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5d · 84
troops
Angel 5d
Alone and far removed from earthly care
The noble ruins of men lie buried here.
You were strong men, good men
Endowed with youth and much the will to live
I hear no protest from the mute lips of the dead.
They rest; there is no more to give.
So long my comrades,
Sleep ye where you fell upon the field.
But tread softly please
March o’er my heart with ease
March on and on,
But to God alone we kneel."
6d · 40
the sacrifice
Angel 6d
In the stillness of early morning,
A silent call echoes in the heart of duty.
Footsteps tread softly on dewy paths,
A promise of sacrifice in every breath.
Memories of home and dreams deferred,
Whispered in winds that carry hope and sorrow.
The uniform hides a story of courage,
A quiet vow to protect the light of freedom.
Each heartbeat is a testament to bravery,
A journey that begins with a single, resolute step.
In the calm before the storm, the call remains,
Steady and unwavering, like a distant drum.
this is about our troops
May 8 · 36
trying to get by
Angel May 8
I am a poet writing about my pain.
I am person recovering and trying to gain.
I am your daughter who is trying to learn.
I am your sister who is starting to turn.
I am your friend acting like I am fine.
I am a wisher wishing you weren't mine.
I am a girl who thinks about suicide.
I am a teenager who pushes her feelings aside.
I am a student who knows nothing.
I am the one asking you to care.
I am your best friend hoping you will be there
May 8 · 284
invisible
Angel May 8
tears in my eyes
my fears alive
dreams were lost
hopes were dry
all alone
breaking of my heart
no longer wanting to be alive
to play my part
my family hadn't a care for me
my friends barely spoke a word to me
I feel left out
not a soul cared that I exist        
and was actually there
but as times flew by, memory of me disappears
May 5 · 110
YOU
Angel May 5
YOU
But  the memories we shared
will help in my heart's repair

Dancing to our favorite songs
sleepovers and late- night talks

Laughing until we shed tears
sharing our secrets and fears.

First loves and first heartbreaks  healing ourselves with milkshakes.

Driving around with nothing to do.

Exploring all of the world with you .


you were there for it all ,

Always  ready for a call

So grateful you were my friend until the very end.

Life with you here was better  but you'll be in heart forever.
May 1 · 33
choice
Angel May 1
I'd rather have the thought of you
To hold against my heart,
My spirit to be taught of you
With west winds blowing,
Then all the warm caresses
Of another love's bestowing,
Or all the glories of the world
In which you had no part.

I'd rather have the theme of you
To thread my nights and days,
I'd rather have the dream of you
With faint stars glowing,
I'd rather have the want of you,
The rich, elusive taunt of you
Forever and forever and forever unconfessed
Then claim the alien comfort
Of any other's breast.

O lover! O my lover,
That this should come to me!
I'd rather have the hope of you,
Ah, Love, I'd rather ***** for you
Within the great abyss
Then claim another's kiss-
Alone I'd rather go my way
Throughout eternity.
May 1 · 43
Love
Angel May 1
Because of you, in gardens of blossoming
Flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer
Remember your hands; how did your lips
Feel on mine?

Because of you, I love the white statues
Drowsing in the parks, the white statues that
Have neither voice nor sight.

I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice.
I have forgotten your eyes.

Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to
My vague memory of you. I live with pain
That is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
Make to me an irreparable harm.

Your caresses enfold me, like climbing
Vines on melancholy walls.

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to
Glimpse you in every window.

Because of you, the heady perfumes of
Summer pain me; because of you, I again
Seek out the signs that precipitate desires:
Shooting stars, falling objects.
May 1 · 31
make it last
Angel May 1
Sometimes life offers a moment
A time of pure enjoyment
The hard work is done
Sleepless nights are gone

Only once does graduation day come
Bring on the parties and fun
Do today just as you choose
Don’t miss it with a snooze

Put away you worries
Put away your fears
Think only of your success
Let this day be the best

Make the day last a while
Help friends and family smile
Thank everyone and give gifts
Remember those who lifted your spirits

Be by yourself for a while
Bask in your glory with pride
Enjoy simply feeling satisfied
Sit back with a big smile

Don’t hold back, really celebrate
Join every party and stay up late
Squeeze out every last ounce of fun
Have laughs and group hugs by the ton

Go to bed with nothing left to play
Don’t wish you had made more of today
By then tomorrow is nearly here
Have no regrets, wake up free

Have an exhilirating time at graduation
Make it a day of celebration
A day you will remember for a while
In later years you will still smile
for the ones who made it through the hard times in college
May 1 · 34
her hands
Angel May 1
Her hands held me gently from the day I took my first breath.
Her hands helped to guide me as I took my first step.
Her hands held me close when the tears would start to fall.
Her hands were quick to show me that she would take care of it all.

Her hands were there to brush my hair or straighten a wayward bow.
Her hands were often there to comfort the hurts that didn't always show.
Her hands helped hold the stars in place and encouraged me to reach.
Her hands would clap and cheer and praise when I captured them at length.

Her hands would also push me, though not down or in harm's way.
Her hands would punctuate the words, just do what I say.
Her hands sometimes had to discipline, to help bend this young tree.
Her hands would shape and mold me into all she knew I could be.

Her hands are now twisting with age and years of work,
Her hand now needs my gentle touch to rub away the hurt.
Her hands are more beautiful than anything can be.
Her hands are the reason I am me
about all mothers. Happy mother's day
Apr 28 · 28
my memories
Angel Apr 28
My eyes close.
I'm holding onto
my memories
and hatred.
My slumber
all alone in my head...
so silent.

I can't explain the way
my tears run blood along my veins.
If I let go of my pain,
I'll cease to be, give into the plague...

War is coming,
I can hear it in my heart.
Blood will flow
along the grounds of the innocent.
I can't deceive
the darkness anymore...
I'm letting go, I'm losing control of myself...

you beat me down,
so low and now
I'm crying my soul.
I'm losing control.
You led me to
a place where I
can't feel my face...

Death is just an anesthetic
for what's to come.
A body left behind with no face,
feeling numb.
All alone, I cry here,
fading into nothing.
All alone I lie here
dying...

...losing myself.
Apr 28 · 46
an unbreakable bond
Angel Apr 28
As winter bows out and spring takes the stage,
Our love blossoms anew, turning every new page.
Like flowers that blossom in the warmth of the sun,
Each moment together shows our hearts have won.

With the summer’s bright glow and fall’s gentle sway,
We cherish each season that comes into play.
Through laughter and light, under starlit skies,
My love, in your presence, my spirit will rise.
Apr 28 · 35
my childhood
Angel Apr 28
In gardens bright, where laughter’s light,
We chased the sun till stars took flight.
Each secret shared, a friend so near,
In every smile, we felt no fear.

In the dawn of dreams, all wishes soared,
As innocence danced, our spirits roared.
A treasure trove of blissful scenes,
In childhood’s heart, we’re kings and queens.
Angel Apr 28
She never got to dance
Or go to her own prom.
She never got the chance
To forget where she came from.

She never got to kiss,
A man she idolized.
She never felt love's bliss,
Cause she was paralyzed.

She never got to talk
About love with a smile.
She never got to walk
Down a church's aisle.

She never got to say
Those precious words, "I Do."
But she was far and away
The strongest girl I ever knew.

She couldn't brush her hair
Or put make up on her face.
She couldn't hold you dear
Or give you a warm embrace.

She couldn't clasp her hands
As if in the form of prayer.
She couldn't understand
Why she was in a wheelchair.

She never showed her fears
Or let you hear her cries.
She never showed the tears
That fell down from her eyes.

She never looked for pity
Or sympathy from you.
That's why she'll always be
The strongest girl I ever knew
Apr 28 · 24
grief
Angel Apr 28
I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, eyes –
I wonder if It weighs like Mine –
Or has an Easier size.

I wonder if They bore it long –
Or did it just begin –
I could not tell the Date of Mine –
It feels so old a pain –

I wonder if it hurts to live –
And if They have to try –
And whether – could They choose between –
It would not be – to die –

I note that Some – gone patient long –
At length, renew their smile –
An imitation of a Light
That has so little Oil –

I wonder if when Years have piled –
Some Thousands – on the Harm –
That hurt them early – such a lapse
Could give them any Balm –
To note the fashions – of the Cross –
And how they're mostly worn –
Still fascinated to presume
That Some – are like my own –


Or would they go on aching still
Through Centuries of Nerve –
Enlightened to a larger Pain –
In Contrast with the Love –

The Grieved – are many – I am told –
There is the various Cause –
Death – is but one – and comes but once –
And only nails the eyes –

There's Grief of Want – and grief of Cold –
A sort they call "Despair" –
There's Banishment from native Eyes –
In sight of Native Air –

And though I may not guess the kind –
Correctly – yet to me
A piercing Comfort it affords
In passing Calvary –


To note the fashions – of the Cross –
And how they're mostly worn –
Still fascinated to presume
That Some – are like my own –
Apr 28 · 25
my sick dad
Angel Apr 28
I am a daddy's girl so when heard my dad has cancer my heart dropped and all I could think about was the was worse I kept asking myself questions like " is he dying?"
" Is he going to be okay?" " Will I be able to go to his funeral if he dies?"
I have been having really scary dreams about cancer, I blame myself because I pushed him away for so long and held on to all this anger, I feel like this God punishing me for being so bitter. I can't image the thought of losing a parent, the thought of losing him is like being shot
Apr 28 · 26
motherhood
Angel Apr 28
motherhood is like a treasure buried at bottom of the ocean it's hard to find, but when it's found its amazing feeling.

