We all have stories about our life experiences... And as much as we can try to focus on the positive things... Sometimes awful events occur that stop our world from turning. We can only try our best to move on and make the world better for others.
The day life ceased...
By Michelle Morris
05/04/2020
The last day I saw you,
You told me to go for good;
Even though I know
He controlled you,
It stopped my heart cold.
My life ceased that day,
Never to be the same;
I loved you then,
I'll love you forever;
But the years we lost
Hurt my endeavour.
Nothing can ever
Make it up to us;
Nothing can ever
Make it right.
Life still goes on
Around me...
But I'm still there,
Sitting in that
Restaurant...
Stunned and alone.
© Michelle Morris, 2020
Today,We may be close
to our loved ones
But tomorrow,
We might turn up
being complete strangers.
Before,You would have
never ceased to put a smile on
somebody's face
But now,You could be
the only reason for their
firmness and gloominess.
Hence,frankly speaking..
"Memories have no Death"
Whenever you feel dejected
just remember
few joyful hearts...
You'll surely feel glad.!!
*April 6,2020( Joined poetrysoup )
Submitting to "Your first poem on Poetry Soup Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Silent One.
Half a decade ago today, Dad ceased to be alive.
Five years ago, Dad died at the age of sixty-five.
He was a hard worker, he could have outworked two twenty-year-olds.
When he went to the doctor, bad news was what he was destined to be told.
He was diagnosed with Leukemia and it caused distress.
Twenty months later, he succumbed to his terrible illness.
Two days before he died, he couldn't even respond when people talked to him.
Forty-eight hours later, he met a terrifying fate that was very grim.
He underwent Chemotherapy to temporarily survive.
Half a decade ago today, Dad ceased to be alive.
[Dedicated to Charles F. Johnson (1947-2013) who died on July 13, 2013.]
Springtide has come with great ease,
as all the frigid temperatures cease,
and mother nature’s devoid of freeze.
I see the lavender fields in the breeze,
and fall down onto my grateful knees.
There’s such beauty in the willow trees,
and marvel in the blooming of lilies.
I see the magnificence that no one sees,
as I plant and pick my fresh green veggies,
and make homemade jam from raspberries.
The roses bring nectar for the honey bees,
tending to my garden I have great abilities,
as I show a knack for nature in expertise,
and shine with excellent and fine capabilities.
I start to grill with avidity and gain calories!
The leaves bloom on my maple of Japanese,
playing in the sandbox, Ella’s cheeks I squeeze,
and I sneeze from all my hay fever allergies.
May this season of Spring stay to appease,
so with my loving family I can make memories.
March 9, 2018
ceased existence
within this
realities realm
extinction
died out
became obsolete
was unable
to continue
progressing
had to come
to an end
was unavoidable
Decreased and Ceased
Of all what we had found was the least,
And did decline as the supply decreased;
Was not sure;
More or fewer;
Now no longer there and to exist ceased.
Jim Horn
Dedicated to My Daddy, My Father, My Dad
Eighteen years of grieving tears have not ceased my missing of you, Daddy!
Daily, I speak prayers aloud, asking that I shall never forget your voice.
Most of my Daddy memories, I fold tender inside my joy caddy.
Some fears still taunt, haunt me about losing past shared times of clarity,
While precious, Dad-vivid recall remains my heart’s held, treasured rarity.
It saddens me that our forty-two years were ended by fate's own choice.
As this sadness hits now, my tears fresh-fall hopes for remembrance charity
For I still develop needs for you, my wondrous and devoted Daddy.
... CayCay Jennings
10-26-16
Once long ago our words never ceased
Filling the air with each word we released
Dreams and plans we regularly shared
Told promises of a future we could prepare
But now as I watch the sun set
And the moon rises in the east
I sit beside you silent
Listening to you breathe
I wait for you to speak
To show you feel me there
But only silence fills the space
Making me wonder, do you still care?
Hydra-headed monster, corruption
The master of our nation
In our face and all facets
Our progress' pace, it dictates.
Now it's normal, by christening
Made formal by rebranding
Existing laws are bypassed
News ones? Not needed!
Clerics, step up your say
Teachers, justify your meagre pay
At home, young minds must be disabused
This game, it's high time it ceased!
Resting is not coming easy this day,
Shrouded in mourning once again,
No tender morsels left like crumbs,
Simply for having normal feelings,
When do I bow out of the race?
I never reach the finish line,
The trail of tenderness ceased.
If all tomorrows ceased to be
Then there would be no history
No looking back on days before
Because tomorrows would be no more.
No learning from the days of past
No expecting things to somehow last
For stuck in time is what we’ll be
An empty permanence for you and me.
You could say, it’s good indeed
We’ll have it all, then there’s no need,
But, in fact, we’d all want more
Alas, there’d be nothing in store.
Never should you wish tomorrows away,
Embrace the future, welcome the day.
Live today and enjoy the time
And into the future you will climb.