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Sweet Sixteen
In the dance of youth, I turned sweet sixteen,
Already I’d been tempted by love's subtle gleam.
Did I feel regret or a sad haunting tune
Because I had shared my young body too soon?
Intimacies scattered like petals in the dirt.
My life was so littered by a past filled with hurt.
Each kiss that I gave seemed to cover my sadness.
And the loves that I made became my own madness.
Already I’d been tempted by love's subtle gleam.
Did I feel regret or a sad haunting tune
Because I had shared my young body too soon?
Intimacies scattered like petals in the dirt.
My life was so littered by a past filled with hurt.
Each kiss that I gave seemed to cover my sadness.
And the loves that I made became my own madness.
#regret
#sex
#birthday
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Sweet Sixteen
In the dance of youth, I turned sweet sixteen,
Already I’d been tempted by love's subtle gleam.
Did I feel regret or a sad haunting tune
Because I had shared my young body too soon?
Intimacies scattered like petals in the dirt.
My life was so littered by a past filled with hurt.
Each kiss that I gave seemed to cover my sadness.
And the loves that I made became my own madness.
Already I’d been tempted by love's subtle gleam.
Did I feel regret or a sad haunting tune
Because I had shared my young body too soon?
Intimacies scattered like petals in the dirt.
My life was so littered by a past filled with hurt.
Each kiss that I gave seemed to cover my sadness.
And the loves that I made became my own madness.
#regret
#sex
#birthday
252 reads
4 Comments
Sweet Sixteen
In the dance of youth, I turned sweet sixteen,
Already I’d been tempted by love's subtle gleam.
Did I feel regret or a sad haunting tune
Because I had shared my young body too soon?
Intimacies scattered like petals in the dirt.
My life was so littered by a past filled with hurt.
Each kiss that I gave seemed to cover my sadness.
And the loves that I made became my own madness.
Already I’d been tempted by love's subtle gleam.
Did I feel regret or a sad haunting tune
Because I had shared my young body too soon?
Intimacies scattered like petals in the dirt.
My life was so littered by a past filled with hurt.
Each kiss that I gave seemed to cover my sadness.
And the loves that I made became my own madness.
#regret
#sex
#birthday
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4 Comments
Birthday Prose
I’m sorry I didn’t write you a verse for your birthday, because unlike pros today I chose to compose and expose my verbose prose which feels like it goes all the way up to the elbows. So, pardon my slippery delivery if it makes you feel a little quivery, but I’mma try to give you some lines that will make you crinkle your nose and maybe even curl your toes.
I didn’t get you a hallmark card ‘cause you know how hard it is for me to spit some barred rhymes in such a tight space, but you’ve seen my face and heard my grammar even though I stammer when I try to enunciate. Theoretically...
I didn’t get you a hallmark card ‘cause you know how hard it is for me to spit some barred rhymes in such a tight space, but you’ve seen my face and heard my grammar even though I stammer when I try to enunciate. Theoretically...
#birthday
#funny
#wife
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Birthday Prose
I’m sorry I didn’t write you a verse for your birthday, because unlike pros today I chose to compose and expose my verbose prose which feels like it goes all the way up to the elbows. So, pardon my slippery delivery if it makes you feel a little quivery, but I’mma try to give you some lines that will make you crinkle your nose and maybe even curl your toes.
I didn’t get you a hallmark card ‘cause you know how hard it is for me to spit some barred rhymes in such a tight space, but you’ve seen my face and heard my grammar even though I stammer when I try to enunciate. Theoretically...
I didn’t get you a hallmark card ‘cause you know how hard it is for me to spit some barred rhymes in such a tight space, but you’ve seen my face and heard my grammar even though I stammer when I try to enunciate. Theoretically...
#birthday
#funny
#wife
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Birthday Prose
I’m sorry I didn’t write you a verse for your birthday, because unlike pros today I chose to compose and expose my verbose prose which feels like it goes all the way up to the elbows. So, pardon my slippery delivery if it makes you feel a little quivery, but I’mma try to give you some lines that will make you crinkle your nose and maybe even curl your toes.
I didn’t get you a hallmark card ‘cause you know how hard it is for me to spit some barred rhymes in such a tight space, but you’ve seen my face and heard my grammar even though I stammer when I try to enunciate. Theoretically...
