Official thread for poems

[mavarchi]

When I look in your eyes full of hope and dreams
I want to give you everything
To make life easy for you.



To shield you from all the pain that life can bring
To protect you only as I can to keep you from harm.

I place your tiny hands in mine when I hold you in my arms
I know my love for you will never die
Because of you I am all that I am and all that I can be.

My perfect child of mine
As you grow each day so does my love for you
As I think of all that you will be.

I’m as proud as a mother can be.

[mackenna]

This is one of my all-time-favorite poems by William Wordsworth...

Daffodils


I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

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@Princess:A very Brilliant & amazingly creative work of Art!
Your words brought me to tears..

[mavarchi]

I have not seen that one for years mackenna, it was one of the first poems i liked

[Jameo]

This is one of my favourite poems, mostly because I have an ancestor who was an officer in the light brigade. I initially heard it at school, and I find the bravery of the men really touching. For those of you who are not aware, everyone who receives the victoria cross for bravery, is linked to this charge. To this day, all VC medals are made from guns captured in this charge. The poem is obviously by Lord Tennyson

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.


"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.


Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.


Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.


Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.


When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.

Guys all of your who have supplied your own poems, I am extremely impressed. I certainly do not have the skills to come up with some of the things you have :)

Thanks for your efforts

[Trevor]

I'm very hesitant about posting any writings of my own, but as I really enjoy reading work of other members here, I thought I'd join and share one of my poems. I'll remove it in the near future though.

Sorry, removed it

[mackenna]

Dear friends,

The following poem by Robert Frost is very close to my heart, ever inspiring, for I cherish these words as they resonate in every corner of my soul. These words represent the amazing fact of life-A fact that can be seen and realized with ever single breath!

The Road not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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With Love,

Mackenna

[Mark2]

A wish


My days still linger, slow and rough
Each moment multiplies the sadness
Within the heart of hapless love
Disturbing all the hopes of madness
I'm silent; not a word I breathe.
I weep, my tears -- my consolation
My soul, held captive by the grief
Still finds delight in this sensation.
No longer do I care if life goes by,
O, hollow phantom into darkness flee;
The sorrow of my love is dear to me--
If I die loving, then I pray let die!

by Alexander Pushkin.

[mackenna]

Dear friends,

In reply to Mark2's poem by Alexander Pushkin(loved it a lot-Thank you so much for sharing!), here's a rhyme in the voice of Mariah Carey's-"Hero"

There's a hero..
If you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid
Of what you are

There's an answer
If you reach into your soul
And the sorrow that you know
Will melt away...

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive

So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you!

It's a long road...
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold.

You can find love...
If you search within yourself
And the emptiness you felt
Will disappear...

And then a hero comes
along With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive

So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you!

Lord knows Dreams are hard to follow
But don't let anyone Tear them away
Hold on, there will be tomorrow
In time You'll find the way...

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive

So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you!

You can enjoy the rhyme & its rhythm sung by Mariah Carey herself...

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLFfXTwdVbY"]YouTube - Hero - Mariah Carey (Lyrics)[/ame]

Dedicate to all our Heroes and Heroines in the T-I family.

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With Love,

Mackenna

[JustJenna]

This is a song I wrote several years ago. It's about moving on from an abusive relationship.

I'll Dance Among Dead Flowers
by JustJenna

Come and find me
cause I'm tired of hiding
and I'm tired of crying
no more closed doors
and no more empty places
or broken hurts left to curl on the floor.

I'm not that girl you broke
the one who hid from flowers
its not me you see
i'm tired of pretending
come and find me
you'll try to play that game we used to play
but you'll be too late - I shattered the pieces.

shake me
take me
hate me
but you'll never break me
you are nothing
and i am everything

dont unsheath your sword
it only cuts the air
blood might spill its true
but I found the healing clot

tears may fall
but everything dries
and everything dies
and everything is born anew

I'll dance among dead flowers now
celebrate their life and embrace their death
dont flinch away, they were beautiful once
but death escapes no one
the lucky ones live again
one day everything is born anew.

the meaning of spring
a new life
a new beginning
the meaning of me

[Kirby]

This is just a little something I wrote the night before Valentines Day this year. If you need a hint, it's about the course of a relationship from start to end.
It was for a small contest, but I didn't win because it was hard to understand and too long --
I've always adored rhythmic poems.

Who is Love?

I am the slow uprising rush
of glittering dawn and twilight's hush
The hundred gusts of breezing air
That twist and tangle through his hair
He smells of drowsy rosebuds at night
He dances like seagulls, soaring in flight
His yearning echos beyond the beach
Tickling her feet, within her reach

I am the gleaming glints of day
The bare autumn branches begin to sway
Falling leaves ride the breeze
She paces into the thickets of trees
She'd walk the boundless fields of grain
Skipping through the puddles of rain
Braids blessed with bows, the sweetest dress
All for a chance at his warmest caress

I am the butterflies swooping low
Fluttering away from the gleams of snow
Wings of golden and silvery blue
Scouring for strength to say 'I love you.'
The words left unspoken, gathering dust
Vital to the buildup of everlasting trust
Their eyes meet like the skies and sea
Forever and always, eternal glee

I am the chilling freezing frost
The hills of marigolds shrouded and lost
Rabbits long gone, the jungle cooped inside
He embraces her firmly, incessantly by her side
His devotion lights the flame of heart
Her amity is the sugary tart
A candy-coated surprise center
Where live-long memories surely enter

I am the stormy sudden thunder
Raindrops batter ships down under
The flurries dwindle to a close
Silence delivers the mightiest blows
He slams the door, dropping the beers
Her face is stained with blood and tears
She turns and leaves, without a sound
A heavy heart shattering as it hits the ground

Who am I?

by Kirby