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| Poetry |
| Welcome to my poetry page. Here you can sit back, relax, and read some poetry. If you have a good poem you want me to put on this page, |
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| War, Sad Poems |
| TITLE: ONCE UPON A TIME AUTHOR: TAMARA BELKINA Once upon a time there was a boy, He became a soldier at sixteen, He was looking for glory and fame But found none in the trenches He knew too little about life, But way too much about death, He was looking for glory and fame But found none in the trenches He never knew love, But he knew how to throw a grenade, He was looking for glory and fame But found none in the trenches He used to do his homework quick, But he wasn't quick enough to put his gas mask on, He was looking for glory and fame But found none in the trenches He wanted to be a writer once, But ended up blue-faced sleeping for ever, He was looking for glory and fame But found death in the trenches |
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| Family |
| Friends |
| Thoughts, Dreams |
| TITLE: GREATFULNESS AUTHOR: TAMARA BELKINA Dreaming about a better world Hearing about people with joyful lives and Wishing life would be happier Is just a waste of your time! Life is way too short for that may friend, and Moaning will not get you far, but Gratefulness, itself, will make you feel good! |
| TITLE: LONELINESS AUTHOR: TAMARA BELKINA Loneliness is gray like a storm cloud floating Sluggishly above the ground. It is also like a muddy road That is forgotten and forlorn. It drills through my heart, Leaving me in sorrow and pain. It reminds me of the time i saw a lost little girl Glancing over the crowd, and The spark of fear in her eyes When she was unable to find her mother. It makes me feel sad and rejected, Like seeing a forsaken kitten Left in a noisy street all by itself. It makes me want to cry out loud And slowly sink into the world of my dreams, The world that sin't filled with terror and pain, The world i'd give everything to live in |
| Limericks |
| TITLE: BANANA CAKE AUTHOR: TAMARA BELKINA A girl once loved banana cake Her mother thought it was easy to make "Yes it is true, It tastes like glue But for my daughter I like to bake" |
| TITLE: DANCING AUTHOR: TAMARA BELKINA There was a small pig named Pat Who loved to dance with the cat "Dancing is great, It is really top rate!" Said the cat who loved to play with the rat |
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| ...to get back home... |
| me and i'll take a look at it |