Dedicated Poetry for my best friend’s B-day <3

Best Friend

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Secrets to keep, moments to share

An ocean filled with memories

If I need someone, you are there

To share laughter and hush miseries

 

Sitting in silence or talking about whatever

Fun times and buckets full of crazy

I’ll have your back, always & forever

Even when life gets rough or gloomy

 

Never alone again, stay connected

Together one hundred, skilled in voodoo

Although you’re sometimes extremely hard-headed

You are still perfect, just being you

 

Festivals or listen to music, dream and chill

Even after all those years apart

We are friends again, or maybe still

Because you have your own space in my heart

 

And even if we fight, we’ll get through

Because real friendship has no end

Just remember, I will always love you

I am so lucky to have you as my best friend

–

Just Patty

 

 

Throwback Thursday: Dedicated Poetry

On Throwback Thursdays I want to share some older Poems and Posts of me.

This time I chose to share a poem I wrote last year about battling an invisible illness.

As most of you might know, I have PTSD.

But I also have Crohns and HMS (Hypermobility Syndrome)

All invisible, but all very real and chronic.

So this one is for all of you who are battling an invisible illness and have to deal with the judgment of people who can’t see your struggles.

Stay Strong! You are Awesome!

The Invisible…

–

Captured
Inside my own body
Fighting
To stay sane
Chained
Never free…
Fighting
Against the pain
Locked
Inside my skin
Fighting
The frustration
Imprisoned
Never released
Fighting
The irritation
Unsaved
Without relief
Fighting
Depression
No escape
Never free
Fighting
The Invisible
Every goddamn day
Fighting…

Endlessly

–

Just Patty

Dedicated Poetrics for today: Behind Blue Eyes

Poetrics is a combination of lyrics from some of my favorite songs and poetry I write inspired by these songs.

I take the essence of the song, the meaning it has, and write a poem on that. Then I let the lyrics of the song dance through the poem.

I really love this song, it reminds me a lot of how I used to be. Now, when I listen to it, it reminds me of a friend of mine who I love. (although he really doesn’t like it when I say that, so sorry! 😉 ) So, I thought I should write this Poetrics for him. After all, it takes one to know one ❤

Note: The lyrics always stay the property of the band or artist who wrote them. All the credit goes to them.

My Poetry is written in White, the Lyrics are written in Turquoise. Beneath the picture, you can read the Poetrics as well.

To listen to the song, click HERE

Behind Blue Eyes – Limp Bizkit

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You think that you can cover up

The sadness behind your eyes

Pain of betrayal

And countless goodbyes

No one knows what it’s like

To be the sad man

Behind blue eyes

 –

You think that you are good

In keeping your feelings inside

Not saying what you think

Behind a mask you hide

No one knows what it’s like

To feel these feelings

 –

You think that you don’t need anyone

Love is just an empty word

If you open up, let someone come close

You will only get hurt

No one knows what it’s like

To be mistreated, to be defeated

Behind blue eyes

–

So you keep your distance

Shield your heart away

Because you think that you know

No one will ever stay

I have hours, only lonely

–

But I can see what you try to hide

Behind your eyes so blue

Real love and friendship still exist

Someday I will show you

Behind blue eyes

–

Just Patty

Dedicated dark poetry for today: If I Never Wake Again…

I wrote this poem for a friend of mine and I dedicate it to him as well.

Don’t give up ❤

If I Never Wake Again

–

Given up on

Dreams

Given up on

Tomorrow

If I never wake again

At least there’s no more

Sorrow

I tried

To overcome

But it’s all so

Hollow

Just tell me why

Why should I even

Try

When everything

Anything

Always fails

If I never wake again

At least I will go

Solo

No more

Strength

Only numbness

Love and Happiness

They’re just for

Show

I have nothing left

Only emptiness

Darkness

Inside of me

If I never wake again

At least I can escape this

Shadow

I won’t be a loss

To anyone

Living this life

I’m just done

‘Cause what’s the use?

