Yours and Mine

I will start off with my own poems and then have other people’s poems. I want to make sure that these other poems get credit, they are not my own. I either have the writer’s name already there or the website where I found the poem.

MINE

Superpower

Did you know?
Apparently, I have a superpower.
To be selectively invisible.
It seems like only when I am around you
I can’t even say hello or get your attention because you’re not even
Glancing.
No one even knows how frustrating it is
To have met in a serendipitous way
But to be forgotten even faster.
Aren’t superpowers supposed to be to my advantage?
Not this time.

Francis

Mayday mayday!
Francis is sputtering
Barely even uttering
A word.
Not at her finest.
Working hard to offer me what I want
But is really just a mess.

Actions Speak Louder Than Words

You loudly say,
“I don’t trust you.”
It gives a pretty bad first impression.
But you’re the only one talking
Not even giving the un-trustee a chance.

Picture Perfect

You can’t see
Behind the picture,
You can’t hear
All the noise.

Not Real, Just Thoughts

I think morbid thoughts
When I hear that siren.
I think morbid thoughts
When I am driving and
wonder what would happen after the crash.
I think morbid thoughts
When I look at my sleeping aides
And wonder what it would taste like
To sleep forever.

The stories that need to be affirmed

To me, it seems easier to advocate for others
To be able to identify the wrong in their situation
To be able to come to a solution.
What is the right step?
Because it is not me,
It is easier to see colors for what they are.

While if it were me,
I would question is red really red?
It could be something else.
I would question my own eyes and my own thoughts.
What if I was wrong?
I would belittle my feelings.
“It’s not that big of a deal.”

Why is it so hard to believe in ourselves?

We can love others,
But isn’t this love just a small version
of what love could look like?
Because if we don’t love ourselves
How can we truly help and love others?

Get Lost Golden Boy

I don’t need you
All the good you’ve supposedly have done
What does that have to do with me?
I don’t need good words about you from others

You certainly have a charm,
But unless you are sincere in all aspects
That won’t do you any good.

Good looks only get you so far
Good words only get you so far
Just show up and be all there
When you are with me.

Or else I don’t need you
Golden boy.

YOURS