To my mother

She was the light I saw

When I first opened my eyes.

 

She was the one who took me

In her arms

And taught me how to live

And how to love

And how to die.

 

She’s the one who gave me comfort

When I cried for the first time;

The one who dried my tears

When I felt alone at night.

 

She’s the only one who has seen me–

Her eyes as bright and clear

As the greatest shining star–

And loved me for who I truly am.

 

Her touch, gentle and feminine,

Opened the gates to my heart

And saw what was hidden inside.

 

She is my only one true love,

The one for who I would die.

And in honor of her heart

I’ll always keep her in mine.

 

 

I decided to post this today in honor of International Women’s Day. Enjoy!

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When I need you

It was December 23, 2003 when I came,

and, then, only ten days after, you left,

And from that time I should’ve known

That it would always stay the same.

Years came and we got closer

But then you got another family.

I always knew you were a poser

But it still hurt to see you happily.

Fifteen years have gone by

And I can’t help but realize:

You’d never sing me a lullaby

And yet I loved you without thinking twice.

When I think of it, with me

I sympathize

Because that love I thought you for me had

Feels like nothing but a lie.

Years came and we got closer

And you’d still claim a lot from me,

And even though you never call me

I still became your devotee.

We went different ways,

But I still loved you;

We become different people,

But I still missed you.

Life brought us back together

And I thought it would be for good

But everything stayed like always

(Probably the way it always should).

And then my fifteenth party arrived

And you made it your second option.

That day I realized you’re never there.

You’re never there when I need you.

‘The Beauty Behind Poetry’s Depth’ Series: Part 4

“Broken little girl”

In the sand near the ocean,

Sits a girl that I once knew;

A girl that I used to see,

As if she needed something new.

I thought she needed help, Continue reading “‘The Beauty Behind Poetry’s Depth’ Series: Part 4”

‘The Beauty Behind Poetry’s Depth’ Series: Part 3

Hanging in There

I am fourteen

And the hunger for rebellion

Sparks within my entire being.

Surrounded by familiar faces

That just look the other way;

Floating through fields of empty promises Continue reading “‘The Beauty Behind Poetry’s Depth’ Series: Part 3”

‘The Beauty Behind Poetry’s Depth’ Series: Part 2

I wrote this poem some time ago while I was thinking about a person that was special to me. It was sort of inspired by one of my favorite songs: Electric Love by BØRNS. I also tried to maintain Continue reading “‘The Beauty Behind Poetry’s Depth’ Series: Part 2”

‘The Beauty Behind Poetry’s Depth’ Series: Part 1

SPEAK IF YOU MUST

Speak if you must, but there’s no time to explain,

Or to rejoice in harmony or cry in despair;

To exult amongst flowers and enjoy their smell;

To ponder the difference between heaven and hell.

Speak if you must, but wouldn’t it be best Continue reading “‘The Beauty Behind Poetry’s Depth’ Series: Part 1”