An ametuer's poems
 

Hello. I have written some poetry over the years and I'd like to know what you guys think.

Night

Like a blanket it covers the sky
As the hallow moon flies slowly by
And while I watch the sun say good-bye
I welcome the world of Night

It darkens the world and caresses the stars
As they shine so glamorous from the world above ours
And I think to myself that they’re farther than far
I welcome the world of Night

The cool breeze blows your way
As if to tempt you to stay out to play
Beyond even the precious Milky Way
I welcome the world of Night

For all the pain done when the sun’s in the sky
And there’s never a moment that passes you by
When you don’t feel that you’re about to cry
I welcome the world of Night

When the darkness arrives and you lay down your head
And you lie in your comfortable bed
And it’s the morning that you have come to dread
I welcome the world of Night

its really good

i love it and i love the technique with the last line being the same in each verse. One thing i don't liek is a three way rhyme (three lines ryhming) its lengthens the poem and makes it boring, well for me. But it was good and a good use of words etc.

good jorbbbb

For an amateur you're so good! your poem's great!

This is deep man keep writing.

Ottery is honestly shocked...why did you keep this from me...
 

OMG Shannon you write poetry why didn't you tell me??? *she probably did Ottery just forgets easily*

I thought it was nice...I want you to write a poem for my fic...about love and how it sucks...but more on that later...OMG I'm telling all the girls at UDDUP...

That's really good Shannon. I really like it. No, love it. I write poems myself sometimes but mine are just about life and the abnormal and what's going through my head. Just wacky stuff. Good job though. Write one about Dawn now. I'd like to read that.

Miss Malfoy

That was lovely. I really liked it. You dont seem like an amatuer. I wish I could write poetry... Anyway, That was great.
Post another one soon Please.
~Cj~

I doubt anyone's going to read this, but I was bored so...

What Do You Do?

What do you do when it's quarter to nine,
And you're already late as it is?
What do you do when you study your books,
But you want a career in show biz?

What do you do when you really can't sleep,
And you toss and you turn in your bed?
What do you do when the homework piles up,
And you feel like your losing your head?

What do you do when your best friend won't talk
When she always has something to say?
What do you do when you're in love with a boy
Who won't give you the time of his day?

What do you do when you just want to scream
At the top of your agonized voice?
What do you do when your folks ask advice,
But you know you don't have any choice?

What do you do when you feel goofy inside,
And your cheeks turn embarrassment red?
What do you do in your mortified state,
And it's facing your peers that you dread

What do you do when you have a problem
About life, about love, about chance or...
What do you do when your last hope is gone,
And no one can give you the answer?

L-O-V-E

It is said to move a mountain
It can steal a baby's cry
It pours gold from it's flowing fountain
It is something that can never die

It is terribly bitter sweet
It is not easily shaken
It is reflected in those you come to meet
It can't be bought, sold or taken

It is stronger with every breath that I take
It can pull a family through
It is a bond that is never easy to break
It is rejected by few

What is theis force given from above?
This wonder power happens to be love.

I liked 'em. I think I've asked myself all of the questions in the first one at least once...though, not in those words...Lol. And the second one was just...beautiful. I thought it was pretty. Anyway, great job. I really like these and your good at it.
Keep it up.
Add another soon please
~Cj~

wow your poems are great i loved the Night one.

Thanks for those of you who replied. It's so nice of you to stop by...one more...

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God's fingers caress my face gently
As His chorus of anels softlyu sing
Calling out to me on a bird's wing
The bird's majesties rule all creation
With a mighty hand and a sensitive
Dispostition. His divine tears fall
From heaven to grow and renew
Something good out of the pain
Nature's true diamonds light up
THe night sky in hopes to brighten
Unfeeling darkeness. Lost in
The real beauty of life.

:hello:SHANNON! these are really good! I like them. My favorite so far is "what do you do?" keep them cooming cause ill be checking!

I...Wow. I really liked this one. "Night" used to be my favorite but I think that this one just took it's place. Totally loved it. It was just soo...lovely...beautiful. Anyway, keep writing. You're good at it. Really, I'm not just sayin' that.
POST MORE SOON PLEASE! Love these!
Loads of love
~Cj~

omg. ur poetry is so good. please have more soon

Shannon cannot be here right now due to complicated circumstances in her health. But I came across her journal, and her poems. I remember her mentioning that she writes poems here too...I found this one as a last entry before she collapsed. She wrote it yesterday. And I'm writing it on her (I'm her sister) behalf. She doesn't know I'm doing this, but if the worst should happen, I want you all to know what kind of person she was.

