Poems"If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?" - Emily Dickinson.
Rhythm, rhyme, sound, words, and meaning - poetry brings all of these together to invoke your imagination. An ancient form that has existed for longer than the written language, poetry - in its varied forms - has something for everyone. In this section, we bring you the myriad colors and shades of this beautiful literary form.
Mrs. Goodwill's Farewell
Basically about a patient who chose to end her life.
The Darkness Welcomes The Dead
Deeply dark and melancholy, suicidal.
Pain and Sorrow
Just a poem I made on my way to school 12/7/16.
Love, strength, and together.
Watching The World Go By
Reminiscing old friends and loves.
Your Birthday Bell
A birthday poem.
But I Can't Say a Word
I stumbled as I stammered figuring my next move something I never did before. Ahh.. Umm, he made me this way for quite a while now.
Hearts And Roses
After the anger comes compromise.
Brexit is real, yet I don't see those in power bringing any benefit to our nation.
My revision poem for English. Gotta love Macbeth!
My thoughts on th 14/6/16.
The Best Gift
I wrote this two days ago after watching my father pass away. For Father's Day.
Sometimes we forget how to communicate. It's always better to talk.
Changes, individuality, standing up, and graceful leaving.
When I Smile...
These are reasons behind my smile...
Ultimate Revision Roast
Title says it all.
To my Road Tracker
To track my way to Heaven, Jesus is the surest Road tracker.
A Remnant People
This is a poem I recently composed for church-related purposes. Please read and comment.
How Big is Your God?
My God is immeasurable, invincible; the Ancient of days.
Think Of You Still
A true love never dies.
My love for poetry!
Plug Into Your Life!
Mind freeing poem.
Not Even in a Second
Preparing hearts towards the imminent rapture...
No one, not even me but God alone shall close the holes in your heart ANNA.
A portent of Death!