Poetry, Uncategorized

Wild child

You jump in head first
Not knowing what’s in the water,
Not really knowing how to swim either
Just taking crazy chances
How foolish!

You move along the road at full throttle,
Never reading the street signs
Taking risks that others normally won’t
Catastrophic damage imminent
But you won’t change your ways
How insane!

Oh heart,
You are such a wild child
How do I control you?
Is it even possible?
Should I even try?

For you are what you are:
My essence, my muse,
My soul, my strength,
My weakness, my pain,
My joy, my sorrow
But also my downfall!

Oh heart,
You want what you want:
You love too strong,
You hold on too long,
You are gentle and sincere,
Afraid to feel but so fierce when open.
Oh heart,
Why must you be such a wild child?


Contents written: November 20 2015 | Originally published: November 22 2015  | Copyright 2015-2016  Moylom Enterprises



Sing my child, just sing…



My mama told me once,
Child, just sing through your sorrow.
Though the tears fall down like rain,
Sing my child, just sing.

My mama told me once,
Child, just sing through the pain.
Though the heart hurts like it’s breaking,
Sing my child, just sing.

I tried mama’s trick once,
But I couldn’t sing, my voice was shaking.
So I hummed and hummed as best I could,
To ease my heart from aching.

I never told mama I tried her trick,
I wonder if she remembered her advice.
I’m not sure she ever knew
How diligently I tried and tried.

I could never sing when I’m in pain,
But at least I can hum a tune.
Though the tears keep falling down like rain
Mama’s advice always ran through.

Just sing through your sorrow,
Just sing through the pain.
Though tears fall and the heart is breaking.
Sing my child, just sing.


Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: December 19 2016
Originally published: December 19 2016
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