I didn’t get you a hallmark card ‘cause you know how hard it is for me to spit some barred rhymes in such a tight space, but you’ve seen my face and heard my grammar even though I stammer when I try to enunciate. Theoretically...
#birthday
#funny
#wife
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SOAR
So many years
So many months
Weeks
Days
Of struggle, trauma, addiction
I never thought I would make it to this age
17
Time to fucking fly
So many months
Weeks
Days
Of struggle, trauma, addiction
I never thought I would make it to this age
17
Time to fucking fly
#strength
#teens
#birthday
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SOAR
So many years
So many months
Weeks
Days
Of struggle, trauma, addiction
I never thought I would make it to this age
17
Time to fucking fly
So many months
Weeks
Days
Of struggle, trauma, addiction
I never thought I would make it to this age
17
Time to fucking fly
#strength
#teens
#birthday
192 reads
4 Comments
SOAR
So many years
So many months
Weeks
Days
Of struggle, trauma, addiction
I never thought I would make it to this age
17
Time to fucking fly
So many months
Weeks
Days
Of struggle, trauma, addiction
I never thought I would make it to this age
17
Time to fucking fly
#strength
#teens
#birthday
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4 Comments
May 4th
Vancouver Island in the distance
in the haze afloat
a distant silhouette that whispers
'get onboard a boat
take the ferry to Nanaimo
across the Salish Sea'
Vancouver Island in the distance
whispers that to me
on a sandy beach before me
where gulls and crows abound
and seals and whales in all their glory
can sometimes here be found...
springtime sunshine, May 4th morning
time to get away
Vancouver Island's hazy dawning
tells me I can't stay
in the always ordinary
every day the same - ...
in the haze afloat
a distant silhouette that whispers
'get onboard a boat
take the ferry to Nanaimo
across the Salish Sea'
Vancouver Island in the distance
whispers that to me
on a sandy beach before me
where gulls and crows abound
and seals and whales in all their glory
can sometimes here be found...
springtime sunshine, May 4th morning
time to get away
Vancouver Island's hazy dawning
tells me I can't stay
in the always ordinary
every day the same - ...
#birthday
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Happy Birthday Kiddo
Five years ago this day Kiddo
terrified, holding you skin to skin
baby blue beautiful eyes
One should never take a smile for granted
here one day
Vanished, empty halls next reality
This lost year gets me thinking
maybe I'm a bad father
Should have fought harder
Could have done more
held you a little longer
Perhaps, better not beat yourself
those what if, rainy maybe days
YES Kiddo
dance
splash in puddles
enjoy the feel of the rain
Don't let such things get you down and wet
Promise...
terrified, holding you skin to skin
baby blue beautiful eyes
One should never take a smile for granted
here one day
Vanished, empty halls next reality
This lost year gets me thinking
maybe I'm a bad father
Should have fought harder
Could have done more
held you a little longer
Perhaps, better not beat yourself
those what if, rainy maybe days
YES Kiddo
dance
splash in puddles
enjoy the feel of the rain
Don't let such things get you down and wet
Promise...
#love
#birthday
#daughter #fatherhood
#daughter #fatherhood
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Happy Birthday Kiddo
Five years ago this day Kiddo
terrified, holding you skin to skin
baby blue beautiful eyes
One should never take a smile for granted
here one day
Vanished, empty halls next reality
This lost year gets me thinking
maybe I'm a bad father
Should have fought harder
Could have done more
held you a little longer
Perhaps, better not beat yourself
those what if, rainy maybe days
YES Kiddo
dance
splash in puddles
enjoy the feel of the rain
Don't let such things get you down and wet
Promise...
terrified, holding you skin to skin
baby blue beautiful eyes
One should never take a smile for granted
here one day
Vanished, empty halls next reality
This lost year gets me thinking
maybe I'm a bad father
Should have fought harder
Could have done more
held you a little longer
Perhaps, better not beat yourself
those what if, rainy maybe days
YES Kiddo
dance
splash in puddles
enjoy the feel of the rain
Don't let such things get you down and wet
Promise...
#love
#birthday
#daughter #fatherhood
#daughter #fatherhood
527 reads
6 Comments
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