A child’s laughter is
Ringing in my ears tonight
Oh, beautiful child
How do I get it right
...
Poetry is pain
And what a poet I am
No love in my life
So a pen is in my hand.
...
Always on another's shoulder
Smiles never meant for me
Your laughter will never reach my ears
Your future I will not see.
...
Oh please, don’t make me explain.
I am Tartarus
And Satan I do love and disdain.
I am Tartarus
...
Now I lay me
Down to sleep.
I pray the Lord
My soul to keep.
...
A child's laughter is
Ringing in my ears tonight
Oh, beautiful child
...
Daddies are supposed to love their little girls.
So why could you never love me?
Sugar & spice illuminate their worlds,
But my sparkle you could not see.
...
So it’s verses of joy
You must hear
To keep the moon pink,
Not red
...
How dare the sun still shine.
What nerve of the birds to sing.
I can't bear to even see a smile.
Not while the words in my ears still ring.
...
Did I find you?
Or did you find me?
Such details still unclear.
But through the eyes of my son,
...
Some say the ocean, in all its vastness
Stirs loneliness in their soul.
But not for me, in my life,
The ocean has a different role.
...
I knew a man who made me smile.
I held him close for a little while.
But the closer I got, the further he'd roam
So I packed my things and left our home.
...
Connections lost early
Can never be regained.
A heart wandering alone
Cannot be tamed.
...
Only a fool would walk away thrice.
But then, you've been foolish before.
Your love never stays, so why am I here,
Again, waiting at your door?
...
What's the use of restriction?
It only brings on friction.
It brings on friction to your mother
Because you have to stay
...
Infant eyes of sight
Robbed through others' plight
The evergreen child grew blind
Now stumbles through hearts and minds
...
Would a thorn by any name
Still cause pain?
Call it inexperience
For the sake of argument
...
You're the only thing I can't write about.
There simply are no words
To say with truth & accuracy
What you've added to my world
...
I remember tugging on clothing
an arm,
a hand,
or whatever the moment provided...
...
Seeking The Honey Pot
A child’s laughter is
Ringing in my ears tonight
Oh, beautiful child
How do I get it right
Keeping all balls in the air
Staying out of despair
Recognize the voice of Christ
Even though no voice is there.
Just the words of Melchizedek
Which do belong to the many
Searching, searching all over the place
For some bear named Winnie
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so very loud, like my little pups were once....till they grew! !
You are a fantastic poet! Hope you know it! Don't blow it!