My poems about a little bit of everything

Hi I used to have a topic when I was Everlife but I'm Chrissie now, so here comes a poem:

In the winter
When everything is dark and cold
Her presence
Spreads love and warmth
She comes with light
Above her head
Just like a halo
She is godsent


BTW it's about Lucia, I wrote it for an assembly at school.

wow thats really good.

Thanks so very much, sometimes I succeed in writing

your welcome

Taking a step
Outside the store
Hearing a scream,
Full of pain and fear
Trying not to panic
But my heart beats so fast,
My walking turns to running
And I hurry, before
Someone might die
But the further I get
I see nothing but blood
I see nothing,
And no one is screaming no more
My throat feels dry
And hurts like hell,
My face is wet
And smells like blood,
A thought hits me
''Maybe it was me,
Maybe it was I ,
Who screamed and no one else''
As the thought hits
It is too late
I'm already falling,
Dying, to the ground

I scream and scream
But no one seems to hear
My dreams feels so real
I can feel his hands against my throat
I can feel my lungs go out of air
And just then I realize...That it is all real

Life is a mystery
A mystery without clues
You can look into a person's eyes and see her soul
But you can never really understand it
What would life be without a mystery?
What would life be if everyone knew about tomorrow?
Would we make mistakes?
Would we learn?
Would we cry and feel sad again?
Or laugh and be happy?
Or would we feel anger?
How would we be without feelings?
Without sorrow?

We would be shells
Shells without feelings
Shells made of flesh and blood
That would look like us but not act like us
Since the feelings would be blown away

What is a human without feelings?
What is a world without happiness or sadness or even hate or anger?

That is not a world
That's a hell

Four planes took the lives of many
Four planes crushed a lot of hearts
But in the same time they made a lot of heroes
And many came closer to what they feel in their hearts

Everyone was shocked by the cruelty
By the hate that made them do it
How could anyone crush that many dreams that big?
So many lives, both young and old?
How could someone want to cause such a tragedy?
So many families felt and still feels sorrow
So many families were split into pieces

wow great poems

Just another poem that I wrote for my Lucia assemble:

In the moonlight
The snow is whiter than light
Like walking on crystals
See the angels in white
They follow one
With a halo above
They bring light and joy, into your soul



Hope you liked it

neat. swift. thought-provoking.

It's concentrated with images, pictures, scenes, just liek a tale, a story, a novel, in moving pictures -- a movie.

Just that it's worded into concise lines.

I hope what I've said is enough, because that's all that I'm left with after reading your write. you robbed me off all my flowery language and vocabulary.

beautiful!