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Madelin Barton Poem
Why, Momma, why?
Was I not deserving
of you?
Was I not good?
Was I too frail?
Did you send me away
Because your own life
derailed?
Why, Momma, why
Do I still secretly wail?
Asking myself what did I do so
wrong? How did I fail?
What you called rebelliousness
Was the only way I knew how
to stay strong sometimes, I'd
stay up all night looking after you
Got banged and bruised so that
he wouldn't hurt you
No one else did that
Isn't it true?
Did you ever think about my wounds
That was the only way I knew to
protect you
Instead of helping me
You banished me through lies,
Stripped me from my home,
My siblings, my life
Withheld your love
Because I tried to take my own life
But did you ever stop and think that
Perhaps something in me wasn't right?
Why, momma, why?
Does your absence whisper in me
A forever sorrowful lullaby and
Although, I miss you I love you more
each day that goes by
I forgive you wholeheartedly
Despite that yesterday, I cried
I wouldn't hesitate to wipe
The tears from your eyes if they
ever again were to meet with mine
Copyright © Madelin Barton | Year Posted 2014
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Madelin Barton Poem
Even though it hurts to smile,
I can pretend for a little while
That everything is alright
That when I look up at the
Cinerescent sky and think
about my life at least
I could say with certainty
that I've never been forsaken
by the ONE MOST HIGH.....
That I could always count
on the sun's luminescent rays to
Break through the darkest of clouds
and soak up my tears as if with
warm hands could heal
that which is silent, private and still
Inside of me..
A trinket to a fellow poet for
Inspiring in me the courage
to find the good in my life
A special dance for the sweet Anne Lise
P.S. Thank you for always having something encouraging and uplifting to say. God Bless. ~Maddie
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Madelin Barton Poem
I lie awake while
Desperate for sleep
Time it keeps passing
Yet the hours bleak
I've come to the conclusion
That I must be doing something
Wrong or maybe it's just my
Patience long gone
I don't know what others think
Before settling for bed
But sure wish I could abandon
these festering thoughts
As the pillow cradles my head
Mostly because of anger
Maybe because of rage
Mostly because I desperately seek
The key that opens this cage
How am I to love a man
Who has no sympathy for my grief
Instead of holding my hand
He shuns and grinds his teeth
What the f*** am I supposed to do
With this disdain for life I feel
Cut the wounds even deeper to see
If by all means it ends or heals
Copyright © Madelin Barton | Year Posted 2013
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Madelin Barton Poem
my friend I've met you in
the most peculiar way
I feel what you feel I cry
as though we speak.....
my friend your not alone
in this world I too have felt
the loneliness the fear..
one day life won't seem so
cold you'll see the wondrous
ways of human kind.......
crying so loud but a cry
that isn't heard in hearts
or oides of others...
shamefully I speak of remorse
and guilt as for me
a life altering journey...
A blade that cuts me open
doesn't leave a trace but grasping
for comfort it bleeds blood of sorrow
blood of death......
Copyright © Madelin Barton | Year Posted 2013
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Today if it rains,
and the skies get dark
I won't allow my spirit
succumb to it , instead I
will grab my favorite
sweater go out and walk in it.
Rejoicing with every single
droplet of rain that falls
bringing me closer to the light;
I know, I've found traces of it
In my beloved eyes.
For That treasure more precious than
Gold that many seek and may
Never find is already mine .
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Madelin Barton Poem
I have something to say and
for what lies ahead to God Almighty
we must incessantly pray.
We look up to those we should
shun.....
We are taught about violence
We are taught to fear guns
Yet we fight with weapons
and deadly puns......
who are the responsible for
the deterioration of the values
of our loved ones?
Are you and I free to decide
what is right or wrong or must
we hold our heads up high and
sing the song that wasn't meant
to be sung.....
" Let freedom ring"
with it's dubious and misleading
intricacies with horror I observe
the veiled atrocities of all those
who continue to abuse power....
Are we truly living in the land of
the free. do we fear or are we blind
to what the elite condition us to believe
Are we Ok living in a so called
"Democracy" with the rules of those
who are higher up? Is anyone yet fed up?
Do they now have ways of holding
our liberties hostage or our youth
in bondage...
Dear Mr. President are we citizens
or residents are we slaves of the
corrupt or should be thankful
and just shut the hell up....
Has our freedoms been sold or am
I just being bold is it a sin to speak with
truth are the ones in power not the ones
hiding the proof and silencing
the masses with drugs and trances.
I am here cause I still have a voice
even if in everything else we have
no choice....
I have witnessed the daily tragedies of
of our once beloved nation with great
indignation.
They say we live in democracy but we
are not heard ,we are not the voice of the
people; we are living in dictatorship and loving
every minute of it because we are told what to
think hear and speak and we care not know
what we are fighting for " freedoms" but we are
not FREE....
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I will never leave you is the promise
I've made and if I ever fail you
I will take that hurt to my grave.
What a pleasure its been to have known you
My passion for you is great.
I met you when I was at my lowest
and my love for you grows fonder each day.
You give me comfort in distance that is great
In you is my wholeness;
In you, is my strength.
You are beauty unequaled before my eyes
The light in them that shines bright.
You are gentle, so loving, so kind
You give me peace I never knew could be mine
I call you " My heaven, my sky" because
Its beauty is vast and its the fairest comparison I can find
No one will ever love you the way I do.
I'm so grateful for you by my side
"I will never leave you" is a not an empty promise but
Something that will reveal itself in time.
I'd be foolish to ever leave you
I wanna love you for the rest of my life.
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Sometimes you gotta
close your eyes to see
the real truth hidden
inside you ....
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Madelin Barton Poem
Se que El amor ni el perdón
Se compra con un simple regalo
Pero se puede expresar con el
Corazón en la mano.
Quizás estas palabras que quisiera
Decirte hoy no las puedas leer en una
Tarjeta pero es lo que siento y créeme
Cuando te digo que para mi el no estar
Contigo es una gran pena.
MAMA:
Me diste la vida; me vistes crecer con
Devoción de madre, me apoyaste siempre
Para no verme caer y yo de niña necia no
Siempre lo pude entender.
Ahora al pasar de los años que soy mamá
También mis ojos lo pudieron ver y la tristeza
Que algún día te cause vuelve a mi dejando un
Gran vacío por no tenerte cerca.
Ayer lloraste por mi y hoy por lo que quizás sin
Saber lo mucho que te hice sufrir es a mi quien
Me toca hoy llorar por ti.
Nadie podrá llenar jamás el vacío que dejas en mi,
Ni podrá enmendar esta culpa que ciento por no ser
Lo que esperabas de mi.
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The distance growing
between us is cold
I've already mourned
you with out restrain
my heart an out pour
of disillusions now
magnified through
bitterness and rage.
I thought I'd love you
for the rest of my life
now I can only pray this
pain one day to subside.
Lines have been crossed
destroying everything I
once believed to be sacred
between us.
Let me go quietly don't
torment me through
meaningless outcries.
Just walk away don't say
another hurtful thing
Don't lend yourself to be
the executioner waiting to
cut the very thin thread thats
kept me alive.
One last thing I wish to tell you
before I say goodbye
when I said "I LOVE YOU" I truly
meant it now those words left on
my lips to die.
Copyright © Madelin Barton | Year Posted 2014
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