Suffering from Life’s

Abuse

If I never wake again

At least I can let

Go…

–

(don’t let go)

Just Patty

Dedicated Spoken Poetry for today: The Warrior

Dedicated to a very special woman in my life.

I love you Sherry.

To listen, click—> The Warrior

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The Warrior

 –

Times are hard, life is tough

I know that you think you had enough

Don’t give up, you can still win

Bring out the warrior from within

 –

So many obstacles, I know it’s unfair

Standing before the mountains of despair

Don’t resign, never let go

Just let the force of the warrior flow

 –

Grab your shield, take your sword

All your broken pieces will be restored

Don’t stop fighting, you’re not defeated

Unleash the warrior when battle gets heated

 –

Stand up straight, strengthen your heart

Even now, when your world falls apart

Don’t close your eyes, see this through

Reach for the warrior that slumbers inside you

 –

You have the power, you’re in control

So fight your demons with heart and soul

Don’t surrender, whatever you do

Because you are the warrior, and the warrior is you

–

Just Patty

 

 

 

Dedicated to Rajiv: The Dark Bride

Ever since I wrote ‘The Demon’s Bride’, my friend Rajiv has made a habit of it to call me the dark bride.

So I decided to write a poem on that title. 🙂

Dear friend, this one is for you! 😉

Lots of Love,

Patty

The Dark Bride

 –

There she comes, approaching with grace

Beautiful and charming, catching every eye

Slowly walking to her place

Just looking at her will make you stop breathing

 –

Just a few steps, and then she stops before the altar

Calmly and certainly, her head held high

Something about her makes you shiver

Her hands securely folded around the flowers

 –

Eyes looking down, while the minister speaks

Impatiently, you wait until you can call her yours

So many days, hours and weeks

But now you may finally kiss her

 –

You lift up her veil, her lips are cold

Too late you discover her evil smile

It is your soul you’ve so eagerly sold

Now and forever, you belong to the dark bride

–

Just Patty

Amazing blogger: Phen!

Every week I want to share an amazing blogger with you all, so you can check out their blogs and maybe make some new friends!

All of these bloggers have amazed me with their art, kind heart, friendship and skills.

You ready? Here we go!

Meet Phen

–> http://darknesswarmth.wordpress.com/ <–

A little about Phen

I am a student with the University of Plymouth. I am an aspiring writer, traveller, Taoist and human being. I may not do these very well, but I’m giving it everything I can. I find that writing keeps me sane (sometimes I have issues with engaging with the real world), it allows me to make sense of worldly things, as well as to express and explore my emotions and imagination. I’ve always loved writing and reading, it has been the one constant in an ever shifting reality.

At first I thought there wouldn’t be much going on here. I usually don’t like to share the things I write, too nervous about their reception. This being said I’ve found WordPress to actually be a great, friendly community, and have so far really enjoyed sharing with you all. So much so that I have been trying to post every day.

Phen is one of my favorite poets!

This is one of my favorite poems by him:

Phantasma

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I fell in love to the music of your night,

Laying my soul bare at your feet,

As naked as our interlocking bodies

On that fatefully metamorphic night,

–

Who knows when love takes flight?

Is it simply there inside a heart?

Through echoes of connections

We fool senses to abandoned defences,

–

Sweet emotive taste came forcefully,

Holding tight and firm to the faint fever

Of faces in your mirror, And all I asked?

Hope, longing, one love, one lifetime,

–

Were we so young for foolish dreaming?

In your eyes I never lived, shackled,

Blind to every scene in our romance,

Your perfect face paraded pretence

–

Of hearts purpose, a masquerade,

And now I am the phantom, ever lost

To your narcissistic memories,

Yet you still do not see all I gave

–

To feel your longing through dark light,

To each other we are nothing more

Than the ghosts of so many years ago,

Faded notes denying the music of the night.

–

Phen Weston

To me, Phen is a great writer, a wonderful person and a lovely friend. I love writing and talking with him. He’s awesome.

Dear Phen, this is for you.

 

Lots of Love

Patty