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A lot of my poetry remains untitled, as when I write them, they never speak to me and give me a name, those that have names I will put their names with them.

 

SHATTERED DREAMS

Shattered dreams, a broken window,
I'll never be the same again.
Mere fractions of hope poke through the grief
Yet I ignore them, still thinking.
What happened is still fresh in my mind.
The day you left I learned too late,
Now I'll never say goodbye.
Or will I?
Will I see you again in the distant future,
When I die?
Are we fools to believe, will we see our loves again,
Could it all be a lie?
For now all I know is I didn't, I couldn't
I never said goodbye.


FATHER FORGIVE THEM

Father forgive them
as he was in pain
Father forgive them
tears falling like rain
Father forgive them
such love never seen again
Father forgive them
as He was in pain


UNTITLED

Black nights hide the pain
but it is still there somewhere
Bright light reveals its plains
making it hard to bear
Somewhere in the middle is the place
to meet the pain and pass it
and allow a smile to grace thy face


FREEDOM

True freedom is elusive
seeking to soar the skies
touch the clouds and go beyond
in your dreams you can fly
Leave behind this mortal coil
and enjoy the wind
or delve the depths of the ocean
and with dolphins play
Imagination is the only limit
that your spirit knows
there is where true freedom lies


HEROES

Heroes show their faces in little ways
unexpected places
the smile from a friend 
when you need it most
the embrace of a teacher
when the tears flow
those who die for people
they will never know
that is the make of the true hero


LONELINESS

Loneliness can grip a heart
even surrounded by people
It pervades the soul
lingers in the mind
you can look around it
live with it
but it is still there
effecting everything you touch
 everything you do
There's no true escape from your own mind
from your heart

UNTITLED

Bittersweet memories haunt my dreams
Awaken in the dark
tears coat my face
I try to grab them,
but they slip away
never seeing the light of day


UNTITLED

unfulfilled promise
untested skill
voice echoes unheard by any
shared only with a few
the bird keeps singing
for none but herself
still hoping and dreaming
perhaps one day to be heard,
to be loved


BROKEN HEART

What does a breaking heart sound like?
You can feel it in every fiber of your being, 
but can you hear it?
Is it the sound of tear drops hitting a pillow?
Or perhaps the soft sobs of a woman in the night?
Is it the sound of shattering glass?
They say the heart is as fragile as that.
Is it the long lonely howl of a mourning voice?
Or does it make no sound at all?
Dying silently in the night?
The only one who knows for sure 
Is the person who is there.



YOU TOLD ME

You told me not to cry,
I ignore that.
You say you'll be back,
I don't believe you.
You won't forget, you say,
I know you will.
It's happened before,
it's happened every time.
You listen to what I say
and you tell me I'm wrong,
but we both know I'm right.
Deep down I'm scared,
scared of losing you,
losing the best friend I've ever known,
ever had.


FORK IN THE ROAD
Angel's wings
sheltering, safe
narrow straight path
love's warm embrace
always good to love, to trust
to take the chance,
the choice is yours
fork in the road
decisions to make
one way or another
which road to take
leave behind what you know
explore something new
or stay with the path well traveled
a chance never to take


UNTITLED
(note, this was written shortly after 9/11/01)


Blurry tear stained faces, looking up from news pages
Children's questions, children's sorrow,
wondering if there will be a safe tomorrow

LOST SOULS
The mourning dove weeps for the morning
for the loss only I felt
Others ask but can not comprehend
the true sorrow of my loss
false hope, false sympathy
only others like myself can feel true empathy
I felt none existed, until you came along
You proved me wrong
A comrade spirit, a fellow lost soul
Though together, with others I felt alone
Now alone, I still feel you near


Untitled
Memories touch my heart
A bitter taste in my mouth
Like arguments before,
seems no way to win
difficult decisions cloud my mind
not just me they effect
I will have to live with it
Darkness crashes against my soul
Do what I believe,
or listen to them?
Effects life inside
effects my love
One word echoes
in soul
in mind
.......
HELP.

 

 

What?

If I died, would you care?
Would tears of grief roll down your face
if I lay in my resting place?
Would sorrow fill your heart,
if I were forever to depart?
Or would you shrug and move on,
glad to have a problem gone.
No more to ask anything of you.
No more to worry about this soul,
finally free of my heart's hold.
Find your dreams, worry no more, soar.
Tell me,
What would you do?




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