Details |
Kristen Hunter Poem
We said we would not do it
and now we have again
thru nasty little word bombs
bombs of hatred and of lies
Things we know will hurt the other
to watch the other fall apart
words that we do not mean
some go straight to the heart
when these words go flying
they stab through like a dagger
There is no healing that can be done
no magic word to sooth the pain
For when one’s hit with word darts
it tares them straight apart
where only scars can cover
and the lingering memory never parts
We promised not to do it
and now the darts are thrown
another piece of our relationship now changes
no remedy for it is known
but if we are strong enough
we can cover the scar with happiness
otherwise there is a way to move on past this
it’s going to take special magic
This magic is rare
not many truly know it
this magic is amazing
and can help anyone through it
The magic that I speak of
only comes in one form
you can only get it
if you look deep inside your core
This magic is like no other
than the one thing that is true
This magic is a jewel
and it comes in the form of “I love you”
Copyright © Kristen Hunter | Year Posted 2015
|
Details |
Kristen Hunter Poem
Do I not breath
does my heart not beet
does my blood bleed red
Yes! so what makes me so different
As I sit on this park bench
I watch couples of all ages and races
holding hands, kissing, and being sweet
being in love and showing it
Do I not love as deep
do I not hurt as strong
do I not feel as well
Yes! So, what makes the difference
If I grab the hand of the one I love
shame be bestowed upon me
If I give a little kiss as they all do
may heaven’s doors be slammed in front of me
If I be sweet to the one I love
shunned is my best friend
It is not a stage for it is marriage
it is not a sin for God is with me everyday
it is true, it is magic,
it is love and I have it
I do not have to be ashamed
I do not have to hide
I do not need this criticism
I have a place where I belong
I will miss the ones I love
Now I know where I call home
I know just why I have to leave
I will be happy when I am free
I will not live each day in shame
I do not have to play the what’s right game
I can walk with my head high
and my woman by my side with her hand in mine
Copyright © Kristen Hunter | Year Posted 2015
|