Saj,Party's Over

Unnerving sense of Ire

Coming from a Thwarted Father

Sadness and all

Just want to fall

Flat on my face

With unusual grace

Breathe-taken 

I just can’t Flippin’ Breathe

Shaken

The world around me unseen

Dancing pictures on the roof

My dad!

 Aloof-

I’m just so sad…

I’m choking

Choking by the mood

Dad, The mood around you lurking

Turning it a feud

Looking down on me

From the roof again

Here is not where I want to be

Trouble, I’m a forced fan

Dad says: “Saj,

Party’s over.”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Smith-Johnsen Avatar
June 15, 2009 at 5:11 AM
Saj, You sadness shows clearly through this poem. Suggestion: Let your dad know that you love him. Remember to honor your parents. And be true to self. Tricky!!! Judgement: Only God can accurately do that. No one else, sometimes not even oneselves, knows the heart. Hopefully, you'll find YOUR right way. And will make your God on high happy with your choices. Then, maybe your Dad will be glad, too. Learning how to live, takes time. Respect yourself and show care. Lovingly, Dane
Bird Avatar
June 13, 2009 at 10:21 PM
Alot of times family can be pain, but, a blessing too for, when life gets rough they are there and can help you muddle through, if you don't have family in this life what do we have when they are the ones who count the most even when it seems they are picking on us continuoulsy. People have a funny way of showing love.
Jordan Avatar
June 13, 2009 at 11:53 AM
Sajdah - You know I never met my father and after I got clean from drugs and gave back my last Prison number my wife said you should try to fill that hole - My dad had died many years before but my brothers and sisters I have got to meet and they are such a blessing - Never take family for granted bro - in the wink of an eye they could be gone forever - God Bless, MJ
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