Note: We're not Jewish, but she did use a common Jewish phrase as the title of the poem. I'm sure she didn't mean to offend anyone...

L'chai-im!

I want to know it's not over
I want to know you're here
I don't want to go
I know I'm too young
I don't want to live the rest in fear

I want to know I'm loved
I want to know someone's there
It's hard and empty and cold and dark
When you are afraid that no one could care

Born on a day in February,
Grown to be sweet sixteen
I have made memories of lifetime
I want to keep them forever
But I know what an upcoming event may mean

I want to live to graduate
I want to marry too
I want to grow old to be ninety with him
And have kids and grandkids, if only
God will let me live that long with you

I'm not exceptionally pretty
I'm not thin, I'm not fat, I'm just me
I wanted to make a difference
I wanted something more than a dream

As I welcome change and possibility
I wonder how much have I been
Have I lived life to the fullest?
Have I appreciated mine?
Maybe: with paper, thought and my pen

Through my song, through my poem and stories
I create a world in my head
So I'll dream of that world
When they put me to sleep
On that lonely operating bed

I'm scared, I admit it
I know I can fight
I've got an Irish and American heart
I'm too young to see that light

I'm not afraid to die
I'm afraid that I let life be sieved
My worst fear is that I didn't fulfill my dream:
I want to go onto an eternal stream
Knowing that I loved
Knowing that I lived

So raise your glass to the world beyond
I'll rest in His arms with my fife
All I can say is L'chaim-im
To life

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OMG! That was amzingly beautiful. It's so sad because its explaining Shannons life. It brought tears to my eyes, but later I will cry. Because Shannon, you don't deserve any of this. Your to kind and to nice. Your an amzing writer. You have some really really great talent. This poem is so touching. Luv you Shannon. Your in my prayers.



~Lady Knight Steph~

Oh Shannon...
 

Oh...that was so honest, and so true. I don't know what to say really...it was just so touching and moving.
Much Love-Erin

Shannon,
I really don't know what to say to that. No, wait I do. You say in the poem you want to make a difference, well I can tell you right now you already have. You've made a world of difference right here on SS. Everyone you've met, you've touched in your own special way. You have affected all of us who know you, through your amazing writing and when you extended the hand of friendship to all of us. I thank you, we all thank you, for being such a presence here and making us think about a lot of things. We have a lot to be grateful to you for. For example, if it hadn't been for you, we wouldn't have Ottery's amazing fic, as well as your own. You are an inspiration to all of us. If you're anything in 'real' life like you are on here, your friends and family are extremely lucky to have you. You are a truly amazing person Shannon, you have a rare gift - being able to touch a multitude of people, the world over, of all different races and religions and bring them together. You are a very talented young girl, you have lived your life to the full, but nderstand this - you have a long life ahead of you, you will find the man of your dreams, and you will live to ninety, maybe even older, and do you know why that is Shannon? Because you are too special to be lost so soon, and we, all of us here on SS are behind you, praying for you, supporting you. You may be an angel, but God can't have you back yet, we need you here, and he understands that. I don't have to tell you how much that poem touched me, or how it made me cry, because it goes without saying.
Praying for you until your return, (and after)
Lots of love,
LadyV.

~Go mbeidh Dia leat~

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Amazing. I'm at a loss for words.

Er...me too. I'm sorry. I didn't know my sister did this. I just wrote that a few days ago before I collapsed. I'm sorry...I didn't know she was doing this...I didn't know she went into my journal. I'm glad you like it.

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That was just so...honest. I'm so impressed. That almost made me cry. I could never have been able to... It was very...gah, usually I'm so talkative...now I cant find the words. It was very...heartfelt. I really do admire your honesty. I'm praying for you Shannon. And now I'm really crying. I cant even begin to pick out my favorite parts. The whole thing was just amazing. This is definitely going to stick with me...I mean, it wont be easily forgotten. I...cant find any words... Love you heaps Shannon

Er...thank you. I didn't mean to ever have this posted. Honestly. I didn't know she did this. I just did it because I was worried before...well...It was an accident...I didn't anticipate posting it here. I try to be honest in my poetry. Sometimes it's the only thing that can let me be honest...writing, I mean. Thank you for your feedback. I love you too, CJ. Thank you.

