YOUR POETRY 3
 
 
 
  Romeo and Juliet Epilogue Sonnet By Gini Woolfolk ([email protected])

The pow'r of love is strong and yields to none.

That fearless strength no battle can deter.

What seems as lost to some is really won.
In eyes of love there is no surrender.

And death, to some, no other fate can match,

But to a soul of whom love was denied,

Who hangs and clings on strings love did attatch,

To live without is worse than to have died.

Once torn apart, the homes now bound in pain,

The tombs, once bare, now starting to congest,

But with these losses, knowledge now is gained.

An armistice is what will save the rest.
Regretfully, the see what they had done.

For one man's deeds you cannot blame his son.

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Waiting
By Gini Woolfolk ([email protected])
I am full of me.

That's all that I can be,
And all that I can see. . .
is you.

And one so wanting love
Sees heaven up above
As something to dream of

. . . with you.
A flower in a field
Where praying people kneeled

Has nothing there to shield
It from the sun.
It dries and dies right there,

Unlike the pleading prayer
That's nourished by the care

Of Father, Son . . . and Holy Ghost.

I'm waiting . . .
for the answers to the test,

Waiting . . .
for the bird to leave its nest,

Waiting . . .
for the time my mind can rest. . . .
waiting . . .
waiting.


 
 
  Growing Up by Elena ([email protected])
The same hands that used to pour tea for parties
Are now the hands that steer the wheel.
The same feet that used to wear dress up shoes
Now wear two-inch heels.
The same lips that kissed daddy goodnight
Now wear different shades of pink.
And the same little girl who loved to love
Still falls in love quicker than you can blink.
So many changes have taken place
It's hard to believe how far I've come.
But deep down inside that 16 year old girl
Is the child that she's evolved from.
From playing house to going on dates
A lot of time has passed for me.
Pain, and laughter; tears and smiles-
Are a few things that I've seen.
And even though I'm getting older,
I've still got a way to go
So for now I'll take it day by day
And watch me and my world grow.

 
 
  By Nikki Schofield ([email protected])

There's a first time for everything
I was scared
but you assured me that everything would be alright
you said you would take care of me
and spoil me with all that I need
I believed you because I wished you meant it
but now I realize you treated me good for your own special
needs
I remember the night you held me laying there together in
your bed
oh it felt so good but then it felt so bad
now I see that none of that was was real
You may not have meant to hurt me
but you did it anyway.
 
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