Poetry of Laura Steiner
A Sudden Impulse
Why now a sudden impulse
A lives course so false
A promise so true
My feelings so blue
Forgetting everything
Solemn and gray
Can I yet pick up all the pieces
I broke in two
Who will discourage all the bad things I do
Could it be you
Should it be me
The person I see
Each day in the mirror
Why must I feel inferior
A sudden impulse seems to arise
Why does it have to seem a surprise
Each day I awake
Why couldn’t I take
A little my way
Some thoughts should decay
Around the edges to fray
Never too sick to have my say
But not a decision to make today
Sometimes friends can be found
Around places I least expect
A lot of truth and honesty I detect
Runaway thoughts get me in trouble
Like a soapy bubble
That pops in mid air
At times I don’t care
A lot of people haven’t been there
Sometimes a normal place
Is full of disgrace
Mine of course
~Laura Steiner
Star
Star meet Star
Spirt moves Spirt
Love blinds all
I look in your face to see
That familiar glitter shine
It’s if I knew you somewhere before
That familiar something
The way your eyes danced
Across the silvery lake
Touched upon the dewy grass
Upon time which nothing can surpass
Like snow white in the looking glass
Fairer then lily white
Eyes beyond all oceans blue
Perky little nose sits so proud
Between two velvet cheeks
Which blush like crimson tide
In the early morn
Did we ever meet
Can’t say I remember but……
Fate brought us together
~Laura Steiner
A Memory
A Memory
From within me
That I can often see
I only want to forget
But as of yet
Another memory
I don’t want it to be
It lingers and is true
Just what am I to do
I promised you
To not bring harm to me
Am I competing to see
What you will do
That would be something new
Yet another memory
When will I be free
Sometimes the memory will hurt
The words come out to curt
Will I be able to forget
There won’t be anything to bet
Another incoming thought
An impulsive thought to have been caught
Those thoughts seem to be my lot
In life but especially in my mind
I most definitely find
Many words that are unkind
Most of them aimed at me
My blinders are off so I can see
Maybe too clearly
I know my faults too well
Will I live to change all that
I’m always at bat
I need to hear my thoughts out loud
No need for a crowd
Is this another memory
~Laura Steiner
Tarnished Image
Has my image been tarnished
Polished waxed also varnished
Something that tore me to pieces
Memories with renewed leases
Tearing me up on the inside
With truth can I abide
With that image can it subside
Feelings go on and on endlessly
A bit part of me
Stews in an onslaught of agony
Hating myself, that should be
Feelings that could shatter
Breaking apart the image that could matter
Emotions split apart to splatter
A feeling that could be possessed
Thoughts that could be recessed
Into a dark place
To be anywhere
Why would you care
A verbal challenge to dare
So much self-hatred to store
I never ask for another thing more
A tarnished image to the very core
I won’t make any concessions
Possibly fueling future depressions
An image of great magnitude
I don’t mean to be rude
Can I really decide to choose
In a way I shouldn’t have to lose
My life isn’t worthy of news
What if I back away
Without turning the Day
A cloudless gray
Just another way
~Laura Steiner
What If …
What if…
I never change at all
With my back up against the wall
What if…
I never hear you call
That time stands still stall
What if…
I never feel
To know what is actually real
What if…
I never dream
Life will seem
Boring without any character
What if…
Dreams die
No reason why
What if…
There is only goodbye
And no reason to try
What if …
I close my eyes
And see you in disguise
What if…
I never see another tomorrow
And feel great sorrow
What if…
There are no birds flying high
I take my last my last sigh
What if…
I curl up and cry
Without much of any hope
What if…
I never read another book
I never take a second look
What if…
~Laura Steiner