Poetry

Feeling

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uneasy with the ways things are going.

I can’t seem to focus on the things going on around me right now.

The candle light is flicking on and off and everything seems to be blowing in the wind.

The storm is coming and I can only hope it will blow through my life

and take all the bad things and people with it.

But, one can only hope for many storms do take away the bad and leave me with a lesson I will not want to learn again.

That feeling of happiness yet sadness at the same time is coming over me and, I want to embrace it and breathe it all in then slowly than let it go.

And accept my life is about to go in a whole another direction and I have not a lot of  time to prepare myself.

But like the wind blowing through my life I will just go with the flow and hope it will all work out in the end.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

At my limit

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With you right now, I’m annoyed and just over it.

Words can no longer express how I feel for no amount of words can fully describe how your acting.

The anger build up inside me and it’s not just for me but for others that you have burned.

I feel like I want to protect them and not let you harm them with your words.

But, something inside me stops me from saying the words I need to say to break you down a couple of steps.

I have never known someone to be so nasty before.

Your words are toxin and your heart is blacker than coal.

Nothing you do or say proves to me that you care enough to stop.

You just pretend like a child that you have done no wrong and should be forgiven.

But, honey I can forgive but I will not forget and if I wasn’t  the person I am in today.

I would have told you off by now and let it be done for you will never have my trust or respect.

This world needs love and not your ugly hater to continue to grow.

I am fighting for the good and trying to stop all the wrong and the ugly in life.

I have grew up and have put away my childish ways, when will you do the same?

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Broken

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It finally happened, I broke into so many pieces that no one knew if I would be able to be put back together again.

I didn’t want to feel at all this way but there comes a time when you truly have to let go.

And fall so far that the anticipation of the fall is relaxing.

I fall with my eyes closed enjoying the fall as my body slows down.

The moment before I broke reappears in front of my face and I cry a little.

But, smile when the feeling of peace washes over me.

Like a blanket of protection, I felt loved and then I hit the floor with the biggest break of my life.

And I never could come back to who I was before.

 

Written By:Deirdre Stokes

 

 

Poetry

Your lack of words

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To me eat at my soul

day and night to the point

I don’t know what to say to you.

And I know the moments I look at you,

My eyes no longer reflect happiness, just sadness  and when I’m about to say something.

Just one look from you shuts me down and my walls go up again and I’m no longer see the person I once thought I knew.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Words

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That lay out a perfect poem

won’t come to me as Writer-block strikes again.

My lack of creativity drains my hope of writing out some worthy to me.

Time goes by so fast and nothing comes to me, words you have vanished from my mind and my lips.

As I sit in silently by myself finding no inspiration from anything.

The wind blows so hard outside that as it blows around me everything I wanted to say is ripped right from me.

I try with all my might to get those words back by the wind is so strong I can’t seem to find the strength to go on.

So I run inside to the warmth my body and mind needs but, still the words don’t come to me.

Wordless and the fear of not being able to find something to say is strong.

I just need a couple of words to start me off and then I hope I never run out of words again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

My eyes are

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On you as you walk through the door with a smile on your face.

There is a storm going on around you and you just walk through it like nothing can touch you.

No rips on your clothes or scratches on your skin.

You walk tall as the lighting hits around you but never close enough to hurt you.

The winds grow stronger as you walk towards me.

Blowing your hair in front of your face and even when I fear the worst, you stop and put your hair up.

As you bend down and look me in the eye, you smile and tell me nothing going to take you away from me for now.

So let it all go my little bird and as the feathers of my fear blow away.

New hope grows strong in me as I draw you close to me tonight.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Daily Prompt:Lofty

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So proud you are of all that you have done

but not to proud to not stop and help others.

You have overcome so much that you don’t see things the way you used too.

You now see in others what no one saw in you, that they all have great potential and just need a little push to get there.

You don’t give up even when your mad or disappointed in the decision they made.

You wait for them to slow down and truly see they are worth so much more than their mistakes.

And those mistakes don’t make them a bad person.

You are proud of them for they continue to fight the battles they have in their life.

And one day you hope all the hard work they did to get to the person you always saw in them.

That day will be the proudest moment for you, for it will feel like your first son became a man.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt:Lofty

Poetry

Daily Prompt:irksome

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I wish I wasn’t so irritated right now

because  then I could see the brightness

Of  today.

But I let the small things get to me and that built up my anger.

And now I’m here stuck trying to figure out how do I stop this from happening again.

Yes I could ignore you next time and let your words go out one ear and the other.

Or I could tell you off and let it all out and maybe next time you will be  smarter when  it comes to trying me.

Because I rather be annoyed by you than let myself get so irritated that I act outside my character.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt:irksome

Poetry

I walk

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in and I see you and it’s like being hit with a brick wall

these emotions of sadness wash over me like.

Someone close to me is gone and I can’t seem to figure out

what is going on and so I quickly disappear inside.

As I let myself fade into the background and this other side of me takes over

and I feel like I’m floating above myself, watching what is happening but I can’t stop anything.

The feeling doesn’t go away and I don’t seem to be able to slam back into myself again, will anyone notice I’m not me this bubble of light and giggles.

Even though the other side of me smiles it never reaching her eyes and, the laugh isn’t quite right for it’s not music to your ears.

The things about me that you look forward too doesn’t sound like they used to but you can’t quite put your finger on why I sound different.

But all I can do is hope you will realize in time and save me from this person who is like a shadow of who I am.

I am the light and without that light shining bright inside me or reaching out to you, things begin to not be the same and the once room full of joy is only half full.

Not enough to satisfy you or me or everyone else who cares and is tied to me and you, will time run out before we meet again.

For the darkness always needs a little light of hope in it, and that hope of light is me so what are you waiting for.

Come find me and bring me home again!

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes