Poetry...
Here are some
poems that I have written... I hope that you enjoy them. :) If you have any
comments then please e-mail
me. Your comments are appreciated. :)
There are
currently seven poems on-line.
Lost Love
Sitting here alone
Thinking of you
Wanting to be in your arms
Knowing I never will be
* * *
I keep hearing your voice
Seeing your face
My heart is breaking
Missing your embrace
Notes
The haunting melody
Echoing around my mind
Soft notes floating
Remember
A teardrop falls
A candle flame flickers
The names are read out
A wreath is laid gently,
respectfully
Silence falls
Rows of heads are bowed
The memorial stands
Tall, Strong, Forever
Who Are You?
When I laugh: you laugh with me.
When I cry: you cry with me.
When I am scared: you hold me close and comfort me.
When I need to talk: you sit with me and listen.
When I am down: your smile cheers me up.
When all I need is someone: you are there.
When I am alone?
I am never alone- I have you.
Who are you?
You are my friend.
A True Friend
As I walk down the street
I see faces, familiar faces
Blank, expressionless, empty
I try to speak to them
But they turn away
I reach out to touch their shoulders
But they run away down the street
I feel so alone
I feel like I’m invisible
I feel like I don’t exist
I carry on walking down the street
The dull, grey street, where I don’t exist
I hear someone call my name
I stop and listen
People push me about like I’m worthless
Someone taps me on the shoulder
I turn to see who it is
It is my best friend with her warm brown eyes
She pulls me into a hug as I cry
“Do not worry,” she whispers
“You are not alone
As long as you have true friends
You never will be.
The people you see in this street?
They are not true friends.
They will not be with you through everything life throws at you,
But I will.”
Where Did Daddy Go?
Where did Daddy go?
I haven’t seen him for weeks.
Mummy, where is he?
Is he coming back?
Will he be home by Christmas?
Mummy, please tell me.
Why are you upset?
Mummy, what’s in the letter?
Where did Daddy go?
Eternal Silence
Gunshots, echoing.
Blood, all that remains of them.
Total destruction.
Women, children, quiet.
Remembering with candles.
Their silent tears fall.
Many years later
Crowds stand silent, church bells ring.
They will remember.
