Du go to bett happy.
Du go to bett well.
Then Du wake up sick.
You're rushed to the hospital.
You're lest with no help.
You're poked and you're prodded.
It feels like hell.
Du wish it was over.
Du wish all was swell.
Finally it's over.
All test have been run.
Du hoped for the best,
so Du can have fun.
You're stuck there for days,
before Antwort come.
They say Du have cancer,
Du have to stay.
Days turn to weeks.
There Du lay.
Misery comes with each passing day.
Hate comes in every way.
Now Du wake up,
days after chemo.
Your hair lies around you.
No comfort Du find.
Du can only hope.
Each Tag brings tears.
Du fight with your hardest,
but it wasn't enough.
In the end Du lost.
But Du learned alot more.
Du know Du helpd others.
Du settled the score.
Du go to bett well.
Then Du wake up sick.
You're rushed to the hospital.
You're lest with no help.
You're poked and you're prodded.
It feels like hell.
Du wish it was over.
Du wish all was swell.
Finally it's over.
All test have been run.
Du hoped for the best,
so Du can have fun.
You're stuck there for days,
before Antwort come.
They say Du have cancer,
Du have to stay.
Days turn to weeks.
There Du lay.
Misery comes with each passing day.
Hate comes in every way.
Now Du wake up,
days after chemo.
Your hair lies around you.
No comfort Du find.
Du can only hope.
Each Tag brings tears.
Du fight with your hardest,
but it wasn't enough.
In the end Du lost.
But Du learned alot more.
Du know Du helpd others.
Du settled the score.
Here's some Guter Rat for all Du budding poets out there. Start a Poesie journal and start Schreiben a poem everyday.
To get started all Du need is a notebook and a pencil. Everytime you're inspired Von something you've experienced write it down while it's still fresh in your mind.
You'll find that a lot of what you've written is rubbish but that does not matter. What matter is you're getting into the habit of Schreiben on a regular basis and Von doing that your skills as a poet will improve with the practice Du will get Von keeping a Poesie journal.
To get started all Du need is a notebook and a pencil. Everytime you're inspired Von something you've experienced write it down while it's still fresh in your mind.
You'll find that a lot of what you've written is rubbish but that does not matter. What matter is you're getting into the habit of Schreiben on a regular basis and Von doing that your skills as a poet will improve with the practice Du will get Von keeping a Poesie journal.
Teary-eyed I stared at his angelic face
A dream this can only be.
For I Lost him year's before.
But here he stands gently smiling.
I lay a hand to my herz to steady it.
Trying to clear my mind I close my eyes,
And slowly chant only a dream...
Something touched my face lightly.
Opening fast my eyes find his hand.
My hand ever so quickly goes to
his, and feels his hot skin under mine.
I started to speak but his fingers came over my mouth.
I smell that soft smell
that could only belong to him.
As I started grasping the idea of him
being real, he suddenly disappears.
My eyes quickly open with tears falling fast.
It was only a dream..........
A dream this can only be.
For I Lost him year's before.
But here he stands gently smiling.
I lay a hand to my herz to steady it.
Trying to clear my mind I close my eyes,
And slowly chant only a dream...
Something touched my face lightly.
Opening fast my eyes find his hand.
My hand ever so quickly goes to
his, and feels his hot skin under mine.
I started to speak but his fingers came over my mouth.
I smell that soft smell
that could only belong to him.
As I started grasping the idea of him
being real, he suddenly disappears.
My eyes quickly open with tears falling fast.
It was only a dream..........
Here is a poem I wrote about the boy I love. It doesn't rhyme but it doesn't have to to be a poem. Send oder Kommentar feedback.
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To me, Will is Mehr than a name. This is what it means to me:
W is for the softest whisper in the sweetest breeze of spring.
I is for the icy chill that goes down my spine when Du spare me a small glance my way.
L is for the look my penetrating eyes give Du when Du turn away from me; when I want most for Du to stay close to me.
And L is for the unconditional and irrevocable and irrational Liebe I feel for your soul.
Without you, my herz is silent. Du arethe only one who has touched my herz and it will always be yours. Du are my only love. I've left my herz with you; look over it closely. It's your only responsibilty. Protect it from all harm. Du are the only one who who ever has and ever will touch my soul. And it too is yours.
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To me, Will is Mehr than a name. This is what it means to me:
W is for the softest whisper in the sweetest breeze of spring.
I is for the icy chill that goes down my spine when Du spare me a small glance my way.
L is for the look my penetrating eyes give Du when Du turn away from me; when I want most for Du to stay close to me.
And L is for the unconditional and irrevocable and irrational Liebe I feel for your soul.
Without you, my herz is silent. Du arethe only one who has touched my herz and it will always be yours. Du are my only love. I've left my herz with you; look over it closely. It's your only responsibilty. Protect it from all harm. Du are the only one who who ever has and ever will touch my soul. And it too is yours.
