My poetry page

The Poems

  • Memories...
  • Because
  • Milly's poem
  • I watch you silently sleep
  • A lonely soul
  • I am not there
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    Writing can be a window to the soul...a way to release your emotions that can't be said...a non-confrontational way to let people know how you feel and sometimes a pressure relief valve. Here are some of my favourite poems...some written by me, some by others.


    Memories...

    I'm fine till early morning,
    When the memories drop by.
    They visit uninvited,
    And tend to multiply.
    I'm awed by your love
    I melt before your smile.
    I reach out to your presence,
    Held closely all the while.
    Those moon lit nights and roses,
    Kept promises of play
    To tender love's proposes,
    That heightened every day.
    And tho' dark friends surround me,
    The shadows on the wall,
    The ever vigil street light,
    The lonely morepork's call.
    This room still bathes in moonlight,
    Is filled with roses' hue,
    But empty as a promise,
    Without the near of you.

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    Because

    Our friendship has grown stronger now
    Our loneliness left behind
    You taught me all the things in life
    I thought I'd never find
    Whenever I'm feeling down
    You pick me up from the floor
    You make me feel a life ahead
    So I feel like living once more
    You give me advice so freely
    You talk to me of pain
    You tell me about things in life
    I owe you all I've gained
    Because you mean so much to me
    And because your love has given me the greatest joy I know
    Because you're such a part of me
    I'll never let you go
    Our friendship will last for ever
    Though people may think it won't
    I think it will because I feel like I know you so much better

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    Milly's Poem
    This poem was written for me by my niece Milly

    To My Dearest KELZ

    I've known you all my life
    And I've always called you Kel
    You are my mum's little sister
    And you've always meant well

    I know I can always come to you
    When I need some advice
    And I know I can trust you
    Cause you're really really nice

    You know you're like a sister to me
    And you treat me like one too
    That makes me feel really special
    Because I can trust and talk to you

    If you ever need someone to talk to
    You know where I am
    I live in a far away land that you dislike
    Lending a helping hand

    So ring me if you need to talk
    And I'll try to understand
    Don't be scared to tell me what's wrong
    Cause I'm here to hold your hand

    So remember this and keep in mind
    People like these are hard to find
    For our friendship is very true
    I'm always going to have time for
    YOU

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    I watch you silently sleep

    I watch you silently sleep
    Your little hands caressing the cat
    Your hair framing the angelic face
    Such a big heart for a little girl
    A heart filled with love and yet so much pain

    Your body in stark contrast from moments earlier
    Shaking with fear,
    Each sob making your little body writhe
    A mother holding back her own tears.

    Tears of a time gone by
    Tears of not knowing
    Thru the sobs come tiny words
    Four words that can make grown men cry
    "I miss my Nana"

    You lie there...holding you close
    Telling you that Nana and I love you
    Feeling my heart tear from my body
    How can I help you understand little one?
    When I myself don't understand?

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    A lonely soul

    A lonely soul
    In turning time
    A rising toll
    Of shattered minds
    A darkened night
    With saddened fears
    A losing fight
    On deafened ears
    Decisions made
    Cease to weep
    Plans are made
    For eternal sleep
    Goodbyes spoken
    Life resigned
    One last token
    A star that shines

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    I am not there
    This poem was written by Sexy_Smiles (Sonia)

    I am not there, don't look for me
    My laughter, my smile, and my joy are not there
    My tears, my frown, and my sadness are not there
    Do not weep your tears for me,
    I am not there
    Nothing of mine is there, only a headstone with my name,
    I am not there
    That's not even my body, it was only a shell to hold my spirit,
    I am not there
    Hold me in your heart, for I am there...

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