Weird place to create a poem...

It's amazing what will pop in your head while you're in the shower, lol.

God Needed an Angel
God needed an angel
and he said that it was you,
We dropped to our knees,
we cried and we prayed,
asked if others won’t make do.
God needed an angel,
one of a certain type of mold,
with a back bone of steel,
a will made of iron
And a heart made out of gold.
God needed an angel
and he said it was your time,
Our love kept you here,
But He called you home,
and you were no longer mine.
God needed an angel,
and you answered his plea,
Took up your wings,
Took up your sword,
and for once you flew free.

Wow, long time no poetry

Sorry guys, real life gets in the way occasionally :P

Because
Because a tear cannot hold
The weight of all its pain,
It slips from underneath its home,
to journey with the rain.
Because a tear cannot tell
or think to express desire,
It motions with all its grief
to drown within the mire.
Because a tear can say so much
without actually telling all,
The tear it slips from beneath the lid
to take the pain in fall.

Denial
I sit in denial.
The desecration of peace,
swept under covers
and coated with sweets.
Sounds of the chaos
are covered with song,
The peal of the war hammers
in chorus along
with the screams of the masses
all perfect in pitch,
the final concerto
lies in a ditch.

Silent Surrender
Because the moon no longer speaks to me,
my terror grown once again.
Without my light in the darkness,
I can no longer defend
the faded morals that I once held,
A betrayal like none before,
my moon closed his eyes to me
and speaks no longer more.
Without his voice to calm my fears
and quell the impending fights,
a quiver rises once again
from horrors of the night.
Because my moon no longer speaks to me,
and my efforts are in vain,
I curse the moon, lie down my sword
and surrender to the pain.

One more

Save me From this Tragedy
Save me from this tragedy
of demonized desire,
Walk me to the sunset
to where I claim my prize.
Save me from this wrenching hurt
that masquerades as pain
and follows through with all the threats
that darken in the rain.
Save me from this hollow heart
that has ceased to be full
Empty now it beats aloud
with never ending pull.
Save me from this angry shell
That once I thought was me
That once was full of dreams
But all the dreams did flee.

Bored

Pathetically, utterly, throughly, extremely bored :P

Faded

The light of the time
the light of the night
has all but ceased
with the light of my life
The memories of past
the memories un-made
Have all been replaced
with memories of grave
The horrors of dark
the horrors of life
Are closing on me
And you will not fight
The battles I waged
are battles of mind
But you are not hear
So no solace I find

***

With me

Be with me, cry with me
just for once, bleed with me.
Live for me, die for me
just for once, see with me.
Lie for me, lie with me,
just for once, fly with me.
Hide with me, run with me
Just for once, fight with me.

Wow....procrastination

Oopsie, been a good bit since I put anything up here. Sorry 'bout the delay ya'll. Oh, and to subvert any confusion that may arise, if you read "I Stepped" that is a poem dedicated to my grandfather, I wrote that shortly after he died. Several people have assumed it was to a former flame or *gasp* my husband.

Anywho....lol.....

Silent Prayer
With no voice left to speak,
I make my war silent,
I abhor all the killings,
no need to be violent.
I fight with my peace
to get my message through,
why should I kill
when my message is true?
Death is such a pain,
a heartbreak to all
I preach what I think
send my message to all.
I’ve seen all my friends die.
They fought for this war.
I silently pray
For them to die no more.
No body listens
they don’t hear me yell.
I silently pray
to end all this hell.
But nobody hears
The screams in my head
a victim of violence
I’m already dead.
**********


Doctor of Death
harmless doctors
loss of lives
words of Death
cut like knives.
mothers scream
children cry
They pray for those
about to die.
One way ticket
no way out.
The cure is Death
hear the shouts?
Dead on arrival
or soon will be
Dr. Death
grins down at me.
**********
I stepped
a chill overtook me as I stepped through the door.
Fear racked my body and I prayed for no more.
Death hung in the air, a heavy cloud
I stepped in the door and screamed aloud.
I sank to the floor, covered my face.
I didn’t belong here, so out of place.
I stepped through he door, and asked God for Death.
I asked for my heart to stop in his stead.
I stepped to the coffin to see the man there
To tell him I loved him, to tell him I cared.
Dressed in a suit, eyes closed for sleep
I knew nothing to do but sit down and weep.
He’s in a better place, but I still cried.
I wanted to hear his voice, why did he die?
I stepped out the door, and then I went home.
Unable to sleep, I talked on the phone
The voice on the phone heard all my fears.
I wished he was there to kiss away my tears.
I stepped out the door and into a car.
The trip was a short one, but my mind went far.
Everything I saw was something unknown.
Where did I live? Where was my home?
I stepped through the door and sat in a pew.
Crying was all I managed to do
I heard all the things that he ever did
His love for his wife, love for his kids.
The more I hear, the more I cried.
Why did he have to die?