Posted in 2018, family, fight, Love, Mother, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Pray, Trust

A mother

What’s a mother.

I may not be one yet, but I do know

What one is because what my mother shows me every day.

Trust we may not get along all the time.

But one thing for sure she never turns her back on her kids.

A mother

Prays for you

Teach you right from wrong

Love you

Be there for you no matter how bad you mess up.

A mother you say.

Visit here and there

Isn’t what make you a mom.

Saying I love you but not

Doing what you should for them

Yea they say you carry them

But are you raising them?

Are you showing them the correct way how to be a mother?

A mother huh?

Can you remember a time

You stayed up with them through

Night.

Maybe sitting at the kitchen table trying figure out a math problem.

A mother job is never done.

Walking out on your kid/kids

Because things got rough.

You were dedicated to the streets then

Your babies.

A mother

Isn’t you.

But hey I’m a sit back and watch

Things unfold.

A mothers love is

Unbreakable.

To be one.

You need to learn love like

No other.

Fight like it’s your last breath

Take that last mile

To show them

I love you.

9/24/18

PJ

Not really finish yet. Seems to be missing something.

Posted in 2018, God, poem, Poetic, Poetry

Autumn

You have finally arrived but still

Feeling that summer vibe.

I’m so ready to dress for the occasion even though

my body may prove me wrong.

The way the leaves change from green to red.

To wow us with its arrival.

I’m thinking of boots, different leggings to

even long sleeve shirts.

Autumn

Are you here?

Do you sense me?

I love when the change of the weather greets me.

It’s like a gift from God

To be blessed to see another season

9/23/18

PJ

Posted in 2011, 2018, AWARENESS, fight, God, Health, My Journey, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Scar

My scars
Tell a story
Some may think
Im addict
Im not Feenin
For drugs
Im Feenin
For nomore pain
My scars
Tells a story
Of me fighting
Sickle Cell Disease
My life
Is not yours
God gave me
This life
To share it and hopefully
Educate the World
On my illness
My scars
Tells a story

12/13/11

PoeticJourney

 

I have shared this poem before and wanted to share it once again. This month is sickle cell awareness month.  With so many of us dying each and every day. I had to the need to share it one more.

 

Posted in 2017, family, My Journey, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry

Fathers Day

Oh how much I’m thankful for you
Almost lost you.
Still, see you as my hero
Your my rock
Some days you drive me crazy
But your my ole man
I love you dearly
You were there when I was sick
When I had hip surgery
You stayed with me
Push me to get better so I come home
You the man
That’s showing me the kind man I need
Today is all about you
We honor you
I love you to the moon and back
Happy Fathers Day!
6/18/17
By: PJ

Posted in 2017, Children, Death, family, poem, Poetic, Poetry

Quit Saying…

Quit saying
Not my child
Not my child
Too many children dying young
We need start doing our jobs to protect them
We have to stop forgetting where the parents and not they friends
We have forgotten the value of life
We’re killing our young generation
Poison they mind
They have turned to social media
For attention…
We have stopped caring till it’s too late
Not my child
Not my child
I’m sick and tired of seen missing children
When are we going to start making time for different things
And focus on our children…
First thing to come out your mouth is
Not my child
Not my child
Stop it
And watch what’s going on
Going on

6/17/17

By: PJ
P.S this poem truly touches me deeply. After learning young girl lost her life. Missing child, devasted mom, town coming together as one. Praying for a safe return, having our hearts broken when her body is turned up. We got to do better without kids. Keep an eye on them and who we bring around them. Too many have gone missing and not return, are to return in a body bag. What the hell going on with the world harming children.

Posted in 2017, Children, family, God, Love, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry

Happy Birthday

 

Today is your day.

We are celebrating you…

I hope you enjoy your day

God has made for you.

I can’t believe you not a baby

anymore..

Today you turn 9,

where has the time gone?

I remember when I use

to wake up in the middle of

the night, when you’re cried….

You are my love…

Today is your day…

We are celebrating you…

Your day is today…

Happy Birthday baby girl

Auntie loves you…

~PJ~

5/14/17

Every year since she been born, I try to write a poem dedication to her. Time truly flies.

Posted in 2012, 2017, heart, Love, Love Journey, My Journey, My Love Journey, poem, Poetic, Poetry

Just Maybe…

just maybe

I’m missing you…

And wanting you back…

Just Maybe…

but I refuse to let you back in

Just Maybe…

Just Maybe…

Just Maybe…

I catch myself thinking of you

but I refuse to pick up the phone

and crawl back…

Maybe I’m Missing You….

Do that make me a fool?

Just Maybe…

Just Maybe…

Just Maybe…

I’m missing you…

But the lies you told…

was too many…

So many lies told…

So many tears shed…

Maybe…

Maybe…

Just Maybe…

I could be missing you…

Thinking of you…

hoping for  a different outcome

Lastnight..

