Hey, this is the first post and this poem really means a lot for me!

Please comment! Criticism is the best way to correct! like it ou not please tell!

[b]Café boutique was full of people;
Being messed up with them;
I met toi with a spilt coffee on my shirt;
toi began with handkerchief to clear the dirt;
I looked upon with eyes of perplex shine;
I thought it was an illusion;
With that concern on your face;
I don’t know well;
My cœur, coeur began to dwell;
With that presence of yours;
I felt that I have a hopeful ray;
Because today was
My lucky day.    

1. One normal sunny day
Two terriost went to play
Climbing aboard two planes
They pretend to play
One brought out a gun
Not wanting to be out done
The seconde one pulled out a blade

2. With no shame
They stated their claim
To the twin towers
To take an iron shower

3. As the towers were struck
Others became stuck
Pleading for their rescue
They fell to their refuge

4. Down came the towers
As we watched for hours
Praying for mercy
We fell to our knees
We call 9/11
A jour we remember

this is a poem written to my best friend who is about to déplacer away.... dont be to much of a critic please... i just had to say this... thank you...

We have,
shared,
smiled,
and cried together.
toi have held my hand when i was scared,
and toi tell me every thing will be ok.
i know that we have,
trust,
love,
and happiness to lean on.
toi have showed me,
light,
honesty,
and how to accept my self.
i am always here for you,
never forget the times we shared,
and always remember i will be there.

The trees always seemed to shake.
And the pretty still calm lake.
The calm wind blowing in my face.
Oh, look two young deer having a race.
Look at those bees in a beehive up in that tree.
While a papillon perches on my knee.
The sweet smell of dozens of fresh flowers.
Look!
A beautiful rose!
And a small blue bird.
There it goes.
As I hum, the mockingjay is my echo.
Oh no it’s ALMOST time to go.
The herbe is as green and fresh as lime.
As I look at my watch wondering if it’s time to go.
Sadly, yes it’s time.
As I watch from a distance a ours behind a arbre scratching it’s back.
Uh-oh I think it’s going to attack!
I go run away.
Hoping I can come back another day.
The forest is sometimes dangerous, but it’s beautiful, calm, and quiet.
But I wish I didn't have to say goodbye this way. :(

(poems from my mind)

1.[have toi ever?]
Have toi ever wondered?
Have toi ever feared?
Have toi ever questioned?
ou were toi always scared?

2.[like a toy]
Have toi ever heard of love?
ou happiness and joy?
No toi didn't,
Because to you, everything is like a toy.

3.[my stupid mind]
I am so tired,
Of hearing these words in my mind.
Sometimes, I wish i can just fall,
And go deaf and blind.

4.[a Christmas poem]
Christmas is on the way,
So merry Christmas!
What else can i say?

(a poem that i read from the internet)

Sick of crying,
Tired of trying,
Yes, I am smiling,
But inside, I am dying.

(a poem that my closest friend wrote for me, it may be my favori poem of all time)
God gave us two eyes to see,
Two legs to walk the street,
Two ears to let us hear,
And two arms to defend ourselves and not to fear.
But why did he give u only one heart?
Maybe because somewhere in this world there is the other part,
That we should look for and when we find never tare them apart.

conor your my angel
conor your my heart
i l’amour toi lots and lots
right from the start

conor toi know i love
conor toi know i care
i l’amour toi lots and lots
even though its not fair

conor your my heaven
conor your my sky
i l’amour toi lots and lots
i just dont know why

conor toi my dream
conor your my wish
i l’amour toi lots and lots
i l’amour toi conor.

conor toi my life
conor your my clouds
i l’amour toi lots and lots
i wish toi were here
just to see your gorgeous face

conor i think toi cool
conor i think toi great
i l’amour toi lots and lots
its just the way it is......

Help Please
par Alyssa Rivers

Help please
Does anyone hear my cry?
If toi hear my cry
Please help me understand
Why I feel this way
Like there is no hope

Can toi help me please understand
Why am I on my own?
Laying there on the floor
Never coming back

Where were you?
I needed you
I needed one call from you
I didn’t ask for much
My life was falling apart
Without being told ou even saying it could
I don’t understand
Why am I here?
What am I doing wrong?

Where were you?
When I needed toi the most
When I couldn’t get back up
And couldn’t fight anymore
When I was falling down inside
When I was dying inside
My hearts gone and vanished

Where were you?
When I needed toi the most

Help me please
If toi hear my cry
Help me understand why

A piece of sky
Kept in a bottle.
A piece of sun
Never to be revealed...


A jour never forgotten
And forever kept
In the head of an old friend.


A plage found
And turned apart,
In chercher of a treasure
Never treasure,
Never buried there.


A stolen kiss,
par a famous thief.
A child crying because
She will never find it!


























































































To all of you:D

A poem
par edward-lover456
a poem is a way to let out you'r feelings.
a poem is a unlemated use of words that montrer what toi are feeling and thinking.
a poem is the underlayers of the soul no one gets to see.
a poem is a couple of words that can make a difrents.
A poem is away to heal ou meand ou make toi smile ou laugh ou be happy a poem has the power to make feeling better ou worse witch ever toi deside.

thanks so much for lire this guys and even if toi do not write poems try it toi mite think its fun i hope toi injoyed this.