PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Her little head has a lot of imaginations,

From all the experiences she went through.

All the ups and downs,

She remained strong and happy.

No matter how hard he broke her,

She kept her head high

And focused at what matters most.

She’s like a soldier,

Brave, strong and resourceful.

Even if she has her friends and family,

She wants to be

That strong independent woman

No man will ever make her weak.

I looked below from a four-legged beast.

The ground closing in around me

I tried my best not to see

my face pummeling the ground beneath.

I lay among the tall green grass

unhurt I seem to be.

The beast came along beconing me,

to get back on willingly.

I sighed "you brat" 

he smiled, nuzzled, and nudged

till I stood and held him closely.

I adressed the scare that sent me pummeling

a sack tied loosely to a stump.

He sniffed then was okay

I praised him and got back on the beast back.

To be your lover when you need to be loved,

your doctor when you are ill,

your army when you go to war,

your umbrella when life rains down on you,

your rock when you get weary,

your shield when you need defense,

your spirit when you are drained,

your pillow when you need to rest,

your voice when no one can hear you,

your ear when no one will listen,

your comfort when you feel pain,

your hero when you are under duress,

your sunshine when darkness falls,

your answer when questions arise,

your inspiration to overcome obstacles,

your hand to hold when you are frightened,

your kiss that wakes you everyday,

and your "I love you" each and every night.

I am yours... all of me.

The sun rises above the hillcrest,

As does the joy of my heart;

Rays of warmth and love,

From her I will never depart. 

Fresh dew upon the grass,

Young birds chirp in their nests;

I watch her gently sleep,

My love to her I silently profess.

I enjoy the stillness and calm, 

Watching as she smiles and dreams;

She brings me to stillness and peace,

Like that of a slow flowing stream.

My heart and soul flow with love, 

And I smile as I quietly reflect;

I’ve been handed a sweet princess,

A sweet princess to love and to protect.

A vow to myself I make, 

As she quietly sleeps away;

To love and always cherish her,

Until my last breath... until my last day.

The first time they talked,

Something feels different.

The first time they met,

Everything feels right.

She ran,

Hugged and kissed him tight

Like there's no tomorrow.

He ran,

Hugged and kissed her tight

Like she was slipping away.

He was her football superstar

She was his precious gem.

Together, they fell in love

Unconditionally and passionately. 

It was their first time seeing each other, 

Things have gotten different. 

All she thinks about is that he's there,

Beside her, holding her and making her feel safe. 

Every girl would want to feel protected,

Feel like a princess, feel special;

And that's how she felt when she saw him.

She doesn't have much experience,

She tried to shrug it off.

He made her feel special, she felt it.

She wish the night never ended

For it was the best night of her life. 

Snuggles and Mrs. Fluff woke up in a dark and moist cave, confused and disoriented. They couldn’t remember how they had gotten there, or the last thing they had done. At last they gathered their strength and went outside, not knowing what to expect.

-Gee Mrs. Fluff, do you know what the heck happened? -Snuggles said quite scared and nervous.

- Oh Dear. Where are we? Where’s my family? – Cried out the desperate mom.

-I’m scared. I want to go home.

-There there honey, everything is going to be okey. –Mrs. Snuggle said as she consoled the little bunny. -Lets go outside and try to find them.

Snuggles and Mrs. Fluff started to walk aimlessly through the cave, looking for an exit. The dark and worried eyes of the old bunny looked at the poor young little thing, and started to sing a tune, to sooth him and try to calm him.

-"Soft bunny, warm bunny little ball of fur, happy bunny…."

-WAIT! Can you hold my hand as you sing?

- Sure thing honey -she said and continue the song.- "...sleepy bunny..."

-No, that’s not right, from the start again.

-"Soft bunny, warm bunny little ball of fur, happy bunny, sleepy bunny, prr prrr prrrr".

-Look!- cried out Snuggles.- I found my friend’s house.-

They looked everywhere but couldn’t find any trace of any of them. After a long search, they decided to keep walking, to try and find the end of that huge cave.

It felt as if a whole day had past, before they finally found the light at the end of the tunnel, they came out and everything looked different, there was grass and trees but they looked as if they had lost all the life that used to be in them. Everywhere there was silence. They kept walking looking for somebody but there was no one to be found.

Finally, Mrs. Fluff pointed at a bush that seemed to be moving, slowly a fox came out from it. He stared at them for just a second, and then, he simply vanished. Puff.

Snuggles ran to where he used to be, leaving Mrs. Fluff behind.

-Wait!- She cried out. -These old legs can’t run like they used to.

Snuggles kept running and running until he arrived at a familiar old lake, but it was nothing like he remember it, the water wasn’t crystal clear and the trees didn’t sing anymore, there were no more dancing frogs or colorful fishes.

Mrs. Fluff finally caught up with the little bunny and held his paw, she held it tight as she caught her breath. A single noise came out of her mouth but then nothing else did. Puff. She wasn’t there anymore. She had left him, alone, with his paw hanging to nothing. The little bunny stared at were Mrs. Fluff was supposed to be, there were parts missing, the path were he came from wasn’t there. He looked down, there was nothing there to stand on. Puff.

The end.

Written by Alexis and me

I yearn to love, a love with a passion

Joining hearts, a fatal attraction

To be fondled by your words alone, holding on to promises by your lips

To savor the sweetness and emotion that drips

Let us hold together, let our eyes slowly find and meet

Let all time stop, with nothing but our heartbeats

when i see people in there perfect little relationships, 

with their cute pictures, 

their inside jokes, 

that twinkle in their eye, 

and the fact that they actually have plans for tomorrow night with someone they love, 

i can't help but feel a little jealous. 

but then I ponder on the idea of me with a significant other, 

and if I acted the way I see other couples act, 

I'd puke. 
 

Suffocation at it's finest.