Best Aidan Poems
To Love My Only Daughter
By: Aidan Gilbert
I wanted to be the best father
To love my only daughter
But a cold war struck my blind eyes
Left my love inside in a knotted tie
This war slowly kills
And I don’t have a will
A will to fight against it
Because of that my daughter took the biggest hit
She was only six
And my life I couldn’t fix
I remember
On a cold November
I took her to her ballet class
And when she was backstage I snuck out to my car and hidden alcohol stash
I would come back and see her dance
See her on that stage prance
See looked at me with a huge smile and those big brown eyes
I had to step outside and cry
Her in her beautiful pink tutu
I’ll never love her like she wants me too
Lilly
Always said when I’m drunk I’m acting silly
If only she knew I won’t be there when the sky is blue
Or new
Only when the sky is grey
With this alcohol addiction I won’t change my way
And the worst of it is you can’t take the sting out of my heart
Because sadly I don’t regret anything from the start
What kind of man am I
To let my only daughter later cry
Because later she will see
The man I chose to be
After her ballet class I took her home
But in that car my drunk mind started to roam
It all happened so fast
It happened in a flash
I passed that red light
My mind was having flashes of us once flying a kite
Then we hit the semi truck…
We didn’t have the time to duck
I remember in that hospital room
I woke up too soon
My shame was hard to hide
I had lost all of my pride
I knew I might never see my daughter again
I knew I probably didn’t win
I looked over at my wife
Drained from her was life
She was shaking
Waiting to see if her daughter would be waking
From that day what I remember best
The doctor came in depressed
He said Lilly did die
I started to cry…
I knew I would never be to tell her I love her again or say goodbye
Categories:
aidan, addiction, care, dad, father
Form:
Rhyme
A Pretty Sound-Hit Me With Your Best Shot
By: Aidan Gilbert
At the park swinging
I heard my phone ringing
Picked it up and heard my Mom crying
The cancer spread, I was told I am dying
It sucks to know you only have two weeks
And to live them in a hospital bedridden too weak
Staring at the ceiling colorless eyed
Hiding the question that burns my jumbled mind
Why did God choose me to die
My parents sitting at my dying side
So quiet I can practically hear my brother two stories down trying not to cry
Taking the elevator with my grandparents to see if his only sister is alright
In my dreams I scream at God
Why did you do this?!
Was there some pretty picture on my way here I missed?!
Well you hit me with your best shot
My remaining cheerfulness you get to watch rot
All of this broke me down
For the first time calm lying still in my hospital gown…
I just wanted to have heard a pretty sound
I was taken by something out of my sight
But I wasn’t truly hurt that I wouldn’t be able to put up a fight
It was me as a fifteen year old girl and being robbed that right.
Categories:
aidan, cancer, confusion, death, sad,
Form:
Rhyme
The Wanderer
By: Aidan Gilbert
People say time ticks faster than it’s allowed
I say we walk too slow
People say stop to enjoy every moment
I say some moments aren’t worth stopping for
Everyone says the storm already passed
That just means I’m following it
Everyday black and grey
It’s all the same
I don’t know which road I lost my soul
Probably lost it before I started this journey
People say death brings sorrow
I say it brings happiness because that’s when you finally get your freedom
I ain’t know mistake in life
Just the sad thing it coughed up
This world is my jail time
It locked me up for wanting innocence
I am not allowed to pray for a better time
Because these bad times are the only times I am allowed
There ain’t no sunshine in Hell!
Just me wandering
Wandering aimlessly around
Categories:
aidan, feelings,
Form:
Free verse
for Aidan in row 5
At the edge of the sky, there is a crimson slash
seen through the leafy scrolling of trees that soldier
the perimeter of the lake. Overhead there is only
gray, as in the war zone of my heart where there have
been far too many casualties. Lamplight in a window,
abruptly extinguished, takes out what illuminated
a mid-November Crepe Myrtle, aflame with
leaves destined to fall; yet, it rises regally red
in royal transformation, before the dark comes. Then,
with no preamble, a carnelian blush spreads
the clouds as if punctured with a pin. There is always
the unexpected. So, Take heart. "Be of good cheer,"
parting words from my dying friend, Cyndy, from her
hospital bed. "Be there when I come," I reply.
