To those of you who like to pm me because you don't like a comment I left on your poem or one of your friend's poems, STOP. I am entitled to my opinion. You don't complain about all the undeserved 5's you get on your poems or the ones you so freely give to your friends. Not because the poem is good in a literary sense at all but simply because it is was written by a friend. |
People always ask, what I do at work and why?
I nurse my patients back to health, or they will...
Your pictures are in frames, memories on my wall,
To have you here again, I would give them all...
Broken hearts, love's deceit,
pieces fall down to my feet...
Took a vacation from my job to spend some time at...
All my stuff is out of place, can't find my brush...
If teardrops never fell
Your words would still cut deep...
How I long to feel enchanted,
by eyes that bare the soul...
Solitary confinement
No arms to comfort me...
Trusting heart, I have no more.
All the lies, I'm keeping score...
Not the words that fall from your lips
with such ease, they lose meaning...
How I long for sleep
the kind that lasts an eternity...
When one sets out with a positive attitude, the possibilities are endless. |
Give the gift of a smile today, it's priceless. |