Poem -

Thank you...

Thank you...

It's strong to hate
The Feelings can be fake
They are scratching from inside me
Times are changing I'm stopping myself been seen

I can't see me knocking at her door
Lifting the lid from times before
Haunted by the woman she was
Freed by the daughters she gave

Setting my sights on being free from her grip
I keep holding on to her eyes that shine
Now is a moment to not let it slip
Everytime I think I'm guilty of been sad

I've been in my prison and I've been in my box
I've been troubled and I've glowed
I've been judged by a woman but never the cross
I'm now free and have angels to show

I can't see me knocking at her door
Lifting the lid from times before
Haunted by the woman she was
Freed by the daughters she gave
Thank you
Thank you
I've lived and loved
Angels to show
Thank you
I have angels because of you
Thank you......

Like 3 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Wayne Stubbs

Thanks sparrowsong, I'll be checking your work out soon ?ย 

Reply
author
Tony Taylor

Hey WAYNE!!..... Hate is definitely one of those emotions that is difficult to control...... and takes on a life of its own at times...... but what you've done here (I think) is to thank the person who gave you daughters (angels)..... and appreciating her for that instead of hating her for other things.....I hope I didn't misinterpret your write my friend......VERY powerful stuff!!.....ALL STARS!!.... well done!!......T xo

Reply
author
Wayne Stubbs

Spot on my friend! Nice to hear from you brother poet ? โ˜ฎ&? ?

Reply
author
Wayne Stubbs

Wow!! Thanks so much poetess, that is a lovely comment from somebody as talented as you are ? xย 

Reply
Poem -

Welcome Home...

Welcome Home...

Delicate pixies, fairytale mysteries, there's something strange down at my garden path,
Enlightened...

Poem -

Forever...

Forever...

Symphony through a passage of serenity,
Levitating beyond expansion of reality,
Elegance in...

Poem -

A Cold November...

A Cold November...

Hello,
Its me again my old friend,
Every year I come and speak to you, I just wish you weren'...

Latest poems in Freestyle, Verse

Poem -

A FOOLS GAME

A FOOLS GAME

Oops they tried it again...

A New Game?

Lets Go...

How do you play?

A...

Poem -

Hope Died

Hope began as a small child,
Torn from her motherโ€™s womb.
She grew beside me, meek and mild...

Poem -

Thanksreceiving

Thanksreceiving

YOU CANNOT GIVE, what you cannot receive!

Self-sabotage refuses one the acceptance of Self-love...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com