I Write Poetry Stories of Experiences

Sunflower seed
never grew
too big
If I had held you in my hand
I would have kept the birds away

So small
You could have fit right on my hip
Just a little pip
Could not throw you away
Had I held you in my hand
That day

And the leaves...

On Golden sands I will walk with you...

Under a Moonlit sky I will talk to you ....

On a Snow white bed I will make love to you ...

With Emotions and feelings I will cry with you ......x

battered and drained, I drew near the place
'twas dark and cold, I shivered in
My feet dragged on with purpose
A look of scorn played across my face
as I felt the beating heart clasped in my hands

Pain and remorse, fear and despair...

I stand in a shaded place,
Watching the people that walk on by,
They don't even feel my eyes,
Studying them for all they are worth,

Feeling tears gather in my eyes,
As I see a family happily chatting,
All content and happy with each...

A girl cries in the corner of the room,
Sitting in the loneliness of life,
Surrounded by her dreams of forever,
Of finally having a friend to trust,

Never knowing the joys of friendship,
Not having a shoulder to cry onto,
Someone to...

So I'm 13 and trying to be published into Stone Soup (a kids magazine)

Eyes wide,
Lips red,
Mouth open,
Song broken,
Voice torn,

Cornered,
Trapped,
Defenseless,

Who are we?
The ones you hurt,
The ones you mocked,
The ones that are...

There's a bed beneath the house
That is built of bikes and books
With a window that welcomes the sun
There it bounces
Across your soundless keys
The writing
On the
dusty mantelpiece

I am running down the steps
I never counted but...

Sky is falling
Leaves are dying
Eyes look empty
Heart feels cold and belligerent
Sadness keeps descending for no apparent reason
out of a clear morning sunlight
Why am I even
writing this now
Is there anybody out there
who feels the way...

Your greed is as old as time. Money system to bind and blind the slaves.
At the core of all Evil is the Mother of lies. I despise those that mock the truth. They know they have so much to lose. Though they have lost themselves they...

Here in a deathbed I think upon a deadman
Poor Marley and his chain forged link by link
Not too much time left till I start to rot and stink
Here waiting for Death at life's brink

Oh that chain he wore how it frightens me so
Now I...

A boy's mother had once said to him,
"My Child. One day, you will be a Gentle Feather."
The boy was confused by his mother's words.
"Mother, whatever do you mean? Will I become a bird?"
"Yes, and you will be able to fly anywhere you...

In her touch, my day's solace;
within her arms, my resting place.
Her soft caress and tender kisses
bare to me her heart's missives.
And the world's grey and blight
fall to joy within her light.

Her gentle curves and raven hair
are my...

So many times I have wondered,
but I just let the thought slide.
It's not my place to ask you
what goes on behind those sunlit eyes.

Sometimes I catch my heart weeping,
over fears that I have dreamed to life.
I wonder if you fear...

I walked upon the sand today beneath the setting sun.
I reached out for your hand today and we began to run.

We danced across the dunes today laughing with the wind.
We pranced across the rippled earth smiling until the end.

You took...

In the night my soul burns,

Endless flames of hell,

My screams so tortured but no hears,

My heart dead with every breathe,

The night sky painted red,

Drops of blood ripple the river of my tears,

Slits on skin to reveal the pain...

this was one of my first poems written when I was about 15 years old
it's so simple the last line growing green for when we may - refers to the Australian winter occurs around May so it has double meaning - hope you enjoy it's succinct...

Fraudulent love built on lies,

Sprout skepticism and pain,

Emotions run dry like the desert,

Vexation grows like a weed in a garden,

Blooming flowers to cloak their ill will,

Though their smiles seem real,

Underneath is thorns of...

And on that last note ill cry myself to sleep
ill think of what was said
I lay here picturing your face
As I pretend to watch u in my bed

It was hard but still I was happy
I changed so much to do it
Now instead of talking
You...

You were my every thing..My heart....my world....My universe....but you have forgotten....you took all of those things with you....you lost me....you and I...you forgot what made me cry....you forgot what made me sigh...you forgot all...

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