Poetry

Anger

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can you see it in my eyes as I stand here watching you come into my home and take from me.

I am a Lion and I rule the jungle and I am not afraid of what you may think will protect you from me.

My eyes show the fire that burns inside me when you think I am just someone who will stand by and let you destroy things dear to me.

I was not born to let you walk all over me and think that one day I won’t bounce back and pounce on you.

I don’t regret any of the things I have done for it is in my nature to sense when danger or fools are on my land.

I do my best to behave but, there is only so much I can take and when I’m ready and have made up my mind there is no turning back and as you cry out no one will save you from me.

I will think little of you when you are gone and soon the earth will break down your remains and you will be forgotten as the next meal becomes available to me.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I’m

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fighting for myself as I am all I got

you hide in the shadows waiting for me

to come into the darkness.

But, I rather live out in the light even if I am all alone.

This path I am on is a narrow one and I feel at peace as I continue on my journey.

With my destination no where in sight, I continue on with no fear in my heart for I’ve waited a long time.

To feel this strong, to love this hard

To believe and to trust with all my heart.

That today God has my back and as my strength grows stronger.

I step into the darkness only for the light to win.

I’m fighting for myself but,maybe soon you will join me and fight for yourself too.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Secrets!

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I want to say that the words don’t keep popping up in my head

but they do and there isn’t a day that it doesn’t feel so sad.

There isn’t a moment when I don’t just want to say them and

it would be so easy and so freeing.

But, the timing is never right or the day just slips away and then

it’s to late.

The emotions bubble up inside and the tears threaten to fall but

I hold it all in and just think of it all and I wonder is it worth saying

out loud.

Or should I just keep it within me locked up like a box full of

secrets no one should know or just to precious to share.

Sometimes a little mystery is good, can’t let out all my secrets

Then I won’t have something to hide or share when the timing

is right.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes