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Life In Lockdown

Life in lockdown
Being stuck at home
With depression and anxiety,
Is like being locked in a room
With 'you' your own worst enemy.
Trying to fight through
That every day life,
But also forever wishing 
You never survived.
Now that fight
Has to go on,
But inside your  head
It's like an exploded bomb.
All that pain
You wanted to ease,
And all those people
You wanted to please.
Now is the time
For you to forget,
Make all those memories
And big goals to set.

Copyright © Chelsea Burke | Year Posted 2020



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The Man I Call Dad

Theres this man I love and care for dearly, Its just a shame he cant see it quite clearly.
Theres this man whos made mistakes, but no matter what in my heart he'll stay.
Theres this man id do anything for, but he needs to realise I cant take it any more.
Theres this man whos ever so strong, but what hes doing now is cruel and wrong.
Theres this man who I hope sees sense, cause the worst thing for this is the consequence.
Theres this man who I know can do it, cause I know hes strong and he does not quit.
Theres this man that has an addiction, to different drugs not the ones on perscription.
Theres this man whos also depressed, wakes up in a morning and dont want to get dressed.
Theres this man who says hes okay, but deep down inside doesnt want to stay.
Theres this man who I call dad, really is the best dad I could have.
Ill get you there and make a plan, but you have to help me as much as you can.
I need you to listen and I need you to know, it really breaks me when I find you on the floor.
We can sort this and make it right, I know you have the will power and certainly the fight.
Just hold on and keep on trying, I know you feel as though im mivering.
But its gone to far and it will not stop, we need to get a grip of it and put you on top!

Copyright © Chelsea Burke | Year Posted 2020

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Give Me a Chance

A mistake I made has made me suffer, I did something I regret but want to make it better.
Id be the first to admit I was wrong, shout it from the roof tops or put it in a song.
The months go by but the times so slow, theres just one thing I want you to know. The day you left was the day I suffered, I just curled in a ball under my covers.
I am sorry for what I did, if I could change this it would be my wish.
It was evil and inconsiderate, but please believe me when I say im desperate.
I dont want forgiveness just forget, and make our memories and big goals to set. 
I want to make you happy and put this right, but all you seem to do is put up a fight.
Give me a chance and ill prove to you, that this is the best thing youll ever do.

Copyright © Chelsea Burke | Year Posted 2020

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Fifteen Years On

On the 17th of September
Thats the day you grew your wings,
And now all we have left
Is our beautiful memories and those sentimental things.
It broke our hearts but surely made us stronger,
As we all know the saying its absence that makes the heart grow fonder.
We got through it all, all as one but today's the day you left us fifteen years on.
Pain in our hearts,
tears down our face,
There is no one on this planet
that could ever take your place.
Your one in a million with that heart of gold, I wish I could of held you till the day you turned old.
My mother, my role model, my number one queen.
You sure was the most beautiful women this world had ever seen.

Copyright © Chelsea Burke | Year Posted 2020

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I Might Only Be the Size of a Pea

I might only be the size of a pea
But you already mean so much to me, 
I love you now and I'll love you forever
Mummy says she can't think of anything better. 
I can't wait for you to watch me grow
And to teach me all things I don't yet know,
I can't wait for you to hold me tight
And to kiss and cuddle me every night. 
My tiny fingers and tiny toes
All my limbs still yet to grow, 
You'll see me soon, a little picture
It won't be long until I'm with ya.

Copyright © Chelsea Burke | Year Posted 2020



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Pandemic

Pandemic
You only miss the shops
When they start to close,
Whether its mcdonalds
KFC or even nando's.
Your only freedom is 
1 hour excersice a day,
Now it feels like your
Freedom has been taken away.
The sun outside...
Is starting to shine,
Making you sit in the garden
With a bottle of wine.
Questioning your life
Family and friends,
Just sat here waiting 
For all this to end.
Your children playing
And having plenty fun,
When in fact they miss
That fun school run.
They miss their friends
And teachers too,
The hot school meals
And fun things to do.
Its not just work 
Its friends teachers and routine,
Hopefully its not long 
Until they are heard and seen.

Copyright © Chelsea Burke | Year Posted 2020

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Memories

All my memories 
start from a young age,
But it's always the bad ones 
that never go away.
I remember when I was 4,
It was all love and happiness with so much more.
By the time I got to 6,
I remember my mum 
wouldn't call it quits.
The big C started to take over, 
But she stayed with us and got so much stronger.
She fought and fought until she no longer could, but they kept her with us like she should. 
It got to hard for mum and dad, 
To the point their marriage got really bad. 
They no longer seen eye to eye,
 but had love for eachother that would never die. 
Their marriage started to fall apart,
Mum met someone else, she thought had a heart.
 He broke her to pieces
Leaving her questioning life, 
She thought she wasn't good enough but decided to give it a try. 
She cure the big C and was left with a colostomy bag. He always called her for it and made her feel sad. 
She went on to have her bag reversed, 
It was for him, he made her feel no worth. 
She knew the chance was 50/50,
But she did it anyway thinking he'd be happy. 
Unfortunately for us she never survived,
She got septicemia and f***ing died.
Now we are left without our mum, and i put it down to that narcissists scum.

Copyright © Chelsea Burke | Year Posted 2023


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