Gifts
#evymichaels #mother #poetry
The lights go out Darkness takes over my mind I can see only the unreal... The sound of the piano Whispers in my ears
You live on in the wind that wraps… You live on in her eyes, when she… You live on in the moon that reviv… You live on in her smile, when she… You live on in our song that I pl…
In the vast expanse of desolation,… I, a phantom, elude the feeble gra… Aimless, I drift through the ethe… An emptiness echoes, a cacophony t… Scars, like ancient runes, etch th…
He loved me in a way that made me… For a while I wondered whether th… I kept telling him I needed more I was like a dried up ocean and he… I was restless, I needed more
My fingers wrap themselves around… I’m always searching for warmth in… Effortlessly, I smile at her; she… I have perfected the art of sellin… I stare down at my glass
If I could pause the memory clock… When the sun stood unwavering at i… Trees danced to the tune of the wi… Leaves fell gracefully like balle… And children ran around loudly, ca…
This is my story I was born in the middle of a stor… Welcomed by the dead of night My little heart jolted by the soun… The rain drops in tune with my mot…
I have become a wanderer in this p… Constantly searching for your esse… Quietly yearning for your presence I have become a refugee in this pl… Begging even for an iota of your t…
Oh how I enjoy the night The still silence is something spi… Caffeined by the incessant chirpin… My thoughts are a waterfall flowin… The cock crows; we sense the dawn
You had me pinned down You took all the words out of my m… Tears ran down my face Blows thrown out of place It didn’t matter what I said
I’m surrounded by men substituting… Females whose foundation is filter… Children teared up by more issues… Leaders promising yester year prom… Husbands not ashamed to break thei…
It was never love at first sight It was my heart nudging my mind to… My mind imploring my heart to care My thoughts willing my eyes to see My memories replaying your smile
You were like a sweet cool breeze… The way it runs its fingers in you… Lingers on your sticky skin whispe… Lifting your skirts wickedly with… Leaving your body wanting, aching…
I like this feeling, This gift of believing That I’m capable of fulfilling Closer to achieving Surpassing the unthinkable
Beneath this mountainous layer Were feelings too rare I laid it all bare Without a single care Of the possibility of a great tear