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Oh my gosh. That was SO beautiful. I'm sitting here crying over that poem. I can't think of anything to say because the poem tells everything. I can't pick out which parts I liked the best because I loved the entire thing. Shannon, I'm praying for you and I hope you get better soon. This is a poem that I will probably NEVER forget. Love ya!

Thank you. I finally know what you were talking about in your PM. I honestly didn't know she did this. I don't know how to feel. I mean, I'm kind of upset at her for going through my journal like that. Most of my poems are for me...you know, just rantings really about feelings I have...this was one of them. I'm happy that you like it, and thankful for your prayers. I love you too Sierra.

Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. I was crying when I wrote it, so I'm just glad you feel the same. THank you for the compliments. But everything happens for a reason, right? I mean, we can't appreciate the good without the bad. I'm just glad to be alive...Thank you, but I know a few better writers here than me. I thank you...I'm just doing what I love. And I love you too, and thank you for your prayers. You're in mine.

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Oh...that was so honest, and so true. I don't know what to say really...it was just so touching and moving.

Thanks. You don't have to say anything. Just thank you for everything. Love you Erin!

Oh, V. *blushes* What can a poem or a fic do? Really?

*blushes more than ever* That is just in return for how good you all are to me. Really. I don't deserve you. I'm just so grateful to all of you.

*blushing more than ever before* V...that's so sweet. But I just write. I just express what I feel on paper in my poems. My fic is made up nonsense, hardly really changing anyone. I'm so glad you think I inspire you...that means so much to me, and I'm so grateful to you. If I do have that gift, as you call it, it's only what I've learned from my family and friends and all of you and...I just want everyone to be happy and healthy. We all deserve that. It shouldn't matter where you come from or what you believe. We should all be happy.

Thank you...but so are you...moreso than I...really, you're amazing at writing! I'd consider a profession if I were you! Thank you so much.

Lol. The man of my dreams? It seems so impossible when you're sixteen and you can't seem to find that boy who really makes an impression on you...I just hope that I live half as long as my great-grandparents. (They celebrate their 70th wedding anniversary on Wednsday!) And they are still so in love after all that time! I thank you for everything: Love, prayers and confidence. You're all angels...heavensent, I hope you know that. I'm glad you liked the poem. I wasn't planning on posting it...but too late now, right?

I love and thank you all! You're all the best! Thank you so much!

Shannon:hello:

But what does L'chaim mean? Stupid google won't tell me...
 

Well there's the Bible, and while I wouldn't call that a fic, it has poems. Then there's Peter Pan, and Alice in Wonderland, and uhm Until Death Do Us Part, and uhm War and Peace, and Gone with the Wind, did I mention PoA, cuz that one's my favorite, and Ootp, and if I get H/G in HBP you know that ones going to be my favorite.
A good writer will leave you with something that stays with you forever in your heart...like that scene I will always remember, where Harry gets his Christmas gift signed by all his friends, you know the book. Yeah, I don't think I'll ever forget that...wonder what fic that was from?

She meant well, and tell her thank you for giving us the news. *humming* Shower the people you love with love...

Oh....well it was still beautiful! I didn't know she went through without your permission, though! Don't be too harsh on her! You write amazing stuff and it deserves some praise!

Ohmigosh, I LOVE IT SO MUCH... while I was reading it. I sorta had already developed a sort of melody to it.I'll post it in another website don't worry I would put it belongs to you and everything.It's just so good I cannot resist.

Wow Shannon... That last one was amazing! I don't really know what to say. Your sister ment well, I'm sure. It was very beautyful. It really rendered me speachless!

I LOVE yer 1st peom! It really spoke to me. It kinda discribed how I feel.

Love,
Hermione

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Er...thank you. I didn't mean to ever have this posted. Honestly. I didn't know she did this. I just did it because I was worried before...well...It was an accident...I didn't anticipate posting it here. I try to be honest in my poetry. Sometimes it's the only thing that can let me be honest...writing, I mean. Thank you for your feedback. I love you too, CJ. Thank you.

You're welcome, Shannon. It really was amazing. I'm glad it was posted. And I know what you mean. I dont write poetry anymore but I understand. The poem was really moving. I'm sure that's why your sister posted it. Thank her for me.
*hugs* Loads of love,
~Cj~

Okay, thought I'd drop another one on ya...see how you like it.

Oh and Ottery, dear? L'chaim-im is the Jewish word for To Life!

