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Genice Morrison Poem
So many years ago
when life was young
bringing together a love
that could never be undone
is really something special.
To find someone, you'd never leave
to keep forever by your side
is really something special
through more than just my eyes.
The promise of a heart
until the day you die
the gift of happiness
and hope that it brings inside
is really something special.
Un describing feeling
of safety and trust
belonging to someone
the I turns to us
that's really something special.
Someone to kiss goodnight
that's still there as you wake
is really something special
a vow you agreed to take.
Everyone hopes to find
something special in life
to have until the end
as you have found in each other
as lovers and friends.
Copyright © Genice Morrison | Year Posted 2006
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Genice Morrison Poem
When loneliness calls what do you do?
What do you say?
For all the lonely minutes
you have throughout the day.
Deep inside it is empty
hollow nothing is there.
As you see so many loving couples,
and think to yourself it just is not fair.
Your mind wonders to the past
things that used to be.
Loving days to lonely
you wonder about your future,
but scared to see.
Wanting so bad to love someone,
but a little insecure of it all.
You find yourself alone a little longer,
then you hear it coming
loneliness call.
How long will it be
before I get it all
so I do not have to answer
when loneliness calls?
Copyright © Genice Morrison | Year Posted 2006
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Genice Morrison Poem
How do you say good-bye
to someone who is not yet gone?
How do you hide the tears and sadness
to help them stay strong?
I do not know, I could not say.
I never expected this situation,
for it to happen this way.
I am sad, I do cry, so tell me
how do I say good-bye?
My friend a new world awaits
no hard ships, no pain.
Where the sky's are always sunny
no more dark clouds or rain.
Smiles, and laughter, angel's will be everywhere.
Maybe a few you know
will be waiting to see you there.
Will you do me a favor
as you roam the golden streets?
Can you find my grandpa,
and give him a hug for me?
I love you my friend truly
from my heart and soul.
I'll keep your memory with me
everywhere I go.
I'll drink a toast to you
everytime I fill my cup.
I'll wish on your star
I'm sure you will bring me good luck.
I will not tell you good-bye
just that I will see you soon.
Who knows I may be next,
so save this friend a litle room.
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Genice Morrison Poem
I want someone so bad,
but scared for it to happen.
Not knowing how it would go,
not knowing my reaction.
I've been alone for so long,
it would feel wrong to have someone.
Scared to share my world,
but needing my heart to be won.
Will I be able to open up,
and let the inside come out?
Not scared to be myself,
and share what my thought are about?
Someone to softly wash my back,
while taking a bubble bath.
Someone who will gently kiss my heard,
when I am taking a little nap.
This is not to much to ask
nothing really to hard.
Maybe someone to water the grass
while I plant flowers in the yard.
Someone to sit on the swing with me,
and try to count the stars.
Maybe make a few wishes,
and just be happy about who they are.
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Genice Morrison Poem
I often swing alone at night
questioning the stars I see.
Is there anyone out there
searching for me.
A lost friend, or forgotton love
maybe someone I don't even know.
Could I be someone's reason
why they must hurry up and go?
My entire life has been a chase
running after happiness, love, and friends.
When do I get to stop and be found,
or will my searching never end.
Sometimes the phone does not ring;
hardly anyone comes to visit.
Whats wrong with me, or my house?
How come no one takes time to kick it?
Countless days and nights I've spent,
so friendship they could always see.
What if I stayed home awhile;
would any of them be searching for me?
I bump into love, only left to cry.
I find friends, but they always have others.
Will anything ever come to me?
My mind often wonders.
Well the searching is over for now,
because I'm waiting to be found.
I'm waiting to be happy, or maybe
I'm waiting only to be let down.
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Genice Morrison Poem
Why does love hurt?
Why does it make you cry?
Why does it always seem so true,
but turns into a lie?
Everytime I find a love,
it always runs away.
Why can't I find one
that will want to stay?
I always end up getting hurt
anyway I turn.
When will I stop looking for it?
When will I learn?
It's here today, then gone tomorrow.
Sometimes it brought joy, but mostly sorrow.
When will it make me happy?
When will it set me free?
From the loneliness it has brought to me.
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Genice Morrison Poem
Tonight the tear drops rain
in both his world and mine.
Dropping a little faster,
and a little more harder each time.
I watched in a daze,
as he quickly walked by.
Silenced in a trance,
unable to blink my eyes.
Face to face we were today,
and a few moments eye to eye.
Watching in amazement,
finding it hard to breath
was him and I.
An outburst could happen,
to much excitement within.
Analyzing every second,
incase it never happens again.
It's coming down, I hear it fall
on my window pane.
I bet he's crying just like me
while listening to the tear drops rain.
Thinking of all that was lost
tears fall to the ground,
over and over the same,
it soon becomes the sound
of the tear drops rain.
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I put the love I used to have
in a frame, and hung it on the wall.
I'll hold it in my hands...cry awhile
then put it back...step back and smile.
I'm learning to let go
of the man that took my heart,
but will never leave behind.
His memories will linger always in my mind.
God knows what is best for me.
Maybe it was meant to be this way.
I'll give love a fair chance
with the man I have today.
Eventually I'll smile as big,
and laugh just as loud.
I'll treasure what I used to have,
and what I have now will make me just as proud.
The picture frame is filled with love,
and it will never fade away.
I will walk by and give a glance,
and smile to know i'm giving love
a second chance.
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Genice Morrison Poem
What is love
but only long sweet sorrow
that never dies
dreams that are lost
untill you sleep
overpowering emotions run deep
promises made
but over all could not keep
a restless soul
forever tries to hang on
memories of time
no longer exists--gone
tear drops
constantly flooding within
endless wonder
of what might have been
lonelieness minus laughter
debating on happily ever after
trust left in desaster
to maney spaces
where hope once lived
left empty--nothing to give
a soulmate erased--never replaced
a taste the second time
incomplete--weak--lacking all
it never adds up
to the first time
you fall.
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Genice Morrison Poem
for so many years I've walked about
carrying my load of sin.
getting high...a constant battle
i just cant seem to win.
Every night i pray o'lord
forgive me....make me strong
but when i wake i think no more
once again my choice is wrong.
why..why cant i stop i ask myself
make it all just go away
i want to be so much more
than what i am today.
the greatest love i once had found
his battle was just the same
that's when i gave in, and did it to
a mental institution he now remains
such a stab to my heart..great loss for my soul
i should had learned from him
but still i cant say no.
Every night i pray just the same
forgive me lord, for i have sinned
yet another time. i promise no more
just help me get through.
i do not want to be left behind
please...please take me to
the battle....lord help me be a winner
so i will no longer be
a continuous repenting sinner
Copyright © Genice Morrison | Year Posted 2006
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