My heart beating to you…

Just Maybe…

Just Maybe…

Just Maybe…

I’m Missing You…

10/14/12

~PJ~

Another poem from the past that I would like to add to my love Journey. Do enjoy and let me know what you think. God Bless:)

Posted in 2010, God, heart, Love, Love Journey, My Journey, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Pray

Thru Your Eye’s

I see the man…

God created you to be…

Thru Your Words.

I feel your pain,

and emotions you had

to endure alone.

Let Me …

Heal You.

just these once.

Let Me.

Be Your

Shoulder..

for support.

Thru Your Eye’s

and Word’s

I see the change in you.

Thru Your Action.

I see so much in you.

Your Love…

Your Soul…

Your Heart…

When will you learn..

I’m here for you,

even when things get rough…

I can’t be there for you…

if you don’t open up to me…

Thru Your Eye’s.

you seem to be against the world

on your own…

You lose someone who

can’t take being shut out…

You lose a love…

that never can be replaced…

I don’t think I can let

myself love you anymore…

Everytime..

I give you part of my heart…

You hurt me…

Thru Your Words…

I feel…

but don’t return the love…

Thru Your Eye’s…

I can’t see who

God wanted you to be.

You Lose Some…

You Win Some…

You Lost Me…

because you couldn’t

understand how a real woman

could love you

and be there for you…

Thru My Eye’s

You still hurt from the last one

Thru My Words…

I can’t even seem to care like

I use too…

I have changed so much over the past

few weeks…

Your Love…

use to…

touch me in every way…

Now It can’t even melt

the ice from my cold heart…

Thru My Soul…

I’m done with the

back and forth…

I pray you made it where God

Want you to be…

Let the next woman…

guide you thru your

hard times…

Let me hear about it…

And..

Not take it with you…

Thru My Words…

I’m done with you…

No lost love…

No Nothing…

Let My Actions…

Speak Louder Than Ever…

“Boom Boom”

Justice Bn Serve…

Poetic

12/26/2010

God Bless

A poem I wrote years ago and wanted to share it with you all.  I believe it’s good to see how far you come with writing. I can’t believe it been that long since I wrote this piece on here. The poem will be dedicated to love journey. Do enjoy and God Bless

Posted in 2016, fight, Goodbye, Heart, Love, Love Journey, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Uncategorized

Fight the Feelings…

Fight the Fall

I can see myself falling…

in love with man….

I can’t have…..

I seem to always…

get put in this position….

Why we want what we can’t…

have?

I tell my heart to stay on guard..

because his my weakness…

It’s like diving head first…

and think later…

Why the hell you making me feel..

this way?

I love been free…

without remorse….

I’m screwed…

while you here…

I see myself loving you…

While fighting my heart…

I don’t want love here…

What happen to fun and freedom….

Did I mess up falling for you….

YES!!!

Did I FUCK UP, letting you back..

in my bed?

HELL YEA!!!!

I hate that I let my guard break once again..

When will I learn?

I’m falling and fighting myself?

I so hate…

feeling so confuse…

You cloud my judgement…

I’m over here over thinking..

and still fucked up…

I’m falling..

while fighting regret…

I regret that one last chance to go there with you..

that one last chance to put my feelings in the air..

I regret opening myself to a man who isn’t ready..

I fail to realize to not see I couldn’t control..

how my feelings would react when you walk back in..

How did I let my heart get chip…

dent…

I regret everything that has happen in the past week..

But then again I can’t say…

I really regretted it…

It was meant to happen, so I could open…

my eyes to you..

I was hoping he would open

his eyes to reality…

but as someone brought to my attention..

I fucked that up by being..

unexperienced….

What do we do when regrets seem to take over..

But at the back of your mind..

You screaming…

but words seem to betray you ..

and your emotions is taking over..

~PJ~

Not sure when I wrote it. I just know it was sometime last year. With different things I was going thru, and things other people were going thru. Just put my heart in my work and wrote.  I thought about changing some of the language, but at that point of my life. I was struggling so hope you enjoy..

Posted in 2016, heart, Love, Love Journey, My Journey, My Love Journey, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Relatonships

5/8/16

image

When you start not care anymore…
Moving on never felt so good…
It helps when they make it so..
Easy..
I Thank You..
You the REAL MVP..
I love you for helping me..
Let go…
The less I care..
The more Joy…
I feel inside..
I can’t complain…
When you showing me,
The true you…
I can only Thank You…
When care turns into…
Remorse..
That’s when you know stupid..
Finally..
Ran its course..
IM FREE..
AT LAST..

~PoeticJourney~
5/8/16

Wrote the poem while I was sick.  So much I had clear my mind/heart. Feels good when you let your heart do what it loves.. Let Go and express.. dedicated to My Love Journey..  No title as of yet..