CRYSTAL B. SMITH

CRYSTAL B. SMITH Poems

Once I did not know him
A little girl wanted nothing more but to be beside him
He kept saying 'he would be there' but did not show
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Waiting...Waiting for my true love, waiting for that once in a lifetime feeling.

Waiting...Waiting for my time to show no fear and stand up against them.
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Alcoholism is never kind, it tears apart a human soul
It will tear apart a marriage, Alcoholism will tear what is new to old.

A little girl needs her mother, the moteher is passed out from too much alcohol.
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The wolves start howling in the wind
Another version without sin

They howl for sorrow and for a better tommorrow
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Can she see that I can't breathe
Can she hear my heartbeat
Can she tell that everytime I look at her I can not breathe.
You take my breathe away.
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Little kitten plays with a ball of yarn
Little kitten licks up its milk
Little kitten lays on my lap
Little kitten grows up to be a big cat
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A friend is there to call upon
A friend is there for the good and the bad
A friend is there for a shoulder to cry on
A friend there for the new place in your heart, And your heart belongs to that friend
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I'm in agony the pain I feel is deep, So deep I don't know where it ends and my soul begins.
Agony and pain over what I must decide, The grass over there looks so nice but I know it will leave a rash.
The side I'm on is nice but pushes me too far and asks too much from me.
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Her eyes are a soft grey, the kind that makes me melt
Her beautiful face I always love to see
The way she makes me laugh and smile, she knows what it is to have a great personality
She always has a smile on her face, I just want to be with her forever
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Leaving on a new trip, A new place to be
A new beginning, A new step to who I am.
Filled with hope and scared of what I've become.
Hope to find a new love, A love to be my true self and prosper.
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My mother is one of my closest friends.
She knows everything and knows what is best for me.
She knows that I will always be there for her.
Through the drinking and the bloodest years and back.
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Once you make a friend you don't feel alone anymore.
You form a bond and you rely on each other.
A friend the one you can laugh, cry and act wild with.
A friend the one you can trust, you can tell your secrets and stories to.
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Have a very special day, for a very special person like you
A very special cake and gifts, for a party that you deserve
You are so special to many different people
But to me you are the same person I met a long time ago full of energy and can make me laugh at the dropp of a hat
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I hold your ashes in my hand, trying to remember what you look like.
The smell, your voice its so hard to say goodbye.
After almost 3 years have come and gone it seems like yesterday when you left.
Our hearts still so broken.
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To be alone...
Loneliness is my other half...
You learn alot about yourself...
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You are perfect, look at you?

From the stylish clothes to the way you have your hair.
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17.

The Angels are among us living, breathing and watching
The Angels are among the people that we want to be
Is there an Angel in you?
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When and where do I stand with these feelings?

Where do I go from here?
Do you feel something when you look at me?
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Moments before a storm
Built up energy, waiting for the moment to erupt
Whirlwinds kick up dust
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When I wanted to cry you weren't there

When I wanted someone to talk to you weren't there
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The Best Poem Of CRYSTAL B. SMITH

My Father

Once I did not know him
A little girl wanted nothing more but to be beside him
He kept saying 'he would be there' but did not show

A teenager hated her father, for he wasn't there and she didn't want him there.
Filled with anger and pain that was from her father.

A young woman now over all the childish games wants to have a relationship with her father.
They converse and he says he is sorry, they set up plans to spend time together.

But one day he has a heart attack and stolen away too early
The girl crys and calls out for her father but he doesn't hear her.

The girl will remember her father not for what he did, but for the memories of him.

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Muhammed Ghandi 21 February 2012

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