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Poems Unlimited (2)...The Continuation (Thanks Mark)Mar 31 '04 Write an essay on this topic.
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The Bottom Line Here we go again!!
Being overwhelmed with the response to my last posting of my poems from when I was sixteen, I've decided to share a bit more. Please keep in mind, that these were written when I was very young. I hope you enjoy them. Times I'm Lieing in bed falling asleep, Thinking of the times that we shared. The times were bold with our love priceless as gold The times when we both were so scared. The love that we had, they said it was bad. But it does'nt really matter to me. I just think of the times, the times that we shared, The times that the world did'nt see. We'll get back together, just you and I, Like two doves wing to wing, sailing the great blue sky. But If we don't make it to where the sky shines, We will always remember those beautiful, beautiful times. Warm Inspirations You bring warm inspirations to my heart Like the peircing sting of a silver dart. My inspirations make happy and sometimes sad. The inspirations can be good And can also be bad. It matters not to me what happens now. For my warm inspirations have taken a bow. But they will be back one warm, lusterous night To make my heart sing of the doves wonderous flight. Nature Nature has her ways Of making pretty days. She changes dark to light Then back from day to night. In a sense people are the same They also play natures game. They care for someone near Then show that someone fear. Someones Philosophy There will soon come a day When everythings gone And everything sits calm and still When the words of the mountain Will speak with such force, Its neighbors will crumble to hills. Everyone will see this alarming sight Some will wonder, "whats going on?" This day will come Just wait and see All life on earth will be gone. A bit morbid for a 16 year old, however it was writing these that helped me through a very tough time in my life. I hope that you enjoy them.  |
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