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Why Me...

Why me...

Smiles that's all he had, "here", he said,
"A friend of the family", he also said,
He sat and in his lap he placed me,
He engrossed me and he embraced me,

Just a child, I smiled, kept looking on,
Engulfed by the party scenery, while
His hands sought, scanning, now found,

He touched, he felt, he groped me,
Astonished, manipulation and delicacy now felt,
My equanimity is now disturbed, irritated by his hands,

Now a tormented mind, tears felt falling inside,
Now scoping, hoping someone sees,
Wishing for a grasp, reach me, please take me,

An atrocity, a cruel act, played on me like a movie,
A scene I wish not repeated, a scene I wish deleted,
With an ululation, a shout, a scream, I cried out,

I want equilibrium to this, this pain,
Why me, why me, do I deserve well,
For I was just a child,
Why me, why did you touch me.

Copyright © Llando Shaw | Year Posted 2008



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I Want To Go Away...

I want to go away. . .

I want to go away, just away,
I want to disappear, no longer visible,
Where no one can see me,
Where no one can hear me,
My words now silent,
I want to go away, so far away,
At times I wish I could fly,
Wish I could fall asleep,
Never to wake, but forever dreaming,
I want to go away,
To be lost, so no one can find me,
I want to be forgotten,
At times I wish, I could just die away slowly,
For a piece of me dies each day,
I want to go away, never to be seen,
Never to be touched, loved, cherished, tarnished,
Never to be laughed at, spit on,
Never to take another breath
I want to go away..

Copyright © Llando Shaw | Year Posted 2008

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A Trip To the Store

It was a regular day, she came home from school,
her homework done and getting ready for her favorite cartoons,
just before that, a regular trip to the store for her favorite sweets,
She's filled with Halloween's excitement,
as she is going out the door a father's request,
please look up and down before you cross those streets,
Smiles on her face as she looks back and replies yes,
Now she is out the door, skipping and strolling down the street,
while she glimpse's the old men playing chess,
and the young girls playing  double dutch ,
Now she is at the store staring at her favorite sweets,
Caramels, cry babies, peanut chews, she doesn't know which to choose,

So in a lil brown paper bag, she gathers a bit of everything,
now she's out the store strolling back down the street,
old men still playing chess, now the girls hopscotch,
just  before she reaches her building's door,
she's grabbed from behind, candy left scattered on the floor,
 
now being dragged up these floors, hands over her mouth,
Loud! Yet silent cries, dragged to the roof top, staring in the eyes of a stranger,
"shut the hell up or off you go", is all she hears.

Tears down her face, but no explanation for the pain she feels inside,
young girl at the age of 9, being raped by a savage in his thirties,
a young girl damaged, a young life tormented,
sorry for the mother that had to hear this. 

Sorry for the dad that had to feel this,
what was just a regular day, a regular trip to the store,
now a father's wish; his lil girl never went out those doors.

Copyright © Llando Shaw | Year Posted 2008

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Where Did Love Go...........

Where Did love go...........

Where Did love go, 
How must I show, that I can't go; 
On, Love was so strong, Lasted so long,
This could never be right,
Because it feels so wrong, I wish;
I wish you would come back to where you belong,
So, I sit and ask myself.
How Can I go on like this, 
For I’m hurting from love's Fist, 
All I want is just one last kiss, 
Can you please, grant me this one wish.
Love is not suppose to feel like this.

Where Did love go, 
How must I show, that I can't go; 
On, Love was so strong, Lasted so long.

Darkness comes from a fallen star,
that no longer shines. A path with a light,
That no longer guides, A running river, 
that can't find its ocean,
A fallen Angel, for I’ve lost a wing,
No Life left in me, yet I won't die.
So as I feel the rain falling,
And it’s not from the skies,
As they make bed upon my cheeks,
I’m trapped with a feeling, so weak.

Where Did love go, 
How must I show, that I can't go; 
On, Love was so strong, Lasted so long.

It‘s so hard to dream,
When you can barely sleep, 
Hard to find strength, when you can barely eat,
I tried to stand on feet, feels like they’ve fallen asleep.
I hope what’s lost, will one day be found. 
Hey love, where did you go, 
How must I show, that I can't go; 
On, Love was so strong, Lasted so long.

Copyright © Llando Shaw | Year Posted 2008

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Mom and Me...

There's love in this room,
From a mother to a child,
Shall I say from a mother to her son?
There's hope in this room,
From a mother's heart and her soul,
That some day,
She'll have a better life for herself and her son,
There are days when this room
Can feel as if it's getting smaller and smaller,
Days when this room,
Can feel colder and colder,
A room, A room,
Once a kitchen and is now a home,
Walls, and walls, only one window in sight,
With air barely coming through,
On a sunny day, not a ray of sunlight,
A room so small; an old one too,
mud, water and some mortar,
Is all for these walls,,
A stack of cardboards and sponge,
Makes it easy to sleep,
kerosene lamp for some light,
There's nothing much in this room,
But, to say it's nothing but a kitchen,
And Now a home for Mom and Me. . .

Copyright © Llando Shaw | Year Posted 2008



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Growing Up

I remember growing up, 
I remember us being poor,
I remember walking barefoot,
Only one shoes to choose from,
Same clothes outside everyday,
Same uniform to school,
So I tried my best to keep it clean,
Sat there and I took the jokes,
Kids can be so mean,
And when I didn’t want to go,
You told me, you didn’t want me to grow up to be no fool,
So I stayed smart, never asked for much,
For You always tried your best,
Love you more, for not selling your body or your soul,
I know you couldn’t bare to see your children grow like this,
Living in a kitchen wasn’t the best lifestyle,
And a meal was still hard to come by,
And When it a meal did come, 
You always reminded me, tomorrow is another day,
So I was never one to be gluttonous, 
I know your soul bared a lot,
It could only take so much
But mama you still gave it your best, Never gave up, 
I remember when I would walk to Mr. dips house,
Every Saturday morning, and he would give me groceries,
I remember when he gave me a pair of shoes, 
And though my father was not much of a father,
I’m just glad I knew who he was, the few times I met him,
Me and you have weathered the storm for so long,
Sometimes when I couldn’t hold up.
You kept me strong, 
hurricanes and earthquakes we been through them literally,
mama you are my shining star,
You always stood by me, never went too far,
I cant wait till its up to me, to do the rest,
The day, when u can depend on me, 
I wish every mom is as sweet as you are,
Mama I’m so thankful I have you,
Because I know some kids, grew up with none,
And for them my heart bleeds ever more,
Mama though our life isn’t full of riches,
I am happy we’ve made it this far………….

Copyright © Llando Shaw | Year Posted 2008

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On My Way To Better Days

Countless days and countless nights,
Bus rides, train rides, as each day goes by,
I'd be right there by my mother's bedside,
It brought sleepless nights, and wondering days,
Wondering when wills this nightmare be over,
When will I wake out of this dream?
When will I rid myself of this misery?
I feel trapped in another world where there's no way out,
A lost soul wondering, a lost soul seeking,
What is left here for me to do?
From what hasn't been felt, what hasn't been seen,
What hasn't been heard, what hasn't been told,
So I as fall deeper and deeper,
I am wishing that it will all come to an end,
Some day, some day soon, so I sit and I pray,
I am on my way to better days.

Copyright © Llando Shaw | Year Posted 2008


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