Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

Tag: insecurities

  • Poem: The Whispers to Behold – 04/12/19

    Poem: The Whispers to Behold – 04/12/19

     
    Sometimes I feel as though I’m unfairly judged,
     and though there are positives within me to behold,
     there may be negatives which make me seem like I am
     strange,
     weird,
     too eccentric,
     but truth be told:
     this is who I am, 
     I proudly do not fit into any plastic mould. 
      
     I do not adhere to specific rules and such,
     I make certain to express myself,
     not holding back and following convention,
     there is too much to know and feel in life
     than to be anything other than your radical self.
      
     I shan’t allow overs to bruise me,
     to gloss over my work, my expressions,
     because if they do not appreciate who I was, 
     who I am,
     who I have become, 
      
     I will simply dance away, 
     gaily prance off. 
      
     I could allow their whispers, 
     their disapproval, 
     to sink into my soul,
     to hurt my current moments
     and future tomorrows
     but I prefer to discard those feelings:
     I’d rather be strong, italic, and bold. 
     
    © 2019 Lauren M. Hancock 
    also known as Alice Well. All rights reserved.

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  • Poem: Intertwined – 02/10/19

    Poem: Intertwined – 02/10/19

     Keep me warm, keep me warm, his heart said to me
     Hold me near, keep me close, his eyes spoke of his fears
     Love me tender, love me true, his lips formed his precious request
     Hold me near, love me more, never abandon,
     Appreciate me the most, never less. 
      
     As his hand slipped into mine,
     Intertwined fingers, 
     Yours and mine, he said with a smile.
     Love me eternally, I’m always here for you,
     Let us stay, let’s sit for a while.
      
     My hand casually relaxed upon his chest,
     Feeling his heart beating frantically,
     Was this how my love made him feel?
     Excitable, edgy, heightened, at its best?
      
     A racing heart and a raging mind can cause devastating effects,
     But he wasn’t of that type.
     He was perfect and he was mine.
      
     Instead I hold him, 
     Instead of him holding me,
     I nurture him, I cherish him, 
     Convince him that I will not leave. 
     
     This I do so without words, 
     With a simple but gentle touch
     Our hearts are intertwined like our fingers
     Together we have become.

    © 2019 Alice Well Art, Lauren M. Hancock also known as Alice Well. All rights reserved.


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