Best Sadfor Poems
It was on a Christmas Eve
early in the morn
into a world so often cold
a little girl was born.
Her parents, they did love her,
the way that it should be
but her father, who's a good man,
had been raised with cruelty.
When he doled out punishment
for all her childish ways
the lessons that he taught her
would stay with her all her days.
Growing up was never easy
and she grew up so confused.
Other kids did more than tease her
and at home she was abused.
But she grew up all the same
then came to that time of life
when she thought she was ready
became a mother and a wife.
They faced a lot of hardships
but tried to love anyway
and her husband, who does love her,
has been so mean along the way.
Yes, life is hard for everyone
this woman surely knows.
Hate and misunderstanding
seems to follow where she goes
with so many quick to tell her
that she is always wrong
so many times she has been shown
that she just don't belong.
She tries so hard to understand
the reasons for her tears
and is punished for her feelings
as she has been all her years.
She knows that there is more to life
than what always seems to be.
All she wants is to be loved
without the cruelty.
Note: My dear friends, this is not an easy write for me but a necessary one. I was at a very
low point in my life and I prayed for God for direction or to let it end. I wrote the poem I Am
then joined PoetrySoup. I know God led me to this wonderful site for a reason. I may still
have a long way to go but I am starting to move forward. I want to thank you all for your
encouragement and kindness. Being able to write again is helping me and as fellow writers,
I know you understand. Thank you for sharing with me and teaching to become a better
writer. God bless you all and Happy Holidays! Love, Robin.
I don’t understand my heart any more I don’t understand why at all
All I have done lately is cry how can it be how can I stand to even want to look at that
pathetic thing called a man
But yet my eyes still shed tears for him my body still yearns for his touch why am I still in
love with a joke of such I want to know why and how can I still want him so much ?
I don’t understand after all that he’s done why on earth haven’t I run?
Even after all that I found I still stuck around and had my feelings torn down
I still dream of him
I still call his name I feel so ashamed when I see him walk by I cant even look him in the
eye I don’t know if he sees how sad I am in side but I know that I feel like I have died all
because my true love lied if only I could gather my self and put my feelings of love for him
on a high shelf then maybe I can move on just as he has done but with out him my life is no
fun I wish I could just vanish that way my love for him would be banished and I wouldn’t
have to worry any more but I know deep down he will be the only man I want to love and
adore for ever more .
He is the one she never believed she deserved him
Always thought he was to good for her
And how he would just not keep hanging on to her because, he lover her only from within
So she turned and walked away along with the roaring but gently wind
The love she has always kept for him in her heart was an amorous love
Full of contented wonder sent from up above
A profound emotion to which she could not find again
She compared it to many others but her complete heart they never could win
He is the only one for whom she longs for from the dark of the night
She closes her eyes and he's there with her in the daylight
So she will wait for him awhile longer she don't care what it takes
She knows the cost and understands the high stakes
She realizes just how much, hard, and in pieces that may never mend her heart and very
soul may break
This is what she feels so certainly she must do, this is the path she just has to take
Her heart and soul may end up being beaten and broken, torn and tattered
For when it comes to him and how he loves her, in the long run
It just don't matter
She waits for him every night.
knowing something is just not right.
Tears begin to fall.
As she stares at the wall.
She begins to pace.
She just wants to see his face.
She looks around
And begins to frown.
She knows its been 5 years.
But that does not chase awaw the tears.
She waits for him every night.
Knowing something is just not right.
She sits in her room waiting,
Waiting for that man to come,
To come up those stairs and into her bedroom.
She listens for the creaking step,
That step tells her if he is coming to hurt her,
To play with his toy again,
To play with her.
As he comes up that creaking step,
She grips the long medal object on her hand,
And she waits in silence, and in tears for him to enter her room.
When he is at the top she sneaks,
Sneaks to a corner of her room and watches the door,
Watches for him to enter.
Finally the door opens, and there he stands,
She looks at the man standing in her doorway,
And watches him creep closer to her,
As he gets closer she grips that object harder,
And she jumped on that man,
Stabbing him the chest.
Finally it is over,
No more crying,
No more hurting,
No more rape.
Finally dad is dead
He can't hurt her anymore.
Written by: Alicia Faunce
Dancing in the shadows
She waits for her prince to come
For she believes in fairytales
Much easier than some
A little girl of thirteen years
Blind, since the day of her birth
"Just another obstacle", she says
"For it doesn't determine my worth"
She's daddy's little princess
He says she was born to dance
Trapped in a world of darkness
That robbed her, of her chance
Never once has she complained
About the things that she can't see
When she dances in the darkness
Her soul is truly free
She twirls and jumps continually
She lights up the entire room
Her smile, the brightest thing of all
Even the darkness is consumed
Dancing in the shadows
She waits for her prince to come
For she believes in fairytales
Much easier than some