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Kee Greene Poem
When I’m dead and gone
you’ll still be having fun.
Occasionally remembering
when we were under the sun.
When I’m dead and gone
tears will be shed.
Memories suddenly remembered
only to be overcome by dread.
When I’m dead and gone
my body will be under ground.
But my *heart* will still be here,
you just won’t hear it’s sound.
When my soul is out of this body,
hear me when I say
"I am still here”
"I didn’t go away”
Copyright © Kee Greene | Year Posted 2014
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Kee Greene Poem
I am here when You need me
my voice You do know
I’m right here beside You
remember… You know.
Don’t let what’s in front of Your eyes
stray You from what You've learned
be what You are instinctively
don’t let go of what You earned.
Nothing should hold You back
only time should be Your goal
for what’s determined in this life
is concluded by Your soul.
So stop with the pity
and get on with Your life
Yourself has been waiting
for You to bury Your lie.
Copyright © Kee Greene | Year Posted 2014
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Kee Greene Poem
I'm back.
Without even having to try.
I see.
My efforts weren't toward the good but the bad
But still! I'm here?! Right?
Times were waisted
Lessons were taught
Friendships have ended
But I'm here! Right?
...
I wish someone were here with me too.
Besides these Dolls with realistic faces
Of my Own
creation.
Copyright © Kee Greene | Year Posted 2016
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Kee Greene Poem
How long have I been searching?
I fear I will never find
what I have been looking for
deep inside my mind.
I feel it there hiding
behind that golden door,
waiting for my return
and to mend what I have tore.
Absentmindedness has stained my consciousness,
creating turmoil at every obstacle I face,
destroying what I worked for,
while silently putting you in it’s place.
I loathe what I have been searching for,
because it’s been gone for way to long.
I hope when I find what I’m searching for,
I can sing it’s free minded song.
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Kee Greene Poem
This wave of judgement
can’t withhold the amount of love that I have for you.
It causes me to sink deeper and deeper into the sands of time,
in which our friendship travels for centuries on end.
The only reason to come up to the surface
is the sound of your voice.
It rings in my ears like a mockingbird’s song
for the death of her young.
When I surface, I see you there waiting for me.
I lug myself through the sand to come near you,
only to realize that you were never really there.
Then I sink deeper and deeper into my solitude,
waiting for the day that you actually come.
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Kee Greene Poem
Here, there
there, here
Is all the time
it’s all I hear
Rummaging around the crevices
that you would never believe
it’s there! I swear!
Don’t you see!
Insanity seems like a part of being sane
or shall I say my sane…
I’m loving,hoping
living, dreaming
that it would just go away
But it’s thinking, breathing,
seeing, knowing
at every part
of my
day.
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Kee Greene Poem
Tangling around the everlasting
feeling of addiction,
My mind can not think because
it wants you.
The moment I let you
in me,
Is the moment that I lose
that light in my eyes,
that goofy laugh I can’t control,
that love in my heart,
that feeling of self-respect.
And in comes the guilt,
the insecurities,
the hate,
the anguish,
and the undeniable feeling of that pleasure
… that kills.
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Kee Greene Poem
Once upon a time
there was only
You and I.
Sitting under this tree
that was surely about
to die.
We talked about our lives
and what we were going to see.
Even wished for the chidren
that God would hopefully bring.
Days passed by,
Years did too,
Nothing could seperate us,
We werent what they knew.
Our World couldn't handle
it when we would kiss.
So we went into this tree,
That we would come to know
as bliss.
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Kee Greene Poem
Your voice is etched within my drums,
telling me that everything is going to be okay.
I believe what you say,
but do not accept it.
I’m not ready for the future,
my mind tangles around the fact of your demise.
Sooner than later you will be on the other side,
speaking of your love, your life, your children.
And I will be here listening… loving… living.
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Kee Greene Poem
I remember how you were that day
make it happen or i’ll make you pay
is what you said before i went
away…
Seems like now the tides have turned
onto the platform in which you burned
maybe it wont fall this time
maybe…
Leave me be when i’m not here
make me sway, make me hear
the reason why i’m not living
the truth…
So here I stand drifting away
into the abyss where they all lay
holding regrets and promises
alone…
But there it is
that bright white sight
something's whispering behind me “choose the light”
should I listen?
should I stay?
help me…
Copyright © Kee Greene | Year Posted 2014
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