Poems 
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This is my all new poems page! Please feel free to send me some poems... I really like poetry and will add your poem (and of course post your name so I don't take credit for it). (I'll warn you now... my poetry is HORRIBLE!)
WOMAN
I'm glad I'm a woman, yes I am, yes I am.
I don't live off of Budweiser, beer nuts, and Spam.
I don't brag to my buddies about my erections,
And I won't drive to Hell before I ask for directions.
I don't get wasted at parties and act like a clown,
And I know how to put the damned toilet seat down!
I won't grab your "hooters", I won't pinch your butt,
And my belt buckle's not hidden beneath my beer gut.
I don't go around readjusting my crotch,
Or yell like Tarzan when my bed post gets a notch.
I don't belch in public, or scratch my behind,
I'm a woman you see - I'm just not that kind!
I'm glad I'm a woman, I'm so glad I could sing.
I don't have body hair like shag carpeting.
It doesn't grow from my ears, or cover my back,
And when I lean over, you don't see 3 inches of crack!
And what's on my head doesn't leave with my comb;
I'll never buy a toupee to cover my dome
Or have a few hairs pulled from over the side.
I'm a woman, you know...I've got far too much pride!
And I honestly think it's a privilege for me
To have these two boobs and squat when I pee.
I don't live to play golf and shoot basketball,
I don't swagger and spit like some Neanderthal.
I won't tell you my wife just does not understand,
Or shove my hand in my pocket to hide that gold band.
I won't tell you a story to make you sigh and weep,
Then screw you, roll over, and fall sound asleep.
Yes, I'm glad I'm a woman - a woman you see
Can forget all about that old penis envy.
I don't long for male bonding, I don't cruise for chicks,
Join the Hair Club for Men, or think with my dick!
I'm a woman by chance, and I'm thankful it's true,
I'm so glad I'm a woman, and not a man like you!
-Submitted by Melissa Lavergne.
I'll Never Forget You
They play and play in my head
The thoughts of when you were here
I can't seem to forget them
They bring me so much cheer
It's been two months since you've been gone
I'll never forget the day
Memories of who you were
They will always stay.
You and I were very close
You know you were my favorite
The time that I had shared with you
You know I'll always savour it.
Life will never be the same
It's like some kind of race
People will come and go
But you could never be replaced
Nothing will ever stop the pain
That I'm feeling inside
It all started to show up
The day that you had died
Sometimes when I'm all alone
I seem to think of you
I have just one last thing to say
I'll never forget you.
-Tiffany Pauli. 98,05,13.
Painful Memories
Too young to make a difference, Old enough to understand,
Young enought to be real scared, something so evil and unplanned,
I feel so empty and used, so robbed and betrayed, NO matter
how I try to forget, the memories always stayed,
Sometimes dreams come to haunt me, the memories of those
times, the days that he abused me, are etched deep in my mind,
Sometimes the pain is so intense, it aches deep inside me, I wish
I could go back in time, this hurt would never be,
I would have stopped him when I could, but at the time I felt, so
small and tiny, vulnerable, nothing would have helped,
Now I deal with the pain, the invisible scars, the fear, I don't
know if I can just forgive and forget, cause the memories
will always be here.
-This poem was written by an anonymous person who would like to be remembered as Butterfly Angel. It is very sad but also very true, Rape is one of the worst things to happen to a person, especially when so young, and so many stories go untold. She wishes everyone a good life, and lots of good luck, as they suffer through any trials. And would like everyone to know her motto: Two steps forward for every step back, eventually you will succeed.
The Other Shore
Standing at the ocean,
standing at the sea,
I see another shore,
and a girl who looks like me.
I see another shore,
I see a dream I knew.
I see another time before,
a time when love was true.
I see water that I've crossed,
I see the bridge I've burned,
I see you there beside me;
is my lesson learned?
Now the girl is gone,
not where she was before.
It's amazing what you see,
standing on the other shore
* * *By Annelise Montone
I want
I woke up this morning to see the picture you gave me. It was
sitting on my calender. You looked at me with those
beautiful blue eyes, and I wished you were here.
I want to wake up to you. I want you to be the first thing I wake
up to each morning. I want to be your knight in
shining armour. I want to be your Romeo, and you my Juliet.
How I wish you were here, so I could hold you, carress you, and
kiss you until the sun went down. But you're not.
-By Kid Tigger
I was
All I think about,
all I talk about,
all I pray about is you.
I was hurt, you healed me.
I was sad, but you made me smile.
