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Yesterday, I thought I seen the back of your head,
I felt my mind shook as I started to dread,
That you were there,
But then I realized,
It wasn't you.
As I left the airport,
I got into a truck, that was just like yours,
Then all my emotional sores started hurting again.
And later on, after seeing,
That the friend I wanted to have all to myself in high school,
Already had someone to be best friends with,
I held back my tears,
And fear that maybe I'll never recover
From these emotional issues that seem to go on forever.
And I feel like I can't keep myself together...
Especially when I see two siblings who love one another,
Wishing my siblings were close to my age,
Then I wouldn't have ever felt like I was in a lonely cage,
Envying those who get to have a younger sibling jump into their arms,
Whenever I see them at school...
She always felt like a little sister for me,
I want to protect her,
But nowadays, I don't like the way she is some times,
And I feel confused, and lonelier when I see that she
Likes her other friends more than me.
Yet again, more envy,
And I feel guilty realizing it's wrong for me to be jealous
In friendship...
I'll make sure our friendship never ends,
But I know that my loneliness will never disappear,
And I will never be able to reappear,
In school with her again, it hurts,
Especially when I don't have someone to share the suffering
Of high school work and gym.
I still feel hurt and sad, everything in elementary,
That made me glad will be pushed away,
And I'll probably feel alone everyday...
Just like the old days, when I cried at night...
And my alarm clock was my nightlight...
Now I need Him, to keep me safe,
And be my light,
Because the hurt that I often feel
Is an inner fight for life!
"Had I a cave on some wild distant shore,
Where the winds howl to the waves dashing roar,
There I would weep my woes,
There seek my last repose . . ."
Robert Burns _Had I A Cave
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The journey of my life has been tangled,
from a young child I have known death;
it made me a child in a quiet world,
lost in my imagination.
In an attic room I played with my dolls,
my best friends were a teddy bear;
and an all white Christmas cat called Snowball,
I liked to write stories for them.
Not sure when exactly I found my Muse,
seems he has always been with me;
and with each death I sank deeper- deeper,
into a lovely, dreamy place.
And when I am hurt I still travel there,
where in my mind I create words;
that fall on pages to create poems,
I pour out all my woes and hurts.
I thought that my introvert ways a flaw,
until it became my asset;
for in an attic a poet was born,
and in quietness I now love to dwell.
I will write 'til I cannot hold a pen.
and when too frail I will still write;
my last poems will be locked in my mind,
in death all my woes and hurts- gone.
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October 25, 2021
Poetry/Verse/Soulful Words of Woe
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1400-648-25
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
The children of Gaza have learned to hide
and hold their ears until bombings subside
Their dreams are colored now by mottled red
And a place in soft dirt has become bed
Their hands reach high for even some bread mold
Instead, little hands need toys they can hold
frightening nights as stars have ceased to shine
For long ago, happy days children pine
Children suffer among the most, it seems
For years, noise of war creeps into their dreams
They live midst hate and fear everyday.
Lose family, best friends who used to play
How can they possibly think through this fear
bombs whining as they fall, is what they hear
Sadness meets them at each corner they turn
To not hate is the lesson they must learn
Warm bath, soft bed those children sorely need
and we Earthlings must plant different seed
we need to insure a sweet dream each night,
and a world where children live without fright.
I remember falling in love at first sight,
With a Coy Boy who lived next door.
Getting to know him was such a delight,
It didn't feel like a Chore nor a Bore.
We became best friends very fast.
One Day his family had to move Away,
I became a hermit and an outcast.
Had I been a Fool, or was life Cruel that day?
Eventually, I emerged from my cave,
yet he'd always have a piece of my heart.
In Time no longer in my Prime, I became brave,
when I fell for someone New, but we grew apart.
Out of nowhere, after I'd given up on romance,
my old Flame; Came back into my lonely life
Was it fate, or did it happen by chance?
Who Knew I’d wear Blue and become a wife
11/15/2020
The thought of her smiling gave me faith
From when we were little we bathe
My mother and her mother is best friends
They both took care of us and gifts they send
We pulled each others hair
And she was always quick to dare
When I smiled at her she knew it was no good
She learned to pull me up and she understood
I just wanted her attention and that she gave
She knew it in her heart love was my slave
From when we were a child with full of energy I had my way
She was the one who was my guide and she did not push me away
When I saw her cry one day and her eyes was so sad
I gave her a flower and I smiled at her and made her glad
When some one special leaves her heart
I sat by her and never wanted to depart
She is the love of my life always
She is the one who gave me my hope through out my days
So I gave her my heart and love from within
And I did not make it thin
I stood by her side since I was a child
I gave her my support when we were wild
She knew who I was and I let her go the distance
I did not hate her or give her resistance
My mother and her mother are great friends and their virtue will never end
Because of their love they both trusted us to live our ways to transcend
So my childhood friend was my best friend, and now my wife
She new it from the start that we part of each others life
With crimson spots on our fingertips
Blood started by a sharp pin prick
We mixed our blood in the tree house out back
And solemnly sealed our best friends pact
Two small boys at the young age of ten
Making a pledge we would honor time and time again
A bond that would hold for over sixty years
Helping each other through the turmoil and tears
When you broke your arm, I carried your schoolbooks
You took the blame for the piece of candy I took
We stood up together against the bully at school
I helped you learn to swim in the neighborhood pool
I practiced your lines for the high school play part
You helped me cope with my first broken heart
You didn’t live in the Honor’s House so we could be roommates
We always fixed each other up so we could double date
We were each other’s best men on our wedding days
And Godfathers for the children that came our way
You helped me through some financial times that were tough
I provided moral support when your divorce got rough
You sat up with me all night when my wife passed away
I helped you come to terms with your diagnosis that day
I watched you pass peacefully into the cold, dark night
And I know I will join you later when the time is right
With crimson spots on our fingertips
Blood started by a sharp pin prick
We mixed our blood in the tree house out back
And solemnly sealed our best friends pact
To be beautiful that's all you cared
But its the Beauty behind all that I seek
To lose your beauty that's all you feared
So you rather to loose your sanity to be sleek
Ashes to ashes we'll all go back to dust
Living a Lie and only loving to lust
Now spare me the truth, let's keep it real
You have a soft touch and a heart of steel
Your makeup and hair, your best friends
Music and party you traded for love
I kept to myself hoping this would end
Everyone sitting cute and playing pretend
Beauty, simply a priceless treasure
Let's take a perfect picture together
Then look back tell me what you see...
See how beautiful we both could be.
Why Hello, I am Danger
I am a stiletto in the shadows, ready to slit your throat
Should you gloat about laws I broke
I am precariousness in a dress
Peril, hazard, and risk, I'm menace sitting on a fence
I will take you places you've never been
I'll tell you lies and make you believe in sin again.
I will make you comfortable
And then you shall fall ill
A demons day in madness kissed - still
Danger is my poison, Danger is my pill
Taunting you, haunting you
Daring you to take that terrifying step
Take a chance, hold your breath
If no one's looking - spin the wheel - make the deal
Mistress Death will tell you - kill to win - heh he heh
You guessed it Dangerous.
Riskiness and distress are best friends - a hot mess
With endangerment, there is entanglement
Both factors are a possible part of the experience
Mordacity, depravity, and the unsavory
All of these odious and delicious - found in the essence of Danger
Dubious unrest, a fear fest test, a chaotic crest
A mischance of a tense whisper portrayed as a treasonous event
Hellbound or heaven-sent
Just remember - it's me Danger
And I am Dangerous
And you fearless - Your soul yearns for me....
Juniper stars give way to Juniper years.
Lions tasting the snowfall we danced like children at play.
Our hope is our father who charted every second of our Juniper lives.
Day dreaming about limitless peace from hope restored.
Open to sunshine and days before my Ana who is my morning sky.
Lazy days spent dreaming of her juniper eyes hazel as my own.
Wild hearts yearning for love and connection.
Yeshua made Ana my best friend the one whom I love to talk with.
Yeshua is also my best friend as I was raised by Theodore Tugboat who taught me we can have many
best friends not just one.
Love restored in my heart by Friendship so real it makes me smile every day.
Kami even if we never officially talk again thank you and Trust in Jesus.
Ana you are the Rose whose name is written on my heart forever.
that could be you
sometimes you don't
know what you got
till you loss them
now you cry with lips
full of regret
cos that could be you
the one you see now
laying beside me
yeah that could be you
now on holiday with me
I wish you realise before
you wouldn't have let go
so stop crying
that could be you
sometimes the value of
what we have speak better
values when it gone
no wonder now you are depressed
you never imagined I could move on
you never knew I could be this serious
you thought life is always your way
you never learn to listen
I hope you do now
cos the one lady you saw
kiss my lips
could be you
the lady I got drunk on her birthday
could have been you
if only you listen
if you were humble
and now I hear your
best friends wisphering
to you saying
that could be you
that could be you
sometimes life could
make us lose what values
more to us to put us
in a state of humbleness
I hope you will be humble
to your new guy
is better for you
if not that could be you
in my arm now
that could be you
walking down the road with
me in love
that could be you on another
trip with me
that could be you
under safe roof with me
I hear you wisphering
you still in love with me
but baby sorry am far
gone
cos the woman you see with me
today I know you Still wish if
that could be you