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Hurt Me Three

Loving hugs and welcome kisses,
I love yous and you’re my misses,
What we had was a special thing, 
And I dreamt of you giving me a ring.
The way we met, the way we were,
I was yours and that’s for sure.
But you used your fist,
And you used your voice.
You used your power,
With so much force.
Tears were shed, 
I was filled with dread. 
I was speechless; I could not say,
I was left in such dismay.
As I look back, I see it now,
You should stand up tall and take a bow.
You had me fooled and you had me beat.
Did I say beat? But not as a figure of speech.
If you say that you love me so much,
How can you give me something other than a loving touch?
I was left with bruises, scratches and aches,
Filled with pain because my heart did break.
“I’m sorry baby; you’re the one for me!”
Then he would say…
“I lost control what happened to me?”
Months went by,
He was still on my mind,
Is this true love? Is this a sign?
So I let him back into my life, 
A slap in my face he hurt me twice.
Shame on him,
Shame on me,
If he hurt me two times,
Than he’ll hurt me three.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007



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For The...

My soul is injured, broken down and shattered
It’s just flat out destroyed
It’s defeated, crushed, cracked and smashed
For a single mother who’s unemployed

It’s out of order, broken down
It’s busted and defeated
For someone’s homeless starving son 
Whose lonely eyes look scared and depleted.

For the father of his only son
Who was taken by a stray bullet
For the feign with no cares in the world
Except the pursuit of her next crack hit

For the wife of her first true love
To find out that he’s a cheater
For the young girl desperate for love and acceptance
Who lets her no good boyfriend beat her

For the little boy begging for food
Outside the grocery store
For the mom who’s working three jobs
That always wanted more.

For the innocent man who was set up
And being investigated for murder
For the abandoned infant, malnutrition
Who will never meet her real mother.

Then there’s the college graduate
Who never gets to use his degree
Then there’s racial discrimination
And worldwide poverty.

With so much loss throughout this world
What is there to gain?
Besides the angst of misfortune and despair 
And the true understanding of pain.

So open your eyes and reach out
When you normally look away
And give someone a helping hand
To brighten up their day

You cannot base your judgment
Based upon a persons condition
You have to leave that up to god
And even he holds no conviction

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007

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Happy Ending

A mirror shows reflection
Yet can also be distorted

The sun shines light
Yet can also cast a shadow

A river flows and air gives life
Yet can also be polluted

Love fills the heart with kindness and joy
Yet that can be diluted

I try to think of something
That will put a smile on my face
I get off to a good start 
But then my smile dissipates
For some reason
All good things bring misery
All the love I've ever known
Always ends terribly
All the efforts I have shown
Prove to work ineffectively
All the years that I have grown
This happens repeatedly

Now because of this 
It's hard for me to start
A new relationship
And open up my heart
Once I realize I am beautiful
on the inside and out
A grey cloud comes
And confuses me with doubt
It's not like I'm asking for a fairy tale story
I just want some glory
And to lose my despair
I am so distraught
It's like I sold my soul to the devil
But I was never told
Can I buy it back?
I just found out that it was sold.

I hold the burdon of every bodies pain
To ease their tears 
Their pain is what I gain
Because of this I ask for just one thing
And that one thing could only be
Something called a happy ending

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007

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What Would You Do?

What would you do if you won one million dollars
I would jump up and down, scream and holler
I would buy the biggest most beautiful house
I would open up a big fat bank account
I would buy all new clothes
And I would donate all the old
I would travel, I’ll be world wide
I’ll explore the east, then the other side
I would buy myself a car or two
Working is something I won’t have to do
I would sleep in late and drink Merlot
Early afternoon I take Tybo
I’ll sit in the Jacuzzi and go to the spa
But not in America, I’ll be in Aruba.
What if you woke up and found out it was all just a dream
And you realize you can’t get any of these things
That dream just seemed so real
All that money I could feel
It always happens just like that,
I’m rich when I’m asleep but not when I wake up.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007

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Something That Will Always Stay

