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Comment by Caelia on November 5, 2009 at 11:45am

Brooding Angels


Reappearance and memorie
My heart feels so empty
You know I will forever be
The shadow the ghost the memorie
Brooding angels in the sky
Oh every day they see me cry
They are waiting for us to fly
To regret and understand why
Past can't ever be forgotten
However it is possible to brighten
The most foggy recollections
It is possible for future to lighten
Even when your past was wounded
After some time it just heeled
It is high time time now I reappeared
It's high time now for you to be reminded
That I used to stand by your side
Cause for so many years I've cried
As I couldn't get you out of my mind
Brooding angels they became blind
Because of my hopes intensity
Thought it was still possible maybe
Oh I hoped so desperately
That you hadn't forgotten me.

Comment by Claire Tobin on November 5, 2009 at 10:39am

Some more poetry to add to your wall:

You touched me like no one before,
You made me feel like I was special.
You held me close,
You told me you loved me.

It was all a lie,
You took away my only hope,
You lead me to run dry,
You were wrong to think I could cope.

You told me many things,
Which I so sadly believed.
Then u took some rope,
And tied it tight around my throat.

I chocked, I cried,
You were make-believe.
And so I died,
For a lie that you conceived.

Comment by Claire Tobin on October 21, 2009 at 7:02am

Comment by Pam on September 12, 2009 at 11:48am

I love all that I have read. Every single one of you are very talented. Please keep writing the peoms that you write. I myself do not write peoms at all. But, I do love to read peotry.

Comment by andrea plumb on September 9, 2009 at 10:59am

i like poetry and since i left home at seventeen and got married and pregnant with my first child i have had the freedom to write poetry and in that my poems have reflected my life my loves and what and who i am also what ive lost and how i feel so on that not now your warned i will show you one of the poems i wrote after i lost my children more specific my baby girl ellanna who i had at home and lost through many mistakes of my own,please dont let it depress you just enjoy my feelings for my little girl(and try not judge me to much for losing her!!)

MY BABYS GONE

My babys gone,i cant hear her voice
Isee her face on my wall,and its a stranger i see
Itry to remember and i want to,but nothing comes
How could i lose her in my head so my heart feels dead
Wheres my baby?,bring her back
I cant forget as she will forget me.

Yes i know it feels deep and doesnt really rhyme but to me poetry doesnt have to and should come from how you feel and definitly enjoyed!

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