My Poetry

By shadowquill

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Short Historically based poem. More

My Poetry
Shadows
Poetry Column: Angels on Earth
Into the Ink Stained Yonder
Triumphant
Only Alone
Fallen Angel
Hearts Haven
The Wood
Wolf Pack
The Knight
Twilight
A Hero
The Mother
Sight
A Part Of Me
The Rose
Aether
The Chicken Limerick
Tracks of Truth
Under the Valley Sun
Curse of the Roses
Poverty? Man...that dont exist!
Poetry Competion
A Point To Love
My Reason To Fly
Tired
The Collection
Unexpected Phone Call
Daisies
Sixteen
Lovers Tide
Cling
The Unlocked Door
Sing Little Bird
Historical Poetry: Barbed Wire Shrouds
Historical Poetry: Where No Poppies Shall Grow
Historical Poetry: No Greater Gift: A poem on the Christmas Truce of WWI
Historical Poetry: Sentinels
Historical Poetry: Where The Poppies Grow
My Heart
Wash Me Away
On the day of the Christmas Truce in 1914
The Dilemma of the Dancing Horses
Wall Flowers
Water Birds
wages: historical poem
Forbidden Love
A Pale Face
The Epitaph
Deja vu in the hallway
Bitter Backwater
A Gathering of Puddles
Maneuvers
Growing Up
Untitled Part 60

Never Thought To Look

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By shadowquill


I never thought to look,


Beyond the rim of a glass,


For an answer to a prayer I thought I forgot,


You must think me crazy now,


For looking at the bottom,


And thinking of you,


Of how I should never do the things I do,


And yet I do, because I forgot how to love you



When the bells rang that day,


I still knew your name,


I would praise you and raise my voice on high,


But after that stormy night,


After our first fight,


I felt my faith starting to slip,


Disapearing after her one way trip



I never thought to look,


Beyond the rim of a glass,


For an answer to a prayer I thought I forgot,


You must think me crazy now,


For looking at the bottom,


And thinking of you,


Of how I should never do the things I do,


And yet I do, because I forgot how to love you


I feel like Ive lost it all,


Except for the whiskeys call,


But the whiskey goes and my mouth runs dry,


And I find myself starting to cry,


I need someone to love,


To wipe away my tears,


To offer me haven from sorrows and fears,


And then I remember the way,


The preacher would always say,


You love even the lost little lambs



I never thought to look,


Beyond the rim of a glass,


For an answer to a prayer I thought I forgot,


You must think me crazy now,


For looking at the bottom,


Of an empty glass,


And thinking of you,


Of how I should never have done the things that I did,


And yet I do, because I'm learning how to love you,


Once again


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