Submissions by Blackhippy60

The Mothers wounds, opens her palms.
To raise a dream destroyer, laying
In the hamper of utter happiness, and safety next to their mothers bosom.

As she brings in the true dream
And she brings in the true destroyer

Her idol hands, Miss the comfort of another,

To look at the disfigurement, in her mind.

She says
“At least you’re happy, but at least I am”
“Not happy.” -

To suppose on, such a belief,
I belong to some, sad lone memory,
Of a veteran, laying on his back
And to the discomfort.

She says to herself,...

Henrietta
(plucks rose petals gently of the flower from the bouquet )

the youth is very unique, she climbs mountains to surprise obstacles,  in order to gain greatness. but is it for self respect? or is she trying to prove something, or someone. She wonders as her eyes discourse, to stars to the flower where her tears land from the petal's to the soil that grows her pain.

Oh... what can i say?
Some things will be human... Not every day, is a shining exaggeration.
not everyday, though it should be if it can... but every night,
every knight feels the...

Rose (feminine growth)

Spare time, for these honest words.
As I try to paint the picture of our love for each other

As the task seems to be unanswerable
As yet, our bond and love keeps growing stronger

For troubled women, there is only flowers
 With brief hugs from a self-earned love one needed

For women with scars of the one that demand entitlement
There is only the search for mere prayer, and the site of a dream imagined of real happiness.

And yet, a sombering dream that glimes in the mind
Approached...

A riddle
of pain.
A yell, a shell-out
of anger.
A scream.
A purge of tears
and a mixture, of built up emotions
in a valley,
With a battle arena of internal and
external conflicts.
the fear,
of nothing.
A relief of hope.
A scream
or a cry.
all that is needed.
Pain is original, and is a natural
remedy,
that is universal, to everybody,  
and the recovery,
is only truth,
or honesty.
A relief yet tranquil,
but stings
in comfort,
an attempt for hope
And a journey still to be taken,...