Category: Poetry

  • POEM| This Kind Of Love

    POEM| This Kind Of Love

    I want a love that lights up my life that asks questions and believes the answers that listens to understand and remembers when necessary

  • POEM| A Minute With You Again

    POEM| A Minute With You Again

    Many nights I’ve prayed for a minute with you again

  • POEM| Reminiscing

    POEM| Reminiscing

    your eyes your smile your funny laugh and the way you made me feel special

  • POEM| The Waiting Game

    POEM| The Waiting Game

    We’ve been talking talking and talking sometimes, we’re best friends other times, we’re strangers I’d like to believe I know you but I still don’t know a lot about you

  • POEM| Still I Try

    POEM| Still I Try

    I feel like there’s nothing for me here but still, I try I try to help people when I can  I try to read a new book every week I try to keep a smile on my face I try to learn from everyone I meet

  • POEM| If I Stare At The Sun For An Hour

    POEM| If I Stare At The Sun For An Hour

    If I stare at the sun for an hour will my eye fail me? will my skin burn? will I forget where I am? will i forget who I am?

  • POEM| A Perfect Stranger

    POEM| A Perfect Stranger

    I don’t know who you are or what you do I don’t know what you want or why you’re here

  • Affirmations – I am!

    Affirmations – I am!

    I am rare I am great I am kind I am smart

  • POEM| The Scars Of Loss

    POEM| The Scars Of Loss

    The scars of loss have left me a mess I’m dreaming while awake and hurting every step of the way

  • POEM| You Don’t Get To Choose

    POEM| You Don’t Get To Choose

    I don’t have to answer your calls I don’t have to reply to your messages I don’t have to tell you how my day went I don’t have to answer the door when you come by

  • Things I Don’t Want To Be Worried About

    Things I Don’t Want To Be Worried About

    I don’t want to be worried about how many hours of sleep I will get and if I will wake up before my alarm goes off.
 I don’t want to be worried about what is going to happen tomorrow or next tomorrow when today has only just started.

  • POEM| Tired of Being Your Slave

    POEM| Tired of Being Your Slave

    The days I need you you punish me suffer me with waiting and choose when you want to show up