Poetically Beautiful

Waking up christmas morning To see if santa had come. By my surprise someone lurking under the tree. With old ornaments in his hair, big dark eyes, watering mouth. Wrapping paper hanging from his chin. When he turned to me we both let out a scream. Parents rushing out to find  But an evil looking creature to our surprise. Opening up the door hoping he will go. Running and yelling more presents to go. For he feeds on your presents if your good or bad. Waiting for Santa to leave Is when he feeds on your presents. So lock your doors and windows oh so tight. Your fires burn oh so bright. So you will not find this evil elf. Lurking underneath your Christmas tree By: Trinity Scoggins My Beautiful daughter 

Watching from a far by the trees. Her beauty in her eyes I can see. By the lake she sits watching the ripples in. Calming it all seems. Making my presence known. Asking have you seen my beautiful neice? She has blonde hair, eyes as blue as the sea. She smiles with no words. That familiar smile, came to me. Oh wait can this be? Her familiar blonde hair, beauty in her eyes as the sea. How can this be?  My niece in front of me. What is going on. Before my eyes, her beauty changed on me. Evil, I do not recognize  Now the voice speaks. I took her with me, dead now is she. Save her not, to late you are, To bring back the beauty that lay upon her. I told my 10 year old Trinity Scoggins, to help me write. She said, let's make it a ghostly story.

Tried to break me Mold to your approval. My mind has to be on your wave links. Speak what you speak. Gullible, breakable now loveable Torn piece by piece For your amusement your pleasure. Set on a petastool just looking at your creation. Pleasing no more teasing. My mind works with yours. Gullible, breakable now loveable. Torn piece by piece for your amusement your pleasure. I perceived the reality. Unbreakable, unstoppable, indestructible. I become my amusement my pleasure My growth is unforgettable, irresistible, Tried to break me. Mold to your approval. My mind thinks and speaks for itself.

I fell drowning, in over my head. Alone I tried to climb. Like quick sand deeper I fell. The pits of Hell was opening up To swallow me whole. Looking down its flames are blazing hot. The screams are unbearable. Leave please do not make this your home. Screams of these wanting to be released. Still small voice judgement has been set. Trying to reach on to the smallest vine. To pull myself up to stand on my own. That same still small voice. I am the only one true vine. Looking up a man whom had wholes in his hands. Reached out too me. His name I cried out with tears of Joy. Jesus, the fear had left me. This is not a home I had set for you. This was not a home I had set for them. I am the one true vine, you can be set free. I died to set you free. That is how much I love you. Alone I never wanted you to walk. I want to take all your burdens and carry them. So you can stay focused on me. Jesus, I cry. Jesus, I shout. My Lord, my savior forever. ...

Tears of blood She stands by his side with pride Even tho he never has words to find. For the love he says he has. She wonders if she is seen as his Queen. She hides all alone In the dark cold room. What was once tears now flows the blood stream Down her face. Wonder fills her mind is she beautiful, Wanted, does she amaze him. Make him proud. Her smile is it contagious? Sexy? She hides all alone in the cold dark room. What was once tears now flow a stream of blood down her face. She never shows her emotions, Tall and strong she stands by his side. Hoping that he might just find those words She romantically longs for. Her motivation for herself. Until that day she sits alone in the cold room with blood flowing from her face that was once a stream of tears. Her heart longing for those words. Her beautiful motivation to be the best queen she knew she could be.  

Oh boy, taking me back those words  Makes me think of you. Like a Buddy Holly song,  Memories so sweet, I hold so dear to my heart. Forever I thought you would go. Never having an experation. Stories you once told, run through my  Head as if I still hear you. Proud was you ever of me. Tried so heard to make it easy for you too love me. Loving every minute we shared. Laughter we had. Oh boy, just like a Buddy Holly song. Oh boy, taking me back those words. Makes me think of you. You still live on always an forever. Forgotten could never be. While awaiting our day we meet again. Wondering would I recognize you. With those beautiful new glorified wings.

Crawls around nervously, in her own day dream.  Wanting for the day that she will break free from society. The fear that has nested so comfortably in side her that has kept her bound. Submissive, not too think for herself. Following the crowd that seems to know the way. Sick of the norm., the fear, wanting an waiting for her time too shine. Knowing she will be bright as the sun. Crawls around now so carelessly  She can fill it building up with in her. Birthing a new.  Freedom, life, she will breathe. The mold she allows to be formed upon her. Covering her with a chrysailds. Relaxed, and submissive too it at her own time. She births forth a new reality. Of beauty. She spreads her beautiful wings an soars So magically through the air. Watching the world as it remained still  But she would not let society keep her. Not too be food for the others.  A difference she yearned for, a difference she made. Giving up the old.  Now fearlessly she spreads he...

