Here are my poems...usually different then normal poems, very dark usually but if I take out all my dark feelings in my poems, that way I'm not
depressed all day
Here is one I wrote trying to make something like a poem we read in french today...and I was bored...not much of a rhyme scheme...just...read it
She sat on the cliff
Cried to the night
She sat and recalled
that horrible sight
Wanting him to be there
She sat and sighed
hoped the doctor had lied
She sat and cried
knowing he had died
Wanting him to be there
She wanted to die
had no strength to try
sat there and cried
sat there and lied
She told herself he would come back
She told herself the doctor made a mistake
she felt a hand on her shoulder
she turned around suddenly feeling less colder
She saw his face
the doctor had made a mistake
the doctor had lied
He hadn't died
wow! excellent, especially the first one!
The end was slightly dissapointing though, more pain would have made it much cooler, the guy should have died!
Anyways, hats off to you!!