She always wore braids,
With beads on the ends.
She was tall for her age,
And we were best friends.
We walked together to school everyday,
Than after school, we’d go to her house and play.
But we always had to do our homework first,
Then we got to go and play in the dirt. 
We did absolutely everything together.
Forever and always I will remember.
Like when we would run up the street,
To the 711 to get a blue slurpie.
Every Sunday, we’d have a barbeque,
And we’d fill our plates big enough for two.
One time she cut my hair really short,
And that haircut was never on the cover of vogue.
And one time her step dad had taken us fishing,
We had fun even though we didn’t catch anything.
We would pick out our clothes to dress just alike,
And after all that time we only hated each other twice,
We would always make up the very next day,
Our friendship is something that would always stay.
When you saw her, you always saw me,
And that’s the way it had to be.
Now this is a story that I dread to tell,
It all started when she rang my doorbell.
We were going to walk to school that day,
So we wouldn’t be late, we got on our way.
For some reason we were laughing uncontrollably,
You know, the kind of laughing that makes it hard to breathe.
I remember the smile on her face,
At that exact moment and at that exact place.
We laughed when we saw some boys running past,
Up until we heard a loud blast.
I stopped, and turned around and stared,
What I saw had made me very scared.
My mind went blank,
I felt my heart sink.
She was lying on the ground,
All I heard was my heart pound.
My mind was in a paralyzed state,
Her life was taken at the age of eight.
A drive by shooting caused in all,
The last thing I saw was watching her fall.
I stood there until my mom came and got me, 
I can’t believe she died right in front of me.
There’s been a void in my heart ever since,
I miss the sleepovers and dressing like twins.
I think about what she could have become,
Her future and things she could have done.
Then I am forced to think of the past,
And how her life was taken so fast.
I wipe a tear away from my eye,
I had watched my best friend die.
I miss everything about my best friend,
Forever and always until the end.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007



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Distinct Individuality

I talk, I scream
I yell, I sing
I laugh, I cry
I live, I die
I love, I hate
I rush, I wait
I spend, I save
I give up, I have faith

Unique Personality
Distinct individuality

I win, I lose
I don't try, I prove
I cause, I prevent
I am soft, I am cement
I eat, I drink
I float, I sink
I rise, I fall
I am short, I am tall

Unique Personality
Distinct individuality

I wake up, I dream
I resist, I feign
I walk, I drive
I surrender, I strive
I stop, I go
I am fast, I am slow
I am hot, I am cold
I am young, I am old

Unique Personality
Distinct individuality

I deny, I allow
I am ashamed, I am proud
I give, I receive
I doubt, I believe
I am king, I am queen
I am ignored, I am seen
I litter, I clean
I am nice, I am mean

Unique Personality
Distinct individuality

I have my own traits
I have my own character
I chose my own behavior
And whether you accept me
or reject me
I will no matter what
Continue to be me.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007

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You Think You'Re Tough

I was hurt and you left me there,
You walked out like you didn’t care.
“I’m doing out to have a drink
Be back in about an hour I think.”
I cried myself to sleep alone,
When I woke up he still wasn’t home.
I tried to close my eyes again,
But sleep just wasn’t happenin’.
So I got up and put my shoes on,
The walk to the bar isn’t long.
When I got there, he hugged and kissed me,
When I didn’t want to drink, he up and dissed me.
I turned around and went back home,
He tried to call me on the phone.
I got to the door and took out the key,
It turns out that he followed me.
The next thing I know, I was on the ground,
He was throwing me around.
He picked up the mattress and the box spring,
And threw it on top of me like it weighed nothing.
For some reason I couldn’t cry.
My mind was racing trying to figure out why.
Before I had time to figure it out,
He just about knocked me out.
My head hit hard against the frame of the door,
But that wasn’t it, he wanted more.
Once again I tried to rise,
And I saw the hatred in his eyes.
I got up and tried to grab my phone,
And he yelled at me with an evil tone.
He then trapped me and I could not leave,
He punched me hard, I could barely breathe.
And then he just walked away.
What he was thinking I still cannot say.
The next thing I know I was back on the floor,
He had caught me on my way out the door.
I told him just to let me leave,
So he can calm down, so he could breathe.
My head had already begun to pound,
From our yelling and screaming and me hitting the ground.
Three hours of this torture had past,
How much longer could this last?
Then all of a sudden he stopped and let me leave,
Oh thank you god I am so relieved.
I was hurt and all bruised up,
Where should I go was my next thought.
I just wanted to be alone;
To think about what just went on.
He came outside and knelt by my feet,
And begged for me not to leave.
“I love you, I’m sorry, what can I do?
You’re my heart and I love you!”
I love him to I thought to myself,
No one can imagine the pain I felt.
That’s when I looked into his eyes,
He had just begun to cry.
I had to put myself first,
And analyze my self worth.
I wanted to jump back into his arms,
He couldn’t have met any harm.
But I realized I had to walk away,
With these last words to him I say,
“Get up off the ground and get your stuff,
I’m glad that you think your tough.
Pack your bags, you need to leave,
I want a real man that won’t beat on me.”

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007

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Could Have Been Me

I have two brothers and that is it,
A sister would have made it perfect.
I met this girl and we hung out all the time,
I finally had a sister of mine.
Even though, we didn’t have the same family,
She was as real as a real sister could be.
And I was six years younger than her,
But that didn’t really seem to matter.
I knew her brother and her dad,
When I met her, her mom had just past.
I met her boyfriend and her cousins too,
Her only sister had died at age two.
One thing set her apart from the rest,
She would never settle for less.
She broke up fights and talked things out,
She was a peacemaker without a doubt.
Her brother and dad were in and out of jail,
For drug possession and intent to sell.
She graduated from high school with a 4.0,
And not one college she applied to said no.
There was not one time she didn’t have my back,
Whether for moral support or even an attack.
I remember this one time her and me,
Were riding as passengers and her brother was driving.
They used to let me sit in the front seat,
Because they knew that is where I had wanted to be.
We had just pulled over to get some gas,
She came up to the front seat and put the music on blast.
A song that we liked had just came on,
And we started singing along.
Her brother was inside of the store,
And a car pulled up that she couldn’t ignore.
All of a sudden she jumped on top of me,
I had no idea about what was happening. 
I didn’t know what was going on,
But I could tell something was definitely wrong.
She jumped back and she started to choke,
And I noticed there was blood coming out of her throat.
Her shoulder was the next thing the bullet had hit,
There’s no way my sister can die like this!
Her blood felt warm against my skin,
That’s when I realized what was happenin’.
Her brother barged his way through the car door,
He picked up her body and threw it on the floor.
I could not believe that he just did that,
He didn’t stop or even look back.
He feared about getting locked up at any moment,
Because I found out that he had a warrant.
If he didn’t do that could she have been saved?
We will never know, we had to dig her grave.
I didn’t even go to her funeral,
I mean, I couldn’t because I was feeling too miserable.
I pray for her family, her friends and her soul,
My life, to her I will always owe,
My mind is still in awe you see,
It happened to her, but it could have been me.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007

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Confront Your Conflict

Have you ever heard a song
But couldn't understand the words?
But you know that is consisted of 
Adjectives nouns and verbs
A persons life is similar to that
What you see is not always what you get
Instead of adjectives nouns and verbs
There is a future past and present
And without all three
Your are left with just a fragment
 And a fragment at times
Can be very misleading
And without the whole picture
Who are you to be judging?
No one knows what will occur
Lifes struggles and pains that they will endure
Some things can be life altering
And some things you cant prevent from happening
And sometimes you have to go through some things
And confront the conflict that life brings
Some people make their circumstances their definition
And coincidently thats how people define them
You can either use your circumstance as an excuse
Or you can excuse your circumstance
And put your new knowledge to use
Think about the things that you've been through
And all the other people it has happened to
A testimony is such a wonderful thing
And that is something that all bad times bring
So what about everybody who is going through a hard time
Someone who is not is really hard to find
So don't give up or lose your belief
Because it always gets worse before you get some relief

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007

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Couragious

As I see you strive
For another breath of life
We cannot see you cry 
But are you on the inside?
You are a beautiful person
Your hearts you have won
We love you everyday
And every day for you we pray
We don’t want to see you suffer 
And you have always been a survivor
We know that you are strong
And your life we want to prolong
Even though we know the time has come
And soon you will be gone
We will never forget any part of you
Our hearts will continue to be with you
You have always been brave 
And for that I give you praise
You are kind and courageous
And your smile is contagious
You are beautiful and sincere
And the truth is crystal clear
Life is simply better 
Whenever you are near

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2007

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