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Mom Perfectly ironed sheets and pillow cases and her perfumes always delicious cakes and her cookies soldiers that are defeating all little imperfections of this world Angry and proud woman, she's not perfect, but she's closer to perfection than anyone else she has ever met. always feeling that somewhere, somehow life made a fool of her. My mom denying every weakness of mine because, who am I to cry over broken toys. after all, what is one broken toy when there so much troubles to endure in life. My mom, I thought she had a heart of stone. Her smell, tidy with a touch of rose scent a window to her soul delicate with thorns, and blood red, Dad sweaters at the top drawer and little chocolates underneath surprises for my sister and me. Quiet strength and infinite patience a piece of bread and honey pouring on it making perfect stream of circles. My dad never doing what he really wanted but he's happy. Riding Castaneda's books and meditating knowing when I'm lying and pretending that he doesn't know. My dad denying my emotions like it's wrong to feel. A little boy, grown up in a cruel world of poverty and ignorance who had to find out everything on his own. I'm sorry that God took the one you loved the most I'm sorry that this world made you cry so many tears. |
a very beautiful write i can relate very easily i turned away from my mother and father for a good 5 years until just about 5 months ago i was fighting an addiction and finally with gods help ive been able to begin a new life your love for your parents is beautiful im sure they know and love you even more in return im curious thou who are you saying your sorry for there lost to i was almost thinking that it kinda reflected a closer relationship with your mother then your father please let me know when your next post is up Take Care | Posted on 2005-10-06 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ] | This was beautiful.. If this is about the loss of your sister than i am truly sorry for your loss.. sometimes im not so good at guessing on what poems are about.. but parents never truly love one more than the other... they develop a diffrent bond of love for both.. my mom loves both my sister and i immensely but i share more in common with my mom than my mom does with my sister so we share a diffrent bond of love.. love from someone is never second best it is just a diffrent level of it.. i hope i made sense there.. i am never that good at telling things the correct way. but.. aside from what i just said.. i really loved this piece. | ~*~amber~*~ | Posted on 2005-09-05 00:00:00 | by rocknpoetrychik | [ Reply to This ] | i have to say that this was great. all though i bet they didn not love her any more than you only in diffrent ways. they still have you and you are going to be there best support in this sittuation and they are going to be yours. keep writing about it it will help ease the pain i bet. lili | | Posted on 2005-05-27 00:00:00 | by lili | [ Reply to This ] | Hmm, maybe I'm taking this differently...but the last two lines: | "I'm sorry that God took the one you loved the most I'm sorry that this world made you cry so many tears" I take this as the narrator dying...suicide perhaps. And they are apologizing in retrospect for having hurt their parents. I dunno...maybe I'm taking it wrong... But it's very well written...nice imagery! ![]() | Posted on 2005-03-31 00:00:00 | by Deadly Sauce | [ Reply to This ] | I loved this poem it looks like you love your parents very much and that you care for them but I was kind of confused did one of them die or something ? if so I am very sorry great poem though | | Posted on 2005-03-31 00:00:00 | by Fallen_Rose22 | [ Reply to This ] | This poem is good, the lines, | "I'm sorry that God took the one you loved the most I'm sorry that this world made you cry so many tears" Is exactly how I felt about my mom (R.I.P) My father and I don't get along too well since him and my mother split, but I like your description of your father, it allowed me to see him the way you did nad your mother sounds like a harding working lady who's very strong and yet very gentle. Keep up the writing. | Posted on 2005-03-31 00:00:00 | by Charlenee | [ Reply to This ] | |