Even so these days, I cannot stop grieving for the lost
and missing. At noon Mass on Sundays, a boy, four or five,
heavy glasses dominating a small face beneath a luxurious
crown of curls--the image of my dark haired, sweet-armful child
of the past--sits on the floor in safety between his parents'
chairs. He's busy with his books and toys, until he's told
it's time to go to the priest at the altar, and they
help him to his feet. Come, he will, but not alone--
clasping in his two hands his necessary companions:
soldiers, centurions perhaps, the protection of a Praetorian
Guard; talismans and amulets, with which he would not
part. As for myself, I have none of these, not of plaster,
not of flesh, but if I could hold this boy in my arms,
I believe he would heal my heart
Categories:
aidan, absence, blessing,
Form:
Ballad
First Real Love
By: Aidan Gilbert
That night I found love
My eyes meet yours; warmth hit hard
Magic heart, possessed
Categories:
aidan, appreciation, first love, love,
Form:
Haiku
The Clouds and the Rain
By Aidan Gilbert
The Stormy days force me to ponder
Ponder about the clouds
Wonder about the rain
Are they people too?
Do the clouds float frantically scared of falling fast
Do they sit in their thoughts so absent minded and undisturbed they float in air
Are they the keepers of our dreams
Keeping innocence and hope free and safe
Wondering about the rain makes me think each raindrop represents a time someone shed a tear
Now I know why they say the world cries when it rains
Maybe the world makes it rain just for us to watch
Knowing it hits our soul in a way that makes us drawn in by its mysterious beauty
The rain simply makes me sad
It forces me to sit on the roof of my heart and stare down at my existing disasters
Although I don’t stare for very long because I know
Just because the sun doesn’t shine forever
Doesn’t mean it will rain for that long either
I return to reality and continue my unwavering gaze at the storm
There is always a time to think and ponder
But my time lies within the clouds and the rain
Categories:
aidan, beauty, rain,
Form:
Free verse
The Raven
By: Aidan Gilbert
Look at the raven
So haunting, so beautiful
It stares. Unflinching
Categories:
aidan, bird, raven,
Form:
Haiku
The Hated Color of the Night
By: Aidan Gilbert
When will the land of bitter discontinue us as a home
When will the dead leafless tree reach out a branch to us,
For we are equals
When will its rotted wood give us shelter from the rains of injustice
When will our pile of colorless leaves blow around on the dead grass
When will Satan give us a call to come over
Because I’ve heard Hell is better then where we are right now
Why are we the weeds that grow in the sidewalk cracks that get trampled on
When will people stop blaming me for the thorn bush that grows in my heart
When will hope become a person who lives in the shadow’s of injustice
To do works we can’t
When will black be added to the bunch of colorful balloons that float with joy
When can I have faith that my child’s life will not be sharpened or rugged
By the rock of hate
When can I not be scared
That when I go to heaven, I will not be jumped and thrown into Hell
When can we become rocks that aren’t painted
But accepted as true beauty
When will the birds sing a prettier song and the storms that follow us bring a rainbow
But I don’t want a rainbow because there isn’t the color black
When will our people stop being used as the nails
To build the foundation of the white people
When will God love me!
When can I stop crying that when we are the last people to enter heaven
We won’t be kicked out because were black
Most important, when will black become the color of peace
Instead the hated color of the night
(MLK Jr. Tribute)
Categories:
aidan, anger, black african american,
Form:
Free verse
A letter from home to Rome
To my dearest
If i had a secret
It would be that i like facing the same wind as you
You are one of a kind
My save harbor
You color my world with love
You showed me the power of love
Every moment i have spent with you is unforgettable, all remind me of you
You are the music to my ears
My best medicine
You are my friend, my love
More importantly what i love is, i hear your name every time my heart beats
You complete me
Even if the universe crumble
Nothing can move me away from you
Like sparkling diamonds
Our love will leave a memory in the sky
And a thousand years from now
You and me, our love will remain ever flowing.
Date : 28/07/2019.
Sponsor : Richard Lamoureux.
20 titles from 20 friends.
20 titles.
