Best Outgrow Poems
What they do, they all know.
They breadcrumb, sugarcoat,
they love-bomb, gaslight,
or sometimes just hoover or go with the flow.
But I cry and try till the end,
losing self-reliance, going insane;
because later I don't wanna feel sorry.
I can't live with a heavy chest full of thoughts of hurting others,
I don't wanna live with a repenting memory.
I can't let my head to bow
in guilt, in fear, in sin...
thus, I never leave, I outgrow.
When did you outgrow my love?
When did the fabric of my tenderness
Become too tight
Too fitting?
When did the garment of my passion
Become restrictive?
When did you start to look for new coverings
To clothe the nakedness of your soul?
When?
Tell me…
When did you outgrow my love?
When did you outgrow this nest?
Was it when you found out that you could fly?
Having been nourished, pampered and preened
Your wings of self-esteem
Unfurling to soar on the word wind of my praise…
Was it then?
When did you outgrow my love?
Ah, Hush…my love, no need to speak
For my heart knows the answer well
I know when it all started to take place
I could read your face
The expression you wore
As I helped you dress
That look in your eyes
Belied the lies
That the fit was just right
And so you tugged at the seams
Unraveled my dreams
The stitches undone
My garment you tore
And yet you swore
Alterations wouldn't do
You needed something new
In the dead of night
You took to flight
Undressed, free
For you had outgrown…..
You had outgrown….
ME.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
What is this ridiculous obsession ~
perhaps a case of simple vanity?
There's so much more to life
than warped arrogant narcicism.
I'm obviously more than
these pesky extra pounds
around my waist and
few deep wrinkles on my face
yet still it manages to monopolize
my moods and daily thoughts.
I seem to spend my time
reminding mirror and self,
much like repeating a mantra,
that I am the sum total of my years.
Meanwhile I'll wait patiently for this brain
to start embracing the golden age of wisdom.
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Just to sit and look at you,
To admire the person you have become.
To see how much you have grown--
Makes me happy and sad all at the same time.
I am happy because you followed my directions,
And you are succeeding in your life.
You have set goals and have overcome obstacles.
You neve give up and you do the very best you can.
It makes me happy when I see that smile on your face,
To hear your voice giggle and to know that I can still
Hug and squeeze you like the little child you once were.
But my heart is sad because
You can't walk and dance on my feet no more,
You cant sit on my lap and play pat-a-cake like you use to,
And I cant carry you in my arms like I use to.
You are growing up, and although there is a
great big world out there for you to discover,
Each new day is a new leaf turned ,
And an old memory put into the past.
There is such a unique bond between a mother and her child,
It is too special to fathom or even explain.
You want your children to grow up and become someone special,
But you dont want it to happen too fast.
And before you know it, their whole infant and toddler years
Have flashed by in a moments time --
And you are looking and thinking back of when you use to
Hold and cuddle them and sing them lullabies to soothe them to sleep.
So, my dear daughter, although you got some time still to grow,
When you outgrow your shoes and you have left home---
I will still be looking back and will remember
The person you were and the wonderful person
You've grown to become.
Alicia Griego
10/04/06
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One day I'll go to college, but where will I go?
It seems so soon, but will my life move slow?
How do I apply, and show what I know?
Should I make a list of every con and pro?
What school am I above, where I am below?
Do I decide with my friends, who I may outgrow?
Do I go where I want, and follow the flow?
How do I say goodbye, much less hello?
I wish I could see the answer...
where will I go?
Love is fragile,
A slow plant to root
So water it with gentle words
And feed it with each tender caress
Never outgrow love
Fill each gaze since the first with that same wonder
That same breathless admiration
Make each kiss as profound as the first
Let each laugh be as bright
Never outgrow love
Have adventures, small or grand
Surprise each other
Dance in the rain
And above all…
Keep your arguments silly
Never outgrow love
Even if you grow apart
Don't be afraid to love
Even in the midst of heartbreak
Love is always stronger
Never outgrow love
We promised each other the world
When we were only five years old.
But now that we have grown,
We will take different paths.
This promise we made so long ago,
Will it, someday in the future, become real?
And alone in my room,
I find myself wondering
About the reliability
Of childhood promises.
Have the poems of ancient times ever spoken
Of this kind of romance,
Worthy of the greatest works and novels,
One that might enlighten us, the grown-ups?
Because when we are five years old,
We promise each other our candy,
Nothing to do with the cycle of existence,
Just innocent love
That, with time, drifts away.