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Killeen, TX, US

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No Regrets

by

Brhe

She slit her slender wrist with a knife
as sharp as a freshly broken piece of glass,
and fell with no regrets.

The blood, as red as a spring rose,
ran down her long slim finger
onto the soft white carpet below.

She did not try to stop the bleeding,
it was like all her pain being released
with every drop of blood that fell.

She died because of a broken heart...
her heart is broken no more.


Truth

by

Brhe

Why is it so hard to tell the truth?

Hours of waiting,
with no word from you.
Hurting and crying,
all the day through.

Spending no time with your family,
as if you care.
According to you,
we're not even here.

Why is it so hard to tell the truth?

A bottle of booze
is all you need.
To hide, to hurt,
to make me bleed.

If only you understood
what it could be,
to just have love
unconditionally.

Why is it so hard to tell the truth?


Where do I run?

by

Brhe

As I sit here pondering
over the darkest moment of my existance,
I am not reminded of any joy or laughter.
I can only see the wrong turns
I took down the paths of life,
and dream of the end to come.
As numbness fills my heart,
and darkness fills my head,
I wonder...where do I go from here,
where do I run?
Does anyone really know the answer?


work in progress

by

Brhe

As I sat in the dark room
I could only hear the beating of my heart,
thump
thump
thump
Every beat became faster.
My heart began to flutter,
and I felt as if it would jump from my chest.
Pain came like a spring storm,
it was there and gone in the same instant.
My body was defeated by numbness,
my head was overtaken by clouds.

that's all I got so far, what do you think?


ABC's

by

Brhe

I want to go back to my ABC's,
a time when the world was new.

When all that mattered was mom and dad,
and they told me what to do.

No morgage or bills to worry about,
no stress in my life at all.

Where I was fearless and could do anything,
and dad would catch me if I should fall.

Oh to be young and free again,
would be a blistful thing.

Of fairytales with happy endings
and horses with golden wings.

I suppose I should go back to the adult world now,
of rules and responsibilities.

But I will continue to dream of the days
when I learned my ABC's.


Failed All Three

by

Brhe

I wanted to write you some poetry,
but that didn't happen today.

The words didn't come out right,
and I couldn't think of what to say.

I tried to draw you a picture,
but it was not to be.

The paper and pencil had a fight,
it was quite a sight to see.

I thought I would make you something instead,
to always remember me by.

But after the glue got stuck to my head,
I had to throw up my hands and sigh.

I want you to know that I tried my best,
to show you how I feel.

And even though I failed all three,
my sentiment is very real.