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My Second Home

My Second Home It's been forty eight years that I've lived in my second home a home where there were trials Tears, happiness and triumphs. A home I can't say is really mine But i'm free to move and Express what my thoughts are What feelings I wanted to reveal. I can do what I dared do Nobody tried to stop me Even the owner of my second home Gave me the freedom and the will. Years passed I can sensed that Something was not the same as before Day by day my second home Was becoming uncomfortable. I can no longer drink refreshing water I'm becoming sick of the food I ate I started to feel the aches, the pains I've never felt before. Slowly my second home is weakening She started to feel helpless She can no longer withstand what I've been doing to her She was in an excruciating pain. She turned her back to me There was revenged in her whole being Right now I don't know how to control her She'd been giving me too much of what I don't need. I'm losing her....my second home How can I face its real owner When the time comes He'd ask me What I've done with His masterpiece.... My second home.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/22/2012 6:23:00 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved featured write this week Rosalinda. Love,Carol
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Date: 1/31/2012 8:06:00 AM
It is exciting to see the replenishment of new poetry here everyday when I log on. I enjoy the diverse poetry so I am never bored by most of what I read. I am happy to have read your poetry this morning Rosalinda. I hope that you might be able to find the time to read some of the other poetry here also. Love, Carol
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