“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” - Marianne Williamson
You left me, you neglected me, and abandoned me too. For years I was angry but now I see I turned out much better without you. In my life you didn’t bother, you didn’t promote the time to be a father. I had to survive on my mother’s love alone. With the absence of a father’s love is why my heart is partially stone.
You left me, neglected me, O’ yeah and abandoned me too. I guess the life of drugs and alcohol was more important to you. It’s a crying shame; but you are the one to blame. I’m your only child, your only daughter, your only seed; but in my life you could never do a good deed.
It’s the same story but with a different punch line every few years. You call me sobbing and bursting into tears. In the younger stages of my life I was so naive to think you would actually change. I guess with me thinking that I was better off taking herione up my veins.
But at this point of my life I have no excuses, sympathy, or empathy for you. Only use you for motivation, now that’s a word that will do. The meaning behind it all is that I’m continuing my life and succeding without you.
You missed my first baby step, my first word, my games, my high school and college graduation too but it’s okay because I’m still thankful and grateful so I do pray for you. I pray that the Lord has mercy on your soul and guide and protect you as you grow old.
Im grown now. Im not a little girl anymore that time has passed, you missed it remember? Although you left me, neglected me, and abandoned me I still made it.
So thank you because had you not left me alone, I would not have the motivation, strength, and courage to make it on my own. You are a figment to my imagination and absent in my world. But I cannot change my blood line and the fact that I am still you little girl.- Phoenix
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God in His infinite wisdom
Did not make me very wise-
So when my actions are stupid
They hardly take God by surprise
April Rain Song
Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain.
To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me-
That is my dream!
To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.
Just because I have never done drugs, doesn't mean I'm not cool.
Just because I am a virgin, doesn't make me lame.
Just because I'm not a fighter, doesn't mean I'm weak.
Just because I am not a party girl, doesn't mean I can't hang.
Just because I get good grades, doesn't mean I'm a nerd.
Just because teachers like me, doesn't mean I am teachers pet.
Just because I am not a rebel, doesn't mean I'm scared.
Just because I am quiet, doesn't mean I don't speak up for what I believe in.
Just because I have morals, doesn't make me a good two shoes.
Just because I walk away from trouble, doesn't make me a pushover.
Just because I think before I act, doesn't make me a loser.
I am who I am and this is who I shall forever be. I do not care what others think of me. Like me or not that is your choice. Accept me for who I am. -Angie Flores
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
I don't care what other people think, they treat me like trash.
I try to ignore them, I try to dash.
They talk about me, they talk a lot.
They are very bad, they follow me right on the dot.
I erase them out of my mind, but they keep coming back.
They won't leave me alone, they come stack by stack.
When they mess with me, and mess and mess.
When I get real hot I blow up with stress.
Then I get in trouble, which I try not to do.
I really really try, and you should too.
Location: 1005 South Railroad St.
Phenix City, Alabama 36867