Insight


Some people write their poetry in the shadows.
Some people seem to like what I write;
But if everybody reads my poetry and stays hiding in the shadows,
How can I know what is right without a little insightful advice?


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

So easy


The words must flow without delay.
A writer’s block must be kept at bay,
By constant thoughts and creative work.
When the page is blank, you must find the words.


If you lose your faith in the fact you have talent,
You cannot just give up on opportunity, you must grab it;
For now is your time to seize the day,
For tomorrow will always be too late.


If you procrastinate, you will do nothing.
If you try; what more could you possibly give?
You can only do your best and if you do find the right words,
Then in the end you will have succeeded.


With empty thoughts and a head without,
Just write something, anything and the good will out.
If you begin, then you will see,
That you can accomplish meaning.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

This Generation


We’re a generation of single mothers.

Generation X; a generation of sinners.

The jilted generation, rejected by society;

Look down upon, thought less of,

Underestimated…just as we wish to be.


(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

How time flies on by
We all share that worry about the future
We all want to live and not just exist
a life many of us share on the
R    E    G   U   L   A   R
I've got many dreams
many broken
many dead
BUT
STILL

THE
TIME
I have here
I need to be sure
it's not wasted in anyway
I don't know if I'll ever love someone
enough to have, to hold, to love and trust
because I don't have that security TO trust a man
with my heart for the rest of my life especially with my
past experiences
WITH MEN

A   N   D
Everyone tells me of the
miracle and spiritual aspect of having children but
that's the FURTHEST thing from my mind.
Right now I have to be selfish
and focus on me and me
alone because there is
so much that I
missed out
on AND

IF I'M
honest,
I want to make up for the time I'll never get back
with the very few I love and trust and care
about in this short strand of life
Though I am grateful to be
given things that I now
have, It's time that
I work on
GIVING

MYSELF
the things I
didn't have and with that
in mind, I'll do all I can to sustain a
happy life of security all the way around
BECAUSE


This life is mine to live.

Hell hounds
The buying of souls
I once met the Devil
Down at the cross roads
Deals were struck
In poetic prose
I rhymed myself
In to Hell's hold

And now whips of flames
Await my last breath
Mere songs and word
The demons all laugh
Eternal flesh laid to waste
Beware
The Devil wears
   A friendly face...

when i was 7 i cracked my head open with glass
and blood covered my head
i didn't go to the hospital
i didn't even tell anyone

i never saw the glass really coming
it happened in just a split second
i hardly even felt it
it stung
but i was too worried about the glass
and how i was going to clean it
before my parents came home
my mom always liked to keep her house clean
so i had to pick it up

when i was 13
my best friend had her first heartbreak
i was doing homework
because i was so behind
but she called me crying
and asked if she could come over
i held her for two hours
while she sobbed into my sweatshirt
and when she left
i didn't even get a thank you

i try so hard to make everyone feel content and happy
then sit in my room
and wonder why i'm so sad
but it's because
all i do is bleed for people
and they never even hand me a bandaid