Poem about suspicion

Suspicion

Starts to dawning sun rises and illuminates,

now there's nothing that relates,

on us and these are our fates,

we are now not even mates,

It is because of your suspicion,

which distracted your cognition,

which ended our mission,

and our common Edition,

our edition about love and life,

which was slit like with a knife,

and it ended up with strife,

It's lack of faith which is so rife,

for that reason we need to believe,

so we can forgive,

and in harmony live when we doubt leave,

so we can without a doubt our love to give.

Holiday poem

In this beautiful winter frosty day

when holidays decide to little stay,

 and Jingle Bells have something to say

with their unforgettable sound

which is ringing all around

with their ringing that we are hearing

giving to us that musical joy

so that everyone with smile on face can enjoy

when snow flakes are falling from the sky

and touches our smile which glowing in our eye

like Christmas tree lights stars and candles

leaving us in that feeling peaceful and marvels

new year's eve is approaching clock is ticking

countdown starts just a few seconds and 3,2,1

happy new year to everyone.

Poem about love - it will be good for both of us

Falling in the deep,

trying not to sleep,

demons will occupy my mind,

if i stay in that condition blind,

don't you leave me there,

I was with you everywhere,

now is your turn to share,

your time with me dear,

please don't disappear,

give me hug and be here,

my eye will be full of tear,

is it so damn hard if i ask,

don't consider this as a task,

if you don't love me go and rest,

do what you think that is best,

it will be good for both of us,

we won't be under the glass,

we will break this chain,

we don't have to sustain,

this is converted in some kind of obligation,

that is worst from any separation.

Short and sad story about love an hard life

Cliff

It was raining I was running I can not remember where, I suddenly came to a cliff and scared that I'll fall, I was startled and woke up it was just a dream. I got up in my head passed different thoughts, then I remembered that I need to visit my girlfriend, because I have not seen her long ago, I miss it. I was looking for the car keys and I could not find them I was looking for in drawers, cabinets then I remembered to look at the my coat but have not were there, Then I looked at Samantha's coat maybe are there, and They were here I found it, but I'm also in her pocket found a piece of paper, I opened and read it but I still did not understand what it was, it seemed to me as a result of clinical findings. I wondered what it could be, and at the same time I was scared that something is wrong with Samantha's findings, as I was concerned I decided to go to the doctor to tell me what kind of results are,  I took the address that was written on paper and left I do the clinic, I asked the nurse to call the doctor that I wanted to talk with him because I have a certain ambiguity regarding the findings, the nurse called the doctor and she told me to wait, the doctor came in and told me to come to his consulting room, I was presented him and said, I am Samantha's boyfriend, and I found these results that she been examined in your clinic, and I ask you to explain them to me, because are not clear to me. This is how things stand; said, and began to speak: your girlfriend has cancer on the uterus that is malign, and must as soon as possible to be underwent surgery, so that treatment would be successful. I was in shock and fear overwhelmed me, I began to tremble, doctor saw that I was in shock and told me to calm down and there is no reason to panic said, your girlfriend will be underwent surgery and will be all right because that we discovered the disease on time, then it was easier for me, but the doctor told me that, after the surgery will not be able to have children. I'm fall again in shock, because we rejoiced that we will soon be married and have children, but apparently none of that. I have to make peace with destiny because Samantha's health is in the first place. After that I went to her, she did not say anything about clinical findings she pretended that everything was fine, then she called me into the room to talk, and I thought that now she will tell to me  what I had imagined, but she said she was no longer interested in our relationship it would be best to break up. But why my love; said: we should soon get married, then I decided to tell her that I know about her illness and took out of my pocket, her medical findings and asked her is this because of this, tell me?? I know you're sick! she just smiled bitterly and tear fell from her eye, and she said that is nothing. She got up she went to the cupboard and took from a drawer a paper and told me this is my ticket definitive, and irreversible in eternity. And that was the end of us and farewells. It's been five years since then, I did not forgot her and still I visit her grave.

