Hey, this is the first post and this poem really means a lot for me!

Please comment! Criticism is the best way to correct! like it or not please tell!

[b]Café comprar was full of people;
Being messed up with them;
I met you with a spilt coffee on my shirt;
You began with handkerchief to clear the dirt;
I looked upon with eyes of perplex shine;
I thought it was an illusion;
With that concern on your face;
I don’t know well;
My coração began to dwell;
With that presence of yours;
I felt that I have a hopeful ray;
Because today was
My lucky day.    

1. One normal sunny day
Two terriost went to play
Climbing aboard two planes
They pretend to play
One brought out a gun
Not wanting to be out done
The segundo one pulled out a blade

2. With no shame
They stated their claim
To the twin towers
To take an iron shower

3. As the towers were struck
Others became stuck
Pleading for their rescue
They fell to their refuge

4. Down came the towers
As we watched for hours
Praying for mercy
We fell to our knees
We call 9/11
A dia we remember

this is a poem written to my best friend who is about to mover away.... dont be to much of a critic please... i just had to say this... thank you...

We have,
shared,
smiled,
and cried together.
you have held my hand when i was scared,
and you tell me every thing will be ok.
i know that we have,
trust,
love,
and happiness to lean on.
you have showed me,
light,
honesty,
and how to accept my self.
i am always here for you,
never forget the times we shared,
and always remember i will be there.

The trees always seemed to shake.
And the pretty still calm lake.
The calm wind blowing in my face.
Oh, look two young deer having a race.
Look at those bees in a beehive up in that tree.
While a borboleta perches on my knee.
The sweet smell of dozens of fresh flowers.
Look!
A beautiful rose!
And a small blue bird.
There it goes.
As I hum, the mockingjay is my echo.
Oh no it’s ALMOST time to go.
The grama is as green and fresh as lime.
As I look at my watch wondering if it’s time to go.
Sadly, yes it’s time.
As I watch from a distance a urso behind a árvore scratching it’s back.
Uh-oh I think it’s going to attack!
I go run away.
Hoping I can come back another day.
The forest is sometimes dangerous, but it’s beautiful, calm, and quiet.
But I wish I didn't have to say goodbye this way. :(

(poems from my mind)

1.[have you ever?]
Have you ever wondered?
Have you ever feared?
Have you ever questioned?
Or were you always scared?

2.[like a toy]
Have you ever heard of love?
Or happiness and joy?
No you didn't,
Because to you, everything is like a toy.

3.[my stupid mind]
I am so tired,
Of hearing these words in my mind.
Sometimes, I wish i can just fall,
And go deaf and blind.

4.[a natal poem]
natal is on the way,
So merry Christmas!
What else can i say?

(a poem that i read from the internet)

Sick of crying,
Tired of trying,
Yes, I am smiling,
But inside, I am dying.

(a poem that my closest friend wrote for me, it may be my favorito poem of all time)
God gave us two eyes to see,
Two legs to walk the street,
Two ears to let us hear,
And two arms to defend ourselves and not to fear.
But why did he give u only one heart?
Maybe because somewhere in this world there is the other part,
That we should look for and when we find never tare them apart.

conor your my angel
conor your my heart
i amor you lots and lots
right from the start

conor you know i love
conor you know i care
i amor you lots and lots
even though its not fair

conor your my heaven
conor your my sky
i amor you lots and lots
i just dont know why

conor you my dream
conor your my wish
i amor you lots and lots
i amor you conor.

conor you my life
conor your my clouds
i amor you lots and lots
i wish you were here
just to see your gorgeous face

conor i think you cool
conor i think you great
i amor you lots and lots
its just the way it is......

Help Please
por Alyssa Rivers

Help please
Does anyone hear my cry?
If you hear my cry
Please help me understand
Why I feel this way
Like there is no hope

Can you help me please understand
Why am I on my own?
Laying there on the floor
Never coming back

Where were you?
I needed you
I needed one call from you
I didn’t ask for much
My life was falling apart
Without being told or even saying it could
I don’t understand
Why am I here?
What am I doing wrong?

Where were you?
When I needed you the most
When I couldn’t get back up
And couldn’t fight anymore
When I was falling down inside
When I was dying inside
My hearts gone and vanished

Where were you?
When I needed you the most

Help me please
If you hear my cry
Help me understand why

A piece of sky
Kept in a bottle.
A piece of sun
Never to be revealed...


A dia never forgotten
And forever kept
In the head of an old friend.


A de praia, praia found
And turned apart,
In procurar of a treasure
Never treasure,
Never buried there.


A stolen kiss,
por a famous thief.
A child crying because
She will never find it!


























































































To all of you:D

A poem
por edward-lover456
a poem is a way to let out you'r feelings.
a poem is a unlemated use of words that show what you are feeling and thinking.
a poem is the underlayers of the soul no one gets to see.
a poem is a couple of words that can make a difrents.
A poem is away to heal or meand or make you smile or laugh or be happy a poem has the power to make feeling better or worse witch ever you deside.

thanks so much for leitura this guys and even if you do not write poems try it you mite think its fun i hope you injoyed this.