Hanging out with the girls next door,
Oh, what troubles we found galore. When
Warnings were ignored.And as we got bored,
drinking was explored. Listening to wrong,
it never dawned. We'd make the boys sore.
Wings got tore. Booze was continually in
store. Till games ended in one on the floor.
When poured in large sum. While finding
others had none. Stripped down to the pore.
Friendships were no more. Seeking solace
and comfort, for sores. Tried other shores.
Violence and life were bore. Though life
may already been cold. A beating, maybe
for told. Unsure, how it came to unfold.
But, death was all that was left, to hold.
The rest of my life, I've implored.To our
Lord, my sins to remove, From the core.
Thank You! ! ! Howard, For Such A Beautifully Kind Reply! ! ! ! ! Your Poetry Ever So Beautiful, Deep And Strong! ! ! ! ! Flows Ever So Beautifully Like A Song! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again Ever So Much! ! ! ! ! Ever So Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! And Smiles! ! ! ! !
Congratulations on having your poem selected. We've all made mistakes in our lives, but the biggest thing is to learn from our mistakes and make ourselves better people.
Thank You! ! ! Christopher, Your Kindness Is Appreciated! ! ! ! ! Your Poetry Is So Wonderfully Inspiring! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again! ! ! ! ! Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! Many Smiles! ! ! ! !
Life's lessons may be hard, but if we learn from our mistakes and do not repeat them, they are worth it. Very nice, and congratulations, Rebecca, on having this selected as member poem of the day!
My dearest Becca, thank you that I may share my thoughts about the years I knew how to write poems but did not know HOW to give response to other fantastic poems. Since 2018 this problem was over. Best wishes from Sylvia
and Dr. Pintu Mahakul, then still Pintu Mahakul, since I knew him too well from PoetFreak.Com
2018 gave me light on my path to repond on poems of PH friends. I learned a very lot by the guidance of Mrs. Rose Marie Juan Austin
BUT I did not know HOW to continue my path here to read poems of my PH friends, conclusion: I could not give comments all those years, from 2002 till 2018.
The year of 2017? I submitted poems, BUT did not know yet HOW to respond on all the poems submitted here on PH. So terrible, I knew how to submit my own poems (in 2017)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rich in a realism that is both robust and redemptive!