I REGRET

I never forgot the day my mother died. There has not been one day that has gone by that i don’t regret it.

The fact i didn't get the chance to say i love her and for her to say it back. There was now need for god to take her, I don't understand! Her life didn't deserve to be taken. On her last breath my whole life with my mother flashed before my eyes. The sadness, happiness and the laughter.

Her life was perfect. She was healthy and well until that day, the day she got sick. At first i thought it was the basic flue our cold but then she became more sick and it had felt like someone had punched a hole in my heart and i never realized how much worse it could get. She got paler and a lot thinner every time i went to see her in the hospital. Every time I visited her I asked her how she was, she replied... "I am fine, you don't need to worry, and I will always be with you."

By the tone it my mother’s voice I could tell she was lying. A couple of weeks went by and she wasn’t getting any better. After a while I was no longer to visit her in the hospital. I asked myself why couldn’t I go and see her, I asked other people why and I asked my father why. While he was crying a river of tears he finally told me something that changed my life forever.

My mother was dying and there was nothing I could go to stop it.

In the hospital my mother was lying on her death bed struggling to breath. The pain she must have been in. As my mother held me tight she told me “everything is going to be okay.” She squeezed my hand for the very last time and her eyes slowly closed over.

Now you can see how much I regret it. I loved my mother so much, still do and always will. She is in my heart and in my dreams and I can’t wait to see her again.    

My war poem xxx <3

The war in the air by Howard nemrove

For a saving grace, we didn't see our dead,
Who rarely bothered coming home to die
But simply stayed away out there
In the clean war, the war in the air.

Seldom the ghosts come back bearing their tales
Of hitting the earth, the incompressible sea,
But stayed up there in the relative wind,
Shades fading in the mind,

Who had no graves but only epitaphs
Where never so many spoke for never so few:
Per ardua, said the partisans of Mars,
Per aspera, to the stars.

That was the good war, the war we won
As if there was no death, for goodness's sake.
With the help of the losers we left out there
In the air, in the empty air.

My Love poem xxx <3

An angle who walks upon the ground

The moment I opened my heart and let you in
I saw this great love starting to begin.

I opened my eyes to a vision of you
I hope, I pray your feelings are true.

I have loved and I have paid the cost
And I have felt the pain of the love I lost.

But, now, I think I have truly found
An Angel who walks upon the ground.

You go beyond all limits for me
Just to show your love endlessly.

I could search my whole life through
And never find another 'you'.

You are so special that I wanted you to know
I truly, completely love you so.

Author: Patricia Annette Roden

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My animal poem xxx <3

The animal in me

Is it legal for me
To call myself an animal?
Whilst human is what I try to be

For the animal in me
Is transparent to see
If I get scared I plea or flee

Sometimes I show bravery like a lion
With nerves of steel made of iron

Sometimes I give off a scent
In the heat of the moment

As a woman I have my season
When you can capture me on the heat
Till today, I do not understand the reason
Why I hunt then, like an animal hunting for its meat

The animal in me is confused
The human in me is amused

Is it legal for me
To call myself an animal?
Without being a cannibal

I know my right from wrong
Taught by my guardians tongue
But even an animal knows where it belongs
Whilst trained with the right punishment song

The fact is actual
I am an animal
Being human is my identity
While the only difference of reality;
Is the language! Ah ha! The language!
The language in which we all engage

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
Sylvia Chidi
Submitted: Tuesday, May 02, 2006

My Sad poem xxx <3

Regret by deamcatcher

My God, why did you take my mother?
Angles took the wrong one - not her - another.
Regret is a feeling that I feel everyday;
You took her from me, and I didn't say -

"I Love You, Mom," in my own way;
Only to hear her say it back to me.
God, why couldn't you just let us be?
She didn't deserve to die;
Didn't deserve to be in pain,
Only to leave me here asking you why -
Night after night when I cry in vain.

My funny poem 2 xxx <3

A candy bar.
A piece of cake.
A lollipop.
A chocolate shake.
A jelly donut.
Chocolate chips.
Some gummi worms
and licorice whips.


A candy cane.
A lemon drop.
Some bubblegum
and soda pop.
Vanilla wafers.
Cherry punch.
(My mom slept in
while I made lunch.)

My funny poem 3 xxx <3

There was an old lady who lived in a zoo.
She never got bored, she had so much to do.
She climbed with the monkeys. She swam with the eels.
She talked to the parrots and played with the seals.
The old lady’s happy; she never gets blue.
And that’s why she’ll never move back to a shoe.

My funny poem 1 xxx <3

Jack was nimble
Jack was quick.
Jack jumped over the candlestick.

Jack kept jumping,
much too close.
Now his pants
smell like burnt toast.

Introduction

My name is Megan and this is my poetry Blog xxx <3