Choices

Closing my eyes I don’t want to hear the voices
Closing my eyes I don’t want to hear the choices
The choice to stay
To keep all my tears at bay

For who?
For you?!
Oh no,
I don’t think so!

No, not again,
Will I ever let you hold me in!
Why leave myself open to you?
Why, so you can throttle me with your carriage?
The same one that used to hold promises of marriage
No, not ever again.

I have choices…
Choices to stay…
A choice to go…
Choices to love you…
A choice to live without you…
Choices to be with you…
A choice to let you go…

Five hours
Or five days
Or five months
Or five years to decide between the choices I have
It’s enough to drive me mad

On this side I have choice A:
To stay,
Love,
And die with and because of you

Then again…I have choice B:
To go,
Live,
And be happy…
Happy every single day without you

But today, I think I’ll go with choice C:
To let it all go…for my choice aren’t worth my life any more.

By: Tru2urself16

I Can’t Take No More

It was all so good the way we started
When we were together it like art
But good things never last that long

Our good times were long gone
When I found her name number
When I confront you,
You lie
Denying the truth
Even though I have proof

So I leave crying to my best
“Damn, I really can’t take this mess”

Then not two weeks later you do it again
Making me cry
And hurt even more
I can’t it any more
This chick is
Past fed up with your shit

There you lay, sleeping peacefully
No worries
No problems
No tears
No fears…
Until you open your eyes
And see the fire in mine…

Humph, Didn’t I tell you
I couldn’t take it no more?

By: Tru2urself16

Just Me

Is it just me or
Does it seem that life is just a game?
A game that you play,
From the time you come in crying
Until the time you leave dying?

Is it just me or
Does it seem easier to leave?
To leave when things get hard
So fast you don’t even have time to leave a “good-bye” card?

Is it just me or
Does it seem that the meaning
Escapes so many?
The meaning of life,
The meaning of having your own?

Is it just me or
Does anyone else feel me?
Does anyone catch my meaning?
Does any one hear my singing?

Cause I’m sick of singing my heart out
Like I have from the start
But I guess until you answer
It is just me

By: Tru2urself16

Because Of You

It’s all because of you
That I feel so brand new
It’s all because of you
That I finally know what to do

You told me to stand up and be proud
You told me to stand out from a crowd
Just thought I’d let everyone know
What’s really be going down

You sound so sweet
Like your words and love
Just can’t be beat

I always thought,
No better yet knew,
That you’d be the one to get through

You saw through all my tears
And were so quick to banish all my fears

That’s why it’s all because of you
That I feel so brand new
And that I’m finally able to see the truth
That love can never be true without you

By: Tru2urself16

Tru.....

I feel you....

yes....

I really do....


poetry is healing is it not?

poetry is also communication..... the ability to bring others into your world.... an opportunity to feel and experience along with you......

for me this is a key component to judge its beauty....

and yours dear sister..... is simply beautiful...




Peace,
Virtue

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Originally posted by virtue:
Tru.....

I feel you....

yes....

I really do....


poetry is healing is it not?

poetry is also communication..... the ability to bring others into your world.... an opportunity to feel and experience along with you......

for me this is a key component to judge its beauty....

and yours dear sister..... is simply beautiful...




Peace,
Virtue

If these are truly 'first' attempts, I'd say she's gifted...

Thank you all for your praise.
And yes HB most of these poems are from when I was in the eighth maybe ninth grade. I was going through a moment of inspiration were I used everything around me as a subject to write. Anywho thanks for your opinions .

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There you lay, sleeping peacefully
No worries
No problems
No tears
No fears…
Until you open your eyes
And see the fire in mine…

Gurl, this is very powerful writing - from the heart. I think a lot of women can truly feel you on this. Thanks for sharing.
.

Good job, Tru2urself. . .

. . .actually, BETTER than good.

very moving.

Political Oath No More…Our Time Is Now

Anything and everything
All at the same time
Poverty and Nothing
All in this great world of mine
Upstanding and Demanding
Political oath
Crying and suffering from a child with no room for growth
All around us there are signs
Some have hope, while some make us deny
What ever happened to the sight of a better life?
My guess it was blinded by the light
Light of untruth
Light of unjust
Light of everything not right

We have everything and anything
All at the same time
Plus poverty and nothing
All in this great world of mine
There’s an upstanding and demanding
Political oath
But still there’s crying and suffering
For a child with no room for growth
How is that possible?
How can we let that be?
It’s all because we have not the sight to see
Our eyes are open but closed all at once
Tears fall in buckets and yet truth comes in but an ounce
The truth may set us free
But remember the truth can also lose me

