Tag Archive: mend


No Fix

Oh break my heart 

Oh break me

I need no fixing

I have been broken too many times already

I just need some love and care

To feel a little whole again

That One Word

One word to melt a heart

One word to break it

One word to tear it apart

One word to mend it

Four letters you can keep

Or simply let it slip away

Heart on a string

How can you love without really loving?
How can you be so carefree?
How can you give and just take it all,
Without a second thought?
You put your heart out
But it’s all for show
Because you never really give it
Not even the slightest bit

That was once not so long ago
I was ready to jump my ship
I broke my walls
For the wrong person,
The wrong reason.

I did not know then
The next Christmas would be so different
It was better
I’ve learned

Got bruises to prove how I survived
Now, you have her and I am still by myself
But I wish you well
No bitterness for this Christmas
Because I remember,
I once fell in love during Christmas

Puzzles

How do broken hearts heal?
How can they be mended and sealed?
How do you solve the puzzle that has been undone?
It’s a wonder…

Maria Michaela

I took a chance

I fell in love

He caught me with a glance

He’s the one I’m dreaming of

And when he looks at me

He sees right through

But doesn’t quite see

The kind of girl he sees in you

 

I’m kind of jealous ’cause I met him first

But I guess that doesn’t really count

It’s just I feel betrayed, I had him at his worst

But I guess it doesn’t add up to any amount

Where did I go wrong?

I often ask myself

I made it kind of obvious, as suggested by the song

Couldn’t he have felt it himself?

 

I’m loosing my mind

It’s time to let go

I have to leave it all behind

Because I am my own foe

If by chance he ever gets to read this

Which I highly doubt

It is not written out of bitterness, but out of sadness

And I guess tha’s all he needs to know

Broken and Mended

I bleed, I die

Every now and then I sigh

 

I hold my breath each time

I wonder if loving you is such a crime

 

True love has never been so hard, I guess

At times I feel I’m such a mess

 

Although people say I bloom

It’s because of you I forget all the gloom

 

I should not expect much

There isn’t really any, that is such

 

Up and down I go

Happy and at times it hurts so

 

The things I do for love, for you

The things I do

Sometimes makes me blue

 

But your smile pours down on me

And I’m high up so suddenly

 

I stop and wonder once more

Why I love you so much now than before

We Broke

You broke my heart

But I guess I broke yours first

 

Without knowing, without thinking

I totally misunderstood

It hurt

A lot

But I guess you felt the same

 

Now we both move on

All that is in the past

I was too insensitive and read the signs wrong

Is it too late?

Am I too late?

 

Give me a chance

Let’s give us a chance

That we may mend what has not been broken yet

The Pieces

Pick up the pieces and start your mending

Glue them together

or sew them up

Hold it tight and don’t give up

Everything we’ll be alright

Falling To Pieces

you might think I’d fall to pieces

but you’ll never break me, as I only bend with ease

you can try pull me down

but you’ll never see me give up

shatter me, and I mold myself back

I dust off the sands, endure the pain

ignore the scars and scabs

 

I’m stronger than you think

I may cry, but it helps me overcome the fear

the shadow that you force to cast upon me

I will not hesitate

you will never win

see, negativity may make me fall to pieces

but I’ll just pick-up myself

mend myself…

…and start all over again

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

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