Second Look

I don't want to be a princess
I don't want to be a punk
I don't want to be the MPGINS
I don't want to get the hunk

I don't want to be the maid
I don't want to be the queen
I don't want to be perfect
I don't want to be cold or mean

I don't want to be a diva
I don't want to be a snob
I don't think I'm superficial
I just want to do my job

I shouldn't need anything
I don't want to be a freak
I don't want to be a crusader
I don't want to be weak

I don't want to hold an office
I just want you all to see
That I'm fine being who I am
I just want to be me

I want to make a difference
I want to change the world
But how can a whole world be changed
By one small, hopeful girl?

I want people to really care
I don't want a promised lie
I don't want them to dismiss and surrender
I don't want to have this dream die

I want them to be sincere and kind
I don't need them to steal
I don't want it plastic, artificial or fake
I want them to be real

Who cares what color your hair is?
Does it matter the tone of your skin?
Does size and shape define who you are?
No wonder I don't let anyone in

I don't want to decide my life
On a fashion magazine
I don't want to be that superficial
I want the truth to be seen

Through the eyes of a true believer,
I look at my own fantasy
I can be what I want, all I need is help
To finding the path to being me

I don't want to be a scholar
I don't want to be one who fails
I don't want to be shut out from you
I don't want to know I can sail

On my own little ship on the seaside
In my own little plane in the sky
Through the pages I write for my own piece of mind,
I make sure life won't pass me by

Everyone is a person
Whether we all accept it
If we just have a bit of patient respect
We can all get love like we deserve it

So though I'm no rebel or superstar
I'm not prom queen, drama queen or jock
I'm just a person like anyone else is
And I know I deserve a second look

Can Imake a request here? I want to hear the Beatles and love me do...
 

*pops in doing cartwheels* Wheeeeeeeeeee! You've changed my world Shannon, if that helps, it's a start.

*still doing cartwheels* I do...I know I'm always glomping Ron *glomps Ron and takes him with him as he does cartwheels* but Hermione's my hero.

I think your poem is pretty...you know what I want? I just want to be happy. *still doing cartwheels, glomping Ron, and hero worshipping Hermione*

Write me one Shannon...about friendship...I want to use it in my long story...here's a title if it helps "Love's Friendship"

Shannon!
This poem is beautiful, it's absolutely brilliant, seriously. It's really pretty, and quite profound really. I like it. Honestly, you're so talented...
Love much,
LadyV.

Okay Ottery. Here is your request. I'm so sorry. I don't think it's quite what you wanted, and if it's not, let me know, and I'll redo it, okay?

Love's Friendship

They say there's a fine line between
The genius and insane
Just like there's that territory
That comes with peace and pain

A storm at sea, a long detour
That line turns up. What for?
No line's as thin or frail as the one
Between friendship and being more

No man wants to wander aimlessly
In a dark storm on his own
Through pain and death and inbetween
No one should stand alone

A gentle touch, a soothing voice
An understanding heart
A sympathetic ear, a vacant shoulder
Can tear the fear apart

When two stand together, they own the world
And what a world it can be!
In our own soft fantasy of dreams and desires
When I've got you and you've got me

The years and tears pass by in a whirlwind
Of memories- joy and sorrow
The boy and the girl survived the storm
And have lived to see tomorrow

Tomorrow looks different now
No more unicorns and chocolate clouds
This boy has gotten older
This girl's matured somehow

Through the eyes of the old school boy
The world is now seen like it is
But he's learned how to cope with anything
When he has her small hand wrapped in his

Through the sighs of the blushing school girl
She's learned how to stand up and fight
For she's with a true friend. He smiles at her
And she sees him in a whole new light

Yesterday her smiles were just smiles
Tomorrow makes it radiant and real
She raids his thoughts every minute each day
And he can't understand what he feels

Yesterday his laugh was just laughing
Tomorrow it rejuvinates her soul
His face, his touch, his whispers
Warms her as the slow burning coal

Yesterday her touch was only her fingers
Tomorrow it's an angel's white wing
As soft as a butterfly, beatifying the earth
Makes her voice a song only muses could sing

Yesterday his eyes were only hazel
Tomorrow they're the gateway within
She can't get enough of the passion inside
And they're warmly inviting her in

The sound of her name makes him tremble
His touch makes her shiver and shake
Suddenly they both blush without reason
The foreign feeling's too much to take

He covers her hand in his hand
She looks deep into his eyes
They finally realize what's happening
And the truth can terrorize

What happened to friends forever?
Where have the summer days gone?
Security and ignorance kept the both safe
And now it is broken and wrong

