Best Sadhome Poems
A Broken Man
Standing in the shadows as the rain fills my shoes
watching my breath like smoke as I warm my hands.
I watch the crowds walk by without a sideward’s glance
at the man in the dark with no umbrella.
Life has no meaning to a man who has lost it all,
to a man who caused his own destruction.
The cheating and lying has caught me
and now is consuming me with each passing day.
The man who had it all now begs on the streets
with no feelings of worthlessness, no feelings at all.
When you live at the top, the bottom is a long way down
and when you finally reach it the impact is deadly.
The women and money filled my head with a false reality
my happiness was at home with my wife and kids.
Now my home is the streets hiding in the shadows
waiting for my final days and begging them to hurry up.
When I come home she'll greet me,
When I cry she'll lick away my tears.
When I run she'll run along side me,
When I sleep she'll lie on my bed.
When she comes home I'll greet her,
When she is hurt I'll bandage her wounds.
When she runs I'll be with her,
When she sleeps I'll gently pet her.
When I discipline her I'll be gentle,
When I pet her I'll sing.
When I hold her I'll hold her tight,
When I leave home I won't be gone long.
When she is dying I'll stay by her side,
When she is gone I'll pet her one last time.
When she is buried I'll visit her often,
When she is gone I'll love and miss her.
When I come home He'll greet me,
When I cry He'll comfort me.
When I leave home He'll be with me,
When I sleep Jesus will protect my bed.
Contest: Pick A Pet Contest
Date Written: 07/04/2011
Good bye 2009
How horrible you are!
You did a lot in my life.
Thanks and goodbye to you 2009
Sorrows and hardships I have faced in your rule
Good bye 2009
My heaven2010 is fastly coming to embrace me
There many pleasures are waiting for me
Go out of my vision 2009
I want to forget your bitter rewards
She is coming as an angel with fortunes
to cheer up me always
I want to wash my home in your last day
To throw away all my pains and humiliations from my home
I have to fill my home with love and peace
Enough 2009
I find no time to talk
She is coming there
I will have to invite her to my home
Bye 2009 Bye Bye
Some days im happy
Some days im sad
Some days i think i want to die
Some days i cry
Some days i ask why
Why is my mom sick wht cant
she come home and be the
same old person
I jst want her home
Why cant things be normal
Why cant i be a normal teen
Why did i have to become a
mom to my little brother and
sister
Its hard being a parent its hard
work and takes alot of time to
get use to it
She held him like a priceless vase
Gently, lovingly in her arms
The promise of love for eternity
Was said without words
He held her tightly
As if she were a dream
That was about to vaporize
He loved her dearly.
Her eyes searched his for doubt
But none could be found
She knew she brought out the best in his weakness
Total submission was her prize
He worked hard to gain her affection
Returning home late, exhausted
But forcing himself the extra mile
To posses her, to make love to her, his dream
While he slaved at work she kept the house
Entertaining gentleman callers
Lustfully spending his love without indiscretion
And denying him at his tenacious appetite
He returned home early to find her
Joyously overwhelmed by her male covertness
He remembered how hard he fought to keep her from
Her expulsion to her home country
She knew her fate, it was sealed in time
She ran after him but the deed was done
It took a moment and they took her in exile to be deported
Her regret trickled down her cheeks as the taste of her fruits matured
The day we met
My life began
We both knew it was love
Our hearts were one and our minds the same
Until that hot summers day
You were driving home to see me
After a hard days work
You never made it home that night
You weren’t far from home when it happened
A car came from round the corner
It was moving too fast
You didn’t have time to move
It was over in seconds, the pain faded soon
You were gone and they were alive, thats all I knew
My eyes were full of tears, my heart full of pain
I knew I’d never seen you again
My life ended that day
A runaway from the age of fourteen
For three long years she's been alone
One bad decision after another
Has forced her to make it on her own
Wise to the ways of the world
Still, a piece of her is missing
Homesick for what she left behind
A memory, she keeps dismissing
A little sister, waiting at home
She hasn't seen now in years
The thought of never seeing her again
Suddenly brings her to tears
She had to leave, she had no choice
For she was pregnant, with her first child
Her father just wouldn't understand
A daughter who had been defiled
She couldn't survive with a baby
So she had to give it away
Adopted to a loving family
She hopes to see him someday
She sells all of her belongings
For a ticket to go back home
She's a little apprehensive
For it's the first time she's ever flown
She just can't wait to see her sister
And tell her she's okay
It was time for the plane to leave
She'd be home that very day
Her sister would be twelve about now
She closes her eyes and dreams
Jarred awake she opens her eyes
For all's not as it seems
Thirty thousand feet in the air
Out her window, she sees a flash
The pilot comes over the intercom
"Buckle your seatbelts, we're going to crash"
She bows her head and says a prayer
As the tears fill up her eyes
The plane comes down in the middle of a forest
Where everybody dies
The attendant lightly shakes her
For it had all just been a dream
Remember I told you earlier
All's not as it seems
Bent and broken, she stumbles along
Looking for a place to sleep
Tired and lonely, her family now gone
She has no tears left to weep
Eighty years old, she's seen it all
A woman who fell thru the cracks
She keeps marching on, refusing to fall
Not caring for the things that she lacks
Another victim of circumstance
She keeps looking for something to eat
She looks thru trash, to find her next meal
A task, she's cursed to repeat
Fifteen years it's been this way
She no longer knows the meaning of shame
Once, she owned a home and her dreams
But now, the recession has came
She keeps moving on, from place to place
Doing what she can to get by
Her home is now, a cardboard box
The place where she'll probably die
(In a moment of complete sadness these thoughts crossed my mind
And I am sure anyone who has been all alone will understand)
A home is far from being a home
Written By D.A.M
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
A home is far from being a home
Especially when
There is no one else around
And there is nothing but silence
And a whole house
That is full of empty rooms
To consume our minds with sadness
Because it is like living in a casket
That is six feet in the ground
That is waiting to be filled up with sand
I remember when we were seven
We played together in the park
And when it got late, I’d walk you home
So you wouldn't be scared in the dark
We played been married and would hold hands
And I’d push you on the swing and watch you smile
We’d draw pictures and look into each other’s eyes
But we knew the time together would be a short while
Then I would walk you home as I usually do
Holding hands in silence hearts racing fast
We’d touch noses and lips as we embraced
Although it was the end of one day, another would start.
I remember it was on a Monday night
I had not seen you that day
On the news, they said you were missing
It was the day we set to run away
But you weren’t there where we planned to meet
I found your bag against our tree
I called your name, I looked for you
I wanted you here, I wanted you with me
I found you Tuesday in our favourite place
You weren’t there the day before
I called you but you didn’t move
You lay there lifeless, on your back, on the floor
Thirty years now, I’m married but my love is not true
I know the only one I loved was you
They didn’t find who did this my love, my friend
I long for the days when I would walk you home as I used to do……
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