So we have everything and anything
All at the same time
Mixed with poverty and nothing
In this great world of mine
There maybe an upstanding and demanding political oath
But all we see is crying and suffering
From a child without a place for growth
So, what do we do now?
Sit and wait for the political oaths to kick in?
Or, are we going to fight and make sure that we win?
Take what’s ours
And keep what’s theirs
Keep doing that until we get our fair share
Give the politics what they’ve given us
Trick them and gain their trust
Make them think that we care about their health
When all we really want is our own wealth
We’ll change the tricksters and liars
Into poor, homeless, starving whiners
Take the controls
And ease our souls
Why

Because we have everything and anything
All at the same time
No longer dealing with poverty and nothing
In this great world of mine
In truth we know there’s no upstanding and demanding
Political oath
But at least we no longer see crying and suffering
From the people with no room for growth

Why?
Because our time is here
So let's do what needs to be done
Before the end draws near
And we lose what we once thought we won

By: Tru2urself16

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~~Dream big...because any other way is a waste of time!!~~

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Originally posted by tru2urself16:
We have everything and anything
All at the same time
Plus poverty and nothing
All in this great world of mine
There’s an upstanding and demanding
Political oath
But still there’s crying and suffering
For a child with no room for growth
How is that possible?
How can we let that be?
It’s all because we have not the sight to see
Our eyes are open but closed all at once
Tears fall in buckets and yet truth comes in but an ounce
The truth may set us free
But remember the truth can also lose me

I really like this part.

Very smart and nice word play. And it cuts straight to the point.

Another hit!

Love Letter
By: Tru2urself16

Every little bitty thing
In every little bitty way
You make my world so much better

I’ll be your queen, if you’ll be my king
There’s something special in everything you say
You make my day so much brighter
Here’s from me to you: my love letter

Late at night when I’m dreaming of our life together
I pray that you will know my love is true
This is my love letter, to make sure you do

When I think of the children we’ll someday have
And the laughter we’ll someday laugh
It somehow makes all the pain more
Bearable because I know that someday pleasure will come at last

I believe that love in the spiritual
Is just as important as our love in the physical

I want you to feed my mind with the knowledge you possess
Use your love to caress the hurt away
Convince me with passion to stay

With your lips explore my beliefs
Know that what you get from me is more than your eyes can see
Feel how our love flows and comes together at once

Move your heart to the strongest part of me
All it’s going to take is a little pressure
To release the pleasure

Then there will be proof that:

Every little bitty thing
In every little bitty way
You’ve made my world so much better

You’ve made my days so much brighter
I’m your queen and I know that you’re my king

Here’s from me to you
And from you to me, too
Our long sweet love letter

Here's a really important poem that I need some real advice on how to make it better so please give criticism.

Desperately Love You
By: tru2urself16

If you stay then Ill stay
But if you go then I’ll follow
My dreams are in you
In everything that say and do
Forever I ask that you take me as your one and only
For I believe that you are everything I ever wanted
So from me to you I say that I desperately love you

All my life it seems that I have spent my time trying to find you
And now that I have I spend my time trying to make you happy
For your happiness is tied in so closely with mine
If ever you want for me all you have to do is say
Baby I miss you come back to me
And then Ill be there in a hurry
Because it’s true that I desperately love you

If you stay then I’ll stay
But if you go then I’ll follow
My dream is you
In everything that you say and do
Forever you asked if I’d be your one and only
For you believe that I am everything you ever wanted
So from you to me you say that you desperately love me

In time I plan to make my life long with you
Have some kids and a dog if that’s what you want to do
We maybe young but then again our love is stronger than any storm time could give
We been through the rain, we stood tall against the storms
Now it’s time for us to be together forever God willingly

If you stay and I stay then we stay together
But if you go and I go then love will follow
Our dreams are in each other
In everything we say and do
Forever we want to be each other’s one and only
For we believe that we make everything we ever wanted
So it’s true that we desperately love each other

Baby I love more than anything
I love you more than life
I love more than space if it’s possible
Oh Baby I love you past my body
I love you past my mind
I love you past my heart
Baby I love you with my soul
So yes it’s true that I desperately love you

That’s why I give my hand
And agree to be the woman that makes your life complete
I give you happiness and just ask the same for me
Even though you already made it possible
I give you everything I am
For nothing in return I tell you yes I am
Yes it’s true that I desperately love you

So if you stay then I’ll stay
But if you go then I’ll follow
My dreams are in you
In everything that say and do
Forever I ask that you take me as your one and only
For I believe that you are everything I ever wanted
So from me to you I say that I desperately love you

