My Poetic Perspective

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Category: death

What If you were still here

Sometimes I think..

 

What if

 

You were still here?

 

How would I smile at you?

 

Hug you?

 

I’d tell you how strong you are

 

I know..

 

You Sighed through those years

 

Grinned and bared sorrows I never

 

Understood

 

How is it

 

I know you more

 

now

 

Than when you were breathing

 

Trying to stay alive

 

You were Quiet and alone

 

in your head

 

Most of the time

 

You were there, a safe silence

 

Quiet tears

 

You always wanted to be strong

 

But Life broke your pride

 

It made you cry

 

It made you scream why

 

Papa, to me you were brave

 

You bore through the fires

 

Burning from worry

 

If we would be ok

 

And never knowing if you’ll ever make it through

 

I miss you

 

I Miss the way you laughed, the way you

 

Joked around, it was your way

 

To love me

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Just Say, There are more Days

Long tears fall

we are all fragile today

as my heart refuses to rest

 

I go on, grasping strength

 

evidence of true love speaks

in the night’s quiet resolve

when finally the mind is alone

when the heart could hear my thoughts

 

the world does not pause

no life slows to help me keep up

 

something is missing from the air I breathe

as Minutes say goodbye too fast like miles of years passing

Under the breeze of heaven’s whisper

 

Just say, there are more days

 

make up for what was lost

Theres so much to say

Its Not Over Yet

No remedy for time

not even these eyes

that spill out sorrows

as pleading to halt this disease

 

All in a moments resign, nothing is more important

than to see life sing again

 

beyond fears

beyond these things that cause so much pain

 

we wonder

where is the relief

 

come settle me down, settle me here sweet God of mine

all the earth is weeping

Wanting to bring back laughing scenes

 

Don’t farewell

give it time

hope needs to revive me awake

 

to bear this up, bear this life

it’s not over yet

 

A Stroll Down the Hall of Fading Faces

Keep going time..

Keep walking through these halls

You’re not hesitant to gift this change of days

Change of sun

And shifting shades

 

I go gazing upon their fading faces

Suddenly death has something to say

Why do we leave without wanting to

Born in mystery and brought to these endings

 

All we have are little years

With our shadowy fears walking behind

Holding our hearts like we don’t want to share

 

And all the while these hours just don’t want to slow their pace as

I’m falling by thousands of steps behind

Overwhelmed

That life can fly over where heavens just a blink awake