It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought...
I wrote this poem 3 years ago right after my father passed away, it was also my last one. I stopped writing after this poem, I lost my passion and I lost inspiration.
I wish I can...
i do poetry in more than seven languages. :)
that's really cooolllll
I'm in love with a man..... A man who comes from a deep dark and disturbed place.... A man who's hurt I feel.... I'm in love with a man who is sad and scarred ... in love with him...
A hand to hold forever and always,
A shoulder to cry on when good days are through,
A heart that is mine to cherish for all time,
This is my gift on this day from you.
I have quilt in loving you..I'm not ashamed of who you are...It's just..I shouldn't love you anymore but..I still do & I hate it because I can't do anything about it.....
This is called "Dark Innocence."
Soaked in a fleece of her own perspiration,
the sweltering summer sun beamed down on her fair skin.
She heard the soft pitter-patter of tiny feet...