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If by the Journal section, you mean The Diary, you should be aware that people will not be able to respond to you there.

Just make yourself a thread here, if you wish, or I guess you did with this one.
Ok good. If anyone genuinely wants to offer support or say something genuinely positive tomme then they can PM me. Otherwise all I have found is that their seems to be a lot of lick lick going on in here.
 
Teabag

My heart is like a teabag,
The water takes my colours...
I always wear a white flag
To end the war around us.
My arms are heavy, hanging,
I let them be this way...
It's not like hugs can ever
Take all the pain away.
I see the bombs exploding
And hear the Black Sea weeping...
I feel my lungs imploding.
I think my mind is sleeping...
Hmm compared to your other works ? This one needs a little something else
 
Ok good. If anyone genuinely wants to offer support or say something genuinely positive tomme then they can PM me. Otherwise all I have found is that their seems to be a lot of lick lick going on in here.

I have no idea what you are talking about or what it has to do with the topic or the response to wolfblood.

 
I have no idea what you are talking about or what it has to do with the topic or the response to wolfblood.

The poem? His/her poems are quite good. I like to wrote and only inputted on what I thought. It's still a good poem I wasn't ridiculing him. I was trying to cheer myself up. He wrote a poem about teabags I said it needed something a bit more. I guess I am overdoing it on here then. I meant it needs milk a nd sugar refering to the title. Oh well singled out again
 
The hazard that is happiness
Shouldnt be
Meant to be
The opposite of sadness
More yo yo than yin Yan
Juggling emotions,.feeling no real happiness alone.

Only others make me happy, those special someone's. alone is not great for all. Maybe for you, but is that true to you. Are you really that alone. Are you lonely because you are alone or lonely because your heart has no home?
 
Who who dares, cares.
Today, is just one day
Do you care, do you not.
Forget it, it's cool not to care
Isn't it?

Firefighters make that decision, save the mum or save the baby. Ambulance staff too. The baby is saved. It's the right decision.

So reality is we have to be ageist. Young before old. Human nature is cruel to be kind by it's very nature.

So what do we do when we are past our use by's?
Firefighters can't save us. Poetic this may not be,
 
My eyes in Spring


I see the things that hide away
I see them plain and clear
It hurts to hear the words they say
It hurts to feel them near
I've lived enough to know my ground
Enough to learn to dream
I die each day I breathe the life
The system chose for me
It's hard to stretch my aching arms
And touch those closing walls
I wish I could be free again
In body, mind and soul.
I'd build a home behind the trees
I'd make it nice and warm
So when the ice comes back at me
I'd melt it to the bone
I miss the smile I used to have
When everything was safe
I miss the sky without the signs
Of missiles and despair.
I know not what the future holds
I know not what to do
I wonder what tomorrow brings
I close my eyes in Spring.
 

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