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Nicole Stokes Poem
I feel your presence in every place
I feel safe in your warm embrace
But how can I explain the terrible secret I hold so close
Love is something I’ve never known
I can’t tell you I love you
Because that untrue
I can’t tell you I need you
I feel for you something I’ve never felt
When your around I just want to be held
I want you to keep me close
But in the back of my mind the truth is screaming
He loves someone
And she isn’t you
You can’t love
You don’t know how to
He's just being nice
He doesn’t really care
But still I drown in the ocean that is your eyes
The gentle waves sweeping over my skin
Aggressive currents pulling me in
Kind dolphins and turtles swim with me
Sharks circle pulling me deep
But that doesn’t matter
I can’t love you
And you can’t love me
But still the quick sand that is your smile
It pulls me in and I can’t move
The harder I try
The less I succeed
You could never love a girl like me
I’m far below average
I’ve got nothing special
But still when you hold me I can’t help but wonder
Is there some universe where it is you and me
Where she isn’t in the picture
Is there a universe that I knew how to love you
Where I could hold you in my arms as you do me
Where we could live happily
But the girl like me doesn’t get the happy ending
She ends up the maid
Or stuck with the dragon
So me
I’ll just have to watch from afar
As you sit with her and she wins your heart
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Nicole Stokes Poem
Unforgiving crash against a gentle surface
The power falls harshly on the fragile reflection
The light shines on the face of her
But she ruins the image of grace with her roughness
Or so she thinks
Others look to her for their calm
Her tears tirelessly fall
If only she could see
The gentle grace she portrays
Then would she love herself
Then would she realize her worth
All she sees is her mistakes
She sees what ruins her face
She sees the fragile reflection fail
As the crash comes rushing down
She sees a girl crying
She sees herself
She goes to the girl and offers her help
She holds her hands and absorbs her tears
She asks the girl why she cries
She quietly traces the delicate face
Full of perfection and full of grace
If only you knew
The sweet fountain cried
That I understand you
Truly and fully
Understand you
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Nicole Stokes Poem
Droplets fall at the existence of my anxiety
Around every corner I’m drowning
A new wave crashing over me
I feel the warmth of a gentle hand
“Its ok my little songbird”
I feel the anger taking over me
Flashing of rage that have control of me
I hit the wall but it hits back
Blood and tears trickle as I bite my lip
I feel the presence of a kind soul
“Its ok my little songbird”
The friday night lights
but something doesn’t feel right
Mother runs
Father stays
No gentle hand
no kind soul
The sirens ring out
I feel like I’m choking
They take you away
I sit in the dark
In the void of nothing
No gentle hand
no kind soul
The birds sing their morning song
But they sing in a melancholy tone
They feel the absence
as much as me
They know somethings missing
The worlds off key
The light haze covers the room
I stand in shock
Hovering over you
I turn in fear
My face gets hot
They make me look
I cannot
I will not
The gentle drizzle falls from the sky
The world seems to stop
As we say goodbye
I walk away in complete silence
“It's ok little songbird”
No
It’s not the same
They say it to me thinking it would help
It just reminds of the void
No gentle hand
no kind soul
The bright lights hit my face
I smile as I hear the crowd cheer my name
My dream was to make you proud
But when I sing
I remember you’re not around
What happened to
you will always stay
You’re here for me
It will all be ok
As I stand and feel the heat from above
It reminds me that I’m missing your love
It screams that no matter what
I can’t outrace the feeling of death
I wait for you to say
What you always did to make me feel safe
But you’re not there
The silence is so prominent I can almost hear it
It screams telling my story
No gentle hand
No kind soul
Just a lonely little songbird
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Nicole Stokes Poem
Twigs crack
Leaves crunch
Feeling the sudden urge to run
The chase starts
The warm pump of blood through her body
Cold wind cuts her open
Trickling of red into the white
Just keep going
Quick fall
Falling in and out of consciousness
Just get up
Breath leaves her body as she races
Just go
The ground disappears
She falls into the night
Awaken in a sweat
Cold chills
Its not real
Just go to sleep
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