All of the following are original poems. I have written them based on real events in my life or dreams I have had. If you have a poem that you would like me to post on my site or if you have comments or suggestions about this page or my poems, please feel free to email me at M_DeMatty Life and Death Pain A Tear For Jimmy Friendship
Megan Love The Chase Clouds My Poems
Life and Death
Both Guarenteed
Life can be beautiful,
and golden
It may also be tragic
and black
Death sounds terrible,
and maybe it is
Death may also be a
Pleasant Journey;
blues; reds; greens; yellows
flowing ever faster
till your spirit's
Journey is done
and set free
written: March 27, 1996
Pain is what you feel
When a loved one is ill
Or worse, when a loved one dies
And the world becomes one you despise
You soon hurt inside
You feel everyone lied
You hate the world and everyone
You feel life will never again be fun
All the memories you have are good, but hurt
You begin to feel lower than dirt
For you
the sun never shines
Yet you are blinded
Blinded by hurt as you try to forget
About the years past you regret
When life doesn't matter
as the days go by you grow sadder
And fall deeper into depression
As you walk the lonely procession
Written: March 24, 1994
I shead a tear for Jimmy
I hold his memory near me
In my heart I hole my pain
Trying hard to stay somewhat sane
I shead a tear for Jimmy
I feel he is always near me
I asked myself many times, why
Each time I give up with a sigh
I shead a tear for Jimmy
Knowing he'll always be a part of me
I hoped it wasn't true
Until I saw him....Pale and blue
I shead a tear for Jimmy
Wishing it had instead been me
Wishing I could understand why
Why God took one so kind, caring, and wise
I shead a Tear for Jimmy
Crying because he'd been taken from me
I never told him the things I wanted to,
He was my hero; He kept me living; Cheered me up when I felt blue
I shead a tear for Jimmy
Wishing I could see
A reason why he's gone
Wanting, but never finding an answer from anyone
I shead a tear, For Jimmy
Written: April 18, 1996
This poem is dedicated to my cousin Jimmy who died June 24th, 1993 at the age of
20.
My best friend and I
are like sisters
The friendship seased
When aman came
between us
We didnt talkfor months
I did rotten things to her
I mad her sad
While the man laughedI laughed too
but only on the
outside
On the inside I cried
I finally saw
through the man
I called my "sister"near
Christmas
I don't talk to the man
anymore,
Because my sister means so
very much
more.
Written: April 2, 1996
I don't understand why you act this way
I can't understand a thing you say
You always act as if all the men love you
While you put me down and make me feel blue
You always call Jason an idiot
What do you call Rob and his stupid shit?
Before you judge you better take another look
Look at yourself and all the shit you took
Realize that the more you took the more you hurt
You hurt me and you always treat me like dirt
You say Jason's a jerk, but at least he cares
I hate to say it, but this I can no longer bare
You act as if you have all the problems; you don't seem to care
If you would wake up you'd see your not condemed
When I tell you my problems you don't seem to care
When you tell me yours, ignore you is something I
don't dare
Look at your life and realize you've got it good
You're doing things I only wish I could
Friends don't put down their friends
Friends are always there with a helping hand to
lend
Written: September 18, 1997
I would often see couples walking
I would listen to them talking
I never thought I'd have the same
I would often hang my head in shame
I thought I found the one for me
Unfortunatly he just didn't agree
The next one I thought was Him for sure
I sent him a photo and my letters he did ignore
Then I met him.....Mr. Right
He was kind and sweet.....His name was Dwight
For 6½ long months we were forced to wait
Then finally it came, May 28th, We'd set a date
He left his place in the morning on Friday
He got to my home at 1:00 am Saturday
It was the greatest moment of my life
I just knew I was destined to be his wife
I have lived with him since June 1999
Here it is 9½ months later and life is great
I could never imagine life without Dwight
I know now I have indeed found Mr. Right
Written: March 19, 2000
This poem is dedicated to the Love of my life......Dwight Golden....I Love you with all my Heart :)
These tears I cry are real
They express how I truly feel
I love you deeply, I always will
You hurt me so, my heart you did steal
You do this everytime bt I love you still
This love I feel is real
This love has been tested and it is still
What do I have to do to see how you feel?
I need you and I always will
I care about you still
I don't know if you will ever know how I feel
I love you, need you, care about you and want you still
and forever will
Written: October 31, 1997
Falling in Love
Falling in love can be so grand
Finding someone to lend a helping hand
Someone to comfort you when you're down
Someone to come home to from town
Someone to love for all eternity
Someone that's there just to be
Someone who keeps you warm at night
Someone to keep away the fright
Someone to hug you when you've had a bad day
Someone to give in when you want your own way
Someone to hold when the night is dark
Someone who takes long walks in the park
Someone who says just the right things
Someone who'll put upon your finger a ring
Someone with whom you wish to grow old
Someone who is true with a heart of gold
Someone to make you feel that you truly belong
Someone to have and hold and share a love so strong
Written: August 1, 1997
I am running for my life
fleeing from a demon
this demon is all to real
he is in a cape of black
his complexion is grim
his skin is cold
his stare, hard
I run and run
I cannot hide
he runs faster than I
at above human speeds
I fall from exhaustion
he is there
I plead for my life
he laughs and laughs
and in one abrupt movement
his teeth are in my neck
I scream with muffled cries
as my blood flows from me to him
I pass out
I soon awake a short time after
he is gone, but I am in a bed
I see the sun, and feel faint
Later that night he comes back
He makes me an offer of life
"To be immortal forever" he says
I accept and he proceeds
When its done I feel life
like life has never felt before
I can now live forever
and ever as well
Written: January 21, 1997
The clouds are white-
Silver and Bright
Forming shapes in the air
Many puffy cotton balls-
Combining in many shapes and sizes
Stretching far-
Among the Heavens
Smooth-Silver-Shimmering
in the bright sunlight
They seem to trot like horses
Across the sunlit sky
Written: April 4, 1996
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