Its been a while since my last post. Some much going on and so little free time.
I had a dream of you last night I've dreamed of you every night For 25yrs you have been my dream of comfort Not one of fright You were the voice that muffled in my new born ears Has I slept Wanting to see your tears of joy You were in my dreams giving me an encouraging cheer You were in my dreams guiding me through tears Timeless you have now become Shedding light only meant for one I was your pride I was your final joy Now that your gone I keep my tears deep inside Some say your in haven Others say in hell I know the truth That I always tell You are my lullaby You are my dreams The ones who think differently Can all go to hell
This is written for my Mom. She died when I was 13 around this time. And to this day no matter what dream I have she is in the background. Review, Rate Comment. But not on how the poem is written unless it is grammar.
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I love the last line "The ones who think differently can all go to hell" it makes me feel encoraged to stick up for myself. As I sometimes just ignore peoples negative opinions. It has made me feel I should stand my ground and not let anyone push me a side. Overall I like the picture and the blue font is boyish it describes who you are a lot.
I love the last line "The ones who think differently can all go to hell" it makes me feel encoraged to stick up for myself. As I sometimes just ignore peoples negative opinions. It has made me feel I should stand my ground and not let anyone push me a side. Overall I like the picture and the blue font is boyish it describes who you are a lot.
A mother love is never forgotten. I agree with you. No-one should talk badly of your mother. Your beginning was beautiful. We need to remember those people who made us content in a life. A excellent poem.
Coyote
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