Ignorance, uneducated seems to be. stupidity was released. Freedom, we thought we had. Love, is what created us. Evil, was let in Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth. Hatred filling the air. Eyes ar shut, ears are closed. Pride? Proud, for the pain that inflicted on families. innocent babies? ignorance, fools stupidity filled the air. Freedom, we thought we had. Love us what created US. Evil, was let in. Eye for an eye tooth for a tooth. Hatred filling the air. Children dying, for what? Ignorance, stupidity, uneducated people. seems that no-one cares. our mouths now tapped shut, hands tied behind our backs. watching as lives, the small the innocent are taken from us. Fight back! Speak out! the right ripped from the people. Hatred flowing through the air. Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth stupidity welcomed. Non submissive, looked at as the fools of the world. Peace, why can we not welcome. Love, why can it not be embraced. For Love is what Created You and I.

Running my fingers through his blonde hair. Playing with his bushy beard. While laying on his chest. Sweet smell of his body wash. Relaxation. I am paralyzed. I could stare at him all day. Then he would began to wonder if I was going crazy. I sit an think I can't without this man. I don't see how I did. My backbone. I once ripped it from myself. From us as a whole. I took his puzzle piece an destroyed it. How did I move, cope, how did we get this far. Children an I. Watching him through the years. To respect my backbone I had to see through his eyes. Walk in his shoes. He must of felt alone, but in a different way than I was did when my backbone was there.

In the mid october night, she awaited the pale moonlight. For her one true love, too come hold her oh so tight. For twenty-seven days her lips yearned for his sweet savory kiss. Her desire is more intense, at every second he is not in her presence. With his absence not a day went by, where the thought of her man did not cross her mind. Their bond, their love, for each other so strong. Not even the world could destroy. Imaging the next time they would be together.  The sight of him makes her melt. Sound of his voice, even his touch, Secure she feels. Not even the world could destroy them. Waiting by the Pale Moonlight,  That quiet october night, her one true love admired her sight. His love, his strength, his faith she held oh so tight. Together once again. Too hold each other Until the end they stand again by the Pale Moonlight.

"Do you have a poem you would like to share? Post your poem or your link in the comments I would enjoy reading them." She sits on edge. Waiting for your arrival  To free her from the misery she is in. Bound in the same spot you left her. To afraid to cry out, her mind closing up Not to be free, mouth speaks no words She just wanted the softness,  Conversation, she knew how to bring. Shut down, locked down bound in the corner You left her. She wanted the gentle touch, complicated She became, to much for you to bare. Words she spoke, was not understood. Her words where twisted, with emotion, Twisted with nervousness. You could not bare her sight, Her voice, her touch was to much. So she sat in the corner where you left her. Now speaking to herself, for no one else would. Fear, too look up fear to open up fear too touch. So she embraced her corner, where you left her. So much pain she held inside, praying for its absence. Still wanting to reach out and to...

Run, run far, the ocean is peaceful. Run no-one will care. These tears I cry, can you see them? The voice whispers to and tells me to Run. The ocean, would be more peaceful. No One could judge me,  Hate me, not even to miss me. I would not do no wrong. Fear, would be no more. The ocean, would be so peaceful. Pleasing the wrong one,  Why, Do I do this? I just want happiness for everyone around. Not all think like I. The ocean, would be so peaceful. In my head, my own world. These tears flow but you don't see to catch them. Why?  Do they not love me enough? I love them all, more than they could imagine. Run, run far the voice in my head keeps Whispering. The ocean, it is so peaceful. How do I get there,  They follow nagging me. Words that flow from their mouth cuts Deeper than a sword. These scars reopening,   never healing.  The ocean, oh it seems so peaceful. These wounds, I just patched up. Why can they not leave me be. The voice is louder...

