practice to better understand the loss of a loved one.