Left Unheard
Tanka


Rebel Youth
We're the rebel youth,
Won't do what you told us to.
Now we're fighting back.
Don't care what you think of us.
Give it all up to die young.

Conceived Through An Act Of Violence
Being born from pain,
Always knew what true love was.
Laughed at me from birth,
Hurt the one who gave me life,
And from that act, I was born.

Beaten Down
What you've done hurts her.
Her pain was your actions work.
So there was no guide?
You've still destroyed her future.
Slapping her? Aren't you her Dad?


New stuff for the "tanka" section, I will accept any poetry sent in by anyone who writes.

Buff Girl
I cry out for you.
Drank all that you had away-
Just cause your confused?
Please give it a little thought-
Next time you go drink a lot.


Believe
Believe in my fears-
Please know, that they still hold true.
Don't re-live my tears.
After all is said and done,
Understand, that you have won.


First Love
Ended with no cause.
Can still remember your touch,
Its been a long time
As I figure out my words
It felt good hearing your voice.


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