With growing up comes heartache
Taking chances is frightening at times
But no one can stop the aging of mind
And all must own up to their crimes

One foot firmly planted on a memory
On a childhood, a friendship and innocent days
The other one hovering hesitantly
Over a force that could change so many ways

Those long afternoons spent together
Sharing secrets and stories and trust
Have shaped and shifted and formed and made
A feeling older than time's dust

The possibilities are endless
They're foreboding, scary and uncertain
And still the goot hovers just above a decision
Afraid she'll be crushed. She'll hurt him

But they realized they couldn't stop it
Could not resist it if they tried
When love wants you, it takes you
And true love never has lied

So they took a leap of faith
There's no going back once they've crossed
The fine line was broken. Tomorrow is now
But don't misunderstand that friendship is lost

For with trust, respect and love
Comes a friendship eternal for them
They're sailing ecstatic on the helm of tomorrow
And onward to another tomorrow for them

For they went through a life with each other
They supported each other with firm grip
For nothing is stronger, sweeter, better than
The miracle of Love's Friendship

Shannon, that's really beautiful. You know, you could say you're talking about Ron and Hermione! Though I'm sure you have much more 'real' people in mind. It's wonderful though, I like it.
Love,
LadyV

Omgsh, that is sooo sweet Shannon. *clap clap clap* Beautiful, Beautiful.....Gorgeous....LoL.....I write poems, but definatly not as good as this. I think I'll stick to only sharing my stories......But, hmm, maybe I should writing poems again....Keep it up Shannon. You write amazingly good. Not only with poems but also with your story......


Lady Knight Steph

Both of those were just beautiful!! A Second Look was so amazingly easy for me to relate to, I can't believe it. And Love's Friendship was wonderful and so real. Keep up the amazing work!!
-Erin

They were both wonderful!!! Have u ever considered being a writer? U kno, as a proffesion? You'd be really, very good! I loved the last one espesially!!

Thank you all for reading my poems. It's really sweet of you to take the time and get back to me about what you think. I'm glad you enjoy them.

Perfect World

In a perfect world
No one would be alone
But a perfect world
An unheard of world
Is one we've never known

In a perfect world
There would be no pain
In a perfect world
A sensible world
I might even be sane

In a perfect world
There would be no tears
In a perfect world
A blissful world
There'd be nothing to fear

In a perfect world
We'd live in peace
And that perfect world
That tranquil world
War, suffering and torture would cease

In a perfect world
The stars would always shine
In a perfect world
A flawless world
The ideal world would be mine

In a perfect world
There would be no hate
In a perfect world
A loving world
All would decide their own fate

In a perfect world
We'd all have a true friend
In a perfect world
A genuine world
Deception and betrayal would end

In a perfect world
Everyone would truly care
In a perfect world
A sincere world
The right thing would be no dare

In a perfect world
No one could lie
In a perfect world
An honest world
We would never have to say goodbye

In a perfect world
There would always be the sun
In a perfect world
An illuminating world
Everyone would have time for fun

In a perfect world
There'd be no death or disease
In a perfect world
A healthy world
Would bring the suffering their deserved ease

In a perfect world
There would always be hope
In a perfect world
A fresh, new world
There would be no reason to mope

In a perfect world
No one would be lost
In a perfect world
A united world
Life wouldn't have a cost

In a perfect world
You won't feel like you're drowning
In a perfect world
A consoling world
I could always help you with your painful journey

But a perfect world
Could never be
A perfect world
A fantasy world
Would be beaten by reality

That perfect world
Would be better that it may seem
A perfect world
Is an impossible world
And it can only remain a dream

For in a perfect world
There would be me and there would be you
And in that perfect world
That nonexistant, never world
Somehow you could love me too

*Wishing he lived in Shannon's Perfect World*
 

You write marvelous poetry Shannon...but you know this already. I wish there were more people here to appreciate it...and I'm still going to use Love's Friendship in my fic...it's towards the last chapters if you're wondering why I haven't used it...

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In a perfect world A genuine world Deception and betrayal would end

Uhm...Shannon...*hands in his pockets, looking at the ground* Uhm...there's something I've got to tell you...uhm... :blush: you know I'm not really an otter right???

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There would be me and there would be you And in that perfect world That nonexistant, never world Somehow you could love me too

*A sound like glass cracking, hearts breaking*

Ottery, you are the best! I love you! And lol...I know you're not an otter. LOL. Okay, so I have a new poem..I had two but one of them disappeared so...

