best creature

best creature

A Poem by berenongur
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when you lose everything about your past and pray to God for a way to hold on to life

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it all went away
eating chocolates on the floor while watching cartoons
playing with logos and talking about half moons
all the old people belong my childhood is gone
but i was the only one who always won
flashbacks are coming when i try to move on
but only thing i can talk about is none

my period is late for weeks
my feeling are on the peaks
i'm scared of freaks
when it's all suddenly leaks…

i miss all of them, i miss my grands
i always feel regret when i looking at my hands
they all would be happy to see me in a white apron which doctors uses
does it matter if they see this on heaven?

i miss that yellow house
i have to raid the current owners
i hope the walls of the room where i hugged my father for the last time are not painted
they saw me so many times naked
how strange they were the only left behind
why am i thinking about the death all the time
for the first time of my life i'm hopeful and i'm working
it's not a good time for burning

so god if you are up there
i swear i love the life
found it very late dont take this from me now
even though i'm crying i'm not thinking giving up
there are just so many cups i want to buy

God if you are here, you know i'm matter
i'm not like who i was, i'm way better
i can make a change give me a chance
i'll be your best creature
your best part.

© 2024 berenongur


Author's Note

berenongur
When I wrote this we had to sell a house that was full of memories from my family and I had lost all the people who were in that house, yet a person still finds something to live for, even if you miss it. And it's like a promise to God about filling the life he gave.

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berenonger,
I just read letters written by my sister-in-law's great, great grandfather while he was in the hospital to recover from wounds received in the battle of Gettysburg. She found them in a box of attic junk when her mom died... I believe Baby-boomers are the last generation without an abundance of photos... the few we still have only tell tiny bits of the story... your poem is valuable to your entire progeny for generations to come!
Vol


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berenongur

1 Month Ago

I appreciate you sharing your story. The memories will always be a recall away in our minds. Thank y.. read more



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I enjoyed it. thank you for sharing

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berenongur

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much for reading
so much emotions being poured out
loved the tone
it was poignant and perfect
with good imagery

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berenongur

1 Month Ago

thank you so much. that is so sweet. wishing you the best day
A great touching poem. Enjoyed reading

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berenongur

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much for your attention. Have a lovely day
berenonger,
I just read letters written by my sister-in-law's great, great grandfather while he was in the hospital to recover from wounds received in the battle of Gettysburg. She found them in a box of attic junk when her mom died... I believe Baby-boomers are the last generation without an abundance of photos... the few we still have only tell tiny bits of the story... your poem is valuable to your entire progeny for generations to come!
Vol


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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

berenongur

1 Month Ago

I appreciate you sharing your story. The memories will always be a recall away in our minds. Thank y.. read more
A very captivatingly penned poem, so nostalgic and overflowing with beautiful memories. It is also a prayer poem and I love how the poetess links into God, speaks to Him, knows he is listening and has a little chat about life with him. Memory is a gift of God that death cannot destroy and you have very beautiful memories of all your loved ones who once lived in the house. Your loved ones are always with you! Their love for you and your love for them links you with them and them with you. Nothing can ever change that and they will want you to live the very best version of life that you can, to be happy always. Poignant in the most beautiful way! I love this poem which comes straight from the poetess' beautiful heart, wrapped in love for her loved ones. Thank you so very much for sharing this amazing, eloquently penned poem. A privilege to read...

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berenongur

1 Month Ago

This is the beautiful part about God's infinity, you know that he will always be there and that you .. read more
Marie

1 Month Ago

Your comment is so beautifully poetic! Thank you so very much for sharing with me, dear poetess...

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