Short story about life - dark story

Dark story

 

I remember when I was still a little boy my mom always said with sad eyes and angry voice, that I do not trust anyone, not even the nearest. I asked her mom why, and she said, people are evil, take care.
Have passed since then many years I had grown up and left. I have not seen my mother for a long time and I decided to visit her, it was summer, my mother lived in the suburbs. When I arrived, nothing has changed, she just had a few more wrinkles on the face, and she was still wore mourning clothes, when we sat down to talk I asked her why you still wear black, for whom mourning. Because I can not get clear that even after so many years of wearing black, black since I can remember. She sighed and told me; it is time to tell me a sad and dark truth, why is she wrapped in black. Began in to talk: when you were a baby you had a sister who was 16 years old, I was shocked and asked her why she did not say that before, and she just bent down her head and said, that i don't ask questions that she will now tell everything, and that from this day will be all clear to me why it is as it is. You had a sister, she was pretty she had black hair and beautiful black eyes and skin like snow, she had a boyfriend who really loved her and she loved him of course. That day we celebrate since she passed the driving test, got a driver's license. Then she went with her boyfriend at the disco that night. They were up late into the night, and they were both drunk he was so drunk he could not stand on his feet, and she was tipsy, and it was time to go home as he could not drive, she took the keys and vehicles drunk, she was not driving fast, and if she was drunk she was always careful. Emerged from the street where was disco on the main road, on that road which are always a drive fast, and she was not an experienced driver, suddenly came out on the road and all of a sudden they hit a big truck and your sister died on the spot, and he was broken but  had survived the crash. I froze when my mother told me that. When we heard the tragic news from the hospital I was not myself these days, because I was sedated, your father was struck dumb after the funeral, we were at home, since you was still a baby. I had to somehow gather the strength to go on, to bring you up, but your father was not well for days, he was silent, and after a few days had disappeared. That day he was not at home all day, in the evening police came to tell me to ask for your father, because he was seen to entered in the hospital, and after his visit your sister's boyfriend was dead, and already has begun to recovering, and for several days was supposed to get out of the hospital. Police said that he was the prime suspect for his death. When the police left, he came back home, I told him that the police was here, and he was silent, as in previous days, in the morning when I woke up, and he was not at home that morning, I received a call from the police that your father went to report himself because he killed your sister's boyfriend. I was shocked I was cold sweat beaded up, I screamed, I wanted to kill myself, and I could no longer bear such a tragedy, tears and pain.
and suddenly you're cried and reminded me that I need for you to move on. I went to the prison to visit your father, just to tell him one thing and that is that he is dead to me, and this is the last time to see him, and he just said that: it will be so. I went home I wanted to forget everything I packed up all the stuff and I decided to sell the house where we lived for so many years. We went to your grandmother house, We were at her place until I sold our house, when I finally sold we bought this house. You had two years when I received a call from the prison that your father hanged himself in prison, I went to the funeral to send off him and visit daughter's grave, and since then I wear black my son. These were the hardest moments in my life when I lost husband and child. I did not want anything to tell you, you were still small and I did not want to to burden you, but I knew that one day I will have to tell you the truth about your sister and father and here that day has come.

Short story about love - Dawn and twilight

Dawn and twilight

It's begun to dawning  the sun start to rise at the horizon, I opened the window to catch that moment of fresh morning dawn, Now that everything is still quiet, mystical Just a half hour, and you'll wake to hug and kiss me, darling I know it's so every morning. The day was beautiful and sunny, the two of us our love and tranquility.

I sighed and said to myself: if only this lasts forever. As usual you are got ready and went to work, and I continued with my usual activities. It's been a noon I made  your favorite meal, since you're supposed to come in a few minutes. With a smile and with love I set the table, picked flowers, fragrant red roses,

 I accidentally be stung on rose thorn,  it's began to leak blood, suddenly caught me wind of shudder, The phone rang, so I ran and I thought, surely calls to tell me how it will be late, I picked up the phone and heard a male voice asked me, are you Mrs. Smith I said that I am, unfortunately, we have very sad news for you, your husband has had an accident and died on the spot. I knelt down on my knees I was overwhelmed by shudder and the terrible fear. I started to shout that this is not true I argued that it must be someone else, that's got to be a mistake. I immediately went to the hospital and entered the morgue, medical examiner lifted the sheet, I looked and saw that it was him,  my beloved, my favorite my whole life crashed I fell into unconsciousness, and then, I do not remember anything anymore.

Prose poem about life - Sin or smile

Sin or smile

New morning is a new day for me is, as it was all new, but what remains the same sins behind me, and they are not forgotten, do not forgotten so easily as a smile, a kind word, a hug. If I forget them , if I were back at the beginning, or to make them even more, again. But one thing is for sure, I'd like to look forward to, I would have better memories than sinful.