A poem written for my wife who’s been through a lot of trauma in her life |
“Lightening crashes An angel is born Grow from the ashes Weather this storm Nobody chooses your soul, be forewarned” Soulless Lovers Altering shovers No options to choose our Mothers or brothers Our fathers our sisters Contribute to blisters Acknowledge me please Take my heart from my sleeve Relations are poison Distracted from noise in Your struggles with boys and New views of real men Emotions a blessing Sex tied with passion No whips chains or cashin Butterfly fear Let me steer Ripples in your lake Cocoon starts to break The monarch is here Let Dominoes fall Past clips makes you tall Tip the first one over Difficult choices turned simple; made small Immature to a fault Wounds full of salt Loss of life scars of soul The past can be cold Time new and old clashes The camera light flashes memory persist in minds; fake lashes. “Lightening crashes An angel is born Grow from the ashes Weather this storm Nobody chooses your soul, be forewarned” Their worry is plastic Events linger, drastic Responses dramatic Gives abusers shelter with static Avoiding revelations Though worth it Failed attempts show Theres No stopping her purpose Monarch is here No small winged fear Bella’s options clear Spartan shield and sharpened spear Sit down, stand up Speak your mind, shut up Control of a mind With fear and tight bind Control is fleeting Brace for pleading Raise ears to the cries Tears from the skies Break free and fly My soulmate my pride My monarch is here Your hurt disappears Bella you’re my angel Please Make me your novel My Dearest best friend sweet lover to the end Your definition of a man Come with me, Take my hand -RootsToAPoetry |