As promised I have a few more poems to add to the collection. I had an extended streak of inspiration one day. It’s kind of funny how that happens. One day none will come to mind – like today. All the words were there but they wouldn’t go down on paper quite like they sounded in my head. However other days the words just keep on coming, and sometimes don’t stop.
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Time moves slowly
whenever we are together.
Yet at the same time
it disappears in a flash.
Sometimes I fear
I may not be enough,
that I am not worthy of your beautiful love.
You are patient;
never rushing my feelings.
You are loving;
embracing all parts of me.
Life isn’t the same
as it used to be.
It has become better
than I ever though possible.
Time still moves slowly,
and it is still gone –
just as swiftly.
I still hope time stops.
I hope this lasts.
-Brianna Barcus. (Plakke)
Anxiety
Walls close in.
Breathing becomes difficult.
The world feels enormous.
Air is suffocating.
Noises are loud.
Everything is overwhelming.
Heart is pounding.
Small problems become large.
The sky comes falling down around you.
Panic sets in.
Terror engulfs.
All for no reason at all.
-Brianna Barcus. (Plakke)
Remember
It’s hard to remember –
you are strong,
when you feel weak.
you are brave,
when you are afraid.
So I will remind you.
It’s hard to remember –
you are smart,
when your thoughts confuse you.
you have a voice,
when the words don’t come.
So I will remind you.
You are intelligent,
you are kind,
you are courageous,
and most of all –
You are loved.
And if you forget,
I will remind you.
-Brianna Barcus. (Plakke)
i love you.
“I love you”
Is there in the way you say –
“Good morning”
or “Good night”
It’s there in the way you listen,
to good things and the bad.
When you hold me
without needing a reason.
When you spend time with me,
just for the sake of time.
It’s there in your smile,
your warmth,
and your strength.
It’s also there in –
every kind gesture of support.
In the way you laugh at my jokes –
no matter how bad they are.
It’s also there –
Whenever we get to share our days together.
Sometimes “I love you” is silent.
But as long as our hearts remain true.
It will always be there –
in everything we say or do.
-Brianna Barcus. (Plakke)
That’s it on the poems front for this week. Tomorrow starts “inktober” so keep an eye out for updates on that. Thank you! Have a great week!
-Brianna.
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