steve | Free Poems
- poems that rhyme
- short poem with rhymes
- poems rhyme
- poems that rhymes
- sad rhyming poem
- Short poems on sea
- life wishes quotes with
- Rhyming ashes
- restless and lonely poem
- there is atiny angel locked away
Afterlife
Gentle wind
Blowing
Ashes
Me
Dust
Carbon
Atoms
Be
Of earth
Sun
Moon
Sea
Proton
Neutron
Quark
Free
A Helmand Soldier
Here I am
In Afghanistan
To protect the people from the Taliban
But
The Imam
Laughs at me
Says
Stupid man
This
Is your Vietnam
You’ve been here now
Near 10 Ramadans
And
Still you cower
In your armoured vans
The Old Lady
The Old Lady
In a building across the street,
She sits by the window,
Day in, day out
Always by her lonesome self,
She waves at people
As they walk by,
Whether they see her or not.
Today
She waves at me,
I smile
And wave,
She smiles back at me
I wasn’t fooled
For
Beneath her façade
Was one of
The saddest smiles
I’ve ever seen
The Show is Over
The tale of us is at an end
and now all that is left
is a sad, slow denouement,
the dance of love bereft.
All the crises have been resolved;
the plot, once thick, has thinned.
Our sets dismantled, stage empty,
because we’ve reached the end.
Our love was but a fantasy
of rainbows and moonbeams;
a dream rent by reality:
love’s seldom what it seems.
The curtain on our play has closed,
now we play other parts:
picking up the bits and pieces
left of our shattered hearts.
My Secret
There is a tiny angel,
Locked away
Within a cage of ribs,
Next to my heart.
She whispers to me,
Endlessly.
Sweet Endearments,
Promises,
Never to leave my side.
I ignore her.
But, she is not angry with me.
There is a tiny angel,
Locked away
Within a cage of ribs,
Next to my heart.
She sings to me,
With a voice,
Of pure sweetness and light.
I drown her,
With rivers of alcohol,
I sting her eyes,
With foul tobacco smoke.
I abuse her.
Yet, she continues her song.
There is a tiny angel,
Locked away
Within a cage of ribs,
Next to my heart.
When the nights are cold,
and dark and lonely
Sometimes, I let her out,
We look at one another.
We both smile.
But, only,
For a little while,
The briefest of time
Then I lock her away again.
She does not protest.
There is a tiny angel,
Locked away
Within a cage of ribs,
Next to my heart.
I must keep her hidden.
Never to utter her name.
For such is what life has made me.
My path already tread.
She is my secret.
And, will remain within me,
Till the end.