lesbian genuine poetry

lesbian genuine poetry

it hurts her so
It hurts her so
,she was but a child
a fine bonny girl
who was quite wild

,He hates her she said
as she hid under the bed
hiding from words
that her mother said

when she was ten
she played up the tree
looking for love
with a hopefull plea

13 she became
stupid and inane
only playing with boys
was she insane?

15 was the day
that prayed on her mind
why oh why
is everyone unkind

then a man came a stalking
but did the kindness
come in walking
oh no he hated her so

then next she was unhappy
she must have been blind
no where could she go
he was so unkind

.brutal and wicked
her life became
drinking and drugs
she made everyone exclaim

prison oh dear she is so sad now
then suddenly she hears
her name said oh so slow

my darling my love
your different you know
.of course im different
as i got out of jail

.i think im going to live
to tell my tale
a long time has gone by
if only id known

i was different my love
im nobodys clone
im different now
30 years have gone by

iv had a good job
and never been high
my drinking has stopped
and my heart is repaired
but all of a sudden i think im scared

iv met a good woman
i love her so
but my past my come back
only we know

she answers my love
your heart is mine
dont tell me a lot
and we will be fine

your secrets are your
sand i still love you so
what ever youve done
youve made my life glow

love has come just in time
and i know her heart is mine
so never despair
you can win to
please dont let your heart be untrue.
Posted: 27-Apr-2006
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ETERNITY

I look in the mirror
What do I see?
Oh my dear
I don’t see me

My eyes are bleary
And slightly odd
My hair is stringy
Oh where is god

I smile so slightly
Oh yes its me
I see more clearly
Suddenly I see

A lovely smile
Skin like dew
Now I know
I haven’t a clue

Am I lovely?
A heart of gold
Why oh why
Am I suddenly cold?

Now im sixteen oh so pretty
The years have gone
I need no pity

My babe in arms
Smiles up at me
She loves me
She knows it’s me

Twenty five and still so fine
The years go by
My life is mine

Forty now and life is great
My kids have flown
And so has my mate

Sixty two and looking good
Lighting the fire
chopping the wood

seventy two oh dear oh dear
my eyes cannot see
they are not very clear

now im old and what do i see
suddenly clearly
i see me

so dont worry
your never to old
to find your eternity
and be so bold.

I hope all you readers like my poem,i will write a few every week,
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