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Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 21

March 21, 2018

Hail Mary Full of Hope is a poem I wrote a few years back; I think it was after a Catholic funeral. Enjoy.


Hail Mary full of Faith,
How does your garden bloom?
With cannabis and playlists,
Heads turn when you enter the room.

Your voice, they enjoy,
Your skills of deep thinking, 
Your smile they employ,
Third eye open, 
No blinking.

Hail Mary full of Dreams,
You'll never give up.

You've lived through fear,
survived abuse,
It's not for nothing,
then what's the use.
There is a purpose to live;
To fight for truth.

Hail Mary Full of Love,
You have so much in you.

Your hearts been shattered,
you've picked up the pieces,
You always pull through.

Nothing is impossible,
Nothing is real,
Nothing lasts forever,
And with time, we all heal.

Hail Mary full of Hope,
The future belongs to you.

All time has, 
All time is,
open to what you want to do.
No time like now, it's all we share.
Life's too short
Life's not fair.

Hail Mary Full of Chaos
You're not the only one,
We all have issues, we all fall short.
Enjoy the journey 'til its done.

Wednesday, October 12

October 12, 2016

"My, one day to be a Man" By @TheMaryMaxine #Poetry

Oh, little man.

My one day,
 to be a man,
this little man,
growing up,
as fast as he can.

Learning more,
than I'll ever know.
I hope I'm helping you 
learn and grow.

I will try to understand, 
what it is to be a man.
Though I am not,
I have a plan.

I will do my utmost.
Give it all I got.
Show you how to be,
 how life's fought.

I love you little man, 
my little, 
one day to be a man,

I love you with all I am.

Saturday, February 15

February 15, 2014

Hurt Woman/Girl #Poetry

Growing old,
every day that I live.

Still using my heart,
ready to give.
to the world,
there's so much to want.

A hurt woman girl,
often distraught.
At the idea,
that there are,
more like me..

Falling away,
no hope,
for them to see.
Change in their life,
a chance for a family,

although not alone.
I know it's not true,
 but my heart has no home.

Home is where the heart is
 or so you hear.
A hurt women girl,
 built of fear.

I want to believe,
in all that I've been told.
Play what I've been delt,
 and don't fold.

I'm destined for Greatness,
 though I may not fit the bill

Life is pain,
Love can heal.

I will overcome this,
Hurt Woman/Girl.