I was dying, you made me live.
I was no one,
I was lonely,
but now I love.
-By Mev
The Perfect Friend
Today I found a friend
Who knew everything I felt
She knew my every weakness
And the problems I have been dealt
She understood my wonders
And listened to my dreams
She listened to how I felt
About life and love and knew what it all means
Not once did she interrupt me
Or tell me I was wrong
She just understood what I was going through
And promised she'd stay long
I reached out to this friend
To show her that I care
To pull her close and let her know
How much I need her there
I went to hold her hand
To pull her a bit nearer
And realized this perfect friend I'd found
Was nothing but a mirror
* * *By Shannen Wrass
THE STORY OF A LIFETIME
It all started out 86 years ago
when a father became a mother's beau
Soon after that a baby was on the way
that certainly was a magnificant day
That baby turned out to be a girl
whose smile twinkled just like a pearl
That baby soon learned how to talk
then came eating and she even walked
Then a toddler she soon became
at this point she was very hard to tame
Soon that baby started school
and she realized she hated that one word rule
Soon that baby started grade four
her parents realized she wouldn't be a baby much more
Soon that baby finished grade eight
high school was one thing she thought she would hate
Once that baby started grade 9
she realized her high school carrer would be just fine
Highschool was finished soon after that
and a new stage in her life that baby was at
Soon after that she was off to be married
and by a new person the baby would be carried
Shortly after this the many babies came
then they knew their baby girl had grown into a dame
After this the baby became very sad
because she lost her mother and dad
Now the baby and husband were all alone
but very often their children did phone
A while after that her husband did die
she had a very hard time saying good bye
For a long time the baby was sad
and she finally realized what she once had
She wanted to be with her mother and dad
and the husband she once married and had
She didn't want to live any longer without her love
she knew she would soon join hin up ablove
As she entered her last diary entry
she felt her spirit trying to go free
As she took her very last breath
she knew her family would be hurt by her death
She wanted to be with her husband though
after all he was her husband her beau
She was happy beacause her husband was near
she wasn't even scared and she didn't even fear
As she headed toward the light
she was amazed by the beautiful sight
She saw her husband coming toward her
She remembered the way that they once were
Then she knew that they would be together forever
and their ties no one could sever
They thought about how it started out 86 years ago
when a father became a mother's beau
By: Amanda A. Weber
Forgotten
I ran away to my forgotten place just to be with me.
I saw the flowers and there beauty that people just dont see.
I cried my tears for all those lost that noone ever knew.
And then the night grew darkend and I knew what I had to do.
I found you asleep in your dreams that night, but never did you wake.
Even when I told you that everyone is fake.
Maybe in your dream that night you dremt of all the lies.
Maybe when you woke-up you were still cold with the lies.
-Sarah
Moon
The moon
Full of light
Yet full of dark sadness.
There lies the reminders
Of all my loved ones.
Looking down,
On me.
Like Angels riding
Comets.
Moon and rain
Mixed
Is like the tears
That fall for their
Life.
Moon that shines so bright
Why must you
Put dropplets in my
Eyes tonight?
Remind me
Why my life is Hell.
Please Moon...
Don't show anymore.
Let me convince
Myself that
My heart was never
Broken and
That I will be alright
-Heather Rea/ 98. 07. 05
Where Poems Come From
A thought, a dream
An idea that gleams
A question and an answer
The moves of a graceful dancer
The sunset and sunrise
The sadness of all good-byes
The howling of the wind when the rain splatters down
The beautiful lady in her bright satin gown
A comforting had to hold very tight
A twinkling star in the sky of night
There's a world full of poems which haven't been written
It's up to us, my friends, to find where they're hidden
* * * Leila Wright.
Dreams
Dreams/ like fragile glass ornaments/ Carefully positioned/ to work out just right/ Until there is a bump in the road/ Our carefully planned dreams/ So easily knocked out of place/ Plummet to the floor/ One by one/ they shatter into a million pieces/ Impossible to fit back together/ we are left empty/ Slowly we walk over our broken dreams/ The shards cutting deeply/ We bleed and cry/ and struggle to find hope/ Though the bleeding may stop/ and the tears may be comforted/ Scars will remain/ Painful reminders/ Of lost hope/ and stolen inocence.
-Dandylion
To anyone who's poems I've taken down.. sorry but I've had a lot of complaints about depressing poetry and took some of it down. Sorry.
* * * = Found author's poem in 'Teen Magazine. All credit is given to the author.
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