by your words as they pour out of your mouth.
Time sometimes can’t fix the things that don’t go
away as each day passes by.
Those words haunt you for the rest of your life.
Floating around in your head and no matter how hard you try to forget them.
They don’t go away and they are burned in your memory like a tattoo is inked into your skin.
Forever apart of your life, whether you like it or not.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
My first interviewed and I’m excited/ nervous because this is me and some of my past but it all the reason I love to write poetry
I didn’t think this through,for if I did I wouldn’t be feeling so down
nothing seems to make sense.
And it’s all bubbling up inside, the emotions waiting to spill over
like a volcano it’s ready to explode.
Sending every emotion up at once and there is no stopping it.
It’s too late to run from all the things that have been bottled inside
even if you could escape.
You would have to pick what your running from, your anger or your sadness
your happiness or your peace.
Your passion that pours into your dreams and goals or your fears that hold you back from letting anything come true.
Or seem real, are you going to make the choice to keep it all inside or let it all out one at a time.
So that the possibility of ending up with your peaceful happiness that burns.
Bright from the passion that pours from you and your anger and sadness won’t matter anymore for you will be living the life you always wanted.
Without the fear of doing nothing is better than doing something and failing at it.
Life is to short to keep it all bottled up inside, let it out to explore the possibilities of creating something different.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
It didn’t know who you were
I had not heard of you before.
But then the words came flowing out of your mouth
and your begun to play your guitar and then the keyboard mixed in and your sound
flowed into me and you find a new fan in me that day.
Your sound was once a mystery to me and even though the mystery has been
solved your sound plays on and on wherever you go.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
The light and warmth I was looking for
I thought it would be found in a hot cup of tea on this cold day.
But I found it when I stopped looking for it
And as it shined down on me, I was at peace.
Nothing bad seemed to matter as the light shined down on me
and my day was forever changed.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Nature’s beauty lines sometimes stand out
more than we would like.
Drawing in the eye to something that we want to keep hidden for a lifetime.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Sometimes we need connections to get to one side of the escalator to other.
Sometimes we make connections for we want to get to know someone, and that connection may take a long time to build.
We need connection to grow friendships or network.
Connections are important and they may be the light at the end of your tunnel.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Sometimes things in life seem too big to handle
but we need to calm down.
For the things that may be too big may not be that big after all.
Lets not fall apart all at once when those things don’t work out
the way we want.
Some big things just need to be put aside and when were ready go back to them
the affect they used to have on us won’t be the same.
The pressure won’t be pushing so hard on your heart or your mind
you will be free.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
What am I waiting for
your not coming back
for awhile.
I’m a lost toy to you something you out grown.
I’m in the dust under your bed in the deep corners you never looked.
To afraid to see the truth, if only one more push.
You would have found me and maybe then no one would feel hurt.
Like a memory from the past, I’m not a concern anymore.
And when years have past and you decide to redecorate.
You move that small bed and there I am.
I am old and you barely recognize me.
But you smile as a memory comes to you.
Then you toss me to the trash and like that I’m gone for good.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Neglected by your silence
Rejected by your lack of words.
How much longer do I try to stand by.
For you to figure out I’m not as tough as I seem.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I’m drifting away like a log down river.
And soon the current is flowing so fast that there is no going back.
So I let myself be pulled away and so I’m going over.
The waterfall is so beautiful on the way down.
I can’t believe I lived up there, down here is so much pretty.
I float around in the water trying to find the beauty in the new me for the old me is gone.
And even though she was great.
I’m ready to live on better terms and brighter days.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I couldn’t stop my feet from
Running a way so fast that day.
The only thing I saw was something, closed to me and I freaked.
I didn’t wait to find out if you we’re a friendly or not.
I never looked back, even when I was far away and safe.
Somethings aren’t worth looking back on.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I am alone and everything around me
can help me survive.
If only if I look passed the things that make me
feel so alone and small in this big world.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
My Blissful things:Movies,Quotes,Sunsets and Sunrises.
Wether I’m staring at a Quote that I can relate to or builds hope in me.
Or watching the sunset or rise it’s the moments of quite & peace, and beauty that warmths me.
To feeling the emotions in a movie that moves me to smile or cry.
Im not afraid to be in that moment of bliss.
My happiness that doesn’t go away when the day is over.
I live for my blissful moments that light up my life like the light of the sky when the sunsets of rises.
It takes my breath away and I never want to look away.
The ending hasn’t come and beginning has just begun.
Everyday I wake up to that blissful kiss of life as I take my first breathe of the day.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
A street that is less traveled as the one thing in life gets in the way.
Snow or better known as the problem.
Sometimes it comes down on you slowly and quick and with a blink of the eye it’s gone.
But sometimes it’s quick and painfully long as it comes into your life and doesn’t leave for a lifetime.
It blocks the only street you have to get out and the fight to get out just disappears.
And a blanket of resentment and fear and regret and helplessness covers over you.
And you wonder if your street will ever be the same and once you get out.
Will that be without bumps and bruises?
Probably not for this problem is better waited out.
Eventually it will go away.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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