Submissions by crazycybil (Shama Wheeler)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
4th May 2012 9:39am
4th May 2012 9:39am
Death Camp
Dust & smoke stain the sky lines
Of people who must die.
Parade of death, a grim procession,
No Christian priest to take confession.
Only the night, the circles of pain,
The blood that falls like drops of rain.
Don't cry child, least you die in vain.
Death is a relief to end the pain.
Bodies stacked up like cords of wood,
Surrounded by a fence,
Perhaps man will say,
This doesn't make sense.
But hate is a thing that all men feel,
We can not deny all that is real!
For hate consuming power, greed...
Of people who must die.
Parade of death, a grim procession,
No Christian priest to take confession.
Only the night, the circles of pain,
The blood that falls like drops of rain.
Don't cry child, least you die in vain.
Death is a relief to end the pain.
Bodies stacked up like cords of wood,
Surrounded by a fence,
Perhaps man will say,
This doesn't make sense.
But hate is a thing that all men feel,
We can not deny all that is real!
For hate consuming power, greed...
628 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Mar 2011 8:31pm
14th Mar 2011 8:31pm
DREAM OF YOUR KISS
I'll dream of your kiss no more.
When your lips will caress mine for real,
When your touch makes me alive again!
And the sight of you arouses all of my senses!!
When your lips will caress mine for real,
When your touch makes me alive again!
And the sight of you arouses all of my senses!!
913 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jan 2011 6:46pm
27th Jan 2011 6:46pm
4 SEASONS OF LOVE:
YOUR HUGS ARE AS SWEET AS THE EARLY MORNING DEW,
EACH AND EVERY TIME I THINK OF YOU.
YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING,
THE LOVE WE SHARE IS AS BRIGHT AS A HARVEST MOON .
THE WARMTH YOU GIVE ME IN MY LIFE,
IS AS HOT AS THE FOURTH OF JULY.
A TENDER TIME OF GROWING UP, GROWING OLD,
IS LIKE A WINTER DAY, THE FALLING OF THE FIRST SNOW.
A TWINKLING OF THE BRIGHTEST STAR,
TELLS ME THE TRUTH OF WHO YOU ARE.
THE TIDES WILL RISE,
THE SEASONS WILL CHANGE.
BUT THE LOVE WE HAVE IS NEVER STRANGE.
EACH AND EVERY TIME I THINK OF YOU.
YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING,
THE LOVE WE SHARE IS AS BRIGHT AS A HARVEST MOON .
THE WARMTH YOU GIVE ME IN MY LIFE,
IS AS HOT AS THE FOURTH OF JULY.
A TENDER TIME OF GROWING UP, GROWING OLD,
IS LIKE A WINTER DAY, THE FALLING OF THE FIRST SNOW.
A TWINKLING OF THE BRIGHTEST STAR,
TELLS ME THE TRUTH OF WHO YOU ARE.
THE TIDES WILL RISE,
THE SEASONS WILL CHANGE.
BUT THE LOVE WE HAVE IS NEVER STRANGE.
740 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jan 2011 1:42pm
27th Jan 2011 1:42pm
DEPRESSION:
Depression is...
Feeling alone.
Depression is...
Knowing this will never change.
Depression is...
Knowing your best isn't good enough.
Depression is...
Knowing nothing you do matters.
Depression is...
Realizing your best days are gone.
Depression is...
Looking forward to the end.
Depression is...
Knowing no one really cares that you are looking forward to the end.
Loneliness is...
The empty feeling that comes from within.
Loneliness is...
The longing to share your thoughts and...
Feeling alone.
Depression is...
Knowing this will never change.
Depression is...
Knowing your best isn't good enough.
Depression is...
Knowing nothing you do matters.
Depression is...
Realizing your best days are gone.
Depression is...
Looking forward to the end.
Depression is...
Knowing no one really cares that you are looking forward to the end.
Loneliness is...
The empty feeling that comes from within.
Loneliness is...
The longing to share your thoughts and...
1210 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jan 2011 6:03pm
13th Jan 2011 6:03pm
I'M SORRY
IM SORRY THAT I DONT HAVE GLAMOROUS HAIR, PERFECT SKIN, OR THE BEST BODY.
IM SORRY I DONT DOLL MYSELF UP ALL THE TIME,AND I WEAR THOSE LOOSE BBAGGY SHIRTS AROUND THE HOUSE.
IM SORRY THAT I LIKE TO EAT JUNK FOOD ONCE IN AWHILE.
IM SORRY IM NOT A FITNESS GURU.
IM SORRY THAT IM NOT LIKE ALL THE OTHER GIRLZ!!!
BUT THE FUNNIEST THING OF ALL,
IS THAT IM NOT SORRY AFTER ALL!!
IM SORRY I DONT DOLL MYSELF UP ALL THE TIME,AND I WEAR THOSE LOOSE BBAGGY SHIRTS AROUND THE HOUSE.
IM SORRY THAT I LIKE TO EAT JUNK FOOD ONCE IN AWHILE.
IM SORRY IM NOT A FITNESS GURU.
IM SORRY THAT IM NOT LIKE ALL THE OTHER GIRLZ!!!
BUT THE FUNNIEST THING OF ALL,
IS THAT IM NOT SORRY AFTER ALL!!
821 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jan 2011 3:13pm
11th Jan 2011 3:13pm
FALLING AWAY
Falling away.
Falling away.
I cant stand to see my own face.
I break the reflection I see.
I want nothing to do with it.
Then you look at me.
You tell me I am beautiful.
Tell me of love.
Even though you are from another world I believe u still.
I want to feel your touch one day, even if it is just a brush across the lips.
I want to feel you wrapped around me tight and warm.
You make me want to dance.
You make me smile even when I want to frown.
The only thing I fear right now,
Is a life without you.
Falling away.
I cant stand to see my own face.
I break the reflection I see.
I want nothing to do with it.
Then you look at me.
You tell me I am beautiful.
Tell me of love.
Even though you are from another world I believe u still.
I want to feel your touch one day, even if it is just a brush across the lips.
I want to feel you wrapped around me tight and warm.
You make me want to dance.
You make me smile even when I want to frown.
The only thing I fear right now,
Is a life without you.
884 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Jan 2011 4:49pm
6th Jan 2011 4:49pm
MIRROR MIRROR
Mirror Mirror on the wall,
Who's the biggest fool of them all?
Is it the girl who can't stop crying?
Or the one who won't stop TRYING??
Who's the biggest fool of them all?
Is it the girl who can't stop crying?
Or the one who won't stop TRYING??
796 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by crazycybil (Shama Wheeler)
Page:
