She wakes up in the morning with a bright smile,
Not knowing what sleep is - just a word spoken around.
So many voices echo in her ears saying "end it all,"
Fighting battles sometimes she can't even recall.
She will always be more than enough,
Even when things get tough.
Socialising is her greatest enemy,
Leaps through storms just to find a remedy.
Everyone has a story to tell,
Calm characters but yet still go through hell.
Tortured and hurt ignoring her feelings,
Struggling each time to start new beginnings.
The tongue is a poisoned arrow to the heart,
Leaving fresh wounds that never depart.
An innocent soul broken and bruised,
With an aura so strong, one can't help but be amused.
Pain is just a word until it's inflicted,
And sadly, it strikes when least predicted.
Her strength is not something to take forgranted,
She bounces back with power that leaves hearts haunted.
Categories:
taunts, anger, bullying, confusion, depression,
Form: Rhyme
Winter taunts with his sunset
blushing the underside of clouds
with colors of Spring blossom pinks
stretched across the waning sky.
Painted as with an artist’s
expert brush
teasing my soul
languishing in yearning
for the breath of Spring,
Reminding me who watches
how very distant
Spring blossoms be.
Categories:
taunts, depression, spring, sunset, winter,
Form: Free verse
"Here comes trouble" some people said,
just because his hair was red..
He saw he was different with his bright,
red mane but knew on the inside he was
likely the same..
Most days he just stood there and smiled
as they chanted "you redheaded step child".
At times he was wounded by their troubling taunts,
their teasing echoed in his head, like ghosts, they'd haunt..
Labeled a "fire cracker", he rarely exploded. He took it
all in and eventually imploded.
This poor little boy longed for some one to say,
"He has red hair cause God made him that way."
Categories:
taunts, abuse, bullying,
Form: Light Verse
Brief respite lapsed,
Gray day too harsh
To venture out
As noontime last
When sidewalks teemed
With jacketless grins
And one pert, lithe runner
Of vernal youth
Flashed her bare palm
In friendly passing …
Now, through fogged pane,
I downheartedly watch
Three daffodils bob
Canary heads
Against this onrush
Of chill wet air:
Spring taunts winter’s
Doomed oppression.
Categories:
taunts, spring, weather, winter,
Form: Free verse
Pretty, tawny, tabby Tabor
purring snuggler,
full of curiosity and play
He saw the door ajar for a fast getaway
His golden eyes gleamed
Jail break; as he dreamed
Ditching out as fast as a jet
The backyard pond he couldn’t forget
full of lily pads and Koi. ”Oh, what fun!”
Sneaky pitter-patter paws sly as a cat “I’ll take one.”
Tiny tadpoles hiding under the lily pads away from the Koi
A little twitch happy tail, pawing, splashing the cool water to catch the Koi
From out of nowhere showed
Kung Fu tempered toad
pounced on Tabor’s back. “H-i-s-sss......!”
Feeling frustrated and foiling his plans couldn’t catch him now
Tawny tabby Tabor taunting tiny tadpoles and tantalizing tasty tempered toad
11/22/2016
Categories:
taunts, cat, fish, water,
Form: Rhyme
Tawny tabby Tabor taunting tiny tadpoles and tantalizing tasty tempered toads
11/10/2016
Categories:
taunts, bullying, cat,
Form: Alliteration
Eyes wide open.
Mocking you with all my taunts,
Learing you in,
Just to snatch back what you took from me.
Laughing as you come so easily,
Smiling under my disbelief.
Hiding my evil,
Revieling my love.
That yet seems to be another lie,
Taunts,
Sending vibes to your heart.
Making it stop,
Just to lift my chin,
And stomp on your grave.
Smitten your precense,
Send you away.
Just as you did,
With my life.
Categories:
taunts, angst, death,
Form: Free verse
My Guardian Angels wings have snapped
He says "It's just a small defect."
So, as Death taunts me
I will stand desolate.
When He comes to my door,
No knocking will sound,
Instead you'll hear laughter
And I'm left confound.
Any dignity I had left
Was stripped down and buried
This conniving theft
Took all of my belongings.
I'm fragile like crystallized glass
With a thousand cracks
You can see it in contrast
Like white to black.
Unexplainable is what I call it,
There is no chance of rest,
There is no chance to breathe.
I'm a prisoner in my own body.
And unfortunately,
I'm not dying.
Categories:
taunts, death, depression, life, loss,
Form: I do not know?