***Hey everybody...My mom called me over to come and clean out my old room at her house. Well I did and I found a small plastic tote under the bed and it had a bunch of my poems from high school and even as far back as fifth grade. I found this poem and just thought I would share with you all. So here goes...this one is from seventh grade...so don't laugh. ***

Friends and Love
by: Tru

I tried to fight it
I tried to hide from it
I even tried to lie about it
Friends, nothing more
Came close to more, but stopped by reality
Friends.
Nothing more
But always more
Always deeper even though unseen
I try to fight it
I try to hide it
I even try to lie about it
But each time it comes back full force
Making it harder to fight
Remeber, friends
Nothing more
Lies
Friends
Deny it
Nothing more
Hide from it
Love
No!
Friends
You, me? Us?
NO just friends
I'm hiding from it, fighting it and wanting it even more
It's true...
I really think I'm falling in love with you.

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~~Dream big...because any other way is a waste of time!!~~

Wait For Me
By: Tru2urself16

Long before I made this decision
I was sure I’d find a man to honor my wishes
To be the one who kept it all together
Even through hard times and the better
I kept my words and never did they waiver
Not until you stepped up and made me want to change in your favor
But you reminded me that it wasn’t time for that to be
And not to worry cause you would wait for me

A temptation knocking strong on my door
We could’ve been either here, there or even one the floor
All you had to do was give the word
A lust for you so strong it was absurd
You could make the temperature rise with a sigh or a look
But my decision you never took
Held on to my senses even when I lost them
No matter what was said we never took it past a PG- 13 film

Determined not to make me change my mind
You didn’t enter into this relationship blind
I was upfront and honest about my wishes
Not to give my love away until I became a Mrs.
You never made me feel bad like the ones before
That was cause you said you wanted more
More than I had ever given another man
Loving my soul as well as my body was your plan

Long after I made my decision
I was blessed to really find a man that honored my wishes
I wasn’t the one who always kept it all together
He was, even through the hard times and the better
He kept my word at all times, even when they wavered
He never tried to manipulate them; he didn’t, not even in his favor
All the while whispering to me that one day that time it will be
But until then he’d always wait for me


***What do you think? Yay or nay?***

***Here's the earliest poem that I found. This poem is from the fifth grade. It was a some type of assignment in school and I took the topic and ran with it. What do you think of this one.***

Summer Rains
By: Tru2urself16

Summer Rains are tears
Sweet salty tears
That clear away
The dry summer days

Tears that sweep across
The desert breathing life
Back into the Earth
Summer Rains are sweet salty tears

Sliding down rails or park swings
Cleaning the air around me
Drizzling endlessly on a windshield
Summer Rains remind me of tears

Like the fat drops that’s filled with emotion
Creating moisture on Earth’s face
With the swipe of the wind it spreads
Wet Summer Rains

A drought of self-doubt plagues Mother Nature
Until her emotions are so raw that it leaves little life
Dry, hot and miserable with very little effort she cries her relief
As the Summer Rain falls like sweet salty tears from a child’s eyes

Well... the iambic pentameter is...

Seriously, that is quite a poem that is quite insightful for an eleven year old...

I haven't had a chance to read your other works, but now I will take the time to do so...

You know you're the only sista on this board who often has something positive to say about a brotha?

Refreshing.

I hope that marriage continues to treat you well. Here's to a long and happy one:

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Originally posted by AudioGuy:
Well... the iambic pentameter is...

Seriously, that is quite a poem that is quite insightful for an eleven year old...

I haven't had a chance to read your other works, but now I will take the time to do so...

I have been in advanced classes since I entered school. I started out at a private christian school that had a strong emphasis on everything...we were expected to read in kindergarten, so you can imagine what it was like when I transfered to public school... anyway by this time I had chosen my career to be a famous well known author, so I had to read any and almost everything, I developed a strong vocabulary and abstract thinking skills...my teacher actually made me rewrite several of my assignments because according to her there was no way I was writing some of those things...I think, but I can't remember, that this poem is a rewrite.
Anyway thanks...and I hope you are willing to share your opinions of my other poems as well.

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Originally posted by HonestBrother:
You know you're the only sista on this board who often has something positive to say about a brotha?

Refreshing.

I hope that marriage continues to treat you well. Here's to a long and happy one:

Don't get it twisted, the brothas drive me crazy also ...refer to the poem Can't Take No More...but I give the brothas so much love in my art because I have that much love for them and I'm not really into holding grudges or blaming this man for that man's actions, that's not to say that the sistas on this board do that because I'm sure they don't. But I don't think you should count some of my positive things to say because I'm basing most of them off one man (Sorry, but he has changed "evolved" my opinion of everything...)
And I pray every night that the man upstairs continues to bless me, because that is exactly what I feel, blessed.