Birds of a Feather
I love, you adore
I cry, you weep
I'm saddened, you're distressed
I'm not strong, you're weak
We're birds of a feather

I want, you desire
I treasure, you keep
I walk, you stroll
I doze, you sleep
We're birds of a feather

I'm mad, you're angry
I'm sore, you're ache
I look, you gaze
I create, you make
We're birds of a feather

I'm frightened, you're scared
I'm anti-social, you're shy
I'm different, you're not the same
I perish, you die
We're birds of a feather

I like dogs, you like pooches
I have friends, you have pals
I get kisses, you get smooches
I say "girls", you say "gals"
We're birds of a feather

I'm hurt, you're wounded
I chuckle, you laugh
I wash, you clean
I mean 2/4, you mean 1/2
We're birds of a feather

I'm tidy, you're neat
I'm prompt, you're on time
I'm lonely, you're by yourself
I say ten cents, you say dime
We're birds of a feather

I say adolescent, you say teen
I think almost, you think soon
I pray, you talk to God
I say 12 o'clock, you say noon
We're birds of a feather

I'm cautious, you're careful
I'm living, you're alive
I feel sorry, you feel pity
I plunge, you dive
We're birds of a feather

I am right, you are correct
I am funny, you have wit
I'm cold, you are frigid
I mean jerk, you mean git
We're birds of a feather

But I want this, you want that
I say farewell, you: goodbye
And yet we both realize why we go good together
I'm a girl, you're a guy
We're birds of a feather

This are so awesome, I peeked through some! I feel so bad, for missing out on for so long! However, this means I can have them all in one go…*HUGGLES AND KIGGLES AND FLEES TO READ AND QUOTE*
I haven’t even read them all yet, but there’s no need to doubt your awesomeness! You rock my world! :D
That got me think loads. It’s very descriptive and it takes your mind on a journey right before you go to sleep. I’m printing all of these out…I’m keeping Night near my pillow. What better way to prepare myself to lay down and sleep than take my mind on an awesome journey with your poems? I could also see that your poems aren’t stereotypical. I mean, they’re not like the 4 lined three rhymed type. You have your own originality added to each one!
I luff the pace your poems hace. You might not even notice it, but you work wonders with the way you combine words. Many poems, by each day, seem to be getting similar giving out the same vibe. Yours are nothing like them; they’re simply “YOU” ! And, that was a compliment, even if it didn’t sound like one! I think I luff this one so far the most! It gives such a strong vibe and sensation. I luff how you add so many comparisons that we’re used too, but change them to fit in perfect with your creations! I mean, not everyone is this good with being able to reach people with their poems. Some just seem like a bunch of words that rhyme.
Your sis is so sweet! I mean, she actually came in and posted for you at a time that was so critical? That shows how much she cares…b/c that also means she knew how important SS is to you! So, this was a while back eh? *Wonders what the poem will be about* We all know what kind of person you are…Just simply one word…”PERFECT” (For me that is) You might not think so, but you’re like blessed with a talent others would kill just to have. Or imagine that they have. *HUGGLES Shann and her sis*
Awwwwwwww….No words…NOTHING…could explain what was going through my mind when I read that. My body was like in “safe mode” or something b/c I was just breaking down like crazy. It is so sweet. And, you’re just so lucky to be able to write this stuff down. I mean, you prob. were meaning to keep this to your self b/c it was so personal, but it was so breath-taking and awesomely atrocious. It’s so much better to be able to open up and I think it was cool for your sis to put it out there for us to adore!
You know what it reminded me of?
Anne Frank. Seriously, everything you said in that poem, she explains in her diary. Maybe some details like your birthday or your Irish background, are different but other than that it’s the SAME. Anne Frank is one of my greatest role models EVER! I look up to her in more ways than ever have in my parents.
She was so innocent and willing to see the good in everyone, and it baffles me ever so. I don't want to think of myself as evil, but whenever I read the book I can't help but feel that way. When I read Anne Frank and the things she had to go through, I always think that I’m doing something wrong with my life. That I’m taking things for granted when I should just be thankful.
Anne Frank was so resistant and so willing to do anything to live life it’s fullest.
She reminds me SOOOOOOOO much of you (That’s like the ultimate Compliment I’ve ever given out). She wanted to live on through her writing, and she did. She was sadly lost, but her soul and the love/dedication she put into her creations are still praised and remembered BY ALL! That’s the exact same thing with you (Except we still have you around to praise, THANK GOD).
That poem not only touched me b/c it happened to you; someone who only deserves the best b/c she herself is the greatest! It also reminded me of things that people have to go through. These “people” have done nothing wrong yet they’re put in the worst situations. You’re suffering but it’s not in your hands. It’s as much as in your hands, as it was for Anne back then. However, like her, your heart is so big and lovable that you just keep on letting fate take you to your destiny. With hope, love and the prayers of others, you were able to surpass and allow us to witness your awesomeness over and over and over again! I hope you continue to have this effect on all who read and come across your simple beatific words from the heart!
Like everyone has mentioned, they’ll never forget the poem. Why, you might ask? It’s just the fact that you are so innocent and talented. How could anyone read your works, and not feel the deep sensation in the pit of their stomach? How could they not feel the tingle stirring through nerves throughout their whole body? How could they not read unblinking beginning to end because of the possibility that one blink will mean numerous tears flowing down? How could they not learn to luff you through the strong characteristic-like spirit that becomes a part of their souls? A simple answer, They can’t!
Once more, Awesome like the rest! Shann, I’d like to get your permission for something (If you can’t do it yourself). I luff Chicken Soup For the Soul, small stories/ poems written by teens for teens, and I’d really luff it if you’d allow me to submit some of your poems there? It’s really cool, and like you’ve seen, you’ve worked miracles with the people who’ve read these on SS…What would be better than working your magic for people all around? If you’d like to do it yourself, it’d be even better! I just hope one day, I’ll read through Chicken Soup and see your awesome poems published! (www.chickensoup.com)
Once again, This is just like Anne Frank. In her diary, there’s a chapter that Anne shares with us about a certain dream world of hers. It’s the exact SAME as your perfect world except in diff words. How does it feel to be compared so much to one of the greatest kid writers EVER? You’re just as awesome as Anne.
THAT IS SO CUTE! I think it’s my fav after the L-O-V-E poem! I mean, even though some peeps consider themselves opposite of their best friends b/c they see things diff. you learn later in life, that deep down, you’re friends b/c you both are so similar…that prob didn’t make any sense…Well, It was awesome nevertheless…
That’s all????? Come on, I want more of your awesomeness! *looks at the time* Okay, Okay, I’ve been reading/quoting for a while but still…I CAN’T WAIT FOR MORE!
PAMS whenever you can,
Luff Always,
Riddle Queen Tina

Okay, so have to save the thread! Lol. TINA!! I LOVE YOU! I'll reply asap I promise, okay? Here's another poem that's not that good, but...

In the Moonlight

Music in the moonlight
Poetry in the moonlight
Anger in the moonlight
Rivalry in the moonlight
Robbery in the moonlight
Generosity in the moonlight
Steath in the moonlight
Soul in the moonlight
Forever in the moonlight
Past in the moonlight
Future in the moonlight
Ghost in the moonlight
Truth in the moonlight
Lies in the moonlight
Memory in the moonlight
Forgotten in the moonlight
Excitement in the moonlight
Terror in the moonlight
Mystery in the moonlight
Awake in the moonlight
Asleep in the moonlight
Promise in the moonlight
Denial in the moonlight
Acceptance in the moonlight
Deception in the moonlight
Romance in the moonlight
Betrayal in the moonlight
Love in the moonlight
Hate in the moonlight
Peace in the moonlight
War in the moonlight
Power in the moonlight
Weakness in the moonlight
Life in the moonlight
Death in the moonlight
Pain in the moonlight
Healing in the moonlight
Rejoice in the moonlight
Mourn in the moonlight
Rejoice in the moonlight
Delight in the moonlight
Grief in the moonlight
Beauty in the moonlight
Scar in the moonlight
Grace in the moonlight
Treason in the moonlight
Help in the moonlight
Loneliness in the moonlight
Company in the moonlight
Tears in the moonlight
Smiles in the moonlight
Rest in the moonlight
Dispair in the moonlight
Comfort in the moonlight
Drown in the moonlight
Rescue in the moonlight
Poison in the moonlight
Medicine in the moonlight
Harm in the moonlight
Safety in the moonlight
Wonder in the moonlight
Light in the moonlight
Darkness in the moonlight
Sad in the moonlight
Joy in the moonlight
Triumph in the moonlight
Failure in the moonlight
Hope in the moonlight
Surrender in the moonlight
Forgiveness in the moonlight
Trust in the moonlight
Want in the moonlight
Give in the moonlight
Take in the moonlight
Frailty in the moonlight
Strength in the moonlight
Fear in the moonlight
Courage in the moonlight
Murder in the moonlight
Magic in the moonlight
You in the moonlight
Me in the moonlight
Do you still like the moonlight?
Gone is the moonlight


