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Alright here is my first page of poems. Just some random ones I thought were alright. Im not to uppy about my poetry, I think it needs work. Tell me what you think! lol blah "no poet ever thinks their work is good enough" once said by a wise friend. |
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Tear Stained Pillows I lie awake at night, Dreaming of your smile, Dreaming of the nights we spent, Wrapped in each others loving arms. I look at your picture, Sitting in the darkness, Flowers layed beside it, From the day befor. I remember the crash, the Sound of metal and glass, As I lie awake on tear stained pillows. I remember the dreadful screams, I remember the bright red blood. As I dream of your smile, Dream of our last nights together, I remember your last words, I remember the look in your eyes. When you looked down at me and said, I will always love, Forever in my heart, Life was not complete, Untill you stole my heart. Days will drift pass, And in my presents you will stay, Even though this is goodbye. Its not a forever thing. For I will always love you, With my heart so true. As you slip away, To the unkown. By:Melinda Snead | |
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Please Remember..
Tear stained flowers, Lie upon your grave, Shallow winds blow threw the land, Whisping leafs around your head stone. Angels Tears pour down, Dampning the ground around your grave, The flowers wilt as the days move past, The grass growing over, For you will never be seen in motion again. I sit by your grave, Long hours at a time. Crying tears of sadness, Wishing you were near, To dry them from my eyes. I hear a whisper in the wind. Your words come back to me, "Hush child,dry your tears for I will always be near, Close your eyes and picture my face,and my love, Will wrap its arms around you, hold you close, and Make you warm,Hush child its my time to go." And I let a little smile spred across my face, I let a little tear trickle down my face. I let a little sunshine warm my chills. And let thoughs words of love, Fill my ears. I hear the ringin sounds of nature, Pulling me near. And I remember what you told me, the words you spoke when I was young. "The sounds of nature,ring pure a true, and bring back thoughts of you. Every sound and every site,is a persons love, And warmth surronding the earth, So when your blue, remember you are surrounded by the nature of love." All your wise words, Ring in my ears, As I sit beside your grave an weep, Tears of sorrow. As the wind sweeps past me, Blowing my hair. I look up, And on this gray sad day, A stream of light is pouring threw the clouds, As the tears fall down. knowing you can see me, I wash the tears from my eyes, And let the rain soak me. For the rain is your tears, letting me know you are always near. And for ever in my heart you will stay. With all my heart. I love you grandmom. Please remember me.. By:Melinda Snead |
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No Name:(Please help with a name!) Clouds Drifting in the sky, Oh what a buetiful site, Wind blowing threw my hair, Oh what a delightful feel, Your gentle hands embracing me, Oh what a Pleasent thought, Gray clouds roll in, Oh what a dredful site, The rain pours down, Oh what a fresh smell, New Flowers bloom, Drinking up the angels tears, Making the world Lush and green. Your arms wrapped around me, Holding me close, what a wish, Your eyes capturing mine, In a decent of sadness, As you drift back up to heaven. By:Melinda Snead |
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