1. A letter from home to Rome - Robert ball
2. To my dearest - Jamila Bestre
3. You complete me - James Edward Lee sr
4. My friend, my love - Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
5. Sparkling diamonds - Joseph May
6. You color my life with love - Lu Loo
7. You and me - Aidan Sinclair
8. Music to my ears - Emile Pinet
9. Move me - Richard Lamoureux
10. The universe - Nina Parmenter
11. A thousand years from now - Carrie Richards
12. My best medicine - Andrea Dietrich
13. One of a kind - Caren Krutsinger
14. All remind me of you - Debjani Mitra
15. Power of love - David Hendricks
16. Safe harbor - Gregory R. Barden
17. What i love - Maureen Mcgreary
18. I hear your name - Lyric Man
19. More importantly - Edward ibeh
20. Ever flowing - Lydia Langemeier
Categories:
aidan, love, romance, roses are
Form:
Free verse
My Lord
By: Aidan Gilbert
My Lord gave me feeling
My Lord come to my healing
Should have never looked down
Should have never made that loud of a sound
But when you see your shadow as darkness
And dropping your heart was something you missed
You get a little scared
With your darker emotions you are pair
My Lord gave me forgiveness
Where to find it is my only wish
I knew hurt would make me hide
But I never knew it would take my pride
Darker and darker every night
Lesser and lesser there is light
I find myself each day with more and more sin
Ever since the downfall of men
Lord you’re my rescue
And only you
But Lord give me time
We both know I’m not doing fine
My Lord gave me feet
That stumbled and burned on my sin’s heat
Lord did you get my prayer
I don’t know cause to the blank clouds I stare
But through it all I know you hear my voice
Cause on that cross that vinegar was moist
God I think any day I could be better
I have your redemption letter
I just have to find it
But each day is harder cause I take a new hit
So I’m tired and is giving up on this searching is something I can try
Lord Is my sourness making your love dry
On my broken bed next to sin I cry
Lord next to me you lay down and lie
My guilt cleared when I saw the compassion in your eyes
I had a moment and It hit me
Lord you put a whisper on me
With my eyes closed I could still see
That with one sound you can set my free
Holy spirit moved
And so quickly hurt was removed
Lord I know you’re the only one I need
My Lord rumbles clouds
My Lord makes the thunder sound
But there is a dark street
Cluster with people who are weak
Demons in their minds
Demons guiding them from behind
My Lord gave me new sight
Reason to what is right
All these people wandering around
On the inside falling down
I cannot cure their struggle
In their lives I cannot meddle
My Lord let me do something
I once felt their sting
But time and time again
I go down the wrong street and meet sin
I know I’m not perfect
But what makes me different form them is I know you think I’m worth it
My Lord loves me
He’s all I need
Through it all I still fight
Fight through the darkest nights
Through it all I still want to help my friends
But their lives I can’t tend
My Lord had blood shed
My Lord choose the color red
To his home I am lead
Categories:
aidan, change, corruption, evil, forgiveness,
Form:
Narrative
This Misty Mountain Road
By: Aidan Gilbert
Heavy heart
Guiding my own new start
Walking a misty mountain road
Alone with my emotional load
Rocks coated with dusty dirt
It’s talking me forever to embrace this hurt
Holding the hand of pain
Nothing left to gain
I stare at falling leaves
They remind me of me
Of how quickly I lost
How certain character traits had to high of a cost
Rain now comes from grey clouds
Natures way of telling me how
How I destroyed everything
How from my sin I hopelessly hang
Stopped on this rubbed street
Ultimate sadness blindsided me bringing defeat
Now storming through this emotional ride
In my hurt I can’t hide
All at once it hit me head on
Heart stopping reminder your gone
Forced to open my eyes
Let my soul cry
And to not let our memories die
The pictures of us flow in my blood
The feeling of our love hit me like a flood
I remember our first date
How we stayed out late
I remember our your smile
Our letters in a pile
Our bittersweet time
How you were mine
But the last memory I had was the first time you cried
When I told my last lie
I knew you deserved better
When our mess got wetter
Not from blood but tears
How I turned into your greatest fear
But my one time abuse was just an excuse
A diversion from me accepting the truth
The truth that our loved failed
That our love was stale
My mistakes I do regret
But me changing myself I can let
I know you never thought our love wasn’t fake
You whispered that to me the day I left on the lake
I know our love died when I made that mistake