Time to Let it Go

No more worrying
No more ache
There's too much now
At stake

Too many sorrows
Too many fears
They have been dashed
By the one I love
For so many years

You try to hunt me down
To hurt and punish me
But I don't think that's how it will go
For you to make me see

You're not my everything
You're my nothing now
I don't need you like I thought
So just tell me how
You get to me everytime

Losing trust
Losing hope
Losing you
Losing it all

Is there a healing for this?
Is there some type of cure?
You ripped my heart out
When I saw you with her

You've killed our chances and future
You're stubborn
You're mean
And anything you can do
To keep hurting me
Yet I can't let go of you

I don't want you
I don't want you to go
So my mind continues the empty argument
Of which you don't know

Forgiveness is yours
But you don't deserve
Heartache is mine
But do I deserve?

So it's time to let go
It's time to let go
It's time to let go
It's time to let go

If only I could let go
If only you could let go
If only we could let go
Then maybe I wouldn't hurt

He picked her
He wants it both ways
I want out
But I feel a strange praise
From him to stay

Can I deny him?
Can I refuse him?
Should I deny him?
Should I refuse him?

Yes

Time to let go
For both of our sakes
In this sick fantasy we called love

Time to let go
Of something so fake
Something that was hardly ever love

So I let go
I let go
And he left
And I'm glad

I let go
And he's history
He's finished
And somehow
No matter how much I smile
No matter how much he hurt me
No matter how short or long while
No matter what he made me see
I still mourn
I still cry
I'm still sad
For saying goodbye

I let go
But I never really let go
Someone save me
For I can't do it myself

The time to let go
Has gone and passed
I still think of him
Even though I'm free at last

But I knew that it was
Time to let go
Time to let go
Time to let go
Time to let go

I hope he k new that it was
Time to let go
Time to let go
Time to let go
Time to let go

Another poem for whoever drops by! TINA I LOVE YOU!

No Me Ames
(Do Not Love Me)

No me ames
I'll hurt you
No me ames
I'll break you

No me ames
I'm falling
No me ames
You're calling

No me ames
I'll disappoint you
No me ames
I'll desert you

No me ames
You're too good
No me ames
I never could
Be what I should
And believe me, I would
If only I could

No me ames
We'd just die
No me ames
Just say goodbye
And watch me cry
We could never fly
So why even try?

No me ames
Get going
No me ames
Stop showing
How love could start growing
And I'd only be throwing
Away what might begin flowing

No me ames
It can't last
No me ames
It's only the past
That's gone way too fast
So put up the mast
Because this spell is not cast
And look your last
Possiblities too vast

No me ames
Why do you want me?
No me ames
You can't see
All I'd be
If you...If we
We'd never be free

No me ames
Do not love me
No me ames
Do not love me
No me ames
Do not love me

No me ames
Because I love you


Shannon:hello:

Not as much as I love you! :glomp: I love all your updates! I especially love the “No me Ames” one. :: Hails your awesomeness once more ::
I just went and checked UDDUP, and read about your “critical condition” :: Sniffs and shakes head :: I hope you get better. And, I will continue to keep you in my prayers!
No need to reply to my crazy remarks. I know you’re busy and just knowing you read them is more than enough!
I hope to hear more of your awesomeness…
I’ll always be back even if it is a day or even a month later!
Don’t worry. I’ll be back and I’ll go nuts if they even try and delete this thread. And, trust me, we’re enjoying this mucho more! Keep them coming! ;)
:: Huggles you and clings wherever you are ::
I love you sooooooooo very much and I hope you get better soon! :glomp: :loved:
Love Always,
Your soon-to-be-stalkee. :shifty: (( **COUGH** I only stalk the Super special **Cough**))
~~RQT

I absolutely lov ur poems! they're so beautiful!

Shannon, someone form UDDUP sent us this link, and I went. The poem your sister put in was so sad, and it helped me see how you feel. It was very beautiful and shows me how much i take life for granted. With your persmission, I want to show his ot some of my friends. And yes, you have changed a life. Thank you so much, and I hope you feel better. Post more when you can.

Love you darling,
Angie