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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
I feel unoticed
invisible work of art
I wanna be me
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
I though I was a little to late to say my last gooddbye
I thought I was a little to late to see you one more time
I thought I was a little to late to ask for one more day
Now I start to realize everyday was one more day you stayed
You blessed me with your kindness and you left me with your love
You promised me you'd be okay when you left to fly above
I'm thankful for the memories that you left with me behind
Your voice, your face, your sweet scent of smell will linger by my side
I wonder if you hear me when I cry for you each night
If only I could hear you say (once more) that everything will be alright
I miss you oh so very much and I hope you understand
That its hard for me wothout you here to comfort me and hold my hand
You left without a warning and you were gone before goodbyes, now time had forced us to
appreciate your prescence you left behind
Im now left on this journey that I must complete to make you proud
No I wont give up now, not just yet I have to stay and stand this ground
Do you know how much I miss you do you know that I have cried?
Do you know that there are times when I cry myself to sleep at night
I woke up on that very morning expecting you to call
To tell me "Mija Happy Birthday" but I never got the call
That day I had no birthday wishes my wish had already came true
Just knowning you were up in heaven with Azriel there with you
Yes my eyes are crying and the tears are streaming down but inside my heart and soul are
happy that you finally have you crown
So please do me a favor; ask god to ease my pain
And heal my heart inside me so the happiness remains
Tell my baby brother that I will see him soon
When I go up to heaven to be with both of you
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2010
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
I love the falling rain
How it makes that soothing sound
I love the way it goes CLICK CLACK
As its falling on the ground
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
There once was a woman
that was a wife and a mother
who one day got sick
then called and cried to her brother
She was alone at the docters
when she found out about the cancer
she called her family right away
but nobody would answer
The woman was so scared
she was only 25
when she found out that she had
not much time to be alive
The woman wasnt happy
about living her last days
she did not know how to react
she just sat there in a gaze
as day by day went by
she was more then fun and flirty
till she died on Christmas Eve
at excatly 11:30
As the family cried and cried
the oldest son scremed "why
why did she have to leave us
without even saying bye"
as he cried himself to sleep that night
she talked to him through dreams
she said
"son im very sorry that I had to go and leave"
she said she really loved him
and that she really cared
about how he went through life
without seeing his mother there
He said he loved her so
with his great big giant heart
and that nothing will ever keep
him and his mother apart
When he awoke the next morning
he told his dad about his dream
about seeing his mother happy
as happy as can be
The father said "thats good son
that you got rid of all this pain
in just one night of sleep
now look how much you've gained"
The son just flashed a smile
he new his dad did not understand
that he got his chance to say goodbye
and let go of his mothers hand
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
I have a secret weapon
that no one knows about
I hide it in my mind
and use it when in doubt
My weapon isn't big
then again it isn't small
my weapon doesn't have a shine
but still saves me when I fall
I have another weapon
that I hide under my bed
the only way to use it
is with my little head
My weapon can be used
for both good and evil things
but my weapon is a secret
so shhhhh don't say nothing
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
A woman had a child
The child was unexpected
The father wasn't happy
He did nothing but neglect it
The father up and left
After his little son was born
The mother cried in disbelief
Because her baby was deformed
The mother plead god with questions
Of why her son was struck with pain
Yet every time gods answer was
"You'd still yet more to gain"
She never understood those words
Till her son had finally died
The boy she raised to be a man
Was an angel in disguise
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
I might look happy but im crying inside
I suffer from pain that just wont seem to hide
Its been there for awhile
But no one seems to care
People act like im invisible or that my feelings are so rare
My peers and my family just dont understand
That this pain that is inside me is getting out of hand
I feel that its impossible to get rid of all this pain
Because hurtful people came in my life then left me here in shame
This hurt that is inside me is like wrapped around my finger
It came now it wont leave and it just seems to linger
But cant at least one person see that theres a child here thats hurting
And that child cant do nothing but just suffer and worry
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
I have all of this anger
thats stuck inside my heart
I dont know what to do with it
its ripping me apart
I need to let it out someway
but I just dont know how
My heart is pounding in and out
somtimes I scream ouch
I also have this saddness
thats driving me insane
I dont know what to do
its causing all this pain
My heart is very sensative
I get hurt really fast
I need something to hold on to
something to make me laugh
Sometimes I look so happy
but I really want to cry
I dont know how to handle this
so I hold it all inside
I gave all of this progress
a very special name
its called an act of anger
or a very hurtful gane
I know somewhere inside of me
I wish all this would go away
I guess i'll just have to deal
I guess i'll just have to pray
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
Freaking out over a bit of rain
Hating ourselves for being so plain
Worrying about the weight we gain
All of this is growing pains
Craving attention
Looking in the mirror
Hating the reflection
But as kids we got through growing pains
Dealing with discrimenation
Anxious to grow up
But we have to be patient
Do we have to go through growing pains
Crying to shed all these tears
Because we think that no one hears
This cry for help
We scream out loud
Trying to make our parents proud
We struggle to keep
Our anger inside
But it always comes out
It just wont seem to hide
We wish that we could
Strike out of this game
Till someone reminds
This is another growing pain
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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Ysabel Cabrera Poem
A man lie sick in a hospital bed
Wishing the pain was all in his head
He was physically hurt and mentally to
He'd done so much wrong he didn't know what to do
So he cried for help
He decided to pray
He asked god to forgive him and to listen to what he had to say
He waited so long he grew so patient
As little by little he gained his salvation
Copyright © Ysabel Cabrera | Year Posted 2009
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