Marissa Faries| Details | |
I don't really care, because she's
Now finally out of my hair.
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2016
Melissa De Vos| Details | |
Hugging, laughing, fighting
You can run. But you can't hide.
Copyright © Melissa De Vos | Year Posted 2013
kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details | |
we when to a new land
we had other on hand
by right just me and wife
they carry on
didn't won't be left at home
TOOK THE KIDS
Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2013
Josh Nipper| Details | |
She sits in front of them all.
Her nerves eating her alive.
The butterfly's in her gut are trying to carry her off.
She wont back down though.
My little sister stands out there alone.
She stands out there with the world to prove.
Copyright © Josh Nipper | Year Posted 2010
Christina Holmes| Details | |
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel
Beauty so pure
your character delights
my devotion forever
Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
first squeezed my finger
Copyright © Christina Holmes | Year Posted 2013
Pierre Mhanna| Details | |
Beneath the pines my sister sleeps
No joy or woe upon her creeps,
My falling tears call out to hear
Once more her voice warming my ear,
Yet my sister sleeps in deep rest
No voice will call her from the west,
Forever unseen now she dwells
There where the darkness swells and swells.
Copyright © Pierre Mhanna | Year Posted 2015
Kershnee Govender| Details | |
At the age of two
In my eyes u grew,
From a baby to a teenager
And now to a stranger,
Its only memories that are left
To such an extreme depth,
How do we depart
And make a new start,
Broken we are
That you are too far,
We never expected this day
And that’s all i am going to say…..
Copyright © Kershnee Govender | Year Posted 2015
Monique John| Details | |
All The Funny Kids
By: Monique John
Full of joy
Copyright © Monique John | Year Posted 2015
Harold Hunt sr| Details | |
Need of healing hands.
Lay your healing hands on those that need.
May your hands take what's wrong away.
Don't shy away from this call.
We all pray for their needs.
Lay your hands on the sick
And take the pain from them to fix.
Lay your healing hands on their head.
Bless them as we pray in your name
Copyright © Harold Hunt sr | Year Posted 2014
Heather Burt| Details | |
I am so torn ,
Every since you were born ,
Watching you grow up ,
From a little pup ,
2 years later ,
You have gotten much greater,
3 years after that ,
I turned into a little brat ,
5 years later and your ten ,
I am not like I was then ,
I am just torn .
( Dedicated to my little sister Shalleigh)
Copyright © Heather Burt | Year Posted 2008
Courtney Thorstein| Details | |
While my sister performs
we play, Amy and I.
The other room fills
with sharps and flats.
Quietly we laugh and
hope for an extra five.
I can here her talent,
envy and regret.
I do not need my session.
Stale popcorn and dolls
scattered on the green floor.
Eyes on the clock;
the hour has gone by.
The music stops.
Our time does too.
Copyright © Courtney Thorstein | Year Posted 2015
Gwendolyn Coffey| Details | |
I remember when...
We'd run around the yard.
And play 'til the sun set.
We had so much fun.
Never had any regret.
I remember when...
We had all those fights.
With every word that was said.
I wish I could take it all away.
No longer feel this dread.
I remember when...
We use to be so close.
When we had it all.
Let's forget the past.
Our love was never small.
Copyright © Gwendolyn Coffey | Year Posted 2013
Catherine Trout| Details | |
I tried to drown my sorrows, but they learned to swim. Which taught me you can't run, you can't hide from our less than perfect side. Even though the dog paddle is all you know. Try hard to swallow your pride. Because sorrow is along for the ride. Sorrow teaches us to realize and appreciate the times that don't bring tears to our eyes~~Blessings Catfish 3/17/2014
Copyright © Catherine Trout | Year Posted 2014
Kacey Greenlee| Details | |
Lost at times.I feel movement but, mind is still.Haunted by memories of my mother.God rest
her soul.Longing for my little sister Nicole.Where have you gone?I miss you so much.I wake
up to baby,his soft skin I touch.Housework,and books most of my day.I can't stop writing,I
can't put my pen away.Passion in my heart floods,like a river rising.Every day is
Copyright © Kacey Greenlee | Year Posted 2011
Louise Riveiro - Mitchell| Details | |
My little sister so wild and free
Always walking ahead of me
Never afraid to take any test
Papa’s pride, his little princess
You loved a brave as wild as you
And to this day you still do
But there was another who loved you so
And he stepped aside and let you go
You never looked back to see
Another loved him it was me
And now after all this time
The wolf has his doe
And the hawk is mine
Copyright © Louise Riveiro - Mitchell | Year Posted 2007
Marissa Faries| Details | |
She may look up to me,
But little does she know I am so low.
She may feel lesser,
But little does she know I am not any better.
She may never know this side of me,
But that only means she will never know
What it's like to be me.
For she will grow, and she will be free.
She may see me as a beacon,
But little does she know,
I shall always hold her up high,
Believing she too, will always succeed.
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2015
Raymond Ngomane| Details | |
Blasting sounds of tears
Fears are doomed to be passing
Mountain of affection provoke fake emotions
Raining thoughts of tress grow broken branches of feelings
Tribulations and trials in court cases
When Species promise you kisses
From the roots of hatred
Growing fears of affection
It’s a sip of a pois0ners kiss
My words avenge my time of death
It’s a kiss from the pois0ners snake
Never mind my brains
I am the prisoner of hate
You owe me a healthy kiss
Copyright © Raymond Ngomane | Year Posted 2013
Amy Johnson| Details | |
Filled with empty sorrow
He dreads what’s to come tomorrow.
A smile on his face
You may think he’s happy but that’s not the case
He’s trapped in a room with no color
He doesn’t see why he should bother.
His family tries to intervene
But it’s not as easy as it seems.
A needle in hand he strikes another vein
It erases all of his unresolved pain.
His little brother and sister sit here and wonder
What’d it be like to have a clean brother
Copyright © Amy Johnson | Year Posted 2016
Aiswariya sweety| Details | |
My Love-face sings
Her world narrow within;
Struck with desolate arrow
Create a dent in me
Her overgrown legs
On her keeper
Singing unlyrically and
Seeks a familiar hand
As elegant as the universe
Thrust heavily on me
A pain I can't converse
Desperate upto the brim
Her happiness, lies in her
Copyright © Aiswariya sweety | Year Posted 2015