Category: Poetry

Fade Away

It takes 60 days to forget a face I have never been more frightened than I am right now My mind can’t focus a tear wells up but never leaves my eyes My nerves are unsteady It takes 90 days to forget a name I can barely keep my hands from trembling My heel keeps…

Sincerely PTSD

  Hello My Friend, Well, I think you might need to take a seat for this one. Well, here it is friend, I think I have been holding you back way too long now. I can see the urge in your eyes to get out and mingle freely without having to babysit me on this…

Where I Come From

Where I come from Where I come from, There is no time to feel sorry for one’s self, There is no time for self loathing  or self pity, Because your life was never to worry about yourself but to serve others, Where I come from, Pain is weakness slowly leaving the body, Crying is for…

Sad Day

I dedicate this poem to my loving aunty, Tui Enesi. Words cannot express how I much I love you and how grateful we are as a family to have had you in our lives. You have always been a beautiful person. Selfless in all that you did, you always searched for the good in people…

Remember

Photo Credit: Sue Hardin Divorce is one of the most common phenomenons that happens in the military. Service members are asked to spend ungodly amounts of time away from there family’s and willfully no questions asked. Most often then not they return changed and not quite the same as when they left, finding very hard…

A Soldier’s Eyes

A Soldier’s eyes never stop seeing, The miles behind him, The miles yet to come, The milestones he’s never celebrated, A Soldier’s eyes never stops seeing, The tears from their mothers, The backs of their fathers, The countryman they forgot, A Soldier’s eyes never stops seeing, The straining scowl of his brow, The fading glint…

I am a Sergeant

This is one of my first poems when I was just starting out. I like this one. I was pretty mad at some of the new Soldiers and all of their bitching and complaining. I just kind of had enough of it and wrote this poem. I hope you like it. When I say I…

Ripples

This one is short and sweet. The story behind this is mine alone, but I hope you like the poem. Your final tear, Sent ripples, Across miles of calm waters, I can no longer see, My reflection, I still hope the waters calm,

Freedom

What does it mean to be free? Free from your thoughts, And the horrors they bring. Free to close my eyes and roam the night, Without the creatures that lurk in the dark. I once hunted that which now haunts me, I once taught those that now live in my soul, I once cared for…

In Service of Others

In service of others, I was raised; never do for you, always better to give then to receive. Honor your mother and father; protect your brothers and sisters. Be kind to those who deserve it; be just to those in whom you serve. Punish all who violate, murder, rape, or steal. Show love and compassion…