From I hate I had to wake
I still love you though
We don’t have to be a forever no
I stare at the trees
Dreaming of the man I could be
This misty mountain road I roam
Looking for a home
I know I’m in a better place
Putting you in my heart’s case
When I’m ready I’ll come and open it
But right now just hold on a bit
Categories:
aidan, abuse, leaving, longing, love,
Form:
Rhyme
The Ghost You Left to Kill me
By: Aidan Gilbert
I have grown accustomed to being alone with my thoughts, as I let my heart start a genocide to destroy the joy that came with you
Your invisible shadow in the snow haunts what’s left of the abused picture I left of you
The sound of my boots and tears running through the snow keeps away the ghost you left to kill me
Unintentionally your love still gets me after five years
The day your spirit softly whispers its leaving is the day death drags me away from you
When the deer kissed your ear I never had fear of how you would leave the now; the now of you and me
My sorrow is a twisted game you taught me to play by lying to me saying you would never leave
The trees that watch me turn to death than be suffocated by my sorrow because you left
Did you ever listen to my voice or ponder about the massacre that was to come
These cold winter nights add to my heart’s fight to kill me
Now left alone with these dead trees as my sad shadow follows me holding the hand of the ghost you left to kill me
Lying here alone prone to my endless groan of our gone beautiful love
Don’t imagine God staring at me, too broken stubborn for him to set me free
I’m the population of one in my land of sorrow
Death is closer than summer, depression is my forever session teaching me to never loose the memories of us, how to drown in lost lust
For now I don’t want it crystal clear, but to hold the jumbled mess near, to sleep with fear and be troubled by my upcoming death
Blinded by love, staring at a passing dove, the only thing I can see is the ghost you left to kill me
Categories:
aidan, beautiful, depression, hurt, love,
Form:
Narrative
Ten Steps of Tears
By: Aidan Gilbert
I run
The rain falls the hardest it has ever fallen
The coldest it has ever been
I cry, feeling the worst I have ever been
The first step I take, my thoughts leave and give up on the idea of sense
My heart is in a panic
The second step my tears fall side by side, in harmony with the rain
A sour taste unveils in my mouth; I am choked up
The third step my jacket slides off my shoulder
I run faster, tears blurring my vision making the world around me abstract
The fourth step the wind blows too hard
My face gets cold and drops to the temperature of my heart
The fifth step the moon shines on me
It reveals my brunette hair that’s being slashed to pieces
The sixth step I hear what I am trying to escape
Its orchestra is the rain and the sound of my desperate dying heart
The seventh step my sneaker slips in the wet sidewalk
My heart falls, I drop my guard; I take fire again
The eight step the bullets you shot out of your mouth start to hurt
The poison sinks in; I am a broken innocent helpless girl
The ninth step I pray my hurt won’t overtake and make my head turn around and see you standing there
Standing worried, sad, not regretful
The tenth step my mind drags me to the floor and rehearses the words you said,
“Were over… I’m sorry.”
Categories:
aidan, break up, emotions, goodbye,
Form:
Narrative
Two Roads; One Lane
By; Aidan Gilbert
Daisies are turning blue, Roses are staying red
When a rock dies does it know it was already dead
Stone cold lying in the dirt
Oh did it feel its hurt
It’s too late to cry for my pain
You already disgraced my name
Did the land carry you off your feet
I thought I heard it call your name
Leaving me in pain
I planted the tree of our memories
The leaves are just pictures of me on my knees
It is watered through my eternal eyes
There’s no shame for a man to cry
My heart never returned
I watched in flames you let it burn
Now a days these black walls all look the same…
Back to me is the only place you never came
Same colored sky same colored night
This inside feeling I can’t deny
Every night, only one star so distance and far
I wonder what it sees
When it looks down on me
What happens when a leaf falls
Back at the tree its family calls
It leaves back memories
But the death is all you can see
These whiskey waters are getting dry
That means my love is about to die
I give one final call, but no one picks up
That now means I’m the empty cup
Set down forever…
Erase me never.
Categories:
aidan, cry, lost love, tree,
Form:
Rhyme
Trouble: A Passing Time
By: Aidan Gilbert
Broken, confused life
Separated; frozen still
Trouble-passing time
Categories:
aidan, confusion, grief, life, time,
Form:
Haiku