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I Am From No Set Label

I am from country living and bareback riding
But you wouldn't know that 'cause i keep hiding
I look like I'm gothic but i really don't bite
Trust me I'm not that big of a fright

I am from backyard football and gymnastics
I'm sorry, I'm not really a romantic
Playing videogames and household chores
While findin' time to hang with the boys

I am from western saddles and drag racing
My dad's camaro going through it's fast paces
Wanting my own classic beauty
Just wanna be seen as groovy

I am from dark poetry and hard back books
Not really caring how everyone looks
Never caring how they see me
Because I am who I want to be

I am from darkness and not of the light
Sorry, it may seem a fright
I once had dreams that frightened me so
They wanted me dead, but i said no

I am from children of the dark
And in the night I awake with a start
Feeling unknown forces in my head
Voices that filled my being with dread

I am from misunderstanding and many wrong looks
Many people think I seem like a crook
But I am from no set label
And I don't think I will ever be able

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2011



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41 Thunder Storms

The earth trembles in fear
As the sky goes through yet another rough time
Tears falling from the sky
Falling on me, as I walk into danger
The cool breeze calming my spirit
The whispering wind telling of her (depressing) story

Its beautiful to me
The earth is alive yet again

You have the darkness
Which turns into light

You can't have a rainbow
Without any rain

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2010

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Gaia

The Wind, see it move.
The trees, the grass, the world 'round.
Beauty in plain form.

A maiden so fair,
She's strong, loved, feared, worshipped.
A maiden not tamed.

Gaia, our mother,
She's a dream and a nightmare.
Unpredictable.

The sunrise, sun set,
Another day in her arms,
But then we grow up..

She's nothing to us,
Gaia is another planet,
That scientists probe.

Smashing my belief,
That my goddes is not real.
Why do this to us?

She is our mother,
Our home, who's wedded to our God.
We worship the earth.

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2011

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Wanna Be a Mom

My love
Sweet lover
Can't wait anymore

My heart
Fragile heart
Is seeming to break

My flesh
My blood
I wish to hold dear

A girl
Small girl
Named Lyla Shea

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2010

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A baby to me
A fragile being
Nine months
Feels like much longer

I have no child
Within or about me
Life taking to much of a toll
Society bending their ways in my mind

Unexceptable for teens
What happens from marriage
After all education is done
And a job fully secured

I crave for my own flesh and blood
To be carried in my body
Then in my arms
To show the world, my new life
With a small girl
I'd name
Lyla

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Love Is a Four Letter Word

When will I learn to anticipate Love's keen and painful sting?
Penetrating deep within my chest and spreading it's poisen.
High, ever so high, only to fall again and to seize in agony.

Oh, Love, why do you trick me with a veil as deceitful as infatuation?
How you held me close, and embraced me with your affection,
Only to push me away and shatter my heart again.

I cannot pick up my pieces, for the shards are many in number,
They litter the foor around me as I sink to my knees,
Staining my legs with glittering, ruby glass.

I crouch over the jagged diamonds,
And wish my tears to mend my glass heart back togther.
I'm the Cinderella without a glass slipper.

Instead of fleeing the Prince for fear of midnights final tone,
I fell from his gaze.. and fell under my drowning tears.
Can he see his Princess cannot surface the waves of her fear and depression?

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2012

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Softly as a willow weeps
I lay by roots and soundly sleep
Some small voice inside my dream
It's my child smiling, so serene

Her dark curls cascading down
Bright eyes looking all around
That little darling voice, my favorite sound
With small bare feet upon the ground

Her father, my husband, gazes grinning
At our little girl who was just the beginning
For my body had started showing
What lay within me, slowly growing

My life long wish is coming true
And to my lover, I thank you
For helping with that extra lift
And giving me the goddess gift

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2011

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A Dream Within a Dream

Standing before a diverse group
A talent found in devoted individuals

A musicians haven
A musicians dream

I gently grasp my simple tool
A baton

The music sings in my head
Only one thing to do now

I raise my hands
And the musicians are ready

A simple flowing tempo
Written by my hand

A cello sings my hearts soulful song
A tear leaves this musicians eye

This is my dream
Within a dream

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My Musical Medley

Your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
I can feel you all around me
Thickening the air I'm breathing
I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more, So much more.
I lay dying,
And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal.
I lie inside myself for hours,
And watch my purple sky fly over me,
And I pull will the trigger.

Evanescence-My Immortal
Flyleaf-All Around Me
Evanescence-Tourniquet
Evanescence-Imaginary
Flyleaf-Cassie

Brittany Gentry

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I Don'T Care

I don't care if you loved me then, 
This is now, that was in the past.
I wanted you to understand me,
But you didn't seem to care.
This is a little too late,
But this is well worth it,
Getting rid of your memory.
I don't care anymore,
I hurt myself, and so did you.
I'm moving on because I don't care,
I don't care about my past,
Just the future. 
The future with clean air,
And fresh beginnings.

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2011

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