   My stomach,  turns feeling the anxiousness within you. Any moment not gonna be the same. Trying, to move forward forget my past my wrongs. These mistakes thrown back to my face. Knowing all I ever wanted was to be loved, and used and mistreated was what was in return. So my skeletons, fell in to play. Wishing, I would of been smarter.  Thought of myself more. Whor before so, I lived up to my name pride in that? none. My stomach turns in the thought of what I done. So tight the pain the sickness I can not bare no longer. Wanting that one just to hold me talk to me The love for another because in reality I can stand alone. I'm not worthy of another's love, my past has defined me my past has ruined me. Can I make up for what I have done?  Prove I can change?  No one will listen, care. So, the loneliness stays  with my head I hang low. With what I have done,  does not come pride. But shame and humility. For now, my stomach turns in the ...

Let me help you recognize the type of woman that I am.  You could have a bank account stacked with Benjamin's. Offer me anything I could ever imagine. Expect me to jump on bored. Not who I am.  You could be broke nothing to your name.  If I want you,   I will be the one to stand by your side to help you bring back your pride. So let me help you recognize the type of woman that I am. My heart, my family can not be bought. Money doesn't buy happiness. Take a closer look into my eyes what do you see. Because I am alone doing this alone. You think you found the words I wanted to hear? Let me help you recognize  The type of woman I am. I am the type of woman that will take her man by the hand  Give words of encouragement. Help lift him up to where he knows he can.  Let me provide when you can't. Because I know I can. Lean on me I will be your backbone. Look are you starting to see the type of woman that I am? I don't know  what you dea...

Shh. Close those little eyes As I try to make sense of this life. Lonely and afraid Stressed becomes distraction. Something anything to ease the pain. Shh. Close the little eyes as I try to make sense of this life.   Trying to shield you from all my wrongs Shh... Now your eyes please little one. Words I speak must be loud for your little ears For every word you hang too with joy maybe fear. Trying to find relive wanting this to end. My life... Not to drag you through destruction. A horrible mother, Shh now close your eyes little one As I try to make sense of this life. Every mistake I have made. You absorb learning the norm. This becomes How do I make this right. Hush now my little one shut those eyes. As I take this pain from mine. The struggle from ours. Shield those ears as I have spared my life to make happiness for yours.                     

There is a disturbance that abides within. Feel it? At least can you see it. The destruction that breaks forth bringing more pain and tears. Heart attack that Lies beneath Broken and unforgiving.  So grief follows all she knows to bring. There is a disturbance don't you see at least taste it.  On her every kiss. She gives her all knowing deep down   She can not be loved. So the heart ache comes. The destruction unravels not knowing how to stay strong.  Why she has to latch on. Why she believes a man is her comfort why she does not stand alone. Darkness flooded inside upset feeling in her stomach isn't sickness. But sadness her soul is crying for every wrong made. Things for children seen. Her soul begins to scream. More time to make this right is all she thinks she needs. I can fix it but procrastination sets in. Never knowing when and how to go about. Depression and moping around. Is it noticeable this disturbance. She smiles as big as she can... la...

You had a horrible nightmare, It hung on your arm. Becoming miserable by every moment.  Could not bare how displeasing the nightmare was. Trying to give in, The nightmare did. To become a wonderful dream, To become a reality.  But displeasing become more.  In every moment. Lovely, nightmare thought it was. Pouring out, what it could. Becoming futile,  You said, it was fun You loved it to the core. Ignoring, the futile, the displeasure before your eyes. The nightmare, you had that wanted to birth into a amazing dream. Darker it became. Free you was, breathe you did. Forgetting was easy. Everything it left, you destroyed. Your nightmare, enjoyed those moments of trying to be born so much. That it became a beautiful dream Now back to your reality, where it wanted to be. Beautiful dream, feeling stuck in it's own nightmare. Worthlessness, displeasing, it once saw Slipping down a dark whole. Never will be like the others You grabbed your heart, Before your dis...

Flowing white dress, the princess stood so beautiful, with tiny blue flower's in her hair. The dress so long as she walked down the isle. "To meet her love, her protector, her king the most amazing sexiest man she had ever seen."  "Two little boy's dress like men, each with a blue an white Rose pinned to the blazer of their suite."   Followed behind the Queen to be carrying the long tail of the white flowing gown. Flower's flowed through the most wonderful, most gorgeous Gothic style chapel. Stain glass windows along the chapel. The princess now at the altar with her strong, faithful, protector.  Her veil covering her face, Hiding her tears. Tears of happiness, excitement, tears of joy. Her king taking her hand, vowing to protect, to be faithful, to love honor and adore her. To be her stability,  to grow old together, freedom of the stress of the world. Sliding the ring on her finger representing their bond, their marriage.  Princess then gra...