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just some poetry i have written over the years
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By:
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Wiskhahdom |
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Mood:
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Amused |
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Date:
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Jun 08 2012, 2:59 pm |
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Music:
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None |
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This is Titled For my Father
Watching sunrises, sunsets, the moon rising and falling always your words of wisdom are on my mind. Always telling me and teaching me. I never feel alone no matter the distance between us. My advisor, my teacher, but most important of all... You are my Father... I know you wanted to spend more time with me than you did. But we all have regrets don't we? You taught me about life, you taught me to be a good man. Dad... Father... You gave so much and you always felt it wasn't enough. It was more than enough and meant more than you know. I will always remember what you showed me. I know from your teachings and wisdom i will lead a good life. You gave me more than your life lessons. You gave me strength and courage to face the hardships of life. I can only hope that by my own actions and life to be as good a man and Father that you were and are to me.
This is titled Twisted
Sitting hearing the rain fall i remember your smiling face. How your words were warm and tender. It seems like an eternity since we last spoke. You laughed when i would tell a joke. How your presence would light the room and remove all the feelings of doom and gloom. I hear the rain splashing on the window sill. I think you must be crying still. I can still hear your voice as we part ways a gentle kiss before you drive away. I ask if i am cursed and get no response. Dont cry my love we will be reunited someday. I have marked all our special days. And go to the cemetary to celebrate at your grave. The years pass ever so slowly. I ask why must i live in torment. When will i see you again? The only thing that keeps me each day is knowing i will dream of you each night. I will finish this life if that is my price to be in your arms for all eternity... I was in an Edgar Allen Poe mood this evening. This poem doesnt reflect anything to do with my life. I hope you all will enjoy
This is simply "Thoughts"
Looking at the past seeing events again in my mind. I ponder on my choices and my actions. To myself i play the "what if" game. I think how my choices have defined the person i am today. Would i change my choices of the past if i could? My answer is a resounding No! Seeing the various pains and saddness along with the joy and love. I have made my choices right to be the person i am. Maybe this is all divine plan. Maybe free will is an illusion. Who am i to ask. I live my life the best i can...
I hope you enjoy the poems. I know I enjoyed writing them |
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