motherhood is like a rose it blooms further and its full of color

motherhood is full of joy like a rainbow

motherhood is a magical feeling

a child is the treasure you never expected to find

the child is the medication to all your nerves to life's problems
Apr 28 · 27
grandpa
Angel Apr 28
Your loving granddaughter thinking of you,
We are a team; our bond is like glue.
A few words, to show how I feel,
Straight from my heart, true and so real.

You have always, been there for me,
Supported me, like the roots of a tree.
Sometimes I caused you, worry and aches,
You pushed me to grow, with my mistakes.

Taught me to be honest, truth never mask,
You listen patiently, when questions I ask.
Thank you so much, for loving me,
Your love and guidance, has set me free
Apr 25 · 108
left behide
Angel Apr 25
I'd never ever felt this way until you had to say goodbye.

A feeling of loss so intense it's like I actually might die

I can't eat; I can't sleep your face is all that I see

my chest feels so tight that sometimes I can't breathe.

For it's not like you've just moved from one town to the next,

When you've gone I cannot follow

unless I take drastic steps
Apr 25 · 41
to mom
Angel Apr 25
If I had one wish to make it would have to be, that God would heal my mom and give her pain to me.  For I've never seen my hurt so bad in all my life, I'd do anything and everything to take her pain and strife.  she's the only who never lost complete faith in me, without her by my side I'm not sure where I'd be.  We don't always get along but then again who does? She taught me about the real world and what life really is . I   think I owe her one for all the hell I put her through, so God if you grant this for me, I'll be eternally grateful to you . And if my mom decides to ask why her life suddenly changed this way , do me a favor and her know that I said that I love her .
Apr 25 · 36
me
Angel Apr 25
me
I'm the sun waiting to rise hoping to dim a little more unapologetically.

Distanced from the past and everything it holds.

A fleet friend who wishes to care but possesses the inability

The mind which happens to know little but is not afraid to learn

A simple math equation, yet difficult to solve
Apr 25 · 47
my brother
Angel Apr 25
my brother is a different creature.
We fight about how he knows
I'm right but never seem able
to do the right thing.

We share so much, twisted stalks
from the same earth, winding around
each other and winding around up.

When he makes mistakes, he comes to me,
I hope he never stops coming to me.

When he is down, I must be up.
my brother is a part of me
like shade and light and wrong and right

We are balanced together - always
this is about my older brother
Apr 24 · 39
my sister
Angel Apr 24
To me, you are an angel in disguise.
Full of intuition, you are intelligent and wise.
Always giving and helping through good times and bad.
You are the best friend I’ve ever had.
If I had one wish, it would surely be
To give you as much as you’ve given to me.
Though I’ve put our relationship through some cloudy days,
You’ve been my sunshine in so many ways.
Through trials and tests, right by me, you stood,
And you gave me your hand whenever you could.
Thank you so much, my sister, my friend.
My gratitude for you has no end
Apr 24 · 43
who i am
Angel Apr 24
My head knocks against the star.

My feet are on the hilltops.

My finger-tips are in the valleys and shore of universal life.

Down in the sounding foam of primal

Things i reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.

I have been to hell and back many times .

I know about heaven, for i talked with God
Apr 24 · 273
grandma
Angel Apr 24
There is never a time when i never needed you by my side,

Your wise advise has shaped my life, the right way every time.

For no random reason, I just wanted to tell you how much I love you.

I promise to always be there for you and never leave you blue.

And whenever you find yourself sad don't shed a tear,

Just always remember your grand-daughter is always here
this is about my grandma
Apr 24 · 42
being a woman alone
Angel Apr 24
You see sometimes in life a woman has to stand alone it's because she wants to but because the people around her don't match the quality of her soul. When you walk through this world, you'll find that many people surround themselves with others just to fill silence, to chase away the
loneliness, but A woman who understands choose to walk alone that's a woman who understands her power. There's a certain strength in walking alone , Especially for a woman. Independence and Self-sufficiency of qualities that don't just happen over night. They forge through experience, trial and often solitude.
Apr 24 · 42
love me or hate me
Angel Apr 24
I am who I am there's no changing who I am. Love Me, or hate me I am not perfect but true. Love Me or hate me my imperfections are

Are sharper than a needle, brighter than botax. Love Me or hate me I will stand tall like a statue and be strong like concrete. Love Me or

Hate me this is me and I'm not ashamed
this is about me

— The End —