YouBeea Poetry Collection

ED-1*

Collection-B @YouBeeA

*5 poems per Edition

Memories

Memories of lighter days the seasons and years so quickly change life is but a heartbeat upon eternity before death the imposter appears to take everything still this is a lovely game and the special ones yet live on so long as the memories remain

Day where Dreams are Born

What’s so wonderful I ask you now what’s so darn great about tomorrow it’s but a promise that may well vanish and a loan that you can never borrow I feel quite the same about the past our most dearly beloved yesterday any day you can’t relive or forgive may as well be a million miles away That leaves us only one day to live do not waste this special day I warn as today’s the day you’ve waited for it’s the day where dreams are born

Our Smallest Dreams

Empty forever afraid endlessly running hurting everyone who ever cared breaking everything I most desired hiding in the lonely shadows a child cries out in the darkness too late, far too late I see we’re only as large as our smallest dreams but a compilation, bits and pieces of everything we’re taught to believe

My Friends (Thank-you)

Here’s to my friends poetry and prose I’ve sang your praises for many a day you both loved me back so I suppose until came the day I’d nothing to say It’s crystal clear that it’s come to this writing only two minute fluffy little crap be this now the fate of my literary bliss I’d be far better served by taking a nap To continue writing nothing but drivel would of course be a grievous mistake so why carry on with whine and snivel knowing too well that I need a break

God was crying

O’er valleys low and mountains high one night I dreamt that I was flying it was indeed a most heavenly view then looking down I saw a little child alone, lost, frightened and crying looked again and began to smile it was me, yet not alone I knew God had been beside me all along and to my amazement I discovered that God, yes God was crying too