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Best Poems Written by Crissa Mae

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Thanking the Gardener

You stand in front of a garden so vast
You gave a smile that could shame the great sun
You went to the young roses, as you must
You water them with knowledge, like you can
The roses you see almost everyday
You truly do care for them so dearly
You tell them great stories to make their day
And you always do it wholeheartedly
One time you pick a few, we pricked your hand
It hurts so much, so we ask forgiveness
I wish it will not hurt this genuine bond
That will be destroyed by our thorned progess
I want to say a million thanks to whom
Made the beautiful roses greatly bloom

Copyright © Crissa Mae | Year Posted 2015



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She Didn'T Say Goodbye

A fellow that sleeps upon the bed of Earth
Now rest peacefully wishing of heaven's mirth
Leaving a life presented and given to her
A beautiful gift traded with the devil's lure

Just like all seeds that grow big, old then wither
Her life story can stay as long as we can remember
Forever it may be, yet it is sad to say
That she didn't say goodbye on that fateful day

Those who cares, those who loves
Are left to suffer like mourning doves
Without a care she took her steps
Something breaking is what she met

Copyright © Crissa Mae | Year Posted 2016

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Is Your Love True

I may be a man of a few words
But I know something about love
I know that love shan't be forced
Love must be free, just like a dove
Yet this love of ours was never been real
It was for our own selfish pleasures
Seeing as it was made by a deal
Our future will be a great torture
I know dear that you feel the same
But everything changes with great surprises
My love for you slowly came
As we adapt the world's challenges
I eyed your movements and I see you love me back
But are your actions true or this is just an attack?

Copyright © Crissa Mae | Year Posted 2016

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I Can Still Do This

There's something wrong with me, there always is
And when someone pass by, I stare with envy
This pain in my heart, this feeling named Jealousy
When I make my move, Attention is hard to miss
The gifts they gave are laughters and tease
Those always please them, yet they hardly see
The things they have done, results in tears and self-pity
But the breaking of glass will never seize
This pride I hold, that was beaten down by scars
I've made it stronger and I started to build my wall
Protecting myself, before they reach my core
Believing in myself, ignoring the ugly calls
In the end nobody can stop me from reaching the stars
Broken I may be, but I can still stand tall

Copyright © Crissa Mae | Year Posted 2016


Book: Shattered Sighs