In a quiet corner of a crowded town
Don't bear the blame with heads bow down
Mistake — If not yours
Then it's not yours.
Trust yourself and stand beside you
For no one knows you; better than you.
Sleep, my soul—you’ve cried enough.
The blame you carry is not your stuff.
Love and hatred—a double-faced coin,
Be it anything, you will be fine.
Be kind to you,
For they know not your war
They know not your journey,
Nor your inner scar.
If intention is pure
Just walk through with a smile
Bleeding all the way
you came across many a mile.
How long will you punish your soul for their mistake ?
Give some time
for the wound to break.
Morning shouldn't find you despair,
Rise again,with head held high in your own flair.
Categories:
pacify, motivation, pain,
Form: Free verse
Rely on People to Pacify
On many people we would rely,
Who apparently us can pacify;
Peace and quiet;
Want to try it,
And sad for those who did die.
Jim Horn
Categories:
pacify, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Tom foolery,
Sparking intense anxiety
Led by panting and arguing
And violent door slamming.
A woman leaves.
Tears, gracing her eyes
A man recedes,
Fearful anger proceeds
An annoyed man
Sets out all his plans
His tools in place
His anger, as he tries to ease.
The woman, it seems
Goes out, not as pleased
Immersing in work
And in fallacious day dreams.
She, returns in the end.
The whole journey, disconnected
She ascends
A bell sings, and the door comes loose again.
Quiet ignorance, I believe
Silent treatment, ensues
For neither of them, I see,
Are prepared to yield.
A covert argument
A disastrous feat
Still bickering and droning
So nasty, that screech
With dusk, comes an epiphany
Love, silently revealed
An apology, both necessary
And indulgently concealed
The canker, it rests
As geese and gander lay down their vests
For an uproar that will accompany
Another sad and poignant apology
by
Amanda.M.Miller
Categories:
pacify, angst, forgiveness
Form: I do not know?
I'm broken,
Damaged goods,
Wrought with anger and regret and fear.
Pacify my anxieties
About that which I cannot change or understand.
It isn't difficult to do...
Cradle me
As you did when I was a mere babe,
With plump knees and feathery hair.
Mirror the whispers of my infantile cooings
With your own voice.
Offer me warmth and milk, an olive branch,
A soft kiss and a song.
Pin me back together,
Tell me that we haven't fallen so far apart.
Tell me that not everything has been lost.
Categories:
pacify, father, life, lossme, me,
Form: Free verse