Poems about second


№ 1209532

February twenty-second, two thousand fifteen

His tears were like ice cubes,
Frozen in my heart, making me feel
His cold rush of sadness and in that moment,
It was as clear as water how I felt about him.
It was love.
It had to be.
How else could I feel my stomach in my throat
And my own tears welling up
When I saw those red-rimmed eyes look up at me?
It was love and I was doomed.

february,  fifteen,  second,  twenty.

Author: Carly Laskowski
Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1209188

Hopes second chance

Superman on kryptonite,
Why because it makes me feel alright,
Like rocky Balboa going into a fight,
As a try to save the world I die,
No obvious signs I'm hurt alone I cry,
I fight to survive but don't care if I die,
If in the end no one cares why even try.
It's a new day today,
For the first time I feel better than okay,
An uphill battle still lies ahead,
Yet im smiling thanking god that I'm not dead,
Round 15 I'm still standing with a chance to win,
Anything is possible if you're willing to go the distance

chance,  hopes,  second.

Author: Bobby forget
Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1209147

Spring on The Second Story

The poisonous cherries have blossomed outside my pane.
And with a deadly tilt out my second story window
I can kiss their blushing hearts.
I lean over and out
And smell spring
In the air.
I'm another mutt howling in heat
Gift me with your treat
Another blushing heart with beat.
Cherry blossoms dripping rain
Liquid fragrance feast.
I'll kiss your petals.
Secret meadows
Bring me spring fever satisfaction.

second,  spring,  story.

Author: Lee
Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1208696

I deserve a second chance

I deserve a second chance
But you were a fool and rush into his hands
You said you wouldn't fall for his trap
I guess that was just crap

We both made mistakes
But come on we could have taken breaks
I have always loved you
Now look at what you're putting me through

I forgave you for everything
For breaking my trust, for lying, and for cheating
Oh I wasn't even mad
Just sad

I still want you back
Who does that?
I deserve a second chance
Come on, let me give you some romance

chance,  deserve,  second.

Author: Vinod Padarat
Date: 05/04/2020

№ 1206440

Race Has No Second Place

When I say,
Eeny, Meanie, Miney, Moe,
You know what follows,
Today's children don't know.
Should we be shamed,
Though blameless,
Called racist and supremacist.
I learned those words long after the rhyme,
Losing innocence with time.
Can I still call you Whitey
If my skin is...
Well, different from Whitey's.
I'd be stupid
To catch a tiger
By the toe;
PETA would skin me.

place,  race,  second.

Author: Francie Lynch
Date: 03/04/2020

№ 1205592

Second Choice

I was never the first to anyone. Never the favorite. Never the beloved. I was always who they chose when they ran out of ideas. When they need a scapegoat. Or when they need a safety net. That was me.

No one would willingly choose me. And I don't understand why. Am I lacking in anything? Do I need to do something before you choose me? Tell me.

I've always wondered: why does no one want me? I can never be the first one my parents love, I'm the last they concieved. I also can't be the one people love, and I don't understand. I've done everything you wanted, yet still you choose someone else.

Can I ever not be the second choice?

choice,  second.

Author: Ruby
Date: 03/04/2020

№ 1204849

Second Childhood

In autumn
I try to imagine
That cooling nights
Are only Spring

I imagine
Planting the garden
But old Frost
Reminds me
That second childhood
Is only the precursor
Of winter's death.

childhood,  second.

Author: Don Bouchard
Date: 02/04/2020

№ 1204137

Ten minutes and one second

To decide are you better now
Has the hand of fate made you wiser
Richer or more prolific

Is that not enough time
To decipher truth and reason and rhyme
Or I will give you ten more

And will that make the differences
To make you perfect then
Then is what I look at

Now needs to be studied
Amplified sung seen
Now is all there is

For certain and so fleeting
As to where it is or where it needs to be
But, if one

Calms hisself himself herself its being
Enough now comes crystal clear

Cleanses the past de-worries the future
Doesn't depend on fair skies or riches
Now is breathing

Is all we have
Is something the Philosophers

It is hard to grasp now and hold her down
In fact it's impossible
But if you can try

To live in the now
Then then becomes passe

minutes,  second,  ten.